Chapter 3
780 Words
I finished my shower and got out. I put on a large gray t-shirt and baggy sweat pants that Jay had given to me. I brushed the knots out of my hair and put it back in a ponytail. I walked out of the bathroom, down the small hallway and back into the living room. Jay was sitting and rocking in the recliner. I walked past him and sat down on the bed. He looked up at me and said, " Do you wanna talk about it?"
"Jay... I didn't mean to stab him." I started, frantically explaining. "He wouldn't get off of me. It was self-defense! I shouldn't have been to that party. None of this..."
"Jess!" Jay interrupted," It's okay, we will get this figured out and clear your name. That i***t should've never put his hands on you. It is not your fault. Understand?"
"Not my fault?! Jace is in jail because of me! All of this is my fault! If I had just listened to Jace and not gone, none of this would be happening right now."
"Jess, please calm down, none of this is your fault. Adam and I have a plan and we will take care of it. I promise."
" Jay, my brother is in jail! He's never been to jail before, and who is gonna watch after Pete? He's probably worried sick because neither of us has made it home to him. We've never been apart." My eyes started to fill up with tears.
"We will get him out, I promise. I have connections at the station. And as for Pete, Adam is going to have your uncle Sam look after him until Adam can get down here. Everything will be okay." Jay reassured me as he moved to sit beside me on the bed.
"What am I gonna do? Do I turn myself in?"
"No, I'm gonna take you to the port and Dean will meet us there, and you are going back home to Alaska. When the time is right, I'll come back and get you. I just have to take care of a few things first."
I nodded, this was a lot to take in and my head was spinning. Tears started running down my cheek, Jay gave a slight smile, wiped my tears and pulled me in for a hug. I could hear his heartbeat with my head against his chest. I have always felt a sense of safety and security with Jay. For some reason, he was always oddly protective of me, even when we were kids. After Jay held me for a moment, he got up and asked "Would you like something to eat?"
"No thank you." I gave a slight smile.
"Okay then, if you are tired, you can have the bed. I'll take the chair." Jay walked into the kitchen and started to fix him something to eat.
I lay back on the bed and stared at the ceiling. I kept thinking about my brothers. I was worried about Jace. Jace is my twin brother, although we don't really look alike. He had light brown hair that he always kept fairly long, and hazel-colored eyes. He was definitely much taller than me and fairly built. Jace was also much more strong willed and outspoken compared to me. I've always been more quiet and reserved. Then the youngest is Pete. He's your normal rambunctious ten-year-old boy. He has short blonde hair with blue eyes. I bet he is flipping out without Jace and me around, but I know Sam will take good care of him. Sam was my dad's younger brother. He has always made an effort to be involved in our lives. He would make at least two visits a year to Alaska to see us.
I rubbed my face and let out a sigh and turned to my side, in attempt to stop my thoughts from going crazy. Suddenly, I heard a shatter from the kitchen. I jumped.
"Dammit!" Jay yelled.
"You okay in there?" I asked.
"Yea, a damn cup fell."
I could hear Jay mumbling under his breath. I settled back down on the bed and a few minutes later Jay came walking back into the room. He sat back down in the chair with his food and drink. I rolled over and looked up at him.
"Are you sure you don't want anything?" He asked.
"I'm sure. What time is it?" I replied.
Jay picked up his phone and looked at it. "1 a.m."
"I think I'm gonna try to get some sleep."
"Okay, goodnight."
"Night." I rolled back over toward the wall and drifted off into a deep sleep.
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