Jessie Prescott Death Novels & Stories

Hell, she was lucky if she even talked to anyone. She has always been a quiet person that loves reading books and watching sappy movies with her dog Mable. The only time she ever left the house back then was to go to the store or to work. Her parents died ten years ago in a car accident. New Year's Eve they were out at a party and drank too much. On the way home they hit a deer and careened off the road and right into a tree. They died instantly. Jessie was devastated.

The plan was to pretend to fall and then roll over to her pistol and end the psycho's life. "Come on Jessy, you can do this." She encouraged herself with a whisper, Jessy herself was now feeling a sense of panic and after the encouragement of a deep breath, she went for it. Jessy rolled over and before Zoe could react, she planted three bullets in her chest. Zoe had been down. She ignored her and rushed to save Dale. She lost her and let her lay in her arms. "Hey baby? Wake up!" Jessy pleaded and buried her face to her bosom. She dropped her to the floor and went for the bed spread, the clothing she would use to rap and then carry her out.