A Dislike For Purple

Chapter 19

Jessica was on edge and would barely say a word to me. She had been in her room the entire time but I could understand, her whole plan had crumbled to pieces. I sat on the couch questioning how I'd get out of this one, and how I'd find those people again. How I could convince Jessica to come.  I laid on the couch with my hands over my face. It was only a matter of time before kilgrave wanted me back or hurt someone I cared about.

The door slammed in the other room, I remained still.

"Emma, we need to talk," Jessica said, I heard her sit down in her chair. A drawer opened and I could hear lose papers shuffle before the clank of glass. It was still fairly early in the morning but not for Jessica, I was almost certain she was drunk all the time. I could only imagine the pain kilgrave put her through... In some crazy fateful way I was lucky, kilgrave had no power over me. O suddenly wished I had knew my mother, what had he done to her? I shuddered at passing thoughts. Jessica had taken a drink or two and settled into her chair and an awkward silence fell between us. She was waiting for me to say something. I felt speechless, any beginning to a sentence escaped my mind. I removed my hands from face and looked in Jessica's direction.

"W-what do I do? He threatened to hurt Trish. Jess, I'm trapped...My life is over." My head and heart were flooded with emotions and thoughts that lingered. Jessica walked over to the couch and held out the bottle of whiskey.

"It won't fix anything but it sure helps," I sat up and took the bottle. I took a big gulp and felt that familiar burn. My body felt warm and I felt better. I handed the bottle back.

"We have to do something about him. He's worse than before, I thought for a second that I could make him better and y- you just can't," I thought back to the days of ice cream for dessert...

"Hey, kid, it's gonna be alright, we just need a better plan next time," Jessica was trying to prove that to her self more than me. She took another large gulp of the whiskey, a half inch of whiskey was left and Jessica extended the drink. I quickly downed the large shot and laid back down.

"Round two," Jessica said twisting open another drink.

"Jess... we gotta focus on a plan. Look theres-" I began to say.

"You don't worry about it, he and I made a deal," Jessica took a large drink.

"Wait, what do you mean a deal?" Jessica drank again. "Jess!" I sat up completely.

"I'm working on the details okay,"

"What plan!"

"He wants a picture of me smiling every day..." I shook my head.

"That's it?" I questioned. Jess nodded.
"Creepy," I said reaching for Jessica's bottle.

"Yeah... Everything is going to be fine..."

The next day around 10am Jessica walked out onto the balcony, smiled and snapped the picture. I was still have asleep when she came back in.

"Come on kid, wake up. We're going to see Trish," I slowly sat up.

"Don't say 'we' if you plan on leaving me there because-"

"I'm not gonna leave you there, I promise"

"Oh-okay, I'll get ready then"

Jessica and I took a cab to see Trish, when we got there Officer Simpson was there hanging onto Trish... It was obvious they had been seeing each other...

"Jess, what's the news?" Trish asked.

"Kilgrave is waiting for us to try something else... timing is important,"

"Well we have to strike again!" Simpson added. While everyone conversed in the living room I went into the kitchen to get a glass of water.

"It's too dangerous! We don't know where he is or where he goes!" Trish said. Then they became really quiet. I turned around to see them looking in my direction.

"What's up guys...?" I asked

"Trish and I think it's best you stay somewhere else... it's too dangerous here. We need to hide you somewhere," Jess said.

"Jess, you don't have to worry about me-"

"The kids right, you two are being over dramatic. If the kid is the only one immune to him why isn't she in our plan?" Simpson said. Trish immediately jumped in for defense.

"No. No. No. Too dangerous." Jessica said getting angry.

"She's his kid! Our perfect in!" Simpson started. Jessica and Trish argued with him then with each other. I simply took a drink of water and went into the training room. I sat on the protective padding on the floor and closed my eyes. Suddenly when I opened them I was in the training room but looking at my dead body on the floor. I could hear the others coming and watched them react to my body. Trish quickly began feeling for a pulse and panicking. Jessica held her back.

"She's using her power, she's traveling," Jess said.

"Where?" Simpson asked.

I felt myself slip away from the room and my energy was lifted into the sky. I thought of kilgrave and focused on the thought of him. The sound of a heartbeat filled the world around me. I looked around, mostly dark greys and black figures of the buildings and almost light grey dots that were lights. I spun around and found a purple aura. The figure moved and a steady pulse came from it... kilgrave.