Waiting On Your Lips |Geraskier High School AU| COMPLETED

Trapdoor

Jaskier's POV:

It's been a few weeks since the funeral. Geralt and Yennefer have been closer than ever, Triss has started talking to me more, Ciri has been spending more time around me and I hadn't seen any bullies at school in a while. Well, I'd seen them but they just turned and ran when they saw me. It was nice feeling at least safe for once.

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I felt some people staring at me as soon as I walked into the school but I paid no mind to it. It was the first time I had worn something other than jeans and a sweater so I wasn't surprised that people were staring. I had taken to doing things outside of my comfort zone lately and one of those things just happened to be wearing a full on skirt to school. I felt really cute so I didn't mind the staring or even a few comments I got.

I made my way to my first class without any issue so there's nothing to really talk about there. The issue didn't start until third period when some boys decided they weren't so scared of bullying me anymore. Nathan Greenwood, Dion Andrews, Mason Sampson and Colin Thomas were all bullies I had run-ins with in the past. They hadn't targeted me since I started talking to Geralt now that I think about it. It started with Nathan kicking my seat then it graduated to Mason throwing paper balls at me when the teacher was turned away and then Dion started sliding notes on my desk, something I knew better than to read at this point. The teacher left to print out a few things and that's when the real bullying started. They all grouped around my desk and I found myself curled up in my seat, crying and begging them to stop as they hit me. And nobody stopped them from doing it. By the time the teacher had returned my arms were littered with bruises and the class had acted like nothing had happened. By lunch I had managed to avoid any further abuse from my peers and was glad for that. I sat down at my usual lunch table with Geralt, Triss and Yennefer and tried to avoid letting them see my arms but Geralt was hyper-observant as always.

"Jas what happened?" Geralt asked as soon as I joined them. I could lie and avoid the conversation but telling them would probably result in them getting trouble for beating the shit out of a few kids.

"Which of these fuckers do I have to kill? Who did this to you?" Triss asked, ready to beat someone's ass into hell. Yennefer didn't say anything but she looked just as ready to kill as Triss did. You don't deserve them. I tried to ignore the voice, just like Geralt and Ciri tried for days to help me do. It's hard avoiding the things in your head sometimes, though.

"Just some kids in my third period, I'm fine," I said, easily acting as if I wasn't in a lot of pain. Triss still seethed with anger as did Yennefer but they dropped the subject, finding it better to just enjoy each others' company right now. Geralt kept his eye on me the rest of lunch and glared at anyone who said something mean in the halls when we were going to our next class together. Nobody dared attack me for the next two periods and I was thankful for that.

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I was headed to my last period when it happened. Geralt had gone to the other side of the school for his last class and Triss, Ciri and Yennefer had the class next to his so I was alone in terms of friends. Colin had pulled me into a hidden bathroom that I knew nobody else ever went into. I had been in fear that he would beat the crap out of me but what he did was far, far worse than any beating I ever got. Think the Bryce and Hannah scene from 13 Reasons Why but in a bathroom and much, much more rough. I ended up not going to my last period when he left. Everything hurt and I could feel so many more bruises forming. A text from Geralt a while after the bell rang is what finally made me move from the corner I had shoved myself in. You couldn't tell what had happened from looking at me by now nor could you smell it. He made very sure to cover that part up as much as possible. It saddened me because now the lovely scent of lavender and chamomile had been ruined for me. I couldn't see anything but that moment anymore, it replaced the memories of my mom.

Another text took me from my thoughts and I opened my phone to see at least four texts from Geralt, one from Ciri, a couple from Yennefer and a few from Triss. I answered Geralt first, feeling safest with him oddly enough.

Geralt<3: Where are you?

Geralt<3: Are you at the car already?

Geralt<3: Your teacher said you didn't come to class

Geralt<3: Please tell me where you are

Jaskier: I'm in the hidden bathrooms

Jaskier: Just you, please

I looked at the other messages and told the others I was fine and just cleaning up some scrapes from being shoved onto the floor. It was plenty believable through text so none of them prodded any further. Moments later I heard the door open and shriveled into the corner as I had earlier, only slightly letting up when I saw Geralt poke around the corner. He quickly rushed to my side and carefully pulled me into a hug which I returned gratefully. I didn't have to say anything for him to put a few pieces together and figure it out.

"Who was it? Who hurt you?" he asked softly, holding me protectively against him. I just started crying into his shoulder, letting everything come out for just a moment. Every voice in my head was telling me I deserved it and I was to blame for it even happening. Geralt just sat there and held me, running his fingers through my hair and humming softly in an attempt to calm me down. I could hear both of our phones blowing up but neither of us answered until I finally wore myself out. I clung to Geralt like a lifeline, so scared that he was going to leave me. Geralt just kept holding me and humming, his fingers never stopped running through my hair. Once I was on the verge of falling asleep he wrapped his jacket around my shoulders and wrapped my arms around his neck. He texted somebody, put my phone in his backpack with his and then picked me up like you would a young toddler. I buried my face in his shoulder and then I was out like a light.

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When I woke up I was on the couch, curled up in Geralt's lap with Yennefer and Triss next to us, all three of them watching TV. I assumed Ciri was in her room doing homework or practicing her fencing stances like she normally does. I started to sit up, wincing in pain from what had happened earlier today. I was not ready to tell anybody what happened just yet but I knew I'd have to eventually.