Jess Felton Unfriended Novels & Stories

He replied. She finished eating and he led her out. Augustus drove to his house and Jess was in the living room with Snow. She got up and looked at Val guiltily. ''I am so sorry, I couldn't tell you anything... But trust me, our friendship is real... you know I love you..." Val smiled at her. "I know you love me... But I am still mad at you for not telling me that you are a hybrid." Jess smiled and hugged her. "Sorry for that"

Jess has been crying for the past two days, though it's been weeks in the werewolf world, here in the modern city, it's been just two days and Jess had been looking crazily for her best friend, Mira. She's just coming from the professor's office and he said Mira didn't submit her project, Mira would never miss lectures or fail her project for anything in the world. Jess’s POV Though she's the craziest and weirdest person in the world, she'd never miss lectures for anything….she's a complete school freak. My eyes swelled up again as I entered our dorm, her space was still neatly arranged like she left minutes ago, she never let her space get tattered.

“Bet she’ll last, what? Ten minutes before she bolts?” Jackson snorts. “You’re not wrong. Jessa’s allergic to fun. She’ll probably stand in the corner with Mariah and sip Sprite while everyone else is living.” I chuckle like I agree, like I don’t care either way. But something about it nags at me. Because I know Jessa. She might pretend she doesn’t care about any of this, but I’ve seen the way her eyes flick to the sidelines, like she wants to be part of things but doesn’t know how.

Jess clapped her hands like a kid in a toy store. “And you are no doubt gonna make all of us your victims?” I raised my brows and gave her a pointed look. It was Jess’s dream to be a makeup artist one day, and she had never missed a chance to experiment with us. “Aww, babe, it’s cute how you know me so well.” Jess winked at me and blew a kiss. I shook my head, accepting my fate, anything to make my best friend happy. * * * If I had known that Ashton was going to be there, I would have bailed. I was going to run the other way when I saw him walking towards me.

"He's no killer, Jess. Okay? Just a troubled guy with issues." "Yeah," she murmured before looking away, seeming a tad doubtful. "I won't tell anyone, if you don't want me to." Good. She understood the stakes. "Yeah. Thanks." Whew... "But in case you're gonna report it..." Jessi got up from her seat and grabbed her phone. "You can use the CCTV footage as proof." ×

Please can we just put this all behind us? Trina answered her loud knocking but she put the chain on the door so Jess could not get in, ‘You have some fucking nerve I’ll give you that’ She snarled, ‘Who do you think you are selling your best friend out for a one-night stand with a man-whore like him?’ ‘That’s not fair Trina, he was, well, he was wonderful’ Jess protested instantly defending him, ‘Was he now? I take it you are seeing him again then? You must be if helping him kidnap me was the result.’

“You are my best friend. My only real friend. If you need to disappear for a while to stay safe, then disappear. I’ll hold down the fort at the club. I’ll make an excuse for Geraldo. I’ll say you’re sick, that you went to visit an aunt, that you were kidnapped by a hot billionaire. Whatever it takes.” “The last one is technically true.” Mortyss murmured from the corner. Jess pointed a finger at him without letting me go. “You. Hot guy in the overcoat. If she stays safe and protected, I’m fine with it. If she doesn’t, I’ll come back here and shove my stiletto in your eye. Understood?” “Perfectly.” Mortyss sketched a smile. “I like her.” “Me too.” I agreed. Jess hugged me tightly. Nox, squeeze

Jess was in the passenger seat, waving like a madwoman, she looked cute—sort of. I smiled, as fake and bright as I could manage. “Hey, you two.” Jess hugged me the second I reached the car, as she got out excitedly, whispering, “You look like you slept through the apocalypse.” “I probably did.” I snorted. She pulled back and searched my face for something. I didn’t let her find it. “We missed you, and no Alfred doesn’t need therapy, maybe we might have to check his sugar level, because I’ve fed him with nothing but sugar, asides that I promise you, I didn’t bother Alfred.” She said in one go.

Sawyer stubbornly tried to use the last of the funds Jessa left behind. By using this money, Sawyer was trying to chase the feeling that Jessa had left a mark on this world. Yet, when he keyed in the password, a video popped up on the screen. In the video, Jessa was sitting in a brightly sunlit garden and elegantly sipping tea. She wore a white dress and looked resplendent.

Sighing, I wrapped the towel around my hips and stepped out of the bathroom. A piece of yellow Post-it stuck on top of my pile of shirts caught my eye. ‘Guess what’s the color of my underwear today? If you guess it right, I’ll sleep naked tonight – J.’ I rolled my eyes and crumpled the sticky note but tossed it in my drawer. I didn’t want Deborah or Xavier to see her naughty message this morning. “What will I do with you, Jess?” I growled, walking toward the door. I almost stepped back when I exited Jessamine’s bedroom when I saw Benedict sitting on the loveseat while my best friend was seated, facing him and curling her lips as she watched her brother put a bandage on her right foot.