The Perfect Girl

Mental Battle

"Why would she do that?" The words replayed in Jessie's head. It's been 2 long weeks since she had met Meg at the park, 336 confused hours. Jessie was torn, she was entirely conflicted; with no one in the world to tell... No one to ask for help.

Jessie: Grace?
Gracelyn: Holy Hell! You've risen from the dead!
Jessie: ... yeah.
Gracelyn: Are you okay Jess?
Jessie: No.... Can you meet me in your backyard? I'll be there in 10 minutes..

Jessie began to tell Gracelyn the details of the night she met Meg; Gracelyn's eyes grew with each word Jessie spoke. "It's been 2 weeks Grace... & I just don't know what to do or to say to her.." As Jessie's voice trailed off, Gracelyn wrapped her up in a big hug. "I'm going to help you... Okay? Just don't worry about it right now... it's going to be okay.." Gracelyn tried to comfort Jessie to the best of her ability but she had already burst into tears on Gracelyn's shoulder.
"Why would she do that?"  The words are on repeat; open your eyes "Why would she do that?" Close your eyes "Why would she do that?" Over and over again as if the words were church bells ringing in Jessie's head.
She snapped up, sweat pouring down her body; the words rang loudly against Jessie's skull.

*5 new messages*
Meg: why aren't you answering!?
Meg: I'm sorry Jess!
Meg: Answer!!
Meg: Ughh.... Whatever.
Meg: Please Jess....

The messages piled in; one after another, every second of the day, every minute of the night. Jess pondered, Should she reply or walk away?

Jess: Hi....
Meg: OMG Jess! I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have done that please please forgive me Jess?!
Meg: Meet me park? Let me explain..

Jess sat in the same place she did, facing the same way she had, and thinking the exact thing she thought. "If my mother knew... She'd kill me"
Before she knew it Meg was standing in front of her; same black leather boots laced to the top with long shoe laces, long black with blue hair, and stupid cute smile. "How can I hate that smile?" Jessie though fighting the urge to crack a grin. She didn't know why she felt the way she did, how could she feel this way for a girl?