Desperate Lovers

"Miss Jessica is so kind."

Angela looked directly at her, pushing every word out of her throat.

What was the truth two years ago? No one knew it better than her and Jessica.

"After all, you used to be my friend. How can I blame you?"

Jessica sighed, "If I really blamed you, I would have sued you two years ago, and wouldn't have let you be out of jail so easily."

"Then should I thank you for that?"

Angela suppressed the anger that was about to burst out of her chest, her eyes full of sarcasm.

Easily?

She had been in prison for two years, putting up with the daily humiliations from other inmates, and hovering between life and death a few times, and Jessica was saying she went out of the jail easily?!

"No, you don’t need to thank me, which seems like we are strangers."

Jessica took her hand, and asked worriedly:

"I heard that you just tried to kill yourself?

Did you hurt yourself?"

"I'm fine, I'm afrain I am disappointing you."

Angela pulled her hand out hard from Jessica and wiped on her clothes. She thought Jessica was too dirty.

"How could I be disappointed?"

Jessica bit her lip and said with genuine affection, "If anything happens to you, I'd be sorry for the rest of my life."

Angela was sick of Jessica’s hypocrisy that she kept her head down and didn't make any sound.

"It's late and it's not easy to get a cab, so I'll have my driver take you home first and then I'll go home."

Jessica's clear face showed sincerety, ignoring the bottle on the hospital bed as if she didn't know Angela was ill.

Angela was so angry at Jessica’s shamelessness that her body trembled, but when she saw James beside, all her anger dissolved into resignation and patience.

She pursed her lips and walked over to the bed and started putting on her shoes.

Jessica lowered her eyes slightly to hide the fleeting complacence in her eyes.

"You stay in the hospital and don't have to work these days."

James took out a cigarette and held it between his long index and middle fingers, but finally put it back without lighting it.

Jessica blinked in surprise.

"Angela, are you sick?"

frowned, and did not

a much better ‘actress’ than

didn't you

sighed, frustrated

back tonight, James will think I do it

"Don't you?"

glanced at her,

"Of course not."

me as a bad woman, James. I really don't blame her even though Angela broke my legs and I am unable to dance

smiled hideously, and did not continue the conversation. Then, he said

get out of the hospital, go back to work and stop

"OK"

stopped clutching her dress, but clenched it again after a while.

me

should not have any feelings for him, but just a little bit of care and attention he gave

Very bitchy.

she was not able to

such a thing like poppy addiction. Even though you know

“You are welcome.”

dark eyes reflected Angela’s figure, “Stay healthy, then you can live well, live

her ear, "Pay

the

James and Jessica left the room together, jealous of the handsome

uniform and the freshly

than a clown attempting to insert herself between the perfect couple, which was

the nights were cool

DING!

the outside of the hospital, "Come in for a rehab at 10: 30 p.m. Your attending doctor is

laugh at me,

with lovable woman's pride, “It was

“Really?”

back,

"Of course."

armrest of her wheelchair and said with

trying to kill herself, I came right over, just

after Angela committed suicide, and you've got the news. You

snorted lightly,

just happened to have heard

Jessica's eyes flashed.

followed James when she saw him come to the hospital when the

to her that he was in