AUTHOR'S NOTE: I'm back! I hope you guys don't rip my head off for that last chapter. Roman's too amazing to Jessimae and It was hard for me to write that last one. It had to happen though. Every story needs some juicy shit to it haha!
The only thing Jessimae's could vaguely hear were machines beeping throughout the strange room. When she fully opened her eyes, the only things she could see was bright lights, a nurse walking around and cords attached to her. "W…What happened? Where am I?" she started to panic. "Ms. Miller? You're fine, just relax. You're at the hospital, but you're okay." The nurse said, putting her hand on Jessimae's shoulder to calm her down and lay her back on the bed. "What happened?" The nurse looked at her clipboard so she could properly answer the small girl's question. "Looks like a drug overdose. Cocaine? C'mon sweetheart, you're too young a pretty for that stuff." The nurse smirked, rubbing her leg at the end of the bed, trying to make her feel better about herself. "C…Cocaine?! Why Cocaine? Why anything like that?" Jessimae questioned to herself.
She watched the nurse check her heart beat and play with the machines a little bit now that she was awake. What really boggled her mind was how she ended up here when her last memory was being at Tate's house. The nurse walked to the door way and looked outside. Jessimae heard her small voice call to someone. "Mr. Reigns? She's awake now."
Jessimae immediately felt uneasy. In no way shape or form did she want Roman to see her like this. He was going to be so disappointed. And that's when the worst thought hit her mind. Jon! She had sex with him. She was going to have to tell Roman that she cheated on him…AGAIN! Jessimae felt like she was going to vomit. Not only all of that, but Jon…he was gone, out of Ohio. He was all the way in Philadelphia starting a new life without her. Possibly meeting new girls? Forgetting about her? She didn't know what the fuck to think! Even though she tried so hard to not give a shit, but it was so hard. She didn't really understand the whole thing. Roman and her had gone on dates; they've had truly romantic moments and for a couple teenagers, loved each other unconditionally. Jon however, never took her on a real date, always brought her trouble and that whole situation with Saraya?...She wasn't even going to get herself started.
Slowly, Roman walked in with a sad look on his face and a black rose in his hand. He looked down on the tiny, pale girl, completely worried sick. The only thing going on in his head was: *Why would she do something like this? Cocaine? Drugs in general? Was she really this depressed?" He pretty much felt guilty at this point. Like he should've been there for his girlfriend more.
"Hey baby." He whispered, in almost a raspy voice. She could tell he had been crying not too long ago when she got a good look at his red eyes as he leaned down and kissed her forehead. "Um...Hey…" she replied, barely able to look at him. "Uh…I stole this from my mom's garden." He chuckled slightly, handing his depressed girlfriend the rose. "Why is it black?" Roman smirked down at her and lightly traced over the IV in her hand with his index finger. "I spray painted it…I know how much you don't like normal or colorful things so…" he shyly explained, scratching his forehead, and feeling extra cheesy. Jessimae felt like breaking down in hysterics again. This kid knew so much about her, and she felt so strongly about not deserving him at all. "Roman…That's the sweetest thing. Thank you." She weakly smiled up at him. "…Why didn't you tell me you were on drugs, Jessimae?" he finally blurted out. She was silent for a few minutes. She didn't know how to tell Roman that Tate talked her into snorting cocaine with him. She didn't know how to tell him that the reason she did it was to forget about the fact that she just had sex with Jon prior to her black out. The more and more Roman was in her presence, the more she was starting to remember everything. …The more and more, she started to feel completely trashy, and terrible all over again. She did not deserve someone like this.
"I wasn't 'on drugs' Roman. You make me sound like an addict. I just…tried it. That's all." She mumbled. "Well it almost got you killed. I thought you were smarter than that." She looked up at him a little stunned. She didn't know if he really did care about her this much, or if he kinda just liked being superior to someone with the way he spoke to her sometimes. Maybe it was just all this shit getting injected into her body making her think this way. Who knows?
"Peer pressure, Roman…I was depressed." She mumbled. Roman pushed her hair to the side and leaned down to peck her lips. Feeling his lips on hers didn't feel right anymore. Yes, she still loved Roman with all her heart, but all the guilt that has built up in her isn't making this work for her right now. "You okay?" he whispered, sensing a difference in her kiss than her usual ones. He could always tell something was wrong with her. "I'm…uh, fine. Just a little stressed and…creeped out. I don't like hospitals at all." She fake chuckled. "You'll be out soon, babe." He smiled. Jessimae could take this anymore. She couldn't take watching him smile at her and kiss her when she didn't deserve it. She didn't deserve to have him be so nice to her, and she couldn't stand being in the same vicinity as him any longer.
"Roman?...I um. Have a lot of shit on my mind with my court date coming up soon, and my sister and stuff so…if you don't mind…I'd really like to be alone right now." She stated, biting her bottom lip and twiddling her thumbs. Roman knew something was up with her. He knew when she was hiding something. This is exactly how she acted when she was hiding her father's abuse from him. However, she was jumbled in an enormous amount of situations right now that a seventeen year old shouldn't have to go through, and he was going to respect that. "Um…okay…Sure." He quietly replied. Roman leaned down to give her one last kiss, and he noticed how difficult it was for her to receive it, but he let it go. He, of all people, knew the way Jessimae could be sometimes. "I love you, Jessimae." He smirked, stroking her soft cheek with his thumb. She cringed slightly from hearing that. It hurt so bad. "I…I love you too, Roman." She whispered. And with that, he walked out of the hospital room, leaving Jessimae to lay back and sob for the next few hours while staring at the rose next to her.
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Jessimae didn't bother telling anyone that she was being released from the hospital today. She wasn't in the mood to see anyone at the moment. She was sickening herself with the thought that she cheated on Roman again. There was no way she wanted to tell him about it, but Jessimae never lied about anything, and her mother raised her to always do the right things.
She walked to the empty playground as it started to rain. Jessimae loved rain. She loved when it was so cloudy that it was dark outside, thunder was music to her ears. She sat on the swing and closed to her eyes as she lifted her head and felt the raindrops slide down her face. Suddenly, she had a sudden craving for that high again. A high that only cocaine could give her. She tried to fight it, but the feeling was overpowering her like crazy. Her mouth was watering for it. She wanted more of it. No, she needed more of it, and she knew exactly where to get some, too.
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All the noises that were circulating the living room were the sounds of Adeline's sobbing and her nose blowing into tissues. She jumped when Jessimae came through the front door. Jessimae looked over and saw her sister bundled up on the couch in her large comforter that Jon left there in complete hysterics. "Addy, what happened?! I didn't even know you were home." She panicked, hauling ass over to her highly upset sister. Jessimae was praying that Adeline didn't know about her being in the hospital and never planned on telling her either.
"Adeline, talk to me. What's wrong?" she whispered, cupping her sister's face with her left hand. "…Sami left me." She barely got out. Jessimae's eyes went wide as all hell. She was beyond confused. Didn't she and Sami just get back from a week at the beach together? Did she not tell her on the phone that Sami bought her a promise ring? They were together for three years. What the fuck is going on around here?
"W…What!? What are you talking about?!" she freaked. Adeline wiped her eyes with her tissue and thought of a good way to get this out to her sister. "He got scared." She whispered. Jessimae furrowed her brows. "Scared? Scared of what?" What could Sami possibly be scared of with Adeline after being together for three years? Wouldn't someone know everything about their significant other after being together for that long? Especially when you're young. "Jessimae…I…I'm pregnant." She finally got out, and began to break down in hysterics after it was stated. Jessimae stood off the couch and stared down at her sister in absolute disbelief. She was in a mix of emotions. There was a part of her that wanted to jump up and now that she was going to have a niece or nephew, but at the same time…she's very young with no father to the child. Jessimae wanted to slice Sami's throat. Adeline looked up and saw Jessimae tying her shoes with a heated expression on her face.
"What are you doing, Jess?" she sniffled. "I'm gonna beat the shit out of Sami that's what!" she shouted. "Don't bother…He's…gone." Jessimae was just about to reach for the doorknob when she slowly turned around and faced her sad sister. "What? Where did he go?" she asked, sitting back down and putting her arm around her shoulder. "He left for Philadelphia with Jon Moxley. I guess wrestling is more important than his child right?" she sobbed into Jessimae's chest. "Oh my god, Addy. I am so sorry. That was just a dog fuckin move right there. Look at me." She whispered, cupping Adeline's tear soaked face. "I know you're upset, and I know you're hurt, but you have me. You have me and I'm not going anywhere! If Sami doesn't come back, I'll be more than happy to help you raise this baby…Life's too short for so much sorrow." She explained, remembering when Tate said that to her once when she was upset. Adeline gave her a weak smile, but it faded when she took a good look into Jessimae's face and noticed her red, puffy eyes. "Why were you crying?" she asked. Jessimae just stared into her eyes and played with her sisters long brown hair. She didn't want to tell her this, but the hell with it. "Because Jon left me as well." She voice cracked. "What do you mean he left you? I thought you were with Roman?" Hearing Adeline ask that made Jessimae cringe slightly. "I am…that's what kills me the most because…" she wasn't even able to finish the sentence as she buried her face in her hands. Adeline knew exactly what she was about to say. Jessimae wasn't the only genius in this family. "Jessimae…you slept with Jon didn't you?" she whispered, praying that her sister was going to say no, but instead, saw a weak nod come from her. "It just happened. I don't know. I'm in love with both of them, but I should've stopped. Roman forgave me the first time, but now he'll never forgive me for this, Adeline. I can't lose him! I'm so stupid." Jessimae completely lost it. Adeline leaned up and pulled Jessimae into her and let her sob as she did as well. They were both going through some major shit right now and sometimes, the only thing you need is the comfort of your sister. For the rest of the night, they held each other, and cried, and tried to make each other laugh, while watching movies in the best way that two loving sisters could do.
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Jessimae woke up, still cuddled with Adeline on the couch. It still didn't fathom to her that Adeline was pregnant. She didn't bother waking her up and went upstairs to get ready for school. Little did everyone know is that today was going to be Jessimae's last day.
"Where are you going?" Adeline asked, seeing Jessimae going for the door. "I'll be back, I promise." She weakly smiled. "If you're going to school, can you do me a favor?" she asked. Jessimae nodded. "Can you pick me up some drop out papers? I'm not going back to school." She confessed. Ordinarily, Jessimae would be shocked at her decision, and quite possibly try to talk her out of it, but it's almost as if Adeline could read her mind.
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"Name please, sweetheart?" the receptionist at the school office asked the small girl. "Jessimae Miller." She answered. "Alright, one second." The lady said, walking over to the printer to collect the sheets. Jessimae looked at the school sign out clip board next to her and saw 'Jon Moxley' and 'Sami Callihan' written on it. She wanted to take it and throw it against the wall and rip the pages up. "Here you are, sweetheart. Just sit at the table over there and hand it over to me when you're done." She smiled, handing Jessimae the dropout paperwork.
She walked over to the empty table and began filling out the sheets when she looked up and saw Kristina, Maria, and Ashley walking over to her. This was not happening. Why, at this moment, would these girls be in her vicinity? However, Jessimae noticed that there wasn't the devious look on their faces that they usually had when they approached her. She was surprised to see Kristina sit down next to her with a weak smile on her face.
"Hey Jessimae." She whispered. Jessimae cocked her eyebrow and gave them a confused and angry look. "Um…Look, we saw the news and now we know why you always were the way you were. You were an easy target, but if we had known why…things would've been so different." She explained. Jessimae swallowed hard and put her pencil down. "So if you'd known that I had no problems at home, you'd still pick on me just because I was quiet." She asked, causing the girls to also swallow hard. "To be honest, probably." Maria chimed in. "Why?" Jessimae asked shaking her head. "Because we have insecurities too." Ashley mumbled. Jessimae sarcastically smirked and squinted her eyes at the three girls. Ever since standing up to Saraya, she's been pretty fearless with mean girls. "Well let me tell you guys something. Dimming somebody else's light...doesn't make yours shine any brighter. By the way you said that, it sounds to me like those insecurities are still hurting you. So obviously being mean to people isn't doing you guys much justice is it?" Jessimae stated. The girls just remained silent. They knew she was right. How they treated her over the years was just wrong and caused them no pleasure deep down. "You know Kristina, you could've had a really high chance of Roman liking you if you were just nice to people." She added. Kristina took a deep breath and nodded. "I know. To be honest, you guys are a cute couple. Um…overall, what we're trying to say is, we're really sorry for mistreating you all these years. After talking the other week, we feel totally guilty for you not living your school years being happy or having and fun. We really are sorry, Jessimae." Kristina finished off. Jessimae was absolutely silent. She didn't know if she should forgive these girls or is she should hit these girls. Right when she's about to drop out of school and end all of this is when these girls want to apologize? However, Jessimae knew the right thing to do was to just forgive and forget. If she was going to leave this school forever, she might as well leave on good terms with everyone. "Thank you. I forgive you girls. And I really appreciate it." She weakly smiled. With that, the three girls gave Jessimae one last friendly smile and left the office. The only thing she had on her mind was when Kristina said that she and Roman were a cute couple. If only everyone knew her real story.
"Here ma'am. I'm finished." Jessimae said, handing the papers back to the lady at the desk. "Okay, what I need you to do is take this clipboard and go around to all your classes and have your teachers individually sign you out." She said, handing it to Jessimae. She rolled her eyes and made her way out to the hallway. Oh how she was dreading seeing everyone. Most of all, how she was dreading running into Roman. She never told him that she left the hospital which is going to be the start of his annoyance towards her. How was he going to handle her telling him about Jon? She was going to have to wait for the right time to tell him that. The question was when was the right time?
"Thank you." Jessimae eagerly said, snatching the clipboard from her astronomy teacher. "This is very disappointing Jessimae. You've been my best student in this class for the seven years of me teaching. Jessimae just gave her a weak smile and left. There was really nothing she could say to her about that.
While making her way down the hallway, she saw Roman standing by Tyler's locker. She just wanted to run in the other direction and hide, but at the same time, she really wanted to see him. Perhaps surprise him even though she felt disgusting about herself. Just something about her really needed to be in his arms right now.
Roman turned around when he felt a small finger poking his shoulder. When he saw his girlfriend standing behind him with a weak smirk on her face, he felt his heart skip a few beats. "Jessimae! What are you doing here?" he very excitedly asked, hugging her tightly. "Just…taking care of a few things." She didn't have the heart to tell him that she and Adeline were dropping out.
He pressed his lips softly to hers and couldn't stop kissing them. God did he love this girl so much. "Whatcha got there?" he asked, trying to look at the papers that she had hidden into her chest. "Oh nothing, just some extra work from my teachers." She lied. "My little over achiever." He laughed, pinching her nose. "Hey Jessimae, you should come to my house tonight, I'm throwing a get-together." Tyler spoke up. Jessimae really, really wanted to go to, but she now had a pregnant sister to go home to. There was no way she was going to leave her sister in the condition she was in to a friend's place. "I would love to, but my sister…isn't feeling well and she needs taking care of." She frowned. "Alright, well what about tomorrow?" he asked. "Can't, I have court." she replied, causing Tyler to start fake crying as he walked off, making them all laugh. "You mind if I come over after school? I could help out." Roman asked. "Well, what about Tyler?" Roman laughed and stroked her cheek. "I'm with that motherfucker every day. I never see you." Jessimae smiled weakly and nodded her head. As much as she really didn't deserve to see him, she really wanted him there. She didn't know anyone that was a better comforter than him. "Alright, I'll see you after school." He smirked, pecking her lips.
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Her breathing was so soft, her snores, so quiet. She was the prettiest thing when she slept. Jessimae observed her sleeping sister as she pulled strands of her hair out of her face. Her cravings were killing her since she woke up. The sweat developing on her forehead, her hands trembling, and her skin feeling crawly were all signs that this needed to happen now. Jessimae couldn't take it anymore.
She made her way upstairs and barreled through her bedroom door and began digging in her purse. Bingo! There was her new best friend. A baggie of white powder that sent her to the hospital. However, she knew her limits now and definitely wouldn't pass that again. She pulled out her credit cart and dollar bill and consumed the perfect amount into her tiny nostrils. Her head was light and her eyes were changing. It felt great. It felt so perfect. It made her happy. Something she rarely gets to feel.
"Jess! Someone's at the door!" Adeline faintly called out in her weak, cracked voice. Jessimae wiped her nose and cleared her watery eyes. Quickly, she threw the substance back in her purse and shoved it in her closet.
When Jessimae opened the door, she smiled big and brightly. Roman stood there with two sets of flower bouquets. He handed one to Jessimae as he stepped in and made his way over to Adeline and handed the second bunch to the 'sick' girl. "Here you go, pretty girl." He smiled down at her as he kissed her forehead. "Awe, Roman. That's so sweet, thank you." Adeline smiled as she sniffed the colorful pedals. "You're welcome. Jessimae told me you were very sick today so I thought I'd lighten this place up." He stated, fixing her blanket on her. "With that smile, it's impossible for you not to." She chuckled, now feeling better that Roman was here.
Jessimae wasn't feeling herself right now. The cocaine was setting in. Her high was building up and giving her uncontrollable thoughts about this guy as she watched him smile and laugh. She wanted him so badly. Well, at least the drugs did.
"Roman I need to talk to you alone for a second." Jessimae spoke up; slowly making her way up the stairs hoping Roman would follow her. Gladly, he most certainly did. The couple made their way up the stair as Jessimae's mouth was watering for him. Little did Roman know, this wasn't truly his girl.
Before he could actually shut her bedroom door behind him, he was grabbed by the collar nearly man-handled by this small girl. She pushed him against the wall and unbuckled his pants aggressively. "There's my girl." He smirked, loving that she wasn't being depressed and distant right now. She got down on her knees and pulled his large member out of his confinements. After a few strokes and squeezes, she licked the tip of him and brought him into her warm mouth, going much deeper every time. He ran his fingers through her long black hair as he chewed his bottom lip. She started off agonizingly slow, but sped up as he got harder and harder. Using her hand as her little helper to pleasure him, he felt like he was going to faint. She looked up at him with an innocent look in her eyes as she went so deep that he hit the back of her throat, making her gag a little. This quiet, shy girl could be quite a magical surprise. "Mmm god, baby." He groaned as she tried to keep his eyes open. "You have the most amazing, hot mouth."
After a few more seconds, Roman couldn't take the oral pleasures anymore and wanted to be inside this lovely girl. He lifted her up and started pulling her clothes off, impatiently. When he looked down at her, he noticed an abnormal look in her eyes. Something about her just didn't seem there to him. However, he ignored it and enjoyed his girlfriend's intimacy.
Finally after struggling with her bra for a few seconds, he had her completely naked. He had never taken a girls bra off from the front before. She pulled his face to her and tackled his tongue with her own. They invaded each other's mouths while feeling up their bodies as if they were expensive art work. As he darted for her sensitive neck spots, he picked her up and laid her on the bed. Watching her knead her own breasts was making him even harder, to the point where it hurt. She grabbed two chunks of his long black hair and tugged on them hard enough so he'd look straight at her while he hovered. Slowly and seductively, she ran her long tongue over his thick lips. He pulled her thighs apart and worked his way down, kissing each of her breasts and slightly sucking on her rosebud nipples as he tickled her stomach with his lips. When he got to the skin right above her most intimate part, he stopped and teased that very sensitive spot as he brought his two fingers up and played with her dripping wet folds. "Damn, baby." He chuckled, feeling how soaked she was. He knew she was getting impatient when he felt her hand on his head and started to lightly push his head down to her very sensitive place.
While holding eye contact, he stuck his big tongue out and pressed his all the way into her bundle of nerves and began lapping at it. Jessimae immediately bit her bottom lip and grabbed at his roots at this amazing sensation. All it took was one lick and she thought she was going to cum then and there. "Oh god! Roman!" She moaned out loud, then biting her fist so Adeline didn't hear her.
Roman then began to insert his two fingers into her wet entrance and glide them in and out as he suck on her swollen nub. He quickened his pace, but stopped when he felt her start to quiver. He made his way back over her body with a seductive smirk as she sighed in frustration. She ran her fingers over his muscular torso and slightly clawed at his six pack, earning a sexy groan from him. "You okay?" He whispered, when he kept catching a glimpse of that 'off ' look in her eyes. She nodded and smirked at him as she gently glided her fingers up and down his back. "I'm fine. I just really want you." She mumbled, placing a soft his to his lips. He shook off his odd feeling and slid his rock hard member up and down her wet folds. The torture was insane. "Please, Roman?" She whimpered. That was his cue. He grasped his shaft and slowly placed his head into her small entrance. Moans, heavy breathing and lip biting were escaping from both of them. He pushed himself deeper into her and groaned more as he felt her nails go deeper into his skin. "You feel so fuckin good." He said breathlessly, nibbling on her earlobe. Roman started to pump harder, the deeper he got.
As minutes past, she was clawing at his hair, and was pretty sure she had teeth marks all over neck. He had been going faster and faster to the point where her thighs were killing her. She cupped his face and laid one more passionate kiss to him before she felt that feeling in the pit of her stomach. Roman felt her quiver underneath his large body and began to egg her on. "C'mon baby. Let loose, c'mon." He mumbled against her ear. She held onto his broad shoulders and listened to every word he said as she let her juices flow all over his pumping member. Roman followed her action by squirting his hot seed inside her. "Mmmm god, Jessimae." He let out one last groan into her neck when he felt her foot shaking back and forth tremendously. Her hands were shaking and her eyes were a little reddish. "…Are you sure you're okay?" He asked, moving her hair and looking deep in her eyes. "Yeah why?" She very quickly retorted, still shaking her foot uncontrollably. "You just seem...I don't know." He added, sliding out of her and sitting up.
Jessimae quickly sat up in front of him and couldn't wipe the weird smile off her face. If only Roman knew that his girl was higher than the damn sky right now. "I seem what? Boring to you? I can change that! You wanna dance? I kinda wanna dance! Let's dance, that's always fun!" She said so fast that he barely understood her. Roman watched her jump off the bed as she took his hand and pulled him up as well. She wrapped one arm around his neck and laced her fingers with his as he placed his hand on the small of her back. He was beyond confused. This was not his Jessimae. She was usually a very quiet girl who kept to herself, but now she's looking to throw herself on him and slow-dance naked with no music? Including the odd movements in her body and that crazed look in her eyes?
"Jessimae, Jessimae! Stop!" He shouted, staring down at her. "What is going on with you?" Jessimae scratched her forehead looked down at the floor. "I wasn't aware there was anything wrong? Why, does something seem weird about me? I feel fine." She rambled. "How longs it been since you've slept?" He asked, putting his hand to her forehead. "Since yesterday, why?" He walked over to his clothes and began to get dressed as she did too. Even high, she'd feel pretty stupid standing in the middle of the room butt-ass naked by herself. "See, you didn't tell you me you came home from the hospital, you've been really moody and distant lately...and now all the sudden you're all out for fun sex and...dancing? We may not have been together long, but long enough for me to know you better than you probably know yourself." He ranted.
Jessimae scoffed and shook her head she buckled her belt. "Really? Moody and distance was a problem to you? How fuckin selfish of you Roman! I'm sorry; I didn't realize that after five years of harsh beatings by my father, the death of my mother, me dropping out of school, and my sister being pregnant while Sami leaves her to move to fuckin Philadelphia with Jon that I wouldn't be a little moody and distant lately!" She shouted, getting louder and louder as that statement extended.
Roman was stunned. Why on earth was she dropping out? Adeline got pregnant? Sami and Jon...moved away? Why did he feel like he's been left on a cloud? What the hell was going on around here?
"What are you talking about? What do you mean you're dropping out an Adeline is pregnant!?" He freaked. Jessimae put her finger to his lips immediately. "Shhh! It's bad enough she might've heard me yell it. I'm not supposed to tell anyone." She whispered. "I can't take it anymore Roman. Being at that school. Those mean people, those dickhead teachers. I may be smart, but school isn't for me. An Adeline is dropping out too. She needs me, Roman." She explained. "You're too smart to not get your diploma, Jessimae. You can't suck it up for one more year? " He shot. She looked at him surprised. "No, Roman! I don't want to! I know what I want to do with my life and it doesn't involve that much book work." She retorted, crossing her arms. "And what would that be?" he asked. Jessimae didn't want to tell him that she was planning on being a wrestler. No, not because of Jon. It was always a well hidden secret kept between her, AJ and Brianna. With her knowledge of astronomy and physics, Roman would be quite disappointed that she'd put it to waste. "That's not important right now. But I'm not going back to school and I'm going to take care of my sister and do what I want to do!" she snapped. Roman was in disbelief. Who was this girl standing in front of him right now? She was not the same girl that he used to see walking around his football games by herself. She wasn't as coy as she used to be and was uncomfortable with that sometimes. "I'm sorry, Jessimae. You're right. It's your life and you do what you want." He pulled his hair back into a bun and finished tying his shoe. "I think I should go. You seem to um...have a lot on your plate." He said, standing up and walking to the door. "You're not mad at me right!? I didn't mean to yell at you, I'm just…" She started to panic. "No, just...a little confused." He mumbled, opening the door and making his way downstairs as Jessimae followed after him. She was worried as to what was going through his head. Was he planning on leaving her?...Even though that'd be smart considering what she'd done the other day.
He opened the door and walked to the front step and turned around to face her. Not waiting for him to make the first move, she leaned up and planted a gentle kiss to his lips. Roman just couldn't stop looking at her enormous pupils and twitching fingers by her sides. He was starting to figure it out more and more that his girlfriend was on something.
"You know I love you right?" She whispered. Roman nodded his head slowly and kicked a rock next to him. "And I love you too." He mumbled. He pecked her lips again, and made his way to his car, barely giving Jessimae a proper goodbye. He was just very annoyed with her right now.
You think he would be happy knowing Jon was gone now. From now on, he would have nothing to worry about with Jessimae. Or so he thought.
Jessimae walked back into her house and closed the door very gently behind her. "You know you're gonna have to tell him sometime." The small voice of her sister spoke up. She looked at Adeline with a very blank look, and made her way back upstairs for the rest of the night.
