Unfriended Jess Mga Nobela at Kwento

She looked at the chains, "What are you doing? You can't..." I smirked, kneeling over her, letting my shadow blanket her whole body. My voice was pure venom, “Oh, Eve… you’d be surprised to see all the things I can do. And tonight, I’m going to show you exactly what that means.” I leaned closer, brushing my lips across her ear, "Now, tell me, who the fuck is Jessa to you?" “She… she’s my cousin. We grew up together at Lanry Side,” she blurted, her chest rising and falling like she was going to choke on her own breath.

K•E•L•S•I:::: "Kelsi, What's happening here?"Who's that? Mum asked coming towards me with the things she bought, while looking at Anita departing figure. "Uhm....She's just a friend", I smiled, taking the goods from my mum who look unconvinced about my reply, I knew she could see my unsettled body language. "She is my Friend mum, ermm.... I mean my class mate, she was greeting me" I grinned, trying to reassure my mother.

"So this is what you've been doing lately, Jessy?! Finding out who the woman I told you about it?" asked Tristan as he found a small note about the details Jessy had made in her notes about the woman Tristan had told her about. Tristan was almost angry with her because he didn't want Jessy to know who she was. "Why did you have to write all this down, Jessy? I thought I could trust you to—" "I was just curious," Jessy replied quickly. Her voice sounded shaky and she bowed her head. "And I apologize if my ways were really annoying."

“And it's safe to say that you buried me so fast.” I stepped closer. The desk lamp carved shadows across her face while rain battered faintly against the mansion windows somewhere above us. “No body,” I said coldly. “No ransom. No communication. What exactly was I supposed to think?” Jess looked away briefly. “I couldn’t contact you.” “Bullshit.” Her eyes snapped back to mine instantly. “You think I wanted to disappear?” I stared at her. My eyes caught the healing bruises near her wrists and the way she kept positioning herself with the wall partially at her back. Somebody had trained fear into my friend's body while she was gone.

My day off. I’ve been looking forward to this. My interaction with the Hunter, whose name I never caught, was undeniably taxing. Fran and Jessa spent last night speaking very little about their experience with him. Fran seemed calm, soothed by the fact that he is far more normal than we predicted. Jessa however, woke up this morning dusting makeup onto her face again. When I questioned her about it, she dismissed me, denying her desire to impress the client.

I can hear the murderous intent in my voice. “No. My baby girl already posted everything she did to the family group chat. Her cousins already took the liberty of screenshotting everything that she was out through and the videos and shared them on their profiles. His life is in ruins, and I have a feeling he will be losing his job sooner rather than later.” I laugh at this, picturing sweet little Jessica sharing everything she could to her family group chat, not realizing the damage her cousins would cause. Eric’s side of the family is overprotective of the little princess who would never hurt a fly. Now, she needed her dark knight to swoop in and get her away from the snake that slept in he

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.

Jessi greeted us as she walked past our house, undoubtedly on her way to work at the diner. I hated how friendly everyone was becoming because it made me uneasy. The change was so sudden and unexpected that it would be stupid of me not to be suspicious. "Morning," Freya and I greeted at the same time. "Hey, Greyson, when will you bring your woman into the diner for us to meet her? I'll even give her a piece of pie on the house." Jessi called, turning to walk backward as she smirked at me knowingly. My cheeks burned, and I rubbed the back of my neck as I smiled at her. "Maybe soon. Thanks, Jessi."

"That's what best friends are for, remember?" They walked in silence for a few moments, and Lyra found herself studying Jessy from the corner of her eye. She looked exactly the same as she always had. Pretty, athletic, with an open, friendly face that invited trust. There was no hint of the monster underneath, no sign of the hatred that Jessy had confessed to harboring for years. How had she hidden it so well? How had Lyra never noticed? "Oh, I've been meaning to ask," Jessy said suddenly, her tone shifting back to cheerful. "Do you need any help with anything? I know you've been handling most of the festival preparations yourself, but I'm free this afternoon. I could help with whatever you