Sold? Oh Please.

As Jessie eyes fluttered open her head throbbed with such force she felt at though she might swoon. 

"Ar-gh!" She coughed out water that was abruptly splashed all over her. The purpose of the water met, as her eyes flew open. 

She took in her surroundings, suddenly realising her shivering body was due to the fact that she was stripped to only her underwear. Her body itched all over and when her vision cleared and she realised she was on a bed of grass it all made sense. She always had sensitive skin.

Suddenly a bright light came on with an abrupt sound so she made the conclusions she was in a sports field of some sort. The question now stood as to what she was doing in a field and worse half naked. 

"You must be wondering why you are here?" A distorted, robotic voice asked from besides her as a masked figure stepped out from admist the darkness. 

Jessie stared down at the figure even from her position on the ground and she tried to move away but the strength had left her body. "Who are you? Show yourself you coward!" She spat viciously. 

The figure began to laugh, suddenly his laughter began to echo next the spotlight on her widened and she saw about ... well not less than fifteen people all in masks surrounding her and laughing manically. 

Nothing told her to get up when she pushed her body to do so. Touching her aching head as she staggered, she looked down at her hand, blood. She was still bleeding. 

"Who are you? What do you want from me?!" She screamed. 

"What do we want from you?! We want you to pay!" The first? They were all in the same mask, so she couldn't be sure who spoke and the voices where all those distorted mechanical voices.

"Pay?"

"Don't you dare act innocent! How dare you live well when you killed two innocent people?!" Someone from behind her asked.

Jessie turned around quickly her wet hair whipping around her as she did. "I didn't kill anyone, it wasn't me please." She pleaded, refusing to believe this was real. It was dark and scary. She felt like she was in a nightmare and the thought of not being able to wake up from this terrified the hell out of her.

"Stop lying!" Another scream came, this one sounding more emotional that the rest.

"Fiona did nothing but love you all her life and what did you go and do? Kill her! Why?! Why?!" She screamed, grabbing Jessie hands and shaking her violently. 

Fiona?

"Stop! You'll give yourself away!" Another voice warned. The person shaking Jessie pushed her to the floor again. 

"I don't care!" She screamed, pulling off her mask she tossed it to the ground. Pulling of the voice box around her neck.

"I want her to see me, do you think this is unfair? Look at this" she pulled up her sleeve. 

Jessie looked at the tattoo and immediately she saw it tears fell down her cheeks and she shut her eyes in pain and regret. Unable to say another word.

Diana Fiona Flores

"Do you see this?!" She screamed at Jessie, it was the an iconic line from the first movie she ever acted. That line was what got her first lead role. "This is how much I loved you, this is how much Fiona loved you and you killed her!" 

Jessie put her hands together in front of her as she sobbed. "Please, please I'm sorry I'm so sorry. Please..." she cried.

"Sorry is not going to bring back my sister!" She cried.

"I'm sorry, please, I didn't do it. Please." She cried harder.

"Do you think you can still deny it? Even if you didn't, how dare you ever smile? How dare you think of being happy. How dare you date?!!!" She screamed.

Heavy tears full of hurt, and disappointment. Full of anger and resentment fell down from Jessie eyes. She was sad, heartbroken and angry at herself. She was right she had not right to live well. 

Even though she didn't kill these people, she was the reason they died. Her driver, Diana Flores, Steve...

Jessie went on all fours, putting her hands together before her she placed her head down on them and cried. Begging for forgiveness. 

"Isn't it too late?" The lady asked.

Jessie raised her head to look at the look of disgust on the woman's face, she looked at her like she wanted to kill her so bad but she was worth even less than her efforts.

"I didn't do it, please believe me. I promise I didn't.." she sobbed. 

"Do you know why I took of my mask? Because I didn't want you to think you're a victim. You don't have the right to call yourself that, after all you are still alive and breathing. My dear Diana isn't." She spat.

She looked up at the rest of the people and nodded. Putting back her mask she walked into the crowd. 

At first Jessie was confused until the first egg shattered painfully against her skin and she cried out in despair as they began to rain down on her.

After a few seconds she was covered head to toe in egg yolk, her eyes unable to even open as her hair stuck, glued to her body.

Her tears fell heavily struggling to flow down her cheeks with all the resistance and stinging. 

"Ahhh!!!" She screamed and kept screaming, sobbing begging anything she could do but it just wouldn't stop. They just wouldn't stop.

Next water whipped her from the back as it stung her skin painfully. A high pressure hose slapped her from every angle. When she began to smell it she realized it wasn't water, was that? Blood? Why was it red?

"PLEASE!!! PLEASE!! STOP!!!!!! AHHHH!!!" She cried. Eggs, water, taunts and mocking. She felt overwhelmed, it was too much! She couldn't breathe, she couldn't fathom the only thing that came to her mind was Jason.

Why I'm I thinking about him? That's right he's always just here when I'm in trouble, like the last time.

Suddenly everything stopped when the sirens blared in the distance and they all scattered in various directions as they ran away from the pending punishment. 

Whist every figure was running away one wasn't. With a figure and a dark silhouette that blocked the light, causing a illusion of a bright radiant aura. His steps remained gallant and purposeful. His approaching figure telling tales of hope.

Even through the trauma and the tremble of her body, she felt it. The butterflies in her stomach, the weak knees. He was really here. Jason.

Before he reached her, he elegantly removed the coat that flew like a cape behind him as he ran to her. Catching her before she hit the ground for a second time.

"Jessie!" He cried.

Even his voice was like Peace in this chaos. Damn she loved him.

She looked up into his eyes, wiping the stray tear that fell as he took in her condition. As soon as her thumb pushed the liquid away her hands fell limp, lifelessly hanging as he held her as she fell into the darkness once more.

"Hey! Hey!! Jessie!" 

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"Hey, do you want a cup of coffee?" Paul asked as he peeped into the room for like the hundredth time that night.

"No." Was Jason curt reply.

He hadn't moved from her side for the past six hours, he remained in moving staring intently at her sleeping form. 

Paul gaze moved from Jason to Jessie, she looked so much better than when they first found her. Much cleaner, her skin had less red blotches the more he came into the room. But she was covered in bruises, small cuts and purple stains littered her body.

It took everything he had and Krystal as well to stop him from killing the few assailants caught by the police.

Even now he was still shaking with rage, but a certain calm rested on his features as he stared at her.

With a sigh Paul left the room again, it would soon be day break but neither of them seemed to budge. He couldn't blame Jessie though but did Jason have to be so stubborn? Oh well somehow whenever he tried to understand Jason he imagined Katherine in the situation. And then it all made sense.

Jason took her hand in his and placed a soft kiss on her bruised skin. He felt so angry, so enraged, so hurt that this happened to her and he let it. 

"Hey, why aren't you waking up? I'm about to lose my mind here, I need you Jessie. I promise to never let you go away again, never. Not even if you cry blood, I can't take this seeing you like this. It shatters me. Is it too hard to just trust me? To let me protect you? Do you always have to be so damn stubborn?" He asked. 

"I would have said this is a perfect 'I told you so' moment. But this hurts even me, I can't breathe without you so why do you keep doing this? Why can't you just be happy with me? Why can't you love me as much as I love you?" 

But I do, I love you Jason.