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Care [Female Jetra]

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Requested by OLggA_

Jesse's POV.

"And what happened next?" I laugh. Petra, my best friend, the only person out there who still cares, gives me a huge grin and winks cunningly. That small gesture sends shivers through my body, shivers I can't really explain.

"The guy didn't know that women can say 'no'." She just shrugged, savouring her ball of a rocky road ice cream. "Guess I was the first one who wasn't scared of him. He just stared at me for a minute, then left. Man, their pride!"

I laugh again at the way she said that, choking on my own desert. She chuckles as well, and my laughter immediatelly freezes in my throat. I even stop moving, my eyes wide and a horrible thought popping out in my head, something's wrong.

"Um, Jess?" Petra looks at me, her head tilted and her brown eyes narrowed slightly in confusion. I want to reply, but it felt like my tongue froze to my teeth, I can't let out a sound. Panic starts to appear, and I so don't like it! That feels horrible, and I do believe that my heart turned into a heavy stone and stopped beating whatsoever.

And then - just like that - it passes. A huge sigh of relief escapes my mouth and I wrap my arms around my stomach. The world snaps back into focus and all of s sudden I'm aware of my best friend, who hesitantly shakes my shoulder.

"Earth to Jesse?" She calls out, her usual playful voice tinted with worry. "Jesse? You alive out there?"

"Yeah, sure." I nod and give a fake smile, even though everything inside me turned upside-down. Something's wrong, I can feel it with every cell of my body, with every hair on my haid. A nervous glance around only proves to me that there's nothing to be scared of - not a sight of anything dangerous.

Petra raises an eyebrow at me and I instantly know that she didn't believe a word I said. That's the way she is. I can't hide anything from her, those brown eyes of hers burrowing to the depths of my soul. Sometimes I feel like she knows more about me than I do myself, but doesn't want to show it.

"I just have sensitive teeth, that's all." I lie quickly, hoping that such a deception would be enough to cover my tracks. "Knew this ice cream was a bad idea."

She blinks once and opens a mouth to say something, but no word flies out. After a couple of seconds something like a lightning flashes inside her eyes and my bestie gives me the widest smile I had ever seen. My heart flutters again, but I can't say if it's that way because of the amout of relief I feel or worry.

"Dammit, Jess, how weak must you be that even an ice cream hurts you?" Petra smirks, and a little chuckle is born in my throat before I can think about it. She surely knows how to get rid of every ounce of displeasure in my soul.

"I guess it's just my luck." I shrug it off and gently elbow her. And then, not a moment passes before I get that feeling again, the feeling that something's not right. Usually my feelings don't dissapoint me, but this time it's so much more than just a feeling.

It's the sight of Petra's face scrunching up the moment my elbow makes contact with her side, the sound of the most silent of hisses she lets out and the heat coming from her skin. It's like an alarm that rings inside my body, saying that something is completely and utterly wrong.

"Whoa!" I step back and hold my hands out. "What was that? Are you okay?!"

"What?" My friend only tilts her head, her face calm and empty of any emotion whatsoever. Not even her voice quivers like it does every time she's in pain. I frown, trying to get my thoughts together. Only a second ago she looked like I had sent an electric current through her body, and now she's alright all of a sudden? That's not what usually happens.