Epilogue: Jessie's Escape

"And you will marry whoever I tell you to." Mr. Jones Chapter 10

"This is not over! Jessie, we are leaving!" Mr. Jones Chapter 10

"I took a leaf out of your book, I left." Jessie Chapter 15

Jessie Jones stood in front of her house with her current boyfriend, Andrew Johnson. Andrew pulled Jessie close to him, as he kissed her. Jessie kissed him back as she put her arms around his neck. Andrew pulled away from the kiss. He kissed Jessie's forehead.

"Happy Birthday, Jess. Are you sure you can't tell them?" Andrew asked softly, cupping Jessie's cheek in his hand.

"After what Anne did, they would murder me. I can't. I don't want to marry him. I want to marry you." Jessie whispered, kissing Andrew again. Andrew kissed her back lovingly.

"All right, pack your stuff. I will be waiting for your call. I love you, Jess." Andrew kissed Jessie once more before walking away to his convertible. Jessie walked into the Jones's Victorian style house. She saw her mom's car in the driveway and opened the front door.

Jessie went up to her room and closed her door. She pulled her suitcase out from under the bed. Jessie walked over to her door and locked it. She turned on her radio and walked over to her dresser. She started folding the clothes that were in it and putting them in her suitcase. When the dresser was empty, she moved on to the closet. She packed all her coats, dresses, and shoes.

She zipped the suitcase up. She took her backpack and emptied it of her school supplies. She had tested out of school early, without her parents consent. Jessie put her laptop, book collection, cell phone charger and stuffed rabbit, Bugs, into it.

She put the backpack on top of the suitcase. She heard the front door slam as her father returned from work.

"JESSIE! DINNER!" Her mother called.

Jessie turned the radio off and went down stairs. She sat at her place at the table and started to eat.

"I can't believe Anne changed her last name! I can't believe those people adopted her! I can't believe that we can't get her back!" Mr. Jones ranted.

"Pass the butter, Jessie." Mrs. Jones.

"Do you not care that our daughter is not doing what we had planed for her? That she refuses to marry the man we picked? That she will probably end up marrying a seven foot tall freak? Do you not care?!?!" Mr. Jones roared at his wife.

"It is her life, dear! She can do what she wants with it. Of course I care. But I would rather her still be talking to us, then completely cut herself off like she did. I just want her back…" Mrs. Jones said as she buttered her roll.

"I can't get her back! That family has legally adopted her. She is their daughter. I can't change that. I asked the lawyer. He says we can't do anything about it. The nerve of that boy! How dare he talk to me like that! He has no respect!" Mr. Jones said coldly.

"May I be excused?" Jessie asked quietly.

"Jessie, you hardly touched your food! Are you sick, dear?" Mrs. Jones asked putting her hand on Jessie's forehead.

"You may be excused, Jessie. Go do something useful. The nerve of him…" Mr. Jones said darkly.

Jessie took her plate into the kitchen and threw her dinner in the trash. She washed her plate then went back up to her room. Andrew was bringing food and water, thankfully. So if she got her appetite back… Jessie lay on her bare mattress. She had packed her blankets and pillow in her suitcase with most of her belongings.

Jessie waited until she heard the TV downstairs, before pulling her pajamas, an old tee shirt and sweatpants, out from her bottom drawer. She went into the bathroom across the hall, taking a small clutch with her. This was her and Anne's bathroom. Since Anne had left, it was only hers. Jessie took her shower, brushed her hair and teeth, then put everything in the bathroom into the small clutch. She folded her jeans and tee shirt and added them to her suitcase when she reached her room. She heard a knock on her door.

"Yes?" Jessie called, praying that whoever it was would not come into her room.

"We are going to bed, Jessie. See you in the morning!" Mr. Jones called.

"No, you won't…" Jessie whispered.

"What was that?" Mr. Jones called.

"Night, dad!" Jessie called.

She heard her father walk down the hall. She heard her parents' door shut.

Jessie looked at her cell phone. It was barely even nine. Fifteen minutes later she heard her father snoring.

Jessie punched in Andrew's number into her phone. He answered on the first ring.

"Ready, Jess?" He asked.

"Yes, let's go." Jessie answered.

"I'll be in your yard in ten minutes, Love." Andrew said before hanging up.

Jessie flipped her phone shut and put it in her backpack. Andrew had recently inherited a large amount of money and a house in New York. That was where they were headed.

Andrew wanted to be a dentist. He had been studying in private for years. His parents, like hers, had other plans for him. They wanted him to be a lawyer.

Jessie pulled her hooded sweatshirt over her head. She put the clutch into the pocket. She put her backpack on and grabbed the handle of her suitcase. She pushed her window open and was thankful for the fire escape her mother had had installed as a precaution. Jessie lowered her suitcase to the ground and climbed down after it.

Jessie pulled her suitcase into the middle of the yard and sat down to wait. Soon she saw Andrew's black covetable pull up beside her. She jumped up and pulled her suitcase to the trunk. Andrew met her there.

"No, Love, I got this. You get in the car." He said kissing her neck.

"Wait, let me get a pillow and blanket. They are right on top…" Jessie said opening her suitcase and pulling out what she wanted. She then went and got in the passenger seat. She put her backpack in the back of the car, behind her seat, after pulling Bugs out.

Andrew shut the trunk and came into the divers seat. He kissed Jessie's hand.

"I love you, Jessie. It is a four day, six hour trip, so you can rest love." Andrew said as he started down the road.

"I love you too, that's why we are doing this. Wake me when you want me to drive." Jessie said putting her pillow against her window and closing her eyes. She dreamed of a life without parental expectations. A life with Andrew…

A/N: There you have it! Choices is officially done! I bet you all are happy about that, since I got no f=reviews on it. I hope you all enjoyed my little fanfiction. XOXO lily