You didn't have a good relationship with Jimmy, you didn't get along in any way, Anya knew it, Swansea knew it, even the captain knew it but he was lazy and didn't understand the true seriousness of the situation.
Captain curly was a pacifist who trusted his comrades a lot, and even more so in his old friend, he believed that by talking things over they could be solved,
And that was exactly what happened with the situation of the only girl in the group, who without wanting to be a bother received the harassment thanks to the captain's lack of conscience and kept her mouth shut, they were small things after all, a touching here , a rude thing there.
Situations that were overlooked and that in front of curly would always happen softer so that the one with golden curls would not notice, not even anyone had noticed at first thinking that the man's humor or personality was like that.
You were very lucky that the captain was naive.
When you arrived you instantly marked the man with dull colors and bitter presence, from the first step, from the first derogatory and sarcastic word or comment.
What about Anya only served as motivation for you but you already had the intention from the beginning since you saw it.
They were simple jokes at first, more spicy food on his plate, a sudden pinch on the cheek, a hard push to the point of making him fall, or an elbow right in the ribs.
You know, friend stuff.
The more you learned about Jimmy, the more you could use against him and it wasn't that difficult to know, from afar you could see his insecurity and rejection of the blue-eyed man's success, you weren't planning on making him quit, you didn't want to destroy his entire life, just give him a little lesson.
Although it was very fun for you.
It was exhausting and Anya's work was multiplied at the captain's request to fix this defect in coexistence, but somehow it didn't work.
The co-pilot didn't take the nurse's questions seriously and your answers were really confusing.
-…I know why you do it…-Anya said in the third psychological evaluation after another conflict between you and Jimmy, the girl with droopy eyes found herself hesitating before continuing-…but you are being harmed by it…I don't want them to finish you off. Changing ships because of me…-the girl admitted passing the papers on the table without being able to confront your gaze.
Anya knew why you spent more time cleaning the hallways outside the infirmary than everyone else, because you never left out your involvement when it came to Jimmy and her.
However, you didn't seem bothered by the fights or the constant insults from the man with brown hair and you always responded with a shrug of your shoulders. "…not that I really care…" you say, crossing your arms and throwing your body against the back of the uncomfortable chair. "…no." I think the captain is going to fire me anyway…I never throw the first blow…-
-…you incite him…-the nurse contradicts, raising her head with a sudden confidence that vanished almost immediately when she ran into your eyes looking directly at her.
Your gaze narrowed as your thumb repeatedly hit your arm. "…do you hate that I do it?" you ask, leaning your body so as not to lose the girl's dark gaze full of uncertainty.
Anya is speechless. Does she hate him? Did she really hate that someone gave Jimmy his own medicine? That she gave him as much of a hard time as he had given her? Anya was a kind and kind person. sensitive, but not in the same way as curly, she didn't blindly trust people.
-..no..- the girl answered with a hesitation that disappeared when her hand squeezed the papers and she raised her head again, confronting your gaze firmly.
-..no…I don't…-
You returned to your place and stretched, throwing your arms up and listening to the pleasant creak of your bones-…then there's not much more to say…- you spoke watching how the girl stamped the paper with an approval in the last box-...You can't always trust captains after all…-
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And that is what brings us to this situation…
The eyes of the two men lying on the floor rested on Curly. When silence was created in the room, you felt the blood of the man above you fall on your face, more specifically near your mouth. Uncomfortably, you shook him off. With a shove making him curse under his breath.
Captain Curly felt a twitch in his eye because of what he was witnessing and with a firm voice he asked for an explanation -…What's going on here? ..-he quickly approached Jimmy who was holding his hand with the bite mark bleeding at him. Sing to you
You and Jimmy looked at each other stealthily and nodded in silent agreement like the good friends they were of course.
-…he started to hit me!...-
-….he insulted me first!..-
They said at the same time.
The silence was created again and was broken by the impressed voice of one of the people who had just entered the room.
-…Woah!...what a bite!...- Daisuke said without reading the atmosphere of the room, Swansea slapped his face in disappointment and approached you slowly while Anya explained the situation to the captain.
Swansea grabbed your broken mask on the floor before your curious eyes, the man put it back on your nose and you held it by inertia.
-…your nose is bleeding…- Swansea said to your confusion, making you gently touch your nose under the mask.
It's true that you were bleeding. When did you hit your nose?
Curly tiredly massaged the bridge of his nose with an exhausted air -…let's go to the infirmary so we can bandage that wound and there they will explain to me…- the captain orders, taking you out of your thoughts, Anya nods in agreement because they had to disinfect Jimmy's bite with urgency.
You look away when the captain approaches you with a frown and takes your arm, you are disconcerted having to follow him as you are almost pushed forward down the hallway right behind Jimmy and Anya.
Daisuke also seemed to want to go for the mere intrigue but is stopped by Swansea's arm.
When they get to the infirmary, you find yourself in the bad situation that Anya had to tend to Jimmy on the stretcher, which meant that on the other side you would have to be the one explaining things to Curly.
You turn around having to face Curly's worried eyes, staring at the already dyed red mask.
His hand rises to touch your face and see the damage making you step back in the process holding the mask solidly, you see the captain's face harden with resistance and sighing he points to the desk chair that surrounded them in a silent order of approval. That you sit down
When you do it, the one with golden hair doesn't take long to speak -…Can I know why the fight was this time or will you stay silent and wait until the next checkup to lie to Anya…? – You raise an eyebrow at the recriminatory tone of the man who He made no effort at all to hide his anger, putting his arms on his hips and looking at you with those thick eyebrows.
"What a curious situation" you thought, it was the first time that Curly had gotten so angry because of a fight or because of clearly retouched psychological evaluations. You knew that Anya would then notify the captain about the conclusion of the checkups, these were specifically requested by the captain. After all, it seemed strange that he didn't say anything when, after being confirmed that there was nothing wrong, they started fighting or arguing again the next day.
But the captain didn't say a word…
Until now.
You kept your head down not because you felt embarrassed or anything like that, it was because the blood kept coming out of your nose abundantly, strangely you saw drops of blood falling from the fabric as it was already saturated with the liquid.
Have you broken something?
Rough hands were placed on your cheeks, cradling them almost lovingly, and when you were just about to get out of the embarrassing grip it became strong and abruptly pulled your face up, making your neck almost crack from the sudden movement.
It's a good thing Curly wasn't the ship's nurse.
You have to adjust your eyes for the light only to end up seeing Curly's face still stern but not so angry anymore, one of the man's hands stops holding your face to grab a tissue from Anya's desk.
You watch in displeasure as Curly plans to wipe your nose and, not wanting to disobey his authority any further, you take the wet mask off your face, resisting the urge to roll your eyes when the man smiles victoriously, pressing the handkerchief to your nose with his fingers and wiping away the blood that little by little. Little stopped coming out.
-..are you not going to answer?..- you heard him say as you looked away anywhere to avoid those insistent blue eyes.
You look at the captain with no other option for the question -…it was just a misunderstanding… - you explain, grabbing the wrist of the hand that was holding your chin -…I'm sorry for having caused you inconvenience captain… -you don't talk about the evaluations, you don't say anything about anya or give details of the fight as always, you feel the captain press the handkerchief a little harder to your nose.
Not wanting to make a sound in protest, knowing that the captain was just taking it out on you, you try to distract yourself with what was happening on the other side of the room.
You look askance at Anya and Jimmy only to meet the withering gaze of the latter, you open your eyes when you see his jaw clenched in fury and his complexion redder than usual, a look full of hate directed at you.
No, that was not hate, that was envy…
You look forward again in dismay, slowly moving your fingers that previously grabbed the captain's wrist, you end up raising them until you end up on top of the hand that was so tenderly cradling your cheek.
Curly, who was previously focused on cleaning the dried blood from your nose, now looked at you confused by the change in attitude and clumsily cleaned your nose that was already free of blood with a light, well-hidden imperceptible blush.
You glance back at Jimmy only to meet the man's jealous gaze again, looking at Curly and then at Jimmy repetitively before a spark ignited in your head.
Oh…this trip is going to be the best ever…