XXIV.. The other Jess
I woke up, panting. Just dreams. My eyes were soaked in tears. The pain still feels fresh.
I saw Jess still beside me, asleep. My face drew nearer to hers.
Her eyes opened.
Jess: What were you thinking?! Perv!
I didn’t know what happened or why it happened. I just felt my lips buried in hers; she was kissing back.
Then she kicked my groin and pushed me off.
Jess: You’re an ASS!
Jess’: I’m sorry. I didn’t know what I was thinking.
She stopped fighting back. She probably saw my tears from last night.
Jess: Freak.
Jess’: Who was your first?
Jess: Guy? You. Girl? Al. Wait, what? Kiss?
Jess’: Yes… What abut the… You know?
Jess: No one, perv. You?
Jess’: No one. I’m innocent.
Jess: You wish.
We went down. Her parents were already eating breakfast. They invited me over.
Mom: So… Did you guys got some sleep?
Jess’: Uh. Yes. Thanks again for all of this.
Dad: Oh they slept alright.
Her mom smirked, maliciously. Damn, they probably saw that my bed was empty. Jess and I stared at each other.
Jess’: No! No! It wasn’t like that. We just drank wine. I fell asleep in her bed. I’m sorry. Nothing happened.
I’m awful. I sounded defensive.
Dad: Yes. You know what wine did you open?
Jess: The red one.
Dad: The oldest one.
Jess’: I’m sorry. She didn’t know what to pick. She just grabbed the first one. I’ll just replace it.
Dad: Oh, you didn’t have to.
What you did in there is more valuable than the oldest wine in the world.
Jess: I’ll kill you. Both of you.
We all laughed.
