just_muse_me 2.5 - Escape policy
FIVE times you wanted to escape and one time you wanted to stay.
Five - "Can we go now?" Jay kept her eyes trained on the wall. She sat neatly on a bench outside of a courtroom in a long black skirt and conservative blue top.
"Honey," Ada said softly, patting Jay's leg.
"Not yet," the ADA shook his head. "You need to-"
"I already said no," Jay said quietly.
"I understand you're scared, Jay, but do you realize how important this is?" The ADA stepped into Jay's line of sight. Jay kept her mouth shut.
"Damnit!" Ada got to shaky feet while raising her voice at her daughter. Something she so rarely did. Her face was red. "Stop being a stubborn child about this, Jayla! You do this! You do it for me and for your father! You hear?"
Jay met her mother's eyes, her own slightly blurred by tears. She kept it together though and bit her lip. "What the hell am I supposed to say?"
"You say that you miss your Daddy. You say that man doesn't deserve parole," Ada said sharply. "You tell them what was taken from you." Jay closed her eyes with a small nod. She still had no idea how to say it, and she wanted to be anywhere but there.
Four - "I gotta go," she murmured as she pulled away from the man's grip. He groaned.
"C'mon, baby, stay awhile longer."
"Sorry." She grabbed her clothes and quickly pulled into them.
"Thought we were havin' a good time?"
"Maybe you were," she gave a shrug and went for the door.
Three - Her arms were crossed over her chest as she stared at him. "You're breakin' up with me."
"Yea, Jay, I guess I am."
"What the hell? Why?" Her eyes turned to a glare.
"Because I'm fed up. Because...I don't know...I can actually appreciate the word 'relationship'. Can you?"
She shook her head slowly, so many answers biting at her tongue, but she said nothing. Instead, she just turned and walked away.
Two - "It's like I told you," he shrugged. "You wanna keep the job..."
Her eyes kept to the floor and she tensed as his hand crept to her arm. Shivers of disgust ran through her. "Maybe I don't want the job," she muttered. His hand tightened on her arm.
"Now I seem to remember you havin' bills that need payin'. Where else you gonna find work?"
One - "This day will never end!" Jay's hands covered her face as she groaned.
"Sure it will," her friend Misty nodded. "We got four hours."
"Four more hours of hell!" Jay cried out dramatically.
"Four more hours and no more high school. Ever again," Misty corrected.
One time you wanted to stay - His hand found her cheek and she met him halfway for a short kiss. She closed her eyes as his hand moved through her hair. With a sigh she leaned into his shoulder. His arms went around her tightly and he held onto her.
"It'll be okay, Jay. I promise." She gripped onto the front of his shirt. "Sssh, come on.." He brought her face up and wiped it slowly. "Stay here tonight, okay?" She looked up into the man's eyes. The kind and caring eyes of the incredible man she'd grown up knowing. The man that took her to her prom when no one else would. The man that wasn't supposed to be anything more than her best friend's older brother. She nodded to him, and let him lead her back to his room, where they crawled into bed and he held her.
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Five - "Can we go now?" Jay kept her eyes trained on the wall. She sat neatly on a bench outside of a courtroom in a long black skirt and conservative blue top.
"Honey," Ada said softly, patting Jay's leg.
"Not yet," the ADA shook his head. "You need to-"
"I already said no," Jay said quietly.
"I understand you're scared, Jay, but do you realize how important this is?" The ADA stepped into Jay's line of sight. Jay kept her mouth shut.
"Damnit!" Ada got to shaky feet while raising her voice at her daughter. Something she so rarely did. Her face was red. "Stop being a stubborn child about this, Jayla! You do this! You do it for me and for your father! You hear?"
Jay met her mother's eyes, her own slightly blurred by tears. She kept it together though and bit her lip. "What the hell am I supposed to say?"
"You say that you miss your Daddy. You say that man doesn't deserve parole," Ada said sharply. "You tell them what was taken from you." Jay closed her eyes with a small nod. She still had no idea how to say it, and she wanted to be anywhere but there.
Four - "I gotta go," she murmured as she pulled away from the man's grip. He groaned.
"C'mon, baby, stay awhile longer."
"Sorry." She grabbed her clothes and quickly pulled into them.
"Thought we were havin' a good time?"
"Maybe you were," she gave a shrug and went for the door.
Three - Her arms were crossed over her chest as she stared at him. "You're breakin' up with me."
"Yea, Jay, I guess I am."
"What the hell? Why?" Her eyes turned to a glare.
"Because I'm fed up. Because...I don't know...I can actually appreciate the word 'relationship'. Can you?"
She shook her head slowly, so many answers biting at her tongue, but she said nothing. Instead, she just turned and walked away.
Two - "It's like I told you," he shrugged. "You wanna keep the job..."
Her eyes kept to the floor and she tensed as his hand crept to her arm. Shivers of disgust ran through her. "Maybe I don't want the job," she muttered. His hand tightened on her arm.
"Now I seem to remember you havin' bills that need payin'. Where else you gonna find work?"
One - "This day will never end!" Jay's hands covered her face as she groaned.
"Sure it will," her friend Misty nodded. "We got four hours."
"Four more hours of hell!" Jay cried out dramatically.
"Four more hours and no more high school. Ever again," Misty corrected.
One time you wanted to stay - His hand found her cheek and she met him halfway for a short kiss. She closed her eyes as his hand moved through her hair. With a sigh she leaned into his shoulder. His arms went around her tightly and he held onto her.
"It'll be okay, Jay. I promise." She gripped onto the front of his shirt. "Sssh, come on.." He brought her face up and wiped it slowly. "Stay here tonight, okay?" She looked up into the man's eyes. The kind and caring eyes of the incredible man she'd grown up knowing. The man that took her to her prom when no one else would. The man that wasn't supposed to be anything more than her best friend's older brother. She nodded to him, and let him lead her back to his room, where they crawled into bed and he held her.
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