Echotale - Thought So (G!sansxFrisk)

First Roommate

*Frisk's POV*

There was Bella.

Bella was a monster girl, with green slick hair and lime green eyes, the pupil just a slit. She was the first roommate I had. 

When she was shoved into my cell, I could see she had been crying, her face slick with tears.

Don't let her creepy looks deceive you, because the first thing she whispered to me was, "... Please... don't hurt me..."

Her innocence stung my heart and I was filled with pity.

What had this poor soul been through?

It wouldn't be wise for me to stay silent this time, and I took up the chance of helping her as soon as I could.

"Don't worry... I wont..." I whispered in the same tone, but with a more gentle sound.

Bella looked up at me with her sharp, detailed, green eyes and she even smiled.

Sharp, sharp rows of teeth.

One of the most memorable thing about her was her sharp teeth. 

They were slick, and looked wet, as if she hadn't finished swallowing her water before smiling.

I was afraid the slickness would drip to the floor, then I didn't care because I could see the floor was already stained with blood and other crap.

"Thank you miss..." She whispered, her voice still soft and weak.

Though I could feel the trust she had for me.

Poor girl trust to easily.

"Please... it's Frisk," I said holding out my hand to her.

When she gripped my hand to shake it, I struggled to keep down my shiver. The scales felt just as slick as her mouth looked, and when I pulled my hand away, I was surprised to see it dry.

"Bella." Is how she introduced herself.

That is how I met my first roommate, and I was glad to know she was about 5 months younger then me.

Finally I wasn't the youngest.

Wasn't the weakest.

I should say I felt selfish for my pride in her weakness, but all I felt for her was pity and worry.

How was she going to survive prison?

How did she even get in prison?

I found out the second time I had an encounter with G.

Once again, it was in the lunch room, and I had walked in with Bella as I wondered how many secrets I would discover in that room.

"Do we just get our food and sit down?" Bella asked me.

Number 65 of her questions. 

I suppose I shouldn't have been so annoyed. It isn't the poor girls fault she didn't know what to do.

I remembered how I was just the same.

Though I didn't have anyone to help me.

Perhaps that's why I helped her as much as I could.

"Yup. Careful not to sit next to the tough guys. Or the small group of girls," I looked around the lunchroom and finished my warning, "Or uh, anyone really." 

Bella nodded with understanding and got some food.

Hesitantly.

I shouldn't blame her, the food was terrible.