Left Behind

True Love

November 9th-

It was only a week and a few days before Jessica left for Minnesota. Before she left she was getting lots of work done. She was writing a lot and taking pictures for the magazine. For her book, it was selling well in stores. It was only out for a two weeks and it became such an eye catcher. That made Jessica feel happy and proud.

Jessica and Danny didn't talk much like they used to. His dad had sadly been going down a bad path a was getting very sick. He called Jessica when he could. He was busy with family and helping his mom with his dad. He tried to update her as much as he could. Jessica understood the pain that Danny was going through and she tried to help as much as she could.

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Jessica was tying to get ready early in case something at work came up and she didn't have enough time to pack properly. She turned on Sam Smith and carried a glass of red wine with her. She danced and sang around the apartment as she tossed things into her clothing pile.

Jessica's phone rang so she turned off the music and answered it.

"Hello?" She says

"Hey... it's me." Danny says faintly

Jessica puts her glass down and sits on her couch.

"Hey, how are you? How is your dad?"

"I'm okay, I've been better. So has my dad."

"I wish there was something I could do to help. Your family doesn't deserve this."

"Seeing you next week will help. I just need to get my mind off this."

"I understand... If there is anything else I can do just let me know. I know I can't do much from how far away I am-"

Danny interrupts her, "It's the thought that counts... Thank you."

"No problem. Have you been at work?"

"Yea, everyday as usual." He sighs

Danny didn't sound the same to Jessica. The enthusiasm was gone. He sounded so upset.

"I'm excited to see you..." she says softly

"Me too. You always make things better."

*door bell rings*

Jessica sighs and looks at the door.

"Danny, I'm sorry someone's at my door. Can I call you back?"

"I'll just call you tomorrow, bye jess."

Danny hangs up and Jessica throws her phone.

She walks over to the door and opens it without checking to see who it is.

It was Sam. He stood at the door with flowers. His face was still a bit bruised. He looked desperate. Sam was the last person Jessica wanted to see.

"What are you doing here, Sam?" She says

"I need to talk to you and apologize."