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Love is Strong	By : harry102 Category: +M through R > New Adventures of Jonny Quest, The Views: 8124 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Estella watched with both interest and concern as four kids walked one by one from the same balcony. First was Jessie, who looked upset and went straight to her father. They spoke for a few minutes and then she left in a hurry. Next came Jordan, who also looked upset, and was heading to cut-off Jessie’s escape only to be intercepted by Race. The two of them had a very short conversation before Jordan continued his pursuit of Jessie. Then came Jonny, who also went right to Race. They talked for a few minutes, as well, and then Jonny headed in the same direction as both Jordan & Jessie. Finally, came the President’s niece with a smile on her face. ‘Hopefully, this is a good sign,’ Estella thought.

She was there when the President was talking Jonny up to Jasmine, and she fully supported the endorsement in the hopes that they would hit it off and Jessie would see. She couldn’t contain the smile that graced her face. This night was looking up.

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“Daddy, can I talk to you real fast?” Race heard Jessie interrupt his conversation.

“What’s wrong baby?” he asked, pulling her aside and immediately noticing her distress.

“Can I have your credit card to go check into the hotel now?” she asked quickly, stealing a glance over her shoulder to see Jordan coming towards them. “Please,” she begged.

“We need to talk later,” he told her and she nodded. “I love you more than anything,” he then whispered and she couldn’t help but smile.

“I love you too,” she replied, kissing him on the cheek and then hurrying towards the exit to catch a cab.

Race didn’t know what was going on, but he did know that his daughter was upset and he could guess the cause, which was a guy he disliked from the moment he laid eyes on him, and a guy that was trying to head Jessie off at the door. Race didn’t know what was going on, but he intended on helping his daughter with her getaway.

“Jordan…hold up,” Race ordered, grabbing the young man by the arm and effectively squashing his attempt to catch up with Jessie.

“What?” Jordan asked, not even trying to hide his annoyance.

“Excuse me?” Race asked, crossing his arms and placing himself between Jordan and the exit.

“Sorry,” Jordan apologized quickly. “I’m just in a hurry here.”

“She wants to be left alone,” Race clarified.

“Look, she’s mad at me. I get that. All I want to do is apologize and nothing you can do is gonna stop me,” Jordan proclaimed.

“Boy, you have no idea how lucky you are that we’re not alone right now,” Race told him.

“Well then let me just take my good luck and go,” Jordan shot back, pushing his way past Race and continuing his chase.

Race was fuming and thanking God at the same time. At least his daughter had admitted to having no feelings for this guy. Now, he just has to hold it together until Jessie figures out what she wants, so he can throw Jordan out of all their lives…literally. He was so caught up in his annoyance and anger in that moment that he almost knocked Jonny over, who had been approaching him from behind to ask a question.

“Whoa…you alright man?” Jonny asked, putting his hands up in a faux defense posture and taking a step back.

“Yeah…no…sorry. You just startled me,” Race replied. “What’s up?”

“Have you seen Jess?” Jonny asked. “I need to talk to her.”

“She’s a popular girl tonight. Do you know what’s going on?” Race questioned.

“Uh…well,” Jonny hedged, but Race was having none of it.

“Out with it now,” he demanded.

“I know she and Jordan were fighting about something, but I don’t know what,” he answered.

“And?” Race pushed, knowing that Jonny wasn’t telling him everything.

“And,” Jonny continued slowly. “They took it out onto the balcony…where I already was… and I may have lost my cool a little. So now she’s mad at me and I just wanted to apologize,” he finished.

“Why did you lose your cool?” Race asked, knowing that Jonny probably had a good reason and wanting to know what it was.

“It wasn’t a big…” he started, but Race cut him off.

“Jonny, I’m not in the mood. What happened?” he asked quietly, but forcefully.

“I don’t know why they’re arguing,” he reinforced. “All I know is that they both came out onto the balcony upset, he kinda grabbed her to try and apologize, but she was angry and told him not to touch her. Next thing I know, I see him trying to grab her again, so I put him on the ground. I mean, I know he wasn’t trying to hurt her or anything, but she said that she didn’t wanna be touched and that was all I heard in the moment. So when I saw him coming towards her again, I just went after him. I didn’t even think about it. I can’t help it. I never could,” he laughed a little. “Anyways, Jess always gets so mad at me for doing it. So do you know where she is, so that I can find her, she can scream at me for a while, and then things can get back to normal?” he finished with a sigh.

“She left to go check into the hotel,” Race informed him. “And that little prick was hot on her trails, so do me a favor and go watch out for her. I know she can take care of herself, but I’d feel better if you just went to check on her. She seemed pretty upset when I talked to her.”

“Ok, no problem,” Jonny replied distractedly, knowing that, once again, he was probably the main reason that Jessie was so upset, but he wasn’t about to admit that to Race.

“Hey Cowboy,” Race called after him.

“Yeah?” Jonny asked, turning around.

“Take care of my little girl,” he told him.

“Always,” Jonny replied, meaning it more than anything and promising himself that he’d do a better job of it from now on.

Race felt mildly better, knowing that Jonny was headed to the hotel, but he sincerely hoped that the two of them would get it together already, so he wouldn’t have to kill Jordan in the process. ‘Finding a place to hide the body isn’t as easy as it used to be,’ he thought to himself, only half kidding.

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Jessie was extremely thankful to Dr. Quest for booking rooms at a hotel only a few miles from the party. She was in her room, out of her dress, and on her bed eating a ridiculously expensive cookie from the mini bar within thirty minutes. She was trying really hard the whole time not to think about Jonny, but couldn’t help it. The confusing part was that her feelings would change every other minute, which was a pretty accurate description of how he made her feel in general. All jumbled up.

At first, she was hurt and angry that he was with another girl, but, then again, she was with another guy. She knew she was being a hypocrite, but the mental picture that she had of the two of them on the balcony made her stomach feel like it was on fire. She’s so mad at him, and she’s so mad at herself, and she’s so frustrated with Jordan. She wants to be left alone, but she also wants Jonny to come through that door and hold her all night. His arms always make her feel better.

At that thought, she heard a knock to her door, and a huge sigh escaped her lips. Then she heard the door open, and Jordan came into her view before she could even make it off the bed.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing? How did you get a key to my room?” she demanded.

“I’m resourceful, sweetie. You should know that by now,” he told her. “I always get what I want, and tonight I wanted to apologize to you. I knew you wouldn’t let me in, so I figured out another way to get in,” he smiled, flashing a keycard to her room. “I love you, and I wasn’t gonna let you fall asleep tonight until I could tell you that face to face. No matter what I had to do,” he finished, looking all proud of himself.

“Am I supposed to be impressed or something?” she asked. “Wow, you paid off a dumbass bellboy to get a key to my room. You’re amazing. How could I ever be angry with a catch like you? Take me now, baby,” she replied sarcastically.

“You’re unbelievable,” he said in disbelief, and then took a deep breath before starting back at her with anger. “Don’t worry. I didn’t really think you’d go so far as to let your own boyfriend touch you. Every time I do, you freeze up like a fucking five year old anyway. Seriously… is there something wrong with you?” he asked vindictively. “Because I think I’ve been pretty patient, but no man will put up with this shit forever, ya know. Not even your precious Jonny,” he whispered fiercely. “Hell, I’m starting to see why he’s never asked you out. He’s smarter than I gave him credit for. I guess living with you gave him the inside track. He could tell that you were destined to become a goddamned Ice Queen…,”

“Do you have a fucking death wish?” Jonny suddenly boomed from the doorway of her room, walking in slowly and slamming the door behind him. On the cab ride over, he had promised himself that he’d try his best to keep things from getting physical again, but he doesn’t think that’s gonna happen after hearing the way Jordan was speaking to her. He had held back for a second waiting for Jessie to go off on him, but she was taking too long.

“This is between myself and Jess,” Jordan yelled. “Will you just let us handle our business?” he asked in an annoyed tone. “Jesus Christ, you’re there every time I fucking turn around. Why don’t you get your own life?”

“Get out,” Jonny told him, ignoring his comments and realizing the moment he laid eyes on Jessie that it was gonna be a lot harder than he originally anticipated not to throw Jordan off the balcony. She was just staring into space with a blank expression on her face, and when she made eye contact with him, he saw something that he couldn’t place. He couldn’t imagine that the conversation between herself and Jordan had gotten much worse than what he had just witnessed, but he didn’t know that for sure and didn’t care to find out. He just wanted to make her feel better.

“Get out,” he said again, placing himself between Jordan and Jessie. “Don’t make me throw you out,” Jonny warned, when Jordan made no move to leave.

“Jessie,” Jordan called. “Listen, I’m…”

“DO NOT make me say it a third time, you dumb fuck,” Jonny interrupted slowly.

“Don’t make me hurt you,” Jordan laughed. “Look, I’ve been very patient with you, but that’s only because you’re Jessie’s friend. Actually, you’re her sad little friend. You know, that clueless one that just doesn’t know when to step the fuck back and realize that she’s grown up and found a real relationship. You’re pathetic,” he finished.

“Was that my cue to go running from the room crying?” Jonny asked with a laugh that indicated way more confidence than he felt, crossing his arms and not moving an inch.

“Get out,” Jessie suddenly piped into the conversation, and Jonny held his breath. He was 99 sure that she was talking to Jordan, but there was always a chance he was wrong.

“You heard her,” Jordan started, coming towards Jonny.

“Jordan,” she yelled, stopping him in his tracks. “Get the fuck out,” she told him.

Jonny just smiled smugly, and then followed Jordan to the door, making sure to take the keycard from his hand and lock the door behind him. Then he leaned against the door and took a few breaths, trying to figure out the best way to approach Jessie. She was clearly very upset, but he’s not sure that she wants to be comforted. Either way, he can’t leave her without trying. So with one final deep breath, he made his way back to her.

Meanwhile, Jessie had made her way out onto the balcony. She was in shock. Not only over everything that Jordan had said, but also the fact that Jonny had heard it. She didn’t want him thinking of her like that. She’s not a cold little Catholic girl. She just doesn’t wanna be touched by someone that she doesn’t love. She hates everything about the situation that she’s put herself in and she hates the way it’s making her act. She just wants to be alone right now, but she doesn’t even have enough time to process that thought before she hears the balcony door open.

She immediately tenses at the sound and has to stifle back the sob that wants to come out of her mouth, but she can’t stop the tears that begin to silently pour down her face.

“Ace,” she heard him call out softly, and it was her undoing. She couldn’t hold it back anymore. She couldn’t hold on to that lump that’s been in her throat ever since she left home and left him behind. All she waned to do was hold on to the person she loves more than anyone, so it doesn’t help that she can’t even seem to figure out how to talk to him anymore.

“Jessie,” she heard him whisper, as he caught her halfway to the ground.

“No,” she told him, pushing herself up and away from him. She refused to let him see her cry again. “Leave,” she told him, as she walked back into her hotel room and wiped any traces of weakness from her face. “Leave,” she said again before he could get a word in edgewise.

“Jessie. I’m sorry,” he told her quickly.

“Jonny,” she sighed in exasperation. “The only reason I didn’t kick you out two minutes ago was because I didn’t wanna give Jordan the satisfaction, not because I wanted you to stay. Get out” she finished vindictively.

“No,” he replied softly.

“What?” she asked, thrown off by his refusal.

“You heard me,” he told her. “I’m not going anywhere.”

“Fine. I’ll leave,” she said stubbornly, making her way towards the door

“Then I’ll follow you,” he called after her. “And I think you know that I’ll be a lot harder to shake than your boyfriend.”

“I just want to be alone,” she almost begged, extremely tired and frustrated at this point. “Please leave.”

“I’ll leave when you tell me what I want to know,” he stood his ground.

“And just what do you wanna know?” she asked angrily.

“For starters, does your other half always talk to you like that?” he inquired with a hard voice.

“Jonny,” she started.

“Yes or no,” he ordered.

“Don’t yell at me,” she screamed.

“Stop avoiding the question,” he countered.

“The things he said about me,” she tried to explain, and her voice caught in her throat. “They’re not true. I just…”

“I don’t believe a word of what he said,” he told her quickly, seeing that she was embarrassed. “I just want to know why the strongest…most amazing… woman… that I’ve ever known,” he said haltingly. “… would let someone speak to her that way, huh?” he challenged. “Why?”

“I don’t owe you an explanation,” she answered.

“You owe yourself one,” he told her, and she knew he was right, but didn’t wanna deal with this right now. She wanted him to go.

“Why don’t you go back to the party,” she told him. “Your girlfriend’s tongue probably misses you,” she spat, feeling sick at the mental image of the two of them that just popped back into her head.

“Yeah…don’t go there Jess,” he warned.

“Don’t tell me what to do,” she told him. “How am I supposed to feel? One second you’re kissing me. The next you’re pushed into a corner with some slut,” she hollered.

“Oh yeah. Well, one second you’re begging me to come to this party because you don’t wanna be alone with Jordan, and the next you’re ignoring me all fucking night, while never leaving his side,” he shot back. “I’m sorry. I’m such an asshole,” he added sarcastically. “I should have just sat in the corner alone all night, while you had fun.”

“I wouldn’t call this evening fun,” she told him.

“That’s an understatement,” he added.

“It’s complicated,” she whispered, getting the conversation back on track.

“Do you love him?” he asked less fearfully than he would have two days ago, but fearful still.

“No,” she shook her head.

“Then I don’t understand,” he said with frustration. “You don’t love him. You don’t even seem to like him that much. He treats you,” he stopped and took a deep breath. “Well, let’s just say that I believe my personal restraint should be rewarded considering the way I’ve seen him treat you,” he breathed. “What’s going on?” he asked again. “This is not you.”

“I can’t tell you,” was all she could get out, not knowing how to respond to his question. Only knowing that there was no way she could tell him anything real without telling him everything real. He knows her way too well. If she opened up, the flood gates would be demolished. He’d keep pushing until she told him everything that she wasn’t ready to tell him yet.

“That’s real fucking mature,” he yelled angrily, thinking that she was holding back out of revenge. “How many times do I have to tell you that I can’t tell you what’s going on with me right now, huh? It’s nothing personal, Jess. I want to tell you. Telling you would make my life ten times easier, but I can’t. Not right now. I will when it’s the right time. You have to trust that I’m not trying to hurt you on purpose.”

“I’m not trying to hurt you either,” she breathed, interrupting his tirade. “I just don’t wanna talk about it right now, ok?” she asked. “And I’m not sure that I can talk to you about it all,” she told him honestly. “And this has nothing to do with getting back at you,” she added quickly. “It’s me. It’s my issue, and I’m not ready to talk about it. I swear that I’m not trying to hurt you,” she faltered, allowing one tear to fall.

“Are you alright?” he asked, suddenly worried.

She just shook her head ‘no,’ while trying to regain her composure. The irony of the moment was not lost on her for a second, and she even let out a tiny laugh in disbelief.

“Déjà vu?” she asked.

“Yeah,” he whispered.

“If it makes you feel any better. I’m not gonna ask what’s bothering you anymore. I understand now,” she breathed.

“It doesn’t,” he told her.

“Punched in the gut doesn’t quite cover it, huh?” she asked.

“Not even close,” he breathed, understanding how she must have felt earlier. “I hate this so much,” he whispered, closing is eyes and leaning his head back against the wall. About two seconds later, he felt her palms against his chest and then her lips covering his.

He responded immediately, placing a hand behind her neck and switching their positions to press her against the wall. He knew this made no sense, and that it was only creating more questions that they probably wouldn’t be able to answer without hurting each other again, but he couldn’t stop. Despite everything, this felt so right and so calming. He wanted to hold onto her, and onto everything she made him feel.

“Mmm,” she breathed into his mouth, and it killed him. He wanted her so badly that he could barely think straight, especially when he felt her pull his dress shirt from his pants.

“Jessie,” he breathed incoherently, and kissed her again, running his hands under her shirt and up her bare back.

“Jonny,” she whispered, arching into him and claiming his lips like she owned them. Without even thinking about it, she then found herself unbuttoning his shirt and running her hands all over his stomach and chest once it was undone.

Jonny was cherishing ever touch of her hand, but feeling like he needed to regain some control before his body took over. So he then placed his hands on her hips and kissed her forehead, then her nose, and then her cheek, which made him stop and pull back. Her cheek was damp. She was crying again.

“Jessie?” he questioned, but she just shook her lowered head and gripped his open shirt in her hands. “I’m sorry,” she breathed, looking up into his eyes and bringing her hands to his face. “This hurts too much. I can’t,” she told him, and then walked into the bathroom and closed the door.

For the second time that night, Jessie found herself upset and on her bathroom floor. He has literally drove her crazy. ‘What am I doing?’ she thought to herself.

Just talk to him, her inner voice urged her. You don’t have to be afraid. He’ll understand. He always understands, and you need to find out how he feels, so you can move the hell on if he doesn’t love you too.

‘It’s not that easy,’ she argued with herself, realizing that she needed to talk this out with a rational human being since she was finding herself incapable of being rational. So without thinking, she walked back into the room and picked up her cell phone, calling the only person she could. She was a little disappointed that Jonny was already gone, but didn’t dwell on it for too long.

“Hey Hadj,” she said into the phone when he picked up on the other end. “Did you ever make it to the party? I didn’t see you,” she asked.

“What’s wrong?” he immediately asked, knowing that her pleasantries were forced.

“I need to talk to you about something really extremely important. Do you think that you could come to the hotel when you get a chance?” she asked.

“I’ll be there in twenty minutes,” he promised.

“I love you,” she told him.

“I love you too and I’ll see you soon,” he said before hanging up the phone.

Almost twenty minutes to the exact second later, Jessie heard a knock on the door. Hadji was noting if not dependable to a fault.

“Hey,” she greeted him with a big smile, throwing her arms around him. “I missed you,” she whispered.

“I missed you too,” he responded, letting her go and coming into her room.

“What’s going on?” he asked

“Sorry to drag you away from the party,” she apologized nervously.

“I’d much rather be hanging out with you,” he smiled.

“Thanks,” she told him, ringing her hands together. “But I’m still sorry that I’m just coming to you with a problem the first time we’ve gotten to hang out in months,” she sighed.

“Jessie,” he interrupted.

“Yeah?” she asked.

“Stop stalling,” he smiled. “We are friends…best friends…and I will always be here for you no matter what, but I can also see right through you too. I know you wanted to talk about it a few minutes ago. Have you talked yourself out of it since?” he asked, knowing her all too well.

“Yes…no,” she stumbled. “It’s just not something that’s easy to talk about. I’ve been holding it in for years, and I’m not quite sure how to let the secret out since keeping it has become such a huge part of who I am,” she admitted, taking a seat on her bed.

“You can tell me anything,” he tried to tell her.

“I know,” she smiled. “I really need someone to listen that’s impartial, but that person doesn’t really exist, so I was hoping to talk to you about it, but I don’t know where to start.”

“Just tell me,” he told her. “What’s the bottom line?” he asked. “The rest will come pouring out after that.”

“Ok,” she breathed. “I need to tell someone something, but I’m not sure how to do it, or if I even should. I just want your opinion because it means the world to me,” she finished, looking him straight in the eye and then sighing.

“Jessie,” he smiled encouragingly.

“I’m in love with Jonny,” she blurted out, and immediately looked away from him. She could feel her face burning, both from her embarrassment and from Hadji’s unrelenting stare.

When she looked back at him, he had a somewhat knowing smile on his face, which made her deflate a little.

“What?” she asked.

“Well,” he laughed a little. “This is not a huge shock. I mean…I would have been shocked if this didn’t happen,” he told her.

“What?” she asked again, still a little numb.

“Jessie, you and Jonny are just…meant to be. It’s as simple as that,” he said plainly. “You’re perfect for each other.”

“Yeah, everyone says that,” she began to rationalize. “But…”

“But…,” he interrupted. “None of them know the two of you like I do.”

“I know that, but…um,” she fidgeted for a second and then blew up. “Look at me Hadji. He’s turned me into a bumbling fucking idiot. This is not me and this scares the shit out of me,” she finished.

“You’re not an idiot,” he said calmly. “You’re just in love. I know that you’ve felt this way for a while, and I think everything that your feeling has become deeper and more real with every year that passes and the more time you spend with him, which must be really scary.”

“I thought it would go away at first,” she breathed. “I mean, he’s my best friend and it’s Jonny. He’s so overprotective, and annoying, and infuriating, and… wonderful. He’s…I can’t even explain it. He just makes me feel everything and it’s driving me nuts all of a sudden. I don’t understand. I used to be able to handle this quite well,” she finished.

“I don’t think he’s driving you nuts. I think you’re driving yourself nuts,” he interjected.

“Thanks Hadj,” she told him dryly.

“No, seriously. Just listen to me for a minute,” he requested and she nodded. “I think the reason that you’re more emotional about this now then ever before is because you’re beginning to realize, even if it’s only on a subconscious level, that you have to tell him. When we were younger and even just last year… he was yours. You were the only girl in his life whether he wanted it that way or not. You didn’t have to fight for his attention or his affections. He gave them willingly, and you accepted without ever having to risk your heart. Now that you’re not together all the time though, things have changed. He’s going out with other girls, you’re going out with other guys, and you’re both living very separate lives. You’re afraid because you’re feelings for him didn’t go away when you left, like you thought they might. They only got stronger because you realized, once he wasn’t there in the day to day, exactly how much he brings to your life. That is scary,” he agreed. “Realizing that you depend on another person so much, and that they are such an indispensable part of who you are and what makes you happy. But it’s not a weakness Jessie. It’s a blessing. Do you know how rare it is to find that type of connection with a person? Do you know how sad it would be if the two of you threw it away?” he tried to make her see. “You’re not nuts to be so emotional about it because you do have to tell him. He needs to know. He deserves to know,” he finished.

“What if he doesn’t feel the same way?” she asked. “I’ll ruin everything.”

“No you won’t,” he assured her. “The bond that the two of you have transcends such triviality. It may be weird at first, but things would get back to normal sooner than you think. I’d bet my life one it, but I won’t have to because there’s not a single cell in my body that doesn’t believe he’s in love with you too.”

“Did he say something to you?” she asked, knowing that would make things so much easier.

“No,” Hadji smiled. “But I had a running bet with myself to see which of you I’d be having this conversation with first, and I just lost.”

“Why do you think that?” she asked, wanting to hear a concrete reason for his belief.

“I’ve never seen two people more devoted to each other in my entire life,” he told her soberly. “If he doesn’t love you, you are not gonna have to worry about screwing up the friendship…but if he doesn’t love you Jessie,” he shook his head. “Then I don’t know what love is,” he whispered.

“Hadji,” she breathed feeling more confident about the whole situation then she ever has. “Thank you,” she told him, running up to give him a hug. “Thanks for talking some sense into me.”

“Anytime,” he grinned, giving her a kiss on the cheek. “Now will you go talk to him please.”

“Now?” she asked, suddenly nervous all over again.

“Jessie,” he almost scolded.

“You don’t understand. This is such a huge part of my life. I’m scared,” she confided.

“You’re also brave,” he told her. “It’s a risk you need to take. Now go,” he said, pushing her to the door.

“Ok...ok. I’ll do it. Thanks again,” she told him.

“Not a problem. Just be honest with him,” he offered.

“I will,” she smiled, and then made her way down to the lobby to figure out what room Jonny was in.

“Excuse me,” she asked the desk clerk a few minutes later.

“How can I help you miss?” he replied courteously.

“I’m looking for a friend’s room. Jonny Quest,” she told him.

“I’m sorry. It’s actually hotel policy not to give out room numbers, but I can connect you to his room if you’d like?” he asked.

“Perfect,” she said anxiously. She wanted to talk to him before she lost her nerve.

“Just give me one second to look up the number,” he told her, making his way over to the computer. “Ok, you said Quest correct?”

“Yes,” Jessie confirmed.

“Alright, it looks like that reservation was cancelled,” he informed her.

“What? When?” she asked.

“About a half hour ago,” he told her. “Hold on. My shift just started. Mark,” he called into the back, and then another clerk came to the front. “Do you remember a Mr. Quest canceling his reservation a few minutes ago?”

“Yeah,” Mark told them. “He did it in person, and left a note.”

“Can I see it,” Jessie asked in an annoyed tone.

“I’m sorry. He actually said to give it to his father,” Mark apologized.

“I’m his sister,” she lied. “And he’s not supposed to be doing this, so please give me the note and I will call my father,” she ordered and the clerk handed it over. She was almost nervous to read it:

Hey Pop,

Sorry about ditching the party so early. I never should’ve come. I wasn’t really in the mood for this tonight. I’m actually gonna skip out on the sleeping over tonight. There was a ten o’clock flight back home that I was able to book. I used the American Express, but promise to pay you back soon. Sorry.

Love,

Jonny

Jessie just sighed after reading the letter for a second time. He was gone. He was right there, being so sweet and kissing her, but she pushed him away. She made him feel bad and pushed him away.

“Damn it,” she whispered to herself.
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