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Oct 22, 2004 6:31:37 GMT -5
Post by Jessy Jackson on Oct 22, 2004 6:31:37 GMT -5
I opened my door, tired after a hard night's patrol. As I placed the keys on the hall table something white caught my eye. It was a plain white envolope with my name written across it. My fingers shook as I opened it. Before I had finished the first few lines I had to sit down.
My dearest Jessy,
I hoped I would never have had to write this letter. I had hoped that I might have been able to help with everything. But I can see that I was wrong. I couldn't help, I got in the way. Everything was moving so fast and I'm still ajusting to what I've become. I can't help you, I can't even walk in the sun with you. I'm not sure if we can ever be the way we were.
I think this is the most selfish thing I've ever done but I feel I must. You and the others can handle LA by yourselves. I've got to go. I'm not sure where but somewhere I can help people. Don't try to find me. Give the others my regards. Wishing you long life,
Rory.
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Oct 22, 2004 6:41:23 GMT -5
Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Oct 22, 2004 6:41:23 GMT -5
(((My turn)))
(((AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!)))
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Oct 22, 2004 6:53:08 GMT -5
Post by Jessy Jackson on Oct 22, 2004 6:53:08 GMT -5
I buried my head in my hands. Not now, after everything. It wasn't fair. What had I done? My life was falling apart. I tried to cry but couldn't. Too many tears had fallen recently.
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Oct 22, 2004 7:03:34 GMT -5
Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Oct 22, 2004 7:03:34 GMT -5
"Doc, as much as i want to honour you grieving, I think there's something wrong with Jessy," my head jerked up from teh glass case holding Charlotte's Sabre.
"Why?" I asked.
"Unknkown. She isn't answering me, or sitting in front of the computer. But I can hear her crying. Should I send the drone?"
"No," I said, getting to my feet. "No, I'll go. She needs me."
"Well at least now I know how to get you moving," Mal said dryly.
"Funny."
"I am trying."
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Oct 22, 2004 7:17:58 GMT -5
Post by Jessy Jackson on Oct 22, 2004 7:17:58 GMT -5
Now I was going into what was called denial. I kept telling myself that he couldn't be gone, that it was a mistake, that someone else had witten the letter as a cruel joke. I thought that if I told myself enough times and beleived it enough he'd come, opening the door and hugging me. But he didn't come. He'd left.
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Oct 22, 2004 7:35:01 GMT -5
Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Oct 22, 2004 7:35:01 GMT -5
I'd gotten to the apartment as soon as i could. Please, let her be okay, I prayed silently as I opened the door. "Jessy?"
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Oct 22, 2004 9:23:24 GMT -5
Post by Jessy Jackson on Oct 22, 2004 9:23:24 GMT -5
I looked up, knowing it wasn't him but praying it was. It was when I saw Doc that the tears started flowing.
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Oct 22, 2004 12:33:05 GMT -5
Post by Peps on Oct 22, 2004 12:33:05 GMT -5
"Hey guys" I said, bounding into the appartment. From the minute I entered I could sense something wasn't right. I noticed the note lying on the table beside me "Oh Goddess!" I whispered, reading it.
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Oct 22, 2004 12:41:58 GMT -5
Post by Jessy Jackson on Oct 22, 2004 12:41:58 GMT -5
Pepper's world was so good. Even with Charlie and Aila gone she could still be happy. I envied her so much, everything went right for her. Her boyfriend was alive and wouldn't leave her anytime soon, she hadn't been too badly affected by Charlie and Aila, everything was great for her. I was so jealous.
Suddenly I became extremely angry, whirling through the house like a whirlwind. I tore up his pictures, through out the gifts he'd given me, smashed everything that connected us. My fingers flew to the faint scar that remained on my neck from the bite and desperately tried to scratch it off. I never wanted to think of him again.
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Oct 22, 2004 12:47:27 GMT -5
Post by Peps on Oct 22, 2004 12:47:27 GMT -5
I could see that Jessy was out of control. Any longer and she might hurt herself. I shifted into a begal tiger and pinned her down. "Jessy, get a hold of yourself" I growled as nicely as possible. Tiger vocabulary wasn't very soothing.
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Oct 22, 2004 12:51:52 GMT -5
Post by Jessy Jackson on Oct 22, 2004 12:51:52 GMT -5
"Get off me," I said, throwing her across the room in sheer anger. Any shifting reminded me of him. I stormed into the bedroom, locking the door and curling up on the bed, torn up photos scattered around me. I wanted to go to the safe place. The place inside my mind. I went.
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Oct 23, 2004 6:49:01 GMT -5
Post by Maya on Oct 23, 2004 6:49:01 GMT -5
*at Mayas*
AS i lay there, i felt Jessy's rage, and i fully understood, even though i didn't know what had happened. But taking it out on her friends would not help.
[Jess.] I called over the distance. I was too weak to hold up barriers, so althought only she would hear, he would also feels my utter despair. [Jess, baby, please clam down. Please...]
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Oct 23, 2004 7:02:23 GMT -5
Post by Peps on Oct 23, 2004 7:02:23 GMT -5
I felt myself get thrown across the room but I wasn't too worried about it. I'd gotten thrown loadsa times before.
That was when I realised that I'd never gotten thrown into a doorhandle before. Ow, I thought, Oh BUGGER, my hair had just gotten slammed into the doorway by accident and everything was going fuzzy.
I felt warm blood dripping across my forehead. Sometime I need to work on NOT getting knocked out, I thought before the fuzziness took over.
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Oct 23, 2004 11:09:49 GMT -5
Post by Jessy Jackson on Oct 23, 2004 11:09:49 GMT -5
I ignored the voice and it slowly drifted away as I got further inside my mind. Here I didn't think. I just felt comforted by dead memories.
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Oct 23, 2004 15:25:30 GMT -5
Post by Maya on Oct 23, 2004 15:25:30 GMT -5
[Jessy!] I cried, both in my mind and as a small sob out in the real world. I felt her pulling away, and a whole new wave of tears came on. Everything we had built, our group, our whole world was being ripped to pieces.
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