Revive [Harry Styles]

Chapter Forty-Eight

Harrys POV

Jess just went to the bathroom to take a shower. Very quickly might I add. Everything was going to fine it felt like i had my old Jesse back but then the switch happend and she kept looking around like someone was watching her. She barely even touched her food. As soon as i finished she rushed us out of there. Frustrated isn't even the word that best describes how I'm feeling.

She needs to talk to me she needs to tell me what's wrong and gosh darn it she's going to tell me today. I'll do something really sweet for her and then just tell her to tell me. I need to reassure her I'm always going to be here for her. That I love her with everything I got. I'll go pick up some movies and get her favorite pizza and ice cream. I know she's hungry. She hasn't been eating very well lately.

I leaver her a note on the counter just incase I come back late which I hope I don't I hate leaving her by herself.

Jesse's POV

The first thing I sense is gas. The smell of gas it's so strong it's taking over my nostrils. I cough out but it just hurts my throat since my throat is severely dry. Everything's moving in two when I open my eyes. Almost like a daze. I lift my head to only let it fall again. The pain I have is overwhelming from my left side.

"I almost thought you'd never wake up sweetheart" a voice booms in front of me. A voice that's all to familiar, a voice that's haunted my every day living, a voice that's in printed in my mind. "Awh you're not happy to see your dad?" He ask in a mocking voice.

Harrys POV

"Jesse I'm home!" I shout once I slam the door shut. I set everything down and jog up to her room. "Jesse?"

The bathroom door is open with the mirrors still fogged up. "Jesse!" I shout through out the whole house. I get nothing. Maybe she went out? I'll call her phone. I wait till it rings and I hear the vibration in her room on her dresser. She left without her phone. Was she that pissed I left?

My mind builds up with questions. And I stare at the floor to only see my book thrown. I pick it up and see a paper hanging out of it. I carefully remove the paper and my anger grows with every second. The words imprinting a space in my brain.

Jesse's POV

"How's my fine daughter doing? Huh?" He ask while walking around me slowly. "Mmh I forgot you're not a very talkative are you?" I keep my eyes focus on the ground I try to regain my strength to look up. It's hard though. My head feels like it weighs a ton.

"You know I thought you missed me but no what do I see me daughter being a fucken shut with some guy who looks like a twig!" He yells my body flinches and I cower back further away from his voice. "What's wrong Jesse? I thought you be happy why aren't you happy!" He spits at me. I feel myself getting scared by the second. My bones tightening up.

"Leave me alone" I muster out. A whisper a faint whisper. One you almost can't hear because the wind blows the words away. But he always did hear everything.

"What did you say? You don't have a right to speak to me! Do you know what it felt like to wake up in a puddle of blood my own blood." His voice goes from anger to pain to confusion.

"Yes I do know how it felt I would wake up with pain all over with blood dripping from me!" I yell at him feeling angry.

"And know I know you deserved it! You left me to die and my dad taking you in? What's this about? I wanted to kill him so much to bad death beat me to it huh?" He chuckles at the end a true psycho that's what he is. "But fate brought us back together" he crouches down in front of me and harshly grabs my chin bringing it up towards him. "Look at me when I speak to you" he spits at me.