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“I think it will help me when I talk to the refugees. I need to understand what I’ll talk about. He also deserves to know that he’s failed at everything he’s ever done, and he’ll be a small footnote in history as that.” Those words surprised Alrick, he’d not expected such venom from her. She was a sweet-natured, quiet type. “Jessie, are you alright?” Something wasn’t right with this picture. She was toying with the food on her plate while eating a slice of dry toast. He hoped she wasn’t having problems eating again. So between her mood and her appetite, Alrick was sure she wasn’t well.

Jessie asked like the answer was obvious. “Because I’m not in the mood?” “Exactly.” “That doesn’t even make sense.” Jessie shrugged unapologetically. “You need alcohol and loud music before you start writing a murder manifesto about Chloe Miller.” A laugh slipped out before she could stop it. Jessie pointed at her immediately. “See? Healing already.” “You’re annoying.” “And yet incredibly correct.” She groaned and let her head fall back against the wall again. The truth was… she didn’t want to be alone tonight. Because if she stayed there thinking too long, she might actually break.

Quinn "One more round! One more round!" Jess slurs, waving her empty glass like a victory flag before downing another shot of… God knows what. Probably poison in liquid form. She sways dangerously on her heels, then breaks into some off-key version of what might be a Katy Perry song. The sound makes half the remaining party-goers wince and drift away from our corner of the kitchen. "Jess, maybe we should—" Tasha starts, but Jess cuts her off with another loud chorus that makes me question every decision that led me to this moment.

What exactly was I supposed to say to that? “Of course you’re good enough. Maybe you should try finding out what makes them chase dick instead,” I replied with an innocent shrug. Her eyes locked onto mine sharply. “So you mean I should experiment and fuck a dick just to know the difference?” A tired sigh escaped my lips. “If you want to, but honestly, I don’t think they deserve you. Don’t worry, you’ll eventually meet someone who loves you exactly the way you are.” Jessie was hopeless when it came to love.

Landry manages to get Jessie untied and she started crying in Landry’s arms. “She drugged me with her tea and when I woke up, I was tied to a chair,” Jessie quivered. “I thought she was going to kill me. I feel so stupid for falling for her bullshit.” Landry tried his best to calm his sister. “What did she even want?” Jessie cried. Landry catches my eyes as he murmurs to Jessie that it’s going to be okay. As I watched him console his sister, I felt a strange, unfamiliar flutter in my heart. It must mean illness.

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My eyes dropped on Jessie staring at the picture of her I had put on my table. I closed the gap between us and ran my fingers across the glass of the frame. “I don't even have this," she muttered with tears stinging the corners of her eyes. I took the frame from her and circled the outline of her face before dropping it to the table. “It felt like hope whenever everything around me was sinking in." I grabbed her shoulder and peered into her eyes. “Jessie, this was the only way I could keep my head above the water." “Mr Harrington," a teasing smile climbed her face. She lifted the lapel of my jacket, slightly pulling me in. “I didn't know you knew such clichéd words."

I cheered as I blocked their way. I was getting a sense of rage as I stared more at Jessie. He’s the only gay person here in Mary Heights, and I kind of want to snap right at him. I was starting to get angry at myself the more I stared at Jessie. Perhaps it’s because of the reason that I don’t want to be gay. “Those cupcakes look tasty.” I said pertaining to the box of cupcakes. Jessie looked at her friends, and they all shook their heads in utter confusion. “Duh, of course they are tasty.” He replied, rolling his eyes at me.

CJ says as he locks the door. Jess is looking me up and down as if I'm a disgusting piece of shit. "Honey, you're really lying to yourself." "What do you mean?" "Don't you know?" "Know what?" "About CJ." I roll my eyes and groan. "What about CJ." She leans in and whispers. "What he told us he's planning to do to you..." "What do you mean?" Jess smirks. "You ask him, honey." ^^^^^^^^

I quickly pull on some jeans and pull on a blouse as I walk over to the door. I open it slightly to find a terrified Jess. As I open the door more, she quickly steps in and wraps her arms around me. I step back with how hard she hits up against me, but this allows me to close the door behind her. Once the door is closed, I wrap my arms around her and whisper, "Jess, what is it?" "I... I... I f... fo... fou... found my m... ma... mate..." I pull and push her back, making her look at me as I say,