A New Smile - English Version

A new smile

Jessica's Pov:

It had been a month since that prick's death, some things changed, Malcolm helped me in the "office", Trish financially helped too, I slowed the drinking, no, I didn't stop, whisky is to good to quit drinking it

I was walking to my door when I saw it was open, first I thought it was Malcolm, so it was kind of okay, I got inside

-Malcolm, don't let the door open next time - an unexpected voice answered

-Malcolm isn't here, I sent him on a walk - a girl's voice said - I wanted some privacy to talk, come to me, Jessica Jones

I felt that awful sensation of Kilgrave's control

Impossible

I thought as I walked to the office area

-Alias Investigations, kinda cheesy, but I like it - the girl said, turning in my new chair, a grin appeared on her face once she saw me - take a seat, we have some news to talk about

I obeyed, feeling like shit, because I really thought I was finally free

-what is your problem with me? - she laughed, looking amused while moving her hands to levitate the whisky bottle, putting some of the liquid in the glass

-hate the small talk huh? I see why he liked you, whisky? - she offered, I took the glass and swallowed everything, her green eyes watching every movement I made - I think you know why we're here, don't you Jessie

Her voice tone changed when she said my nickname, the same tone that still giving me chills

-I thought it was impossible - these were the only words that got out of my mouth

-just as impossible as my father ordering you to kill him? - her voice was filled in anger as she asked me that - or him being buried under a mundane, stupid name, huh!? You know how much YOU RUINED MY LIFE?

Her hands moved, breaking the whisky glass that once was in my hand on the wall

-you know how much pain I've been through​?

-your father did awful things to innocent people, what I did was necessary - I replied, my voice in a mix of anger and fear

-necessary? - she asked and moved one of her hands, and suddenly I felt a pressure in my neck, making me feel the urge to breath - he only did that because of you, it's YOUR FAULT, he took care of me, and you killed him

The pressure was even more strong, I was already struggling to breath

-you left him to die once, but he loved you even after that, he sent me a message that day, he said everything was going to be fine, he told me to wait for both of you, I've waited, but you didn't came, then I knew you've killed him, you don't know how much I cried, how much I still cry...

Suddenly the pressure was gone and she wasn't looking at me anymore, she had her hands on her face, but even like that I could hear how much she was crying,

God, even if she tried to kill me, she still a kid

I thought getting up, walking to her and hugging her

-he said we were a family, he said that he loved you - she whispered, almost hiding herself on my embrace - I miss every moment of the day

-I'm sorry...- I whispered back, she was just a little girl, the daughter of a monster, but still just a little girl

-Charlotte - she told me her name - but he used to call me purple

-okay Charlie, why don't you try to rest a little?

-will you stay with me till I sleep? - she almost begged, a few tears rolling down her cheeks, I just nodded and leaded her to my bedroom

I couldn't help but feel guilty by seeing her like that, so as soon as she fell asleep I got out of the room and made a call, watching Charlotte sleep

-Trish, you have to get here, fast