Two weeks had gone by since her kiss with Jon under the stairs during first period. Being a straight A student, it was easy for Jessimae to catch up on her school work that she missed while skipping class or not coming at all. Beings that all the actions going on lately, she sure as hell had been staying home a lot. Jessimae and Roman had been growing a little closer since he got switched to her homeroom. They share a lot of laughs and stories and were making it a tad bit more obvious that they liked each other. Jon on the other hand, was being neglected in a small way by her. It's not that she didn't like him, but the unexpected kiss made her feel kind of uncomfortable. With the stories she had heard about him, it kind of made her feel used and gross. Although, her mother raised her better than to judge people by what other people tell her.

It was after school and Jessimae saw Brianna and AJ running up to her. "Thanks for waiting, bitch!" Brianna joked. "Well, don't have gym for the last period of the fucking day and I won't ditch!" Jessimae laughed. "So how exactly did Addy to that to your face, doll? You never did explain that to us" AJ asked, changing the subject. "Yeah, every time we ask, you ignore us or change the subject." Brianna added. "I really couldn't tell you. It just happened so fast." She lied, keeping her eyes to the sidewalk. "At least it's almost healed." Brianna smirked. "Well, I got to go return this stupid ass book to the library. I'll call you two later so we can three-way!" AJ winked, and ran in the other direction towards the library. "So how have you been lately?" Jessimae asked a depressed looking Brianna. She was silent for a minute because she really didn't know what to say. It had been a year since Brianna lost her twin, Nikki, in a car accident. "I miss her. I really, really miss her." Brianna mumbled. Jessimae noticed her eyes welling up with tears so she thought it was smart to drop the subject. She slipped her hand into Brianna's and quietly started singing 'Boss Ass Bitch' to Brianna to cheer her up. It was her, Brianna, and AJ's song and it was certainly putting a smile on Brianna's face right now. "So what are y…" Brianna was cut off and was suddenly lifted up into the air, letting out the loudest scream. "SCOTTY! IM GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU!" she shouted. Scotty put her down and gave her a big hug in which she returned. Jessimae turned around to see Jon leaning against the light post lighting up a cigarette. "You okay?" he spoke up to her. "Yeah, I'm fine." She smirked. Jon pointed over to Brianna and Scotty, now walking to the end of the sidewalk and smiled. "Do I get one of those kinds of hugs?" He asked. Even though Jessimae ran off when Jon kissed her two weeks ago. She realized his liking for girls was a little much for 'her kind' to handle, but she couldn't deny that Jon Moxley was one hell of a dream boat with those eyes and dimples. He extended his arm out, still leaning on the post, and she walked into his body and held him tightly. She admired how much he smelled good, and little did she know that he was cherishing the vanilla sugar scent of her perfume going into his nose. Jessimae couldn't find it in her to let go of him and he wasn't complaining about that. Jon decided not to ask her why she ran off because he could tell she was a tad different. He rubbed her arm up and down and blew smoke out of his mouth while he watched Brianna and Scotty up the street. "Can I ask you a question Jessimae?" he spoke up. "Yeah sure." She whispered, now feeling very nervous, because Jon was unpredictable as hell. "Tell me something…What really happened to your eye?" he asked very sternly. Her lips slowly started to part and her eyes widened. *I knew it! I knew he didn't fucking believe me! What made you think he was going to believe Adeline did this?! God, Jess! You're so stupid!* she ranted in her head. Jessimae went to walk away due to having a loss for words. She truly didn't know how to answer his question. However, Jon wasn't going to take being shut out again an pulled her back. "No, No, No! How'd it happen, Jessimae?" Jessimae just stared at him in disbelief. She didn't know what to do, because there was no way she was at the point where she could trust Jon with her deepest, darkest secret, and she knew that he could tell if she was lying. "Well?...You going to answer me or what?" he asked. "Jon, what do you think happened to me?" she snapped while taking a step back from him. "Honestly, I saw the finger marks on your wrists a few weeks ago. The demolished face a few times this year…and last year. Nothing to this extreme, Jess. That fear you always have in your eyes. Something tells me that you have…" Jon was cut off by Brianna just as he was about to tell her exactly what he thought. Better yet…knew. "Jessimae! C'mon! I was supposed to be home already!" she yelled, pulling Scotty's arm from around her waist. Jessimae's hand was trembling, because she knew exactly what Jon was going to say to her. She knew that he knew what was going on in her life, because of the evidence that she unintentionally revealed. She couldn't have been more grateful for Brianna's interruption. Jon was still looking at her; noticing that she was incredibly nervous. She looked back up and him and whispered: "It's Jessimae." With a dirty look to go with it. And with that, she walked off around the corner with her friend. "We're not done, Jessimae!" he yelled. "What's going on with her?" Scotty asked, catching back up to his friend. "I don't fully know, dude. But I got a pretty good idea." He mumbled and flicked his cigarette into the street drain.

"What's going on with you and Jon?" Brianna asked. "Nothing. Why?" Jessimae sneered. "I noticed he's different around you. He's…nice, and calm. He actually takes time to try to get to know you." She said. "He's a questionable kid, Brianna. I don't know what to tell you." She whispered. "His behavior is starting to worry me. It's not like him to be like that around girls. I mean, what I've seen him and Saraya do…what a pig." Brianna scoffed. "Jon and Saraya have a thing?" Jessimae asked. "Duh! You never see them together? I was with her last weekend and she ditched me to go with Jon. They had sex like seven times in one day. Most girls at our school haven't even had sex at all yet!" Brianna stated with a disgusted look on her face. "That's um…pleasant." She rolled her eyes. It wasn't until Brianna said that when she realized how disgusting Jon was. "Hey, don't sweat it though. Looks to me like he's changing." Brianna said, smiling at herself because she couldn't believe she was serious when saying that. "Oh believe me, I'm not." Jessimae added. "Well, home sweet home." Brianna moaned. "I'll talk to you tomorrow." Jessimae yelled. "Alright, boo. See ya!" she shouted, going up her driveway.

As Jessimae was walking the rest of the way home, she came across the abandoned three story house at the end of the road. It was enormous and she didn't know anything about it, except the fact that everyone was terrified yet intrigued of it for some reason. Jessimae leaned on the gate out front and admired the house very much. She immediately grew attached to it for some reason and didn't want to leave. To Jessimae, there was something about this house that was screaming her name, and it just…needed someone. She was daydreaming how awesome it would be to move away from her father and live here by herself. There was no fear in her eyes about the legend this house holds from what her father has put her through, and if she did live here, nobody would bother her because of how terrified everyone was of it. She was smiling to herself when she caught herself having these ridiculous thoughts. "Hello dear." A quiet voice said behind her. Jessimae let out a small yelp and spun around to see an elderly woman dressed in an old time maid outfit. "Um…Hello, ma'am." Jessimae mumbled. "You like this house?" the woman asked with a smile. "Um, yeah I do actually. It's beautiful." She smirked up at it. "My name is Moira O'Hara. I'm a maid at this house. I've worked here since the mid 80's." The woman said, extending her hand out for a proper introduction to the young girl. "I'm Jessimae." She smiled, and politely returned the hand shake. "So who lives here now?" Jessimae asked. "Nobody. The former owners died in this house five years ago in a murder suicide. I cleaned the mess…you'd never know." Moira explained. "So no one's lived here in five years, but you still work here?" she asked. "Well, messes still come upon us either way." Moira smiled. "True. Well, I better get home now. It was nice meeting you Moira." Jessimae smiled back, picking up her book bag. "You too, dear." She replied. As Jessimae was starting to walk away, she heard Moira say her name. "Jessimae Miller?" she shouted. Jessimae spun around like a top at full speed when she heard Moira say her last name. She didn't tell this woman her full name, so how did she know? "What did you just say?!" Jessimae shot. "That man…that did that to your face?...You should probably get away from him, soon." Moira warned, and then walked into the house. Jessimae was completely stunned at what this woman just said to her. Never has she seen this woman before or even heard of her. How on earth did she know her full name AND about her father?! She couldn't take much more of today, and ran home.

It was nine at night and Jessimae was looking out her window in deep thought. She looked down she saw Adeline sitting on the patio watching the stars. Adeline jumped when she heard the door slide open behind her. She turned around to see her little sister step out and sit next to her. "You shouldn't be down here Jess. If he sees you…" Adeline was cut off. "I'm tired of hiding from him Addy. This is my house too, and I have a right to sit outside and talk to my own sister." Jessimae shot. "You're strong sis. You're really strong." Adeline smiled. "So." She added. Jessimae looked over at her and cocked an eyebrow. "…So?" she chuckled, mocking Adeline. "What were you doing at the Murder House after school?" Adeline asked. Jessimae's smiled dropped to a straight face. Just when she thought today couldn't get more confusing to her. "Murder House?! What the hell are you talking about Addy?" she asked. "I was at Miss. Katherine's house after school today to walk her dogs. She lives across the street from that house that you were staring at. It's known as the Murder House. You've never heard of that!?" She explained. "Why do people call it the Murder House?" Jessimae asked. "Because never has anyone lived in it where they didn't end up murdered. That house is cursed, Jess. No one's ever come out alive." Adeline stated. "Tell me more about it." Jessimae smirked, being highly intrigued by the houses history. "Well, the house was built in 1922 by Charles Montgomery. He and his wife Nora moved to that house from Philadelphia for whatever reason. They had a baby together, and not too long after that, they started an illegal abortion clinic for women who were trying to make it to the silver screen. Basically, one of the women who overcame surgery couldn't keep her mouth shut and she told her boyfriend what she did. So he broke into the Montgomery's house and kidnapped their baby, and gave him back a day later in pieces. People say, if you look in the windows of the house, you can see the spirit of Nora walking around in tears, mourning over her child. And, if you're really lucky, if you look into the basement window, you can still see Charles trying to do experiments down there." Adeline shared. Jessimae was trying to hold in the biggest laugh, but didn't succeed as she nearly choked on her cigarette from laughing so hard. "What's so funny?!" she asked, annoyed. "YOU! That story is the most bullshit story I've ever heard, Addy!" Jessimae laughed. "Let me guess! The maid that works there is a ghost too!" she mocked her sister's story. Adeline looked over at her sister and furrowed her eyebrows. "I thought you didn't know anything about the house?" she asked. "I don't." Jessimae replied. "Then how'd you know about Moira O'Hara?" she asked. "What did you just say?!" Jessimae asked wide eyed. "Moira O' Hara was the maid in the mid 1980's in that house. She was caught sleeping with the mistress's husband and that got her shot her in the head. She was one of many who died in that house. Including twin brothers in 1978, that gay couple five years ago, and probably a bunch more." She explained. Jessimae stared at her in disbelief. However, she didn't tell Adeline that she spoke to Moira today out front of the house. That would be the last straw for her, and Adeline would accuse her of being down right crazy. "Get your ass away from my daughter!" a deep voice yelled behind them. Jessimae turned around and saw her drunken father fuming behind her. The fact that he refers to Adeline as his daughter and herself not…really struck her. "Excuse me?" she snapped without even realizing who she was talking to. "Are you questioning me, bitch?" he spat. Jessimae just stared; growing terrified to say anymore and ran in the house. "Don't' you walk away from m…" "DAD! Just stop!...Stop!" Adeline interrupted him just as he was going to follow her. "What's wrong, baby?" he whispered, shocked. "I'm sorry for yelling at you, daddy. Just…Just leave her alone." Adeline whispered, and walked in the house.

It was a Monday morning at school after a long weekend of pain and suffering for Jessimae. That was nothing new of course, but she was glad to get out of there. After she was done getting her books from her locker, she was spotted by Roman. She knew that if Roman saw her then his three stalkers would be somewhere behind him so she ran. Jessimae let out a sigh of relief when she made it to homeroom, because seeing those three girls is the last thing she needed right now. She sat down in her desk and layed her head down, which she didn't get to do very long before someone said her name. Slowly she picked her head up and saw Roman sitting next to her in his football jersey. "Hey Roman. You have a game tonight?" She asked. "Yeah, I hate having games on Mondays." He chuckled. "Your face is healing." He added. She touched her face and made a fake smile. "Yeah, thank god." She whispered. "I'll have to have a talk with Adeline about this." He laughed, trying to keep their conversation going. Suddenly, the light bulb went off in Jessimae's head when she looked at his jersey. "Why's your hand wrapped?" he asked, pointing to her left hand and interrupting her thoughts. Jessimae would never admit that her father got so drunk last night and came at her with a knife so she used her usual pathetic excuses. "I um…was helping my grandmother move and I stabbed myself with a box cutter. Nothing major, just a knick." She chuckled, holding her throbbing hand. "Damn. With that dry blood on it, doesn't really look like a knick to me." He smiled. She didn't even notice the blood coming through the band aide until he said something which made her worry that he caught her in a lie. Roman just laughed it off and respected that it was none of his business and carried on with their conversations. "So you coming to the game?" he asked with hope. "Yeah, I go to every game with Brianna and AJ." She smiled, excited at the fact that she could tell he wanted her there. "Cool, cool." He smirked. They were both kind of silent for a few minutes while the morning announcements played until Jessimae got up the courage to ask him. "So what are you doing after the game, Roman?" she nervously asked. Roman's eyes lit up when she asked him that. "Nothing, why?" he smirked. "I was um…just wondering if you wanted to go somewhere with me tonight." She asked, not believing she was asking this to Roman Reigns, of all people. Little did Jessimae know that he felt like the luckiest guy on earth when she asked him this. "Did you have anything in mind?" he smiled brightly. Now she felt scared to ask him what she wanted to do, because some people may not have the same beliefs as she has and now she felt stupid. "Well, uh…I was wondering if you wanted to go…uh, to the Murder House with me tonight. I've wanted to go and my sister doesn't want to go in there and you're sitting next to me so…why not?" she smiled weakly. Roman just stared at her with a blank look. "The Murder House?" he repeated with his eyebrow cocked. *Ugh! Why did you go there Jessimae! He probably thinks I'm the stupidest girl ever for coming up with such a thing! Why not a movie or a nice walk somewhere?! UGH!* she rambled in her head. "Jessimae…I would love to go explore that house with you." He smiled, causing her to take a deep breath of relief. Roman loved the fact that she was just as interested in that house as he was. He had always wanted to go into that house himself, but he, too, was afraid people would laugh at him. "Really?! You want to come? I was expecting you to laugh in my face." She chuckled. "I wouldn't do that, Jessimae," he smirked, which made her melt in her seat. "Why would you ask me though? Not that I'm indicating that I don't want to go with you cause I do, but why wouldn't you go with AJ, and Brianna?" he questioned. "Do you know how fast those girls will run out if something happens?" she laughed. "True, true. I think you just want someone to protect you." He winked, completely making her heart melt. No doubt she thought Roman was insanely hot and she would love to see what those lips felt like, but his popularity overwhelmed the hell out of her. The bell rang letting them know it was time to go to first period. Roman stood up before Jessimae did and gave her a little tap on the chin with his index finger. "See you tonight, girl." He winked, and walked away. Jessimae was pretty certain that she was going to lose it if he winked at her one more time along with that touch. She couldn't help but smile from ear to ear as she watched him walk out. Jessimae was completely frozen in her seat.

"Okay, which sweatshirt should I wear? My Dragon Ball Z one, or my Ninja Turtles one?" AJ asked Brianna who was standing at her locker. "AJ, I could care less about your little kid nickelodeon outfits." Brianna moaned. "Fuck off then!" AJ scoffed. "Hurry up, third period's starting soon and you know how much I hate walking there by myself." Brianna complained. "GUYS!" a voice shouted from up the hallway. They both turned around to see Jessimae running towards them with a smile as wide as the universe on her face. That was one of the biggest smiles that either of them have ever seen on that girls face. "What's up, girl?" Brianna asked, smiling back, loving that fact that her friend looked so happy for once. "Guess who I'm hanging out with tonight?!" she excitedly whispered. "Who?!" AJ freaked. "You have to be quiet and not say anything out loud okay?" Jessimae whispered. "Okay! Just tell us!" Brianna laughed. "Roman Reigns!" She finally blurted. "Are you fucking kidding me?!" AJ asked getting wide eyed. "Dude, he's the hottest guy in the entire school…Better yet, the entire district!" Brianna said, shaking Jessimae's shoulders in excitement. "No offense, but how'd you score with someone like that?!" AJ laughed. "He got his homeroom changed to mine and we've become pretty cool friends since then." She replied. "That's awesome, but I thought he had a game tonight?" Brianna asked. "We're hanging out after the game." She smiled. "Oooh late night fun with Roman Reigns?" AJ winked, nudging her friend's arm. "Oh hush! It's not even like that AJ." She laughed, nudging her back. "Well, if you guys are leaving directly after the game, then you'd better find a way to distract Kristina and her skank posse because you know he's not leaving their sight. Poor guy." Brianna whispered. "Yeah, believe me. I already thought about those girls." Jessimae mumbled. Suddenly, Brianna's face lit up when she saw Scotty coming up the hallway. He, alongside Sami and Jon were acting like a bunch of fools coming their way as they usually acted in school. Jessimae couldn't help but roll her eyes when Jon came walking up with his arm around Saraya's shoulders. She wasn't sure as to why she let that bother her though. She was hanging out with Roman Reigns tonight! However, she did feel a tinge of jealousy that she was trying to hide…especially from herself. Jon hadn't even noticed the three girls standing in front of them, and when he spotted Jessimae looking at him, he slowly took his arm off of Saraya as if shame struck him. *How the hell is he going to kiss me a couple weeks ago, then hit on a girl right in front of me?!* She thought to herself. "What sweatshirt should I wear, Sami?" AJ asked. "Ninja Turtles! Without question." He replied, going through AJ's belongings in her locker. "I have to go to English." Jessimae blurted, walking past Jon without looking at him. He looked down at the floor feeling somewhat bad that Jessimae saw him with another girl. He tried so hard to snap himself out of this little phase he convinced himself that he was going through. However, he just couldn't get Jessimae Miller off his mind.

*THAT NIGHT*

Jessimae lit her cigarette as her, Brianna, and AJ walked to the football game about ten to fifteen minutes from their houses. It was already dark out and she was in a good mood since her dad was too tired to bother her tonight. Maybe he thought about his actions after Adeline yelled at him. "So you ready to go see Roman tonight?" AJ teased, poking her best friend in the stomach. "Oh yeah! I'm so excited!" Jessimae cheered. "So what exactly are you guys going to do tonight?" Brianna asked. "We're going to the Murder House!" she smiled mischievously. AJ and Brianna stopped dead in their tracks and AJ actually choked on her soda. "THE WHAT?!" Brianna shouted. "Baby you can't go there! No one ever comes out alive!" AJ shouted. "Will you two keep your voices down?" Jessimae whispered, shoving her friends so they could keep walking. "You don't understand Jessimae; it's not people making this shit up! That house is evil and you might not come out!" Brianna freaked. "Oh shut up! That's why I asked Roman to come!" she smiled. "Sweetheart, I don't think it really matters who the hell comes with you." AJ muttered. "Guys, I'll be fine. Besides, it's only if you live there. Those attitudes are exactly why I didn't ask you two to go." She chuckled. "Alright, whatevs. Do you boo." Brianna mumbled.

"ALRIGHT BOYS AND GIRLS! WELCOME THE NUMBER ONE HIGH SCHOOL FOOTBALL TEAM IN CINCINATTI, THE RED LAND BULLS!" The announcer shouted on the intercom as loud as he could. Suddenly the football team came running through the banner and cheerleaders to the field to start the big game. Jessimae kept her eyes out for Kristina, Maria and Ashley during the game. This was her night. Her night to hang out with Roman Reigns and not be a freak for once, and there was no way she was going to let them ruin it. "I spy a creeper watching you, Jessimae." AJ winked. Jessimae looked over to where AJ was talking about and she saw Roman wave to her, then put his helmet on. She happily waved back without hesitation and watched him run back to his team to start the game. "Awe look guys! The loser actually thinks she has a chance with Roman Reigns!" Kristina laughed, looking at Maria and Ashley. Jessimae, AJ, and Brianna just looked at each other and rolled their eyes. These girls just lived their life finding victims and tormenting them the entire school year. "What do you guys want?! Jesus Christ!" AJ yelled. "I want that thing right there to stay away from Roman! He's got me and that's all he needs." Kristina boasted. Jessimae had finally had it with these girls and constantly picking on her. They've had it out for Jessimae since the sixth grade and probably won't quit until they graduate. Jessimae took a deep breath and realized this was it. "Actually, I'm not going to stay away from Roman. Do you know why?" Jessimae asked, stepping forward to the girls. "Because Roman and I are hanging out tonight…after the game. By ourselves, without any of you! It's not a date; it's not a hook up…nothing like what you girls would do with him the first time you hang out. Not that I really need to explain anything to you whores, but…ya know." She stated, finally standing up for herself. AJ and Brianna were even surprised because they had never seen this side of Jessimae before. Though, the same time, they weren't really that shocked because everyone has their breaking point and they knew Jessimae had had enough of these girls. Kristina stared at Jessimae in shock, anger and most of all...jealousy. Kristina was in love with Roman, well, at least that's what she told people. Kristina slowly walked up to Jessimae so she was face to face with her. She really couldn't find any words to say to this girl, so she opened her coke and splashed it all over her. "I'm pretty sure Roman likes his girls clean…bitch." Kristina whispered with an evil smirk. Jessimae tried so hard to show that it didn't her. Her mother always used to say: Kill them bitches with kindness. That…is exactly what Jessimae did. "Oh Kristina, did you not know? Roman likes diet coke." She smiled, licking the diet coke off her finger. They all saw the smoke now blowing out of Kristina's ears. This girl was starting to get heated. Suddenly, out of the clear blue, Kristina was, too, covered in soda during her stare down with Jessimae. They all looked over to see who the culprit was of this drenching and it was none other than Jon Moxley holding an empty Styrofoam cup over Kristina's head. "Well, I guess that eliminates you on the clean scale too, doesn't it?" Jon smirked, mocking Kristina's comment. "UGH! FUCK YOU, MOXLEY!" she screamed and ran off with her two friends. "You alright?" he asked Jessimae. "Yeah, thank you so much, Jon. That was awesome." She chuckled, not even caring about what she looked like. "That bitch had it coming" he said sternly. "Oh my god! Jessimae, that was so awesome! Im proud of you!" AJ shrieked. "I'm not going to lie; I was scared she was going to hit me." Jessimae chuckled. "Oh don't worry; we would've jumped that bitch!" Brianna added. "Where are Sami and Scotty?" AJ asked Jon, who was laughing at the girls remarks. "Scotty's at the refreshment stand trying to pick up some girls to bring home and Sami and Saraya aren't here yet." Jon explained. "Uh…What did you say Scotty was doing?!" Brianna butted in. Jon laughed at Brianna's jealousy about Scotty. Everyone knew they liked each other and are eventually going to be together. Brianna just enjoys toying with him, because that's how they've been with each other since last year and they both have fun with it. "Yeah, he's tryna find some girls for tonight. In his defense, he probably doesn't even know you're here Brianna." Jon stated. "When don't I come to a football game, Jon!?" Brianna asked. "I'll see you guys in a few. I'm going to set this boy straight." Brianna chuckled, and ran towards the refreshment stand on the other side of the field. Jon looked at Jessimae and watched the coke drizzle down her face. "I wish I could give you something to clean that off." He chuckled. "Eh, don't worry about it." She mumbled, trying to wipe it off her shirt. "So, you're a…chilling with Roman tonight?" he asked, looking down at his shoes. "Yeah, why?" she asked. "Just…you know…I'm always free, and Roman's always got things to do, and people to be around." He stated, trying not to make it obvious that he was jealous as well. "Looks to me like you might be jealous, Jon." She smirked. He looked at her up and down, watching as she wiped some of her smeared make up off from under her eyes. Something about her covered in coke was turning him on, but he wouldn't show it. "Maybe I am." He chuckled. She looked up at him and smiled, almost sarcastically. "Well, why don't you wait for Saraya to get here? I'm sure that'll make you feel better." Jessimae scoffed, and pulled AJ's arm to walk away. Jon just stared at her walking away and whispered to himself. "You're not getting away that easy, babe. I like a challenge." And with that, he smirked at his own comment and walked off to wait for Sami.

*LATER ON*

"Jon Moxley totally likes you, Jessimae!" AJ squealed. "Well the feelings most definitely aren't mutual." Jessimae said sternly. Suddenly, Jessimae looked over at AJ and noticed her jaw was to the floor and pointing at the refreshment stand. She looked over to where she was pointing and they were both witnessing Brianna and Scotty tongue wrestling behind the entrance gate. "AAAHHH!" They both screeched and jumped up and down together. "Oh my god! I knew it!" AJ shouted. "I cannot believe this, but at the same time I can!" Jessimae laughed. "I hope you're doing that because we won." A deep voice said behind them. They turned around to see Roman standing there completely sweaty with his hair out of his usual bun. Jessimae almost melted where she was standing when she looked at him. "You ready, girl?" he winked. AJ nudged her friends arm to snap her out of her trance that she was just in. She hadn't even realized that she was creepily just staring at Roman. "Uh…yeah, but…I can't just leave AJ." She said, almost frowning. "Girl, go ahead. I'm all good here." AJ smiled, shoving her friend towards Roman. "Are you sure?" Jessimae asked, taking her friends hand. "It's fine. I would not be selfish enough to take you away from someone like that." She chuckled. "I'll just go cock-block Scotty." She laughed. Jessimae gave her a hug and walked off the bleachers with Roman. Roman took a double take at her and brought her to a stop when he grabbed her arm. "What happened to you!?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "What do you mean?" she asked. "Why are you soaked, and your hair is rock hard?" He asked, grabbing clumps of her soda hair. "Um…Kristina and a cup of coke happened." She said, as her face turned two shades of red. "That bitch, I swear. She so thinks she has a chance with me, but I'll tell you what, I don't associate myself with bullies." He said, taking out his towel that was hanging out of his back pocket and handed it to her. "Thanks." She mumbled. As she was wiping her face, she noticed the towels smelled like Roman and that gave her some good feels. "Let's go! Murder House, here we come." He shouted. "Well hush! We don't want the whole school showing up if they know you're going!" she laughed. "What are you saying? I'm so damn attractive that I swarm people?" he laughed. "Actually, that's exactly what I'm saying." She giggled, not believing she just said that. Man, did this girl need a filter sometimes! Roman looked down at her and smiled. "Can I ask you something?" he spoke up. "Of course you can." She replied. "Why are you so quiet? You seem like the type that's really fun and would have a lot of friends." He admitted. "Well, I used to be like that a few years back, but then…then my mom died and I guess it changed me. I became distant, and wanted to be isolated from everyone and everything so much. Adeline, AJ, and Brianna are all I've had in the past five years and they're all I really need. "So you don't need me?" Roman asked. "Well, maybe if we keep hanging out more, then I'll realize if I need you." She smiled, as her cheeks turned red. "Nope, I'm hurt. You just told me that you don't need me. That's it!" he joked, walking away in the opposite direction. "Roman! I was joking! Come back!" she laughed. "Nope! I'm leaving!" he laughed, trying to hold back his smile. Jessimae ran up and jumped on his back in a piggy-back ride position. "He put his hands on the bottom of her thighs and pushed her up farther and proceeded to walk down the street with her on his back. "I'm probably getting coke all over you." She chuckled. "Oh I don't care. I'm about having fun, not what I look like." He laughed. After about ten minutes, Roman stopped walking and turned his head towards Jessimae's. "By the way…I'm sorry about your mom, Jessimae. And I'm sorry that it damaged you the way it did. You're a cool ass girl, and deserve more than what people treat you like." He whispered. She really didn't have any words to give him a reply so the only thing she did was smile at him as she twisted his long black hair around her finger. There was something about him that really brought the old Jessimae out of her. She wasn't afraid around this kid, and in the past couple weeks that they became pretty cool friends, she felt somewhat safe around him. Kind of like how AJ and Brianna bring her out. She enjoyed that, and she knew they were going to make even greater friends in the near future. Her eyes were drawn away from his when she noticed a big house at the end of the street that you just couldn't miss. "Look, there it is, Roman." She whispered. Roman began walking with Jessimae on his back towards the Murder House.

"Well…you ready?" he asked. "Hell yeah." She chuckled. Roman tried to open the gate but noticed it was padlocked. "Damn it!" she shouted. "Let's climb it." He suggested. "Roman that's like ten feet." He looked over at her with a straight face. "You want to go into the Murder House, Jessimae…known to be filled with ghosts, and people that apparently never come out alive and you're worried about climbing a ten foot fence?!" he laughed. "Touché." She giggled. "I'll go first." He said, as he began to climb. Roman was very athletic and quick so he was over that gate in about five seconds. "You ready?" he asked from behind the gate. Jessimae nodded and began to climb the fence. It wasn't easy for her beings that she wasn't on a sports team for years. Finally, she made it to the top of the fence and now she began to panic. "Roman, I can't do it." She freaked. "Yes, you can! I guarantee you you're coming down cause I'm not leaving you up there!" he laughed. "Just jump!" he added. "Are you crazy!?" she shouted. "Have you seen me?!Trust me, I'll catch you, Jessimae!" he smiled. He was right. He was a huge kid and no doubt he was going to catch her, but that didn't take away her fear of heights. "Come on, you can do it." He motivated her. She took a deep breath and jumped as he said and landed in his arms. However, Roman's legs couldn't take the momentum of her jump and collapsed under him and he fell on his back. Jessimae was lying on top of him and looked down into face. "Sorry about that." She whispered as they were both giggling at each other. "It's all good, my legs were weaker than I thought." He laughed. "Are your eyes grey?" she asked. "Yeah, it's weird, I know." He chuckled. "No…It actually looks cool." She smirked. "I can see yours are blue." He mentioned. "Yeah, weird I know." She mocked. They stared for a couple more seconds until Jessimae suddenly felt overwhelmed in the position and climbed off of Roman. "We should uh…probably try and get in now." She stammered. "Yeah, it's getting late." He chuckled, wiping the dirt off of his shirt. They walked up the steps and tried to open the door, but unfortunately it was locked. "Shit." She whispered. "C'mon let's go see of the back door is open." He suggested, grabbing her arm and running around back. Luckily for them, the back door was open and they slowly made their way in. It was a dark, creepy, and damp basement. Their minds started playing tricks on them and they began hearing noises left and right, immediately. "Maybe we should've brought flashlights." Roman chuckled. "I can't see a fucking thing." She whispered back. Suddenly, after she said that to him, she felt a big, smooth, warm hand slide into hers. As if this night couldn't get any better. It was the most surreal thing she'd ever experienced. "C'mon, let's see if we can get upstairs." He said quietly, pulling her in his direction. "Jessimae" a creepy voice whispered. "Yeah?" she asked, looking up at Roman. "What?" he questioned. "You just said my name." she replied. Roman looked down at her and raised his eyebrow. "No I didn't." he chuckled. "I just heard you say my name." She went on. "Jessimae, I didn't say anything. I swear on my sisters life." He said in all seriousness. She looked around the basement, scooting closer to Roman's side and really started to get scared. "Well…somebody did." She whispered, very frightened. Roman looked around the room with her and started to feel nervous himself. "Let's hurry up and get upstairs." He whispered. Together they found the steps and made their way up to the second floor. "Thank god! I was getting really scared down there." She laughed. "Man, how long's it been since someone's lived here?" he asked, wiping the dust off the wall. "Adeline told me it's been about five years or so. Before that couple, it was about twenty years or so." She replied. "Damn." He added.*BOOM* A huge bang from upstairs made Jessimae and Roman nearly jump out of their skin. "What the hell was that?!" she freaked out. "We are the only one's here right?" he asked. "I sure as hell hope so!" she chuckled. "Let's go see!" he smiled, sadistically. "Are you serious?!" she panicked. "Hey, you're the one who wanted to come here." He chuckled, as he made his way to the stairs. "I'll stay down here…No way in hell am I going up there." She smirked. "Jessimae! C'mon!" he moaned. "That bang was really loud, Roman. Have fun!" she joked. Roman made his way upstairs to investigate the loud bang while Jessimae made her way around the living room. She came across a creepy door and tried to open it, but it was fairly sticky. Finally, after a hard tug she opened up the door to see an empty, tore up closet that had writing and scratches all over it. It made her feel slightly uncomfortable but she was somewhat intrigued at the same time. "I wonder who did this?" she whispered to herself. Suddenly, a forceful push to Jessimae's back caused her to hit the back of the closet wall, face first. The door slammed shut just as she was about to run out. With all her power she tried to open the door, but was not successful. "Jessimae" a voice whispered behind her. She couldn't bring herself to look back as she was so scared that tears began to stream down her cheeks. "Roman?" she finally spoke up in sheer terror, even though she knew it wasn't even possible to be Roman, because he was all the way upstairs. "Roman's gone." The voice replied, as if someone was standing an inch from her ear. Jessimae began to bang on the locked closet door with all her might as she had never been this scared before in her life. "ROMAN! ROMAN, PLEASE! HELP ME! ROMAN!" she pounded so hard she could've sworn she heard some wood on the door break when all the sudden the closet door swung open and none other was Roman standing there with a very worried look on his face. Jessimae ran into him and buried her face into his chest as he locked his arms around her. "What happened?! What's wrong Jessimae?!" he panicked. "Get me out of here, Roman! Please just get me out of this fucking place." She cried into him as he rubbed her long hair down. "Okay, okay let's go." He whispered, taking her hand and both of them darting for the front door. After a minute of Roman trying to get the front door opened, he was finally successful and pushed Jessimae out first and slammed the door behind him. Jessimae was so scared that, this time, she got over that gate in no problem as did Roman. They ran and ran until they got about two blocks away and finally stopped in front of the little store. "What the hell happened to you?" he asked, breathlessly. "You couldn't tell? I got locked in the damn closet. Something pushed me in there!" She replied. "It wasn't locked when I opened it." He said. She ran her fingers through her long hair and took one last deep breath. "Well, I don't know what happened, but I couldn't get the damn door open." She said, burying her face in her hands. Roman walked up to her and put his arm around her shoulders and rubbed up and down when he saw how scared she still was. "C'mon, let me walk you home." He offered. "Oh, Roman it's late, you don't have to do that." She chuckled. "I know, but I want to." He smiled. She couldn't help but turn red and smile widely back when she looked up at him. His smile really knew how give a girl feels. "Um…Okay." She smiled. Relieved that all it took was one look at this boy's face, and her fear was gone.

It was a perfect night as far the weather goes. The stars were out, people were asleep and she was walking down the street with Roman Reigns. Jessimae was on cloud 9…well, disregarding what happened at the Murder House. They made it to Jessimae's development and stopped at the entrance. "I'll walk the rest of the way by myself. It's late, you should get home now, Roman." She smiled. "You sure?" he asked. "Yeah, just be careful okay?" she replied. Roman smirked down at her and started leaning into her, slowly. She suddenly felt so nervous about what he was doing that her legs just froze and she didn't even notice that she started to hold her breath. However, he didn't do what she thought he was going to as he planted a sweet, light kiss to her cheek and stood back up. "I promise, I'll be careful." He winked and turned around. Her whole body felt hot and she still couldn't find herself to move even though he was about three minutes down the street now. "Hey Roman!" she yelled, as she finally snapped out of it. He turned around and looked at her with curiosity. "Let's keep what happened between you and me, ok?" she laughed. Roman gave her another smirk and nodded his head. "You got it!" he replied, and continued his journey home.

Jessimae walked in her house and closed the door very softly so she didn't wake up her father. That was probably the only cool thing about her father, is that he didn't care when she or Adeline came home. As long as they came home at all. She also didn't know the last time her father actually slept in his own bed. Jessimae made her way to the kitchen to make a sandwich before she went to bed and caught sight of Adeline reading a book at the table with a smirk on her face. "What's up?" Jessimae asked. "Oh nothing." She replied, still smirking at her sister. As she laid the bread and lunch meat on the table she took one last look at Adeline and noticed she was still giving her that I know something about you look. "What Addy?!" she asked, getting frustrated. "So uh…When were you planning on telling me you hung out with Roman Reigns tonight?" she asked. "How did you know about that?" Jessimae asked, cocking her eyebrow. Adeline stood up and closed her book. "Do you not know what school we go to?" she chuckled. "So how was it?" Adeline added. "Eh, nothing major. Just…hung out." Jessimae smirked, still thinking about Roman's sweet, gentle kiss to her cheek with those big Samoan lips. "Are you kidding me, Jess?! This is Roman Reigns we're talking about!" she laughed. "I know, but it really wasn't anything big. We've been friends for a few weeks now so it wasn't like a date or anything." Jessimae replied. "Whatever you say, hot shot." Adeline winked. "Just go to bed Addy." She smiled, pushing her sister out of the kitchen.