When I pulled up to Jessica's home I do admit my palms were a bit sweaty. I don't know why I'm so nervous... maybe it's because Jessica's husband is going to be there and there is a high chance he is better looking than me, which is fucking crazy because I'm sexy as hell. I turned off the car and wiped my hands on my jeans, I had already changed out of my uniform prior to coming here of course, and got out of the car. Once at the door my hand rose up to the doorbell.. and well I kind of just stared at it. Come on Jean press the damn doorbell. Its just a doorbell. All that waits in there is just Jessica and her husband.. yep its just Jessica it's not a big deal. It's not like I sobbed over our break up for months and it's not like she's the reason I lost intrest in dating... oh wait that all happened. GOD DAMN IT I NEED TO RING THIS DAMN- and i pressed it... my finger just moved on its own. Wow ok, thank you for betraying me finger.
The door opened by none other than Jessica, thank god, she flashed me a bright smile "Hey Jean~" she then clicked her tongue "you're ten minutes late"
I froze a bit, I swear I parked at like 5:56, was I literally stalling myself for that long?! "Uh uh I'm sorry" I said.
"It's alright, come on in" She said stepping aside.
I nodded and walked in, glancing around I was in awe "Wow your house is nice" I murmured.
"Why thank you" Jessica said and I followed where she led me to, which was the livingroom.
"..so.. where's your husband?" I asked and sat down when she instructed me to do so.
"Oh... well I think he's running a little late from work... he should be here soon.." Jessica said trailing off.
I nodded "Alright" I said glancing around. "So how long ago did you move back?"
"2 weeks ago" Jessica said lightly "it was my idea, y'know because my family lives here"
"ah how are they doing?" I asked... I dont know but I feel kind of awkward.
"My mum and sister are well" Jessica said.
"And your dad?"
"Dead"
"O-Oh ... I'm sorry"
"I killed him"
"W-What?!"
Just then she busted up laughing "I'm just kidding, we're pretty close now. He's doing fine"
I couldn't help but laugh, now this is the Jessica I remember. When the laughter died down it got quiet once again.
Jessica glanced at her phone a few times in the silence "... he uh... he should probably be here soon.." her voice sounded a bit strained. We heard the front door open and she immediately perked up "honey can you come to the living room please" she called to him and stood up. She wasn't even given an answer, all that was heard was footsteps heading this way.
Seeing her stand I took it as a sign I should stand up as well even though I don't want to talk or even shake hands with this prick. But I stood anyway. When the man walked into the room my eyes widened slightly. "No fucking way" I whispered. There stood a lean man about the same height as Jessica, bright blue eyes staring at his phone screen, his blonde hair almost went to his shoulders and the top half of it was put up in a short ponytail.
"Honey we have a guest for dinner" Jessica said walking over to him.
Of all people, of all freaking people in the world I never expected him; Armin Arlert.
Armin looked up from his phone and then put it in his pocket, it doesn't even look like he heard what she said. "Oh Jean, its been awhile" he said smiling and fuck he got kind of attractive and his voice matured. No homo though.
A small smirk came to my face "It has, hasn't it?" I asked. We walked over to eachother and we shook hands.
"Are you staying for dinner?" Armin asked.
Yep that confirms my suspicion, he wasn't listening to her. "Uh yeah, Jessica invited me" I said smiling a bit.
"Well food is ready, so let's get to the dining room" Jessica said sweetly.
Ugh. That sweetness in her voice is disgusting.
Jessica walked down a hall with Armin beside her. When we entered the dining room I was gawking a bit. It was really nice and is that Anna Weatherly's Morning Glory porcelain dinnerware? I mean ..what? Ha...ha.. ha
Armin sat at one end of the table texting on his phone or something.
"Sit right here please" Jessica put her hands on my shoulders and gently pushed me to the chair across from Armin.
"O-Ok" I said and sat down. Before I could say anything more, not that I was going to, she disappeared from the dining room. I looked at Armin, gosh he looks like such a different person.
Armin rose his eyes from his phone screen. "So how has everything been? I haven't heard from you since high-school graduation"
"Im well, I suppose..." My voice trailed off as I watched Jessica walk in with either a small turkey or a big chicken, I don't know but it looked good. "do you need any help?" I asked, my eyes meeting hers.
"No, she's fine she's a strong woman" Armin said answering for her.
Jessica broke eye contact with me and set the roasted bird on the table and left the dining room, she soon came back with the side dishes.
"So are you married? Or have any kids?" Armin asked.
"No... I haven't had a stable relationship in quite awhile" I said.
"Wine?" Jessica asked me walking over with a wine bottle.
I nodded and she served me wine, then Armin, then herself.
"Well it seems you havent changed that much then" Armin said chuckling lightly.
I shrugged "I dont really mess around anymore though..." I said.
"Oh well thats good, so then are you just dating?" Armin asked he then looked at Jessica with an irritated expression.
Jessica looked up from cutting the chicken "W-what?" She asked.
"Really? Why are you cutting that in here?" He asked.
"Well I uh... I just thought
.. nevermind ..sorry" Jessica murmured slightly blushing in embarrassment.
"Go cut it in the kitchen, we're talking" Armin said.
"Okay.." Jessica said sheepishly.
"No, it's it's alright. You might as well finish since your almost done" I said smiling softly.
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As I drove home I couldn't help but be pissed off. Jessica Jessica oh she was so clingy to him! And he didnt even pay attention to her and he was kind of rude to her. She was all timid and nice the whole time. What the fuck? I mean seriously. That is definitely not the Jessica I knew.
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You all should have guessed it, I mean Armin is on the story photo hehe.

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Illusions of Happiness
FanfictionThis is the sequel to Trapped in Hell. Jean is a lonely old man.. ok not really he's a 25 year old cop with no life just read it, ok? O>O