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Chapter 7

Jackie furrowed her eyebrows and tried to get up from the bed, but she stopped to look at Jason.

"Did you invite someone over here?" she asked him even though she already knew the answer to the question.

"I'll get it," he offered instinctively; but, she placed her on his chest to stop him.

"No... just ignore it," she instructed. She had a feeling it was her annoying landlord. He would always knock when he got wasted and thought she would screw him by threatening to evict her. She hardly had anyone come and visit, especially unannounced. So it had to have been him.

Jason laid back down and shut his eyes for a split second until he heard the knocks again. This time there were five consecutive knocks on the wooden door and they were louder.

"Jacqueline?" Olivia said out loud.

Jackie appeared confused and couldn't recognize the voice at first.

"Jaqueline, it's Lieutenant Benson and Detective Rollins. We met at the hospital last night."

Jackie rolled her eyes when she remembered the voice now.

"You talked to the cops?" Jason asked her in a worried tone as he sat up straight.

"No," she answered. "I didn't want to," She corrected soon after. "They talked to me. It's not like I told them anything."

"They're here," Jason reminded her.

"I didn't tell them anything," she answered honestly. "I swear."

"Fuck," he whisper-yelled as he got up from the bed and began pacing back and forth.

"We were hoping we could just talk to you," Olivia yelled from outside. She could hear someone moving from the other side so she knew the apartment was definitely not empty.

Jackie and Jason stared at each other. Neither of them had any idea what to do and it was clear in the way they communicated with their eyes.

"Go away!" Jackie yelled, causing her best friend's eyes to widen.

She shrugged her shoulders innocently.

Olivia felt a sense of relief when she heard the teen's voice, despite her words. Anything spewing from her mouth meant that she was still alive, which was a great sign.

"Listen, Jacqueline. We just wanted to stop by and make sure that you were okay? You left the hospital against the doctor's orders."

"I'm fine," Jackie answered in a lower tone. This time, Olivia and Amanda could sense that the girl was closer to the doorway than before. "How do you know where I live?"

Olivia and Amanda exchanged looks before the blonde spoke, "We got your address from Pete, your former boss."

There was silence from the other side of the door again.

Olivia knew the girl was attempting to process what she just heard. "Jacqueline-"

The teen interrupted her. "It's Jackie," she yelled, not understanding why they were calling her by another name.

"Okay," the brunette began. "Jackie," she corrected. "We just want a chance to talk to you about what happened that night. It's important."

"Why?" Jackie asked.

"Because..." Olivia paused. "What this man did to you, he did to other girls before. This morning we found a body of another young girl. Her name was Daya. She was around your age but she wasn't so lucky."

Without hesitation, Jackie opened the door and stared at the two women. She stared to the corner of the apartment where Jason was and let herself out, pushing the door closed behind her. She didn't want him involved in any of this.

"Daya?" she repeated her name. "She's dead?" she asked the two of them.

"I'm sorry," Olivia answered. "Were you two friends?"

Jackie felt lightheaded and clung to the doorknob to keep herself steady. "No," she answered honestly. "Not really… We worked together before. Then she got fired… You said Pete told you where I live?" she asked them in confusion.

"Yes," Olivia replied. "He had your address on file from when you worked for him before."

"Before?" she said. "Before what?"

"Before he let you go," Amanda answered.

Jackie stared at the woman in confusion. "He said he fired me? Why would he say that? I mean…" the girl stopped to think. "Because you two went to see him," she answered herself. "And started asking questions… Well, that's just great…" she put her hand on her head, realizing that she didn't have a job there anymore. She called in sick this morning, hoping that she would feel better enough tomorrow to go to work but now she knew that was a bad idea.

Olivia furrowed her eyebrows and studied the girl carefully. She noticed how her hand was clenched around the doorknob and her body was leaned to the side of the doorway for support. She peered in closer and saw that there was sweat beginning to drip from her face and she was turning a little pale.

"Jackie, you don't look so good," Olivia told her. "Why don't you let us take you to the hospital?" she suggested as she reached to place her hand on Jackie's shoulder.

"No," Jackie answered without looking either of them in the eye. "I told you that I'm fine. And… you've done enough," she answered. "Now, I probably don't have a job anymore so thank you for that. Really," she said sarcastically.

"Honey," Amanda began. "How old are you?" she asked out of curiosity.

Jackie gave the blonde a dirty look. "How old do I look?" she asked her.

"Fifteen, maybe sixteen?" Amanda answered.

Jackie shook her head. "I don't know any sixteen-year-old who can work at a strip club and rent her own apartment," she told them matter-of-factly.

"ID's can be faked," Amanda answered.

Olivia asked the question that had been brewing in her mind since she saw the girl at the hospital. "Sweetheart, where are your parents?"

"They're dead," Jackie said in a stern voice, to hide the lie. She honestly didn't know where they were or if they were alive anymore. But she hated being asked the question that she didn't know the answer to. "Are you two done?" she asked them. She was annoyed with them. More so, because she felt as if she were going to pass out at any second and they kept asking her questions that she felt were irrelevant to Daya's death.

"No," Olivia answered. "We're not."

Jackie felt her body begin to give in and her knees give up on her. "I'm really tired," she told them. "Can we do this another time?" she asked. Within seconds, the teen's eyes began to shut on her and that was the last thing she remembered before she felt herself losing control over her body.

Olivia and Amanda caught her before she could fall on the ground.