Jessie's Choice
A/N: I got a request to do a sequel to Choices. So this is Jessie's story. I would suggest reading Choices first. But you don't have to. It would make more sense. But this will tell you about Anne and Jessie's life before Choices and Jessie's life during Choices.
I'm Just A Kid
The alarm in Jessie Jones room rang. Seventeen year old Jessie hit the offending object and rolled over to go back to sleep. Suddenly her door creaked open and shut. Jessie felt her covers be pulled down. She snuggled closer to her older sister, Anne.
"I hate Monday s." Anne whispered wrapping her arms around Jessie after pulling the covers back up.
"Me too. How long do you think we have til mom shows up?" Jessie asked.
"She was in the kitchen making Daddy's coffee when I came in, so I'd say about half an hour." Anne murmured sleepily.
"Great. Night." Jessie said as she closed her eyes.
Anne giggled as she too fell back asleep.
Mrs. Jones kissed her husband as he arrived in the kitchen. She handed him his coffee and went upstairs to see Anne in the hall outside of Jessie's room. Mrs. Jones glared at Anne.
"What the hell were you doing in there? You have your own room. You should use it! I swear, Anne Louise, you need to grow up! Jessie is not always going to be around for you to go to every morning. Soon you will be living with Chad, what will you do then? Jessie is going to marry Nickolas. She won't be around to cuddle you every morning. You get me?" Mrs. Jones snarled at Anne.
"Yes, Ma'am." Anne whispered as she pushed past her into the bathroom that she shared with Jessie. Anne took her shower quickly and went into her room. Jessie heard Anne's door close and pulled herself out of bed.
Jessie took her shower quickly and walked downstairs straightening her school-uniform tie. Jessie still didn't understand why her parents treated Anne the way they did. They had always treated Anne that way, as if she was below them, as if she was not worthy of being their daughter. They still didn't realize that Anne wanted to be a writer.
But Jessie did. She knew everything. Anne's fears and dreams of being more than the stay at home mom their parents had in mind for both of them. Jessie was Anne's best friend and her confidant. And Anne was Jessie's. Jessie took her seat across from Anne at the dining room table. The family ate in silence then Anne raced up to her room to get her backpack. Jessie followed her up to get her bag as well.
Anne ran out to her car with Jessie tailing her. They climbed into the car and Anne peeled off down the street. Jessie leaned over and kissed Anne's cheek softly. Anne smiled sadly and pulled into the school parking lot. The two walked into the large school building.
Their friends immediately buried them in hugs and kisses on the cheeks. As this was an all girl school, another thing Jessie didn't understand, their friends were all girls. Mostly seniors like Anne. But there were a few juniors like Jessie. The juniors started asking Jessie to explain the last night's homework to them. Jessie was, like Anne, an honors student. Jessie and Anne shook off the group at their first class. Jessie was taking half of her senior year as a junior. That took half of her day, the other half she took her junior classes.
Anne and Jessie's first class was creative writing. It was the bane of Jessie's existence. But Anne loved it. It gave her an hour to write without their parents snapping at her for it. Jessie's best subject was math. Anne hated it.
"Why do I need to know Calculus? I'm going to be a stay at home mom/writer. I don't need Calc for that." Anne had told Jessie at the beginning of the year when they had gotten their schedules. So every night, Jessie helped Anne with her math and Anne helped Jessie with her creative writing.
"Anne, what are you going to tell mom and dad? When you tell them that you don't want to be a stay at home mom? That you want to be a writer. They won't be happy." Jessie said as Anne took out her binder and started to write.
"I don't know, Jess. I don't know what I will tell them. I may not tell them anything about the writing. I may just tell them that Chad isn't as nice as they think he is. You know he hits me. I haven't told mom and dad that yet. Not that they will care. They'll tell me to suck it up. To grow up. To get used to it. But I can't marry someone who abuses me. I know mom and dad have a plan for us, but that doesn't include what we want. When are you going to tell them about Andrew? You two have been together for a year now. He loves you, I know he does. You two are getting pretty serious. When you tell them about your plans to be an artist, I'll tell them about the writing. When you tell them about Andrew, I'll tell them about Chad.
"This is pathetic. I am graduating school in just over a month and I can't tell my parents what I want to do with my life. I want them to understand Jessie, but I know they won't. They'll kick me out of the house. I can't tell them. At least not until after I graduate. Will you still love me if they make me abandon you? Promise me you will." Anne said taking Jessie's hand and looking pleadingly up at her.
"I promise, Anne. I'll always love you. I don't think Chad is right for you. Mom and dad are blind to think he is. I think you should tell them about Chad. They may have a plan for us, but I don't think that includes us being beaten by our husbands. I think you should tell them about the writing at least. I know it'll be hard, trust me, I know. I can get why you don't want to tell them. You know I can't tell them about Andrew. They know I date, but Andrew is different. I can see me spending the rest of my life with him, Anne. I love him, I have since I met him. But I can't tell them that. They would murder me them bring me back and force me to marry Nickolas. As for telling them about the art, they know I like to draw. But that is the extent of it. They don't know that both of us are getting A+'s in art without even trying." Jessie said quietly as she took out her binder too.
"But mom and dad will recognize your name when you publish your book. Because you will. I love your stories. All the girls do." Jessie said and Anne smiled.
"Yes, they will also notice your name when your drawings are in an art gallery." Anne said as she turned back to her binder.
"Touché" Jessie giggled as she too turned to her binder.
When the lunch bell rang the girls walked outside to sit on the grass with their friends. The group talked and giggled as they ate then a tall blonde boy approached them.
"This is a girls' school, Chad. What the hell are you doing here?" The red head next to Anne, Alexa, asked. Anne stiffened and looked up. Chad was leering down at her.
"It's a free country, Alexa. I just wanted to talk to Anne for a moment. She'll be right back." Chad sneered at Alexa.
Anne sighed and stood up following Chad into the school building. Here he pinned Anne to a locker and kissed her violently. Anne struggled against him and he slapped her, still kissing her. He reached below Anne's uniform shirt and fondled her chest. Anne kicked Chad's legs out from under him and ran from the hall.
"You bitch! You belong to me! You'll pay for that." Chad snarled standing up from the ground. Anne ran into Andrew. He caught her as she stumbled back. He stood in between her and Chad as Chad ran up to them.
"Move." Chad growled at Andrew.
"No thanks, man. I'm good here." Andrew said keeping Anne behind him.
"What the hell are you doing here anyway, Johnson?" Chad snarled trying to get to Anne around Andrew.
"I could ask you the same thing, Anderson. You don't have a right to attack Anne like that. What did she do to you?" Andrew asked calmly, pushing Anne backward as he spoke.
"I'm betrothed to her, jerk. That means I can do whatever I want to her." Chad snarled glaring at Andrew.
"No, it doesn't. All that means is that Anne is going to have to marry you at some point. It doesn't give you a right to abuse her. Now, I suggest…" Andrew said coldly but
"This is a girls' school you both need to leave now. Miss Jones, go join your friends, you still have half an hour for lunch. You boys need to get off the premises before I call the cops." The principal Alexandra Jerkins said from down the hall.
"Can I take Anne back to her friends? I promise I'll leave as soon as she is with her friends." Andrew asked Mrs. Jerkins. Chad glared at him.
"Yes, you may. However you, young man, need to leave. I witnessed the whole incident. Next time, wait until Miss Jones is off the premises before attacking her. Or, better yet, don't do it. Next time, I will not stop for a chat. I will call the cops immediately." Mrs. Jerkins said as she pushed Chad down the hall.
Andrew took Anne's hand and pulled her back into the courtyard. He pulled her over to her friends and made her sit beside Jessie, who wrapped her arms around Anne. Anne pushed her lips together to stop herself from crying. Andrew kissed the top of Anne's head then looked down at Jessie. Jessie let go of Anne and stood up and followed Andrew into a shady corner. She wrapped her arms around his neck, his went around her waist.
"Chad didn't notice me follow him here. He took Anne into a hall and forced himself on her. She fought him, and he slapped her. He groped her and she kicked his legs out from beneath him. She ran down the hall and into me. I protected her as Chad came running after her. I would suggest that you or one of your friends stay with Anne all the time now. Chad is getting pissed because Anne refuses to sleep with him. So stick together during school hours and be sure to lock your doors at night. I love you, Jess. I was coming to surprise you. But I got distracted being the knight in shining armor." Andrew said quietly. Jessie stood on her toes and kissed Andrew softly. Andrew groaned and kissed her back. He lifted Jessie off the ground and she locked her legs around his waist as she continued to kiss him.
"I have to get back to school, Jess. I wish I didn't, but I do. Anyway, I promised your principal that I would leave right after bringing Anne back to you. So I'll see you later." Andrew said placing Jessie's legs on the ground and kissing her longingly. Jessie kissed him back and hugged him tightly. Andrew sighed and hugged Jessie back.
"I love you, Andrew. You'd better go before Mrs. Jerkins comes looking. I'll call you tonight, I promise. I love you." Jessie said as she reluctantly let go of Andrew. Andrew drew Jessie close and kissed her hungrily. Jessie whimpered and kissed him back Andrew deepened the kiss greedily as Jessie put her arms around his neck.
"Jessie" Andrew murmured lustfully as he kissed Jessie's neck. Jessie leaned her head back to allow Andrew more access.
"Andrew" Jessie murmured back running her hands through his black hair.
"Jess, I really have to go. I will be in so much trouble if I get caught here. My parents will murder me. I really don't want to leave. Maybe you can meet me later so that we can continue this?" Andrew hissed in between kisses to Jessie's neck.
"You're right. I'll see you later. Mom and Dad are both working late, so maybe you can join Anne and me for dinner. We can all go out for dinner. Olive Garden good for you?" Jessie asked kissing Andrews neck. Andrew groaned and held Jessie close.
"Yes, love. I'll be over to your place around seven. Tell Anne it's my treat. I love you, so much." Andrew said as he kissed Jessie's forehead softly.
"Bye, baby." Jessie whispered as Andrew walked away. The bell for afternoon classes. Jessie walked back over to her friends to see Anne gone.
"She went to her class early. I think Chad really scared her this time. We'll see you later, Jess." Alexa said as she stood up. Jessie nodded and took her bag from Alexa. The group split when they reached the school building. Jessie walked down to her art class. It was the only class that none of her friends were in with her. Jessie sighed softly.
She knew that her parents meant well for her and Anne. But Chad was abusing Anne. Chad wanted Anne to sleep with him when Jessie knew that Anne had told Chad that she was going to wait until she was married. That was how the girls were raised. Chad knew that, but he still pushed Anne. This was not the first time Chad had forced himself on Anne. And Jessie had a feeling it would not be the last. Chad was a spoiled boy. His parents were loaded. Hell, he was loaded. He was used to getting what he wanted, when he wanted. So when Anne had told him that he would have to wait, he beat her so badly he had almost killed her.
Jessie had taken Anne to the hospital and had held her hand as the doctors had patched her up. That was only the tip of the iceberg. Chad had showed up half a dozen times at the school to try to force Anne to sleep with him. Anne had fought him off every time, but he still came back. Jessie worried about Anne. If the last two years were saying anything about the future, Anne would be dead by the time she was twenty-five. The rest of the day passed slowly for Jessie. When the final bell rang at two-thirty Jessie ran out of the building. Anne was sitting on the hood of the car, reading a Stephen King novel.
Jessie climbed onto the hood beside Anne and leaned her head on Anne's shoulder. Anne closed her book and put it in her backpack.
"Since Mom and Dad are both working late, Andrew is treating us to Olive Garden for dinner. I thought you might not want to be alone tonight. Feel free to stay with me tonight. I'll tell mom, so she doesn't scream at you again. I'm so sorry about lunch." Jessie whispered as Anne pulled her knees to her chest.
"Alright. Let's go. We should be able to finish our homework before Andrew arrives. What time is he picking us up?" Anne asked as she slid off the hood and into the car. Jessie got in beside her.
"Seven." Jessie said as Anne peeled out of the parking lot.
At seven on the dot, the Jones's doorbell rang. Anne answered the door. Andrew was on the porch holding two roses. He put one in Anne's hair and kissed her cheek.
"Thank you for what you did at lunch, Andrew. I know Jessie told you about Chad. Thank you for being there for me." Anne said as Jessie entered the room.
"No problem, Anne. Let's go. I'm starving." Andrew said offering his arms to the girls. The three left.
As soon as they arrived at Olive Garden Anne went to give the hostess their name. Jessie immediately kissed Andrew passionately. Andrew hissed as he kissed her back greedily. Jessie whimpered as Andrew bit her bottom lip softly. Andrew forced Jessie's lips apart and deepened the kiss. Jessie groaned as Andrew broke away from her. Jessie pulled Andrew back down to her and kissed him again. Jessie felt something slip into the pocket of her skirt. Andrew kissed Jessie back desperately.
"Jess, we are in the middle of a parking lot." Andrew hissed as Jessie kissed him harder.
"I know. Anne is the only one out here with us, and she brought her book with her. She knows us too well." Jessie whimpered.
The thing in Jessie's pocket began to vibrate. Jessie pulled it out to see a pager that was lighting up.
"Let's go eat. Anne, c'mon." Andrew said walking into the building. The three ate their dinner. It was nine before Andrew pulled up to the Jones house. Both cars were in the driveway. Anne got out of the back seat and walked into the house calling goodnight to Andrew. Jessie kissed Andrew lovingly and followed Anne into the house.
"Where the HELL were you, young lady?" Mr. Jones roared from the living room.
"Anne and I went out to dinner, Daddy. I'm tired, I'll see you tomorrow, Daddy." Jessie said as she walked upstairs.
"I'm staying with Anne tonight, mom. It was my idea, so don't scream at her for it. Night." Jessie called downstairs as she changed into her pajama's. She walked into Anne's room to see her curled into the fetal position on her bed. Jessie sighed quietly and wrapped her arms around Anne from behind.
"Day 5962 in hell. I really should get used to it. This is my life, I have to live it." Anne whispered.
"Not like this you don't. Anne, you deserve to be happy. I want you to be happy. I love you, sissy." Jessie whispered.
"I love you too, Jess." Anne whispered before falling asleep.