A/N: I wrote this a few weeks ago but never really got to finishing it. This is my first drama and first Jessie story so please be nice. I haven't seen anything like this yet so if you've been waiting, here ya go! Constructive criticism is welcome.
Disclaimer: I do not own Jessie.
Prologue
GENERAL POV
Bailey walked through the lobby of the luxurious penthouse, her eyebrows knit together in thought, her face covered with shame and disgust. She was dazed and in a trance, thanks to the lapse of judgment that took over her last night. She kept walking, her eyes locked on her feet, until she bumped into a certain doorman, spilling his coffee in the process. "Sorry! I didn't mean to- Tony!" she exclaimed, as she finally caught sight of the doorman. "Uh… listen… about last night… I was drunk and I was having a bad week and-" Tony interrupted her mid-sentence. "Save it! Wait 'till I tell Jessie what a whore you are. She will throw you out like junk mail." he snarled, his eyes shooting daggers at her. "Please, don't tell her!" Bailey begged, tears threatening to spill over her eyes. "There's nothing you can do to stop me." he replied. He started to walk towards the elevator but stopped abruptly when Bailey spoke, a more malicious tone taking over her voice. "If you tell her, then you'll look bad. How do you think she'll react to the news that her boyfriend slept with her cousin? Do you really want tot do that?"
"Unlike you, Jessie has a thing called forgiveness." Tony snarled. "I wouldn't be so sure about that." Bailey replied. Tony pressed the elevator button and it almost immediately dinged open. They arrived at the 7th floor and Bailey had a smug smirk on her face. "Jessie, I gotta tell you someth-" he stopped abruptly and gaped at the sight in front of him. Jessie Prescott, his girlfriend, was sprawled on the couch with none other than… Cody Martin.
A/N: So everything from chapter one will work up to this point. Please R&R! People who review get a preview of what's to come (provided I can send it to you)