Kilgraved

When Your Thoughts Dissolve

Jess walked over to the girl and knelt down beside her, looking at her pale, grief stricken face. "Hi, my name is Jessica, and yours?" The girl seemed to be around sixteen or seventeen years old, poor girl with blood, sweat and booze covering her face and whole exterior. She had dirty, saturated blonde hair that rode down past her shoulders. Her yellow tank top and ripped blue skinny jeans were soaked and saturated with not only water, but blood and booze as well. "T..Trish.." The girl stuttered out through the rasp and tear drops of her current state. Jess managed a sigh as she took off her favorite leather jacket and wrapped them around her small frame to keep her warm. Jess looked down at the ground with wide and lifeless eyes as she notices that all around her and Trish was a stained and draining purple face in the shape of a smile and they were standing right in the center of it. Jess knew right in the forefront of her mind that he knew, that psychotic bastard had to know, and it was time to hunt him down and finish this. The rain coated them as Jessica let out a reluctant sigh. Below her feet the former violet smile was dissipating under the extreme amounts of down pouring precipitation. "Come on lets get you out of here." She said firmly to Trish but tried to show a sympathetic smoothness with her tone. After a minute of helping her up on her feet, Jess simply lifted her up bridal style and carried her back to her apartment complex, ignoring all the peculiar states coming her way from unbeknownst passerby's. 'Jess what the hell are you doing? Why are you helping a girl you don't even know? You dropped the hero act so why save her now?' She questioned each step closer and closer to her apartment as she carried the weak and broken young girl in her arms. Climbing up the worn out wooden stair case in her apartment building which was much quicker. Jess kicked open the door with haste and walked in fast, placing Trish down on her side on the couch in what was supposed to be her living room. "Malcolm get your ass out here, this girl is dying and her cut just started bleeding again!"