"Is she nearby, can you give her the phone?" I furiously uttered. What exactly was wrong with Jessica? What on earth was wrong with her that she didn't want to confess? I wondered as I clenched my fist in anger while waiting for her mother's reply.
"Yes, she's nearby but she's not willing to talk" Aunt Vicky said, worried. I was worried too, why would Jessica chose not disclose things over freedom? It wasn't as if the police would prosecute her if she tells the truth, they would only set her free and deal with the culprits.
"Why, is she crazy? Aunt, did you tell her she's not a culprit? As long as she didn't conspire with them, she would definitely be free. Aunt, tell her that please!" I said, staring at my reflection on the delicate mirror in front of me.
"She knows that already, even more than you do. She just didn't want to say anything, I guess she's just trying to punish. She sees I care too much, but is it a crime to care for your own child?" Aunt Vicky said as she began sobbing.
I was shocked, probably because I didn't see that coming. I thought she was always strong. "Aunt please," I gulped and continued, "please be patient, and stop crying. You have to be strong, for yourself and also for Jessica. Right now, the young lady didn't know exactly what she's doing but soon she will come back to her senses. I wish I was there" I gritted my teeth.
"I... I am trying," she said amidst sob, "but Jessica has already drifted off the course, and I am beginning to blame myself for pampering her so much and for showing her too much love. I was only trying to be there for her, to be her father and mother. What have I done wrong?" she continued sobbing, "What exactly have I done wrong?"
"You've done... nothing, Aunt Vicky, obviously. You just need to calm down, okay? I don't want anything to happen to you" I implored her. Actually, she kind of deserve what she was facing. However, seeing how remorseful she was I was beginning to overlook her lapses. "Please, be calm, Aunt Vicky. We can sort things out, all you need to do is to try to talk to her in the nicest way ever" I politely advised her.
"I did... I did everything possible, but... I will try again and..." she said and suddenly the call ended. It ended abruptly, and the sound I heard before it ended stunned me. It was as if she fell down or something.
Out of curiosity, I tried calling her but her line was unreachable. That was strange, what happened? I wondered, just then someone walked into the washroom. It wasn't just anybody, it was Frank. And he looked worried.
"What are you doing here, is everything okay? I have been looking for you since" he said as he walked over to me and held one of my hands, "Talk to me, is everything okay?" he asked again seeing how worried and speechless I was.
"It's Jessica, she's being stubborn again" I muttered trying hard to control myself.
"Jessica? Being stubborn again? What did she do exactly?" he bespoke, wanting to know.
"She's trying to land herself into jail, she doesn't want to confess for what she did" I said and then explained everything to him. He was surprised upon hearing what was going on, at the same time unhappy.
"Why would she choose to conceal the truth, isn't she scared of what the result of her silence would end up being?" he uttered frowning his face.
"That's exactly what I don't know, for all I care that girl is stubborn. She's too stubborn to be handled by her mother. She needs iron fists, not soft hands. If I were her mother, I would let her taste life in jail for once. I bet she would confess to everything the next day she's locked" I angrily said. I know I wasn't supposed to say that in his presence, but I also couldn't control my anger. Jessica had done enough already, she deserved to be treated like the brat she turned herself into.
"Is that necessary? Perhaps we should go and talk to her, or what do you think?" he wrinkled a brow at me. That was a nice idea but I was somehow uncomfortable the fact that he would show his face again to the stubborn girl. I disliked it when the two meet, not only because I was jealous but because I didn't know what her plans were and what she had in mind. That girl, she can never be trusted because she was unpredictable. She could practically do anything to satisfy her carnal desire.
Talking about carnal desire, everytime I think about the conversation we had on phone that day and the voice I heard on the background which turned out to be Reade's, I would wonder what exactly happened between the two.
Did she gave him her body or what? I couldn't really say because I wasn't sure about it. She still looked innocent to me when it comes to that aspect, I still viewed her as a virgin. But if for some unknown reasons she's not virgin, then I still didn't want to believe Reade was the one that took her virginity.
Perhaps I trust her too much to not believe she had been deflowered, or to not believe what happened between her and Reade that day was what I feared. But why would she even think about doing that? None of her friends look like perverts, although they had their own mishaps but they didn't look that bad.
"Aren't we supposed to stay until the meeting is over? I mean, it just started right? Leaving would make Jared and his sister to think somehow, I don't want them to think I was the one that talk you into leaving" I said and somehow, he agreed with me.
"Okay then, let's wait until the meeting is over" he said and hugged me gently.
