Jessica POV :||

I stopped at Johns feet, panting. "What did you do?" he screamed, throwing me to the ground. "TELL ME BITCH!"

I let a single tear slide down my face. "Marcia is running away from her problems again."

"YOU ARE HER PROBLEM! CANT YOU BE DECENT FOR FIVE MINUTES WITHOUT SCARING HER?!"

"John, I can't be what you want me to be, I can't think what you want me to think, I can't do what you want me to do, I can't say what you want be to say, I can't be anything you want me to be. John, I realize how awful I am, okay? I have no love in my life what so ever. I feed off pity and negative attention. That's all I'll ever get. Now, listen to me..."

"Why should I fucking listen to you!? After what you have done!?"

"Then I guess you won't be finding Marcia."

"I'll find her myself, thank you very much, bitch. Go kill yourself."

I stood there, and watched him walk off into the palm trees. "Go kill yourself..." his voice rang in my head. I smiled wickedly, "Alright then."

"Jessica?!" Paul shouted, grabbing my shoulders. I brushed his hands off and walked away. "Jessica! Talk to me!"

"If you want to talk, go find John. He'll explain everything."

Written By Chandler.