The Threats
Authors note: This is still being written, please be patient and keep r/r it's really helpful. I promise I will finish it but little things like A Levels and coursework keep getting in the way at the moment. Hope you all enjoy the next part.
A few days later, Jesse was just finishing up his rounds at the hospital and was on his way out to the car. He was whistling and for the first in about a week, he was actually feeling happy. He was talking to all his friends again, and although none of them had understood why Jesse had reacted in the way he had, they all knew that he wasn't ready to explain and so they didn't press him until they knew he was. He had managed to get out of the building this time, he had tried it hours before, but had been held up by an emergency. Now all he wanted was a nice relaxing shower, a hot pizza and a good television show to watch before going to bed.
Jesse wondered through the door to the parking lot and walked over to his car, he opened up and dumped his bag onto the backseat before sitting down and starting the engine. Just as he was about to drive away, he noticed a piece of paper on his windscreen. He stopped the engine and opened his window and picked up the piece of paper. It turned out to be an envelope, with his name printed on it. Jesse opened it up wondering what it could be. None of his friends would leave a note on his car, and he was pretty sure it wouldn't be one of his colleagues either. Jesse decided the only way to find out would be to read it. He looked down at the note inside and shuddered, his good mood had just been ruined. It read;
I know what your car is Jesse, I'm watching you and I'm gonna finish what I started.
Jesse wondered who on earth would target him with such a note. It wasn't written, but was typed in a random style font, that looked like the letters had all been cut out of a magazine. It was more like something that you would find in a film, not in real life. It was different to anything he'd ever seen or experienced, and it scared him. Had it not have been his name, it wouldn't have worried him, after all his car wasn't exactly unusual around LA.
Jesse started his car and started his journey home, the note at the back of his mind. As he parked in his driveway and wondered up into his apartment, he felt every pair of eyes on him. Although it was probably not true, the note really had shaken him and he really did feel watched. He decided not to have the shower and suddenly Jesse didn't feel Hungry, he decided that going straight to bed would be the best thing; he might wake up and find that it wasn't true.
Jesse unlocked his front door, and as he did so he tripped over the mail which lay there since as he hadn't been home to collect it yet. He bent over to pick it up. There was a few bills nothing he particularly wanted to see, a post card from his Dad telling him what a great time he was having on holiday in England, that just made Jesse jealous, his Dad never did anything with him, except the one time where he got him into trouble and it seemed that all he ever did was gloat over what he was doing, which was always infinitely better than what Jesse was doing. The final letter was in a small white envelope with his name printed on it, Jesse wondered what it was for a split second before realizing that it was exactly the same typing on the envelope as the note he had been left on his car. Not really wanting to see what was written inside Jesse opened the envelope and let out an involuntary shudder when he read the word;
I know what your home is Jesse, I'm watching you and I'm gonna finish what I started.
He really had no idea what to do, he didn't want to tell Steve or Mark, they had done so much for him and he really didn't want to worry them. He considered going to Amanda, but he knew she would insist that he tell Mark and Steve, and his Dad would just be annoyed that he interupt his holiday. Jesse decided that the best thing to do would be to sleep on it, and give it a fresh outlook in the morning. So he threw the post down on the table and wondered into his his bedroom where he collapsed on the bed, too exauhsted by the events of the day to even get changed. Jesse was soon asleep, the troubles of the day left behind him for a few hours at least.
The following morning Jesse was woken up by birds singing, he had forgotten to set his alarm clock which mean he was a little later getting up that he ought to have been. He quickly went to the bathroom and dressed before rushing outside to his car in order to get to the hospital on time. The events of the previous day had totally escaped his mind and he didn't even noticed the open notes on the table as he left.
Jesse arrived at the hospital, in a happy mood, albeit he was about half an hour later than he should have been. As he was wondering through the corridors on his rounds he bumbed into Mark.
"Hi Jesse, I've been looking for you." Mark greeted his friend,
"Hi Mark, what can I do for you?" Jesse replied,
"It's actually what I can do for you." Mark continued leaving Jesse with a slightly puzzled look on his face, "You've got mail", Mark finished,
"Oh thanks Mark, you had me all confused" Jesse explained as he took the letter Mark was handing him. Suddenly he froze, it was a small white envelope with his name printed on it,
"Somthing wrong Jess" Mark asked gently as he noticed Jesse's face,
"What? Oh no, nothing Mark, it just reminded me of something, thats all." Jesse tried to assure him,
"You sure?"
"Yeah Mark, everythings fine, it's nothing." Jesse said more definitly this time.
"Well if your sure, I'll see you later for dinner." Mark finished,
"Yep, at 8:00pm your house." Jesse confirmed as the two friends parted.
Jesse decided to go to the doctors lounge to open this latest envelope which he really didn't want anyone else to see. Thankfully there was no one else around when he got there and he settled down to open his letter. To his surprise the envelope did not contain a treatening note, but an invitation to Community General's annual dinner party. For once Jesse was really happy the hospital decided to hold the events which he normally did his best to get out of.
Jesse finally decided there was no need to worry about the other notes, they were probably just a couple of kids having a laugh and trying to scare him. He decided there and then he would dispose of them when he got home that evening. In the mean time he would finish his shift at the hopital, not letting the notes get to him, and then he would have a good time with his friends tonight, it would not be a repeat of the last time he spent time with them. For the first time since last week Jesse finally felt he could continue his life as it was before.
Authors note: This is still being written, please be patient and keep r/r it's really helpful. I promise I will finish it but little things like A Levels and coursework keep getting in the way at the moment. Hope you all enjoy the next part.
A few days later, Jesse was just finishing up his rounds at the hospital and was on his way out to the car. He was whistling and for the first in about a week, he was actually feeling happy. He was talking to all his friends again, and although none of them had understood why Jesse had reacted in the way he had, they all knew that he wasn't ready to explain and so they didn't press him until they knew he was. He had managed to get out of the building this time, he had tried it hours before, but had been held up by an emergency. Now all he wanted was a nice relaxing shower, a hot pizza and a good television show to watch before going to bed.
Jesse wondered through the door to the parking lot and walked over to his car, he opened up and dumped his bag onto the backseat before sitting down and starting the engine. Just as he was about to drive away, he noticed a piece of paper on his windscreen. He stopped the engine and opened his window and picked up the piece of paper. It turned out to be an envelope, with his name printed on it. Jesse opened it up wondering what it could be. None of his friends would leave a note on his car, and he was pretty sure it wouldn't be one of his colleagues either. Jesse decided the only way to find out would be to read it. He looked down at the note inside and shuddered, his good mood had just been ruined. It read;
I know what your car is Jesse, I'm watching you and I'm gonna finish what I started.
Jesse wondered who on earth would target him with such a note. It wasn't written, but was typed in a random style font, that looked like the letters had all been cut out of a magazine. It was more like something that you would find in a film, not in real life. It was different to anything he'd ever seen or experienced, and it scared him. Had it not have been his name, it wouldn't have worried him, after all his car wasn't exactly unusual around LA.
Jesse started his car and started his journey home, the note at the back of his mind. As he parked in his driveway and wondered up into his apartment, he felt every pair of eyes on him. Although it was probably not true, the note really had shaken him and he really did feel watched. He decided not to have the shower and suddenly Jesse didn't feel Hungry, he decided that going straight to bed would be the best thing; he might wake up and find that it wasn't true.
Jesse unlocked his front door, and as he did so he tripped over the mail which lay there since as he hadn't been home to collect it yet. He bent over to pick it up. There was a few bills nothing he particularly wanted to see, a post card from his Dad telling him what a great time he was having on holiday in England, that just made Jesse jealous, his Dad never did anything with him, except the one time where he got him into trouble and it seemed that all he ever did was gloat over what he was doing, which was always infinitely better than what Jesse was doing. The final letter was in a small white envelope with his name printed on it, Jesse wondered what it was for a split second before realizing that it was exactly the same typing on the envelope as the note he had been left on his car. Not really wanting to see what was written inside Jesse opened the envelope and let out an involuntary shudder when he read the word;
I know what your home is Jesse, I'm watching you and I'm gonna finish what I started.
He really had no idea what to do, he didn't want to tell Steve or Mark, they had done so much for him and he really didn't want to worry them. He considered going to Amanda, but he knew she would insist that he tell Mark and Steve, and his Dad would just be annoyed that he interupt his holiday. Jesse decided that the best thing to do would be to sleep on it, and give it a fresh outlook in the morning. So he threw the post down on the table and wondered into his his bedroom where he collapsed on the bed, too exauhsted by the events of the day to even get changed. Jesse was soon asleep, the troubles of the day left behind him for a few hours at least.
The following morning Jesse was woken up by birds singing, he had forgotten to set his alarm clock which mean he was a little later getting up that he ought to have been. He quickly went to the bathroom and dressed before rushing outside to his car in order to get to the hospital on time. The events of the previous day had totally escaped his mind and he didn't even noticed the open notes on the table as he left.
Jesse arrived at the hospital, in a happy mood, albeit he was about half an hour later than he should have been. As he was wondering through the corridors on his rounds he bumbed into Mark.
"Hi Jesse, I've been looking for you." Mark greeted his friend,
"Hi Mark, what can I do for you?" Jesse replied,
"It's actually what I can do for you." Mark continued leaving Jesse with a slightly puzzled look on his face, "You've got mail", Mark finished,
"Oh thanks Mark, you had me all confused" Jesse explained as he took the letter Mark was handing him. Suddenly he froze, it was a small white envelope with his name printed on it,
"Somthing wrong Jess" Mark asked gently as he noticed Jesse's face,
"What? Oh no, nothing Mark, it just reminded me of something, thats all." Jesse tried to assure him,
"You sure?"
"Yeah Mark, everythings fine, it's nothing." Jesse said more definitly this time.
"Well if your sure, I'll see you later for dinner." Mark finished,
"Yep, at 8:00pm your house." Jesse confirmed as the two friends parted.
Jesse decided to go to the doctors lounge to open this latest envelope which he really didn't want anyone else to see. Thankfully there was no one else around when he got there and he settled down to open his letter. To his surprise the envelope did not contain a treatening note, but an invitation to Community General's annual dinner party. For once Jesse was really happy the hospital decided to hold the events which he normally did his best to get out of.
Jesse finally decided there was no need to worry about the other notes, they were probably just a couple of kids having a laugh and trying to scare him. He decided there and then he would dispose of them when he got home that evening. In the mean time he would finish his shift at the hopital, not letting the notes get to him, and then he would have a good time with his friends tonight, it would not be a repeat of the last time he spent time with them. For the first time since last week Jesse finally felt he could continue his life as it was before.