Lifesaver (A Zarry fanfic)

2. My Only Friend

Jessie's POV

I woke up to the sound of the television's static. The clock beside Steven's bed read 11:59. The sun was shining brightly into the room, the heat felt on my face. My thoughts went back to last night, Harry. He gave me chocolate, he said he was my friend. I've never really had much of a friend, I felt good. There was an unfamiliar feeling that rushed through my body when I thought about how kind he was to me. I never smiled until last night, Harry made me smile. I've never seen another being other than Steven ever since I was adopted. Harry just seemed so sweet and caring, I was praying he would actually come back. Maybe he'd even bring me food. I licked my lips at the thought, peering at the window. It'd be only three more hours before Harry came back, the thought of waiting that long was agonizing. Steven was at work today, thank god. He kicked me in the face because he thought I was trying to escape yesterday, when I was actually helping Harry do it. My body was laid against the wall, all four chains latched onto me. I decided to let myself sleep, hoping to pass time quicker than usual.

When I woke up, there was the creaking of the window. A smile crept onto my face as the curly haired boy crept into the room. I sat criss-crossed as Harry sat in front of me, pulling something out his bag. "I ditched school after lunch.." Harry shrugged, pulling out something from his bag. "Here, I bought you a box of pizza and some candy from the market. I would have gotten you something from the cafeteria, but their food is horrid." Harry scrunched up his nose, making me giggle to myself. He handed the small box to me and I instantly started to devour the delicious slice. "I figured that since Steven works today, maybe I should come early so I could get to know you." Harry smiled, grabbing a slice of pizza. I frowned and looked up at him, his mouth parted in pity. "I'm sorry, you can eat it." I shook my head, nodding at him in assurance. "Oh okay." He smiled as we enjoyed the rest of the pizza in silence. I picked at the crumbs in the box, licking them off my fingers. My mood was instantly enlightened by Harry. I poked his shoulders with caution, motioning for him to look at the smile that was on my face. He just smirked in response, putting on the silliest smile he could. It made me laugh, something that I rarely do.

"You don't talk a lot, do you?" Harry's head tilted as I shook my head. "Why not?" I sighed, shrugging at him. "You can talk to me. We're friends, remember?" He smiled, holding out his hand. I flinched at his sudden movement, pressing myself against the wall. Harry pulled his hand away, frowning at my actions. "You don't know much either, hm." I shook my head, tracing circles in the floor. Harry slowly held his hand out to me, smiling. "I'm asking you for a handshake! See, it's called a handshake because you grab my hand and shake it. Try it." He insisted. My hand lifted, the chain clinking, as I softly grabbed his hand. "Now shake it up and down." I did as so, smiling at my accomplishment. "Good job! Now what will it take to get you to talk to me?" He smirked, rubbing his hands together. My eyes widened at his movements, I curled up into a ball and started whimpering. That sounded all too much like Steven when he'd try to get me to talk to him.

"Jessie? Did I say something wrong?" Harry tried to accompany me, but I just hid my face from him. "I'm sorry. I just want to hear your voice. I mean, how can we be friends if we can't talk to each other?" He pointed out, my head lifting. "Do you have any friends?" I nodded yes, pointing under the bed. Harry crept under and pulled out my teddy bear, my body fought against the chains to grab it. He gladly handed Junior to me, I held him tight and ran my finger over the "fur". "Is that your friend?"

"His name is Junior."

"You love him a lot?" I just nodded at him, playing with my bear. Looking up at Harry, I spotted him staring my body up and down. I felt uncomfortable and ended up riggling. He took notice and looked away, meeting my eyes. "Does Steven give you all these cuts?" I nodded, looking down at my legs. My thighs had bruises from all the times he's gripped and grabbed me there and cuts from when he holds too tight. I suddenly felt insecure, pulling my knees to my chest and landing my attention on the teddy bear in my arms. "D-Do you want me to get you out of these chains?" My head shot up, nodding happily as Harry smiled. "Where are they?"