Post by Jeszika on Sept 18, 2015 15:26:22 GMT -6
Sitting at home is supposed to make you feel safe, secure and that nothing can ever hurt you there. For Jeszika Gautier, it didn’t always work out that way because of influences from outside that house managing to violate its sanctity and see inside the borders no matter how hard she tried to keep it all out. Time and time again, she has seemingly closed it off from the world only for something else to worm it’s way in and they all seem to come from the same people, Cole Hunter and the woman known as Artemis. Now, as she stands in her kitchen waiting for her lovers to return to this house they all still call home at times, she scans over her messages on her phone, hoping not to see anything out of the ordinary pop up. She moves across the kitchen and the phone rings, a call coming in. Jeszika looks down and smiles to see her girlfriend’s name, Carrie Winter, staring back at her.
She answers her phone with a smile.
Jeszika: Hey, Babe.
Carrie: Hey, Jezzy, they need me to stay another couple hours, is that gonna be a problem?
Jeszika: That's fine, Babe, more money after all. God's know we need it... I'm getting ready to go to Kris’s place tonight.
Carrie: Ok, I’ve got my car so I can come over there later.
Jeszika: Awesome can't wait to see you!
The call ends and as she hangs up the phone, it goes off again with a text message notification. She opens the message and video starts playing showing Kristian at the garage. Jeszika frowns who would... she doesn't finish her sentence before the who crosses her mind. Of course it is... isn't it?
As she stares at the opening of the video, Kristian comes walking through the front door still wearing his work clothes, the same ones he’s wearing in the video.
Kristian: Hey, Jez…. what’s wrong?
Jeszika: It's you... a video of you…
Kristian frowns.
Kristian: What’s me?
She hold out the phone so he can see. Kristian looks in and watches himself looking at the PT Cruiser.
Kristian: You got a video of me… at work?
Jeszika: Yeah it just got sent to me... it's him... it has to be!
Kristian frowns.
Kristian: But, there was nothing unusual about that one…
He trails off as he watches himself in disbelief.
Kristian: It was just a mostly dead battery and an oil change. I didn’t even do the actual work on that car, Lonnie did because i had to go save Jack from a truck that was about to go boom on him.
Jeszika: Why would someone send me this? It's you working... nothing out of the ordinary...
Kristian shrugs.
Kristian: Woman who owned the car was a bit…
Jeszika: Flirtatious... I noticed... but who can blame her...
She looks away suddenly.
Jeszika: Please don't tell me... she... you…
Kristian shakes his head.
Kristian: No, she just had this way of talking that was a little, harsh without really meaning to be?
He frowns as they continue watching him look over the PT Cruiser.
Kristian: It’s like she was defensive as if she couldn’t quite help it.
Jeszika: Defensive? How?
Kristian shrugs.
Kristian: When I introduced myself, I said people call me “Kris.” She was really quick to point out that nobody shortens her name, almost like it was an order.
Jeszika: Some people just don't like their names shortened.
Kristian shrugs.
Kristian: It was just the way she said it.
Jeszika: What was her name?
Kristian: Ivory Wilton.
Jeszika: How would you even shorten that?
Kristian: Ivy?
Jeszika: Like poison ivy...
Her brains working and she's not liking where her thoughts are leading her. What if it was... she shakes her head.
Jeszika: It couldn't be her... she didn't seem familiar in any way did she?
Kristian shakes his head.
Kristian: No… don’t get many librarian-types.
Jeszika: Doesn't sound like anything I know either. Maybe we're over thinking this... still doesn't explain why someone sent me this footage…
As the video moves on, Kristian walks out of frame. It lashes forward a few minutes and the woman sits down inside the PT Cruiser.
Kristian: Did she just take off her hair?
Jeszika: A wig?! Fuck... it's her!!!!
Kristian: Her…?
Jeszika grits her teeth and growls her next word.
Jeszika: Artemis.
He nods, staring at the screen in disbelief.
Kristian: They came to the garage…
Jeszika: They... she was right there... with you...
She shakes her head.
Jeszika: Fuck... I need a drink... I can't deal with this anymore... I can't protect any of you…
As Kristian stands there staring at the screen, Jeszika hurries to the pantry and grabs a bottle of bourbon. Before she can get it open, Kristian looks up.
Kristian: Jezzy? Jezzy wait!
Jeszika: Do you have a better suggestion. I can't stop him, Kris... he just proved how easy it is for him to get close to you…
Kristian nods.
Kristian: But how are you gonna fight him if you’re all lubed up like that? Carrie’s coming over tonight, do you really wanna be wasted in front of her knowing what she’ll do if she sees it and finds out why?
Jeszika: But how do I deal... ?
Kristian takes her into his arms.
Kristian: We find a way.
Jeszika: How?
Kristian: Together.
He slips the bottle from her grasp and sets it back where she got it.
Kristian: Come on, let’s just go to my place like we planned. We’ll play with Ravvy and Casey and wait for Carrie to come over and we’ll get through together. If we have to, we can call Nik and Beth.
Jeszika takes a deep breath.
Jeszika: Ok.
The two of them head out to his car and drive off towards his place, Jeszika trying not to let visions of a river of whiskey dance in her head while Kristian simply hopes for the best.
She answers her phone with a smile.
Jeszika: Hey, Babe.
Carrie: Hey, Jezzy, they need me to stay another couple hours, is that gonna be a problem?
Jeszika: That's fine, Babe, more money after all. God's know we need it... I'm getting ready to go to Kris’s place tonight.
Carrie: Ok, I’ve got my car so I can come over there later.
Jeszika: Awesome can't wait to see you!
The call ends and as she hangs up the phone, it goes off again with a text message notification. She opens the message and video starts playing showing Kristian at the garage. Jeszika frowns who would... she doesn't finish her sentence before the who crosses her mind. Of course it is... isn't it?
As she stares at the opening of the video, Kristian comes walking through the front door still wearing his work clothes, the same ones he’s wearing in the video.
Kristian: Hey, Jez…. what’s wrong?
Jeszika: It's you... a video of you…
Kristian frowns.
Kristian: What’s me?
She hold out the phone so he can see. Kristian looks in and watches himself looking at the PT Cruiser.
Kristian: You got a video of me… at work?
Jeszika: Yeah it just got sent to me... it's him... it has to be!
Kristian frowns.
Kristian: But, there was nothing unusual about that one…
He trails off as he watches himself in disbelief.
Kristian: It was just a mostly dead battery and an oil change. I didn’t even do the actual work on that car, Lonnie did because i had to go save Jack from a truck that was about to go boom on him.
Jeszika: Why would someone send me this? It's you working... nothing out of the ordinary...
Kristian shrugs.
Kristian: Woman who owned the car was a bit…
Jeszika: Flirtatious... I noticed... but who can blame her...
She looks away suddenly.
Jeszika: Please don't tell me... she... you…
Kristian shakes his head.
Kristian: No, she just had this way of talking that was a little, harsh without really meaning to be?
He frowns as they continue watching him look over the PT Cruiser.
Kristian: It’s like she was defensive as if she couldn’t quite help it.
Jeszika: Defensive? How?
Kristian shrugs.
Kristian: When I introduced myself, I said people call me “Kris.” She was really quick to point out that nobody shortens her name, almost like it was an order.
Jeszika: Some people just don't like their names shortened.
Kristian shrugs.
Kristian: It was just the way she said it.
Jeszika: What was her name?
Kristian: Ivory Wilton.
Jeszika: How would you even shorten that?
Kristian: Ivy?
Jeszika: Like poison ivy...
Her brains working and she's not liking where her thoughts are leading her. What if it was... she shakes her head.
Jeszika: It couldn't be her... she didn't seem familiar in any way did she?
Kristian shakes his head.
Kristian: No… don’t get many librarian-types.
Jeszika: Doesn't sound like anything I know either. Maybe we're over thinking this... still doesn't explain why someone sent me this footage…
As the video moves on, Kristian walks out of frame. It lashes forward a few minutes and the woman sits down inside the PT Cruiser.
Kristian: Did she just take off her hair?
Jeszika: A wig?! Fuck... it's her!!!!
Kristian: Her…?
Jeszika grits her teeth and growls her next word.
Jeszika: Artemis.
He nods, staring at the screen in disbelief.
Kristian: They came to the garage…
Jeszika: They... she was right there... with you...
She shakes her head.
Jeszika: Fuck... I need a drink... I can't deal with this anymore... I can't protect any of you…
As Kristian stands there staring at the screen, Jeszika hurries to the pantry and grabs a bottle of bourbon. Before she can get it open, Kristian looks up.
Kristian: Jezzy? Jezzy wait!
Jeszika: Do you have a better suggestion. I can't stop him, Kris... he just proved how easy it is for him to get close to you…
Kristian nods.
Kristian: But how are you gonna fight him if you’re all lubed up like that? Carrie’s coming over tonight, do you really wanna be wasted in front of her knowing what she’ll do if she sees it and finds out why?
Jeszika: But how do I deal... ?
Kristian takes her into his arms.
Kristian: We find a way.
Jeszika: How?
Kristian: Together.
He slips the bottle from her grasp and sets it back where she got it.
Kristian: Come on, let’s just go to my place like we planned. We’ll play with Ravvy and Casey and wait for Carrie to come over and we’ll get through together. If we have to, we can call Nik and Beth.
Jeszika takes a deep breath.
Jeszika: Ok.
The two of them head out to his car and drive off towards his place, Jeszika trying not to let visions of a river of whiskey dance in her head while Kristian simply hopes for the best.
