Jessalyn, Ben - Compound - Change
Floyd and Jess had been settled inside a house within the compound. If she ignored the guards at the gates with guns and being held against their will Jess could almost pretend they were in their own home as a family. Floyd was made to work by Tremblay but Jess hadn't been made to do anything as of yet. She wondered if it was because she had a baby or because she was getting special treatment for some reason.
She was in the kitchen working on some dinner for them, real dinner that included fish that had been caught and vegetables from the garden the compound had cultivated by using one of the buildings as a greenhouse. Ben was in a sling around her chest, sucking away on a pacifier that KK had given her along with the pack of baby supplies. Jess had accepted it begrudgingly, only because she knew Ben needed it.
Floyd came in and Jess felt herself thanking God again for bringing them back together. Sometimes she was afraid that it was all a dream and she would wake up again seperated from him. And even though he hadn't been as... friendly to her as before, her thoughts and feelings about him hadn't changed. She found herself at times feeling jealous of the girl, Imogen, that had been brought here with him. Was there something between them? Had Floyd met another woman somewhere and lost his feelings for her?
But when those thoughts came Jess had to push them away. There was no time for worrying about things like that. Maybe, after a little bit, Floyd would come around again and things would be as they were. She hated it when things changed.
Floyd came in and she looked up at him with her customary warm smile that she always had for him. It faltered a bit when he mentioned Hank and she nodded. She had met Hank alright. Hank scared her. There was something... dangerous about him. He was like a man at the end of a long rope, about the jump off the edge of sanity and hang himself.
But if Floyd trusted him Jess knew she had to give him the benefit of the doubt.
Her smile came back as she turned to give Floyd a good veiw of Ben. "He's got his pacifier and is hanging from his portable milk machine so he is content for now. I'm making dinner for us. It'll be ready soon," she said, taking his hand briefly before turning back to the food.
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Jess stuck close to Floyd in the large crowd. She didn't like this. It have her a bad feeling. She had left Ben napping inside the house in his crib. Tremblay had given them keys to the house and had assured her that she and Floyd had the only keys so she felt comfortable leaving Ben there for a little bit.
But this gathering, what was this about? A crowd in front of a stage was never a good thing. The last time she'd been in something like this Bruce had reappeared in her life. Jess swallowed hard. He was dead. He was not coming back.
Tremblay made eye contact and smiled at her Jess immediately clutched Floyd's hand. She didn't like the smile. Why was he looking at her that way?
When Floyd said they were going to go she breathed a sigh of relief but then he stopped. She looked towards the stage and gasped.
Tyler!
He looked terrible. They had treated him badly.
"Floyd," she murmured, holding on to him with both hands. Tremblay spoke about Tyler being evil and how they 'could not tolerate his existence anymore'. "This isn't right," she said only loud enough for Floyd to hear. "He did a lot of things yes, but Tremblay is no better. How can he condemn Tyler to death?"
Then a thought struck her. "Floyd," she said, suddenly very anxious. "Didn't he have a child? A daughter? You don't think... Tremblay won't have her killed... he can't."
A woman suddenly leapt from the crowd and onto the stage, kneeling before Tyler. Who was that? She hadn't been in Tyler's harem, Jess was sure. The way she looked at him... no. It wasn't possible.
But then again, what had Tyler been doing this whole time? Had he made a new group? Gotten a new following? Or was it possible that he hadn't returned to his old ways? Could someone as dark as him change?
"This isn't right," she repeated. "Something about this doesn't feel right. Something is wrong."
Floyd and Jess had been settled inside a house within the compound. If she ignored the guards at the gates with guns and being held against their will Jess could almost pretend they were in their own home as a family. Floyd was made to work by Tremblay but Jess hadn't been made to do anything as of yet. She wondered if it was because she had a baby or because she was getting special treatment for some reason.
She was in the kitchen working on some dinner for them, real dinner that included fish that had been caught and vegetables from the garden the compound had cultivated by using one of the buildings as a greenhouse. Ben was in a sling around her chest, sucking away on a pacifier that KK had given her along with the pack of baby supplies. Jess had accepted it begrudgingly, only because she knew Ben needed it.
Floyd came in and Jess felt herself thanking God again for bringing them back together. Sometimes she was afraid that it was all a dream and she would wake up again seperated from him. And even though he hadn't been as... friendly to her as before, her thoughts and feelings about him hadn't changed. She found herself at times feeling jealous of the girl, Imogen, that had been brought here with him. Was there something between them? Had Floyd met another woman somewhere and lost his feelings for her?
But when those thoughts came Jess had to push them away. There was no time for worrying about things like that. Maybe, after a little bit, Floyd would come around again and things would be as they were. She hated it when things changed.
Floyd came in and she looked up at him with her customary warm smile that she always had for him. It faltered a bit when he mentioned Hank and she nodded. She had met Hank alright. Hank scared her. There was something... dangerous about him. He was like a man at the end of a long rope, about the jump off the edge of sanity and hang himself.
But if Floyd trusted him Jess knew she had to give him the benefit of the doubt.
Her smile came back as she turned to give Floyd a good veiw of Ben. "He's got his pacifier and is hanging from his portable milk machine so he is content for now. I'm making dinner for us. It'll be ready soon," she said, taking his hand briefly before turning back to the food.
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Jess stuck close to Floyd in the large crowd. She didn't like this. It have her a bad feeling. She had left Ben napping inside the house in his crib. Tremblay had given them keys to the house and had assured her that she and Floyd had the only keys so she felt comfortable leaving Ben there for a little bit.
But this gathering, what was this about? A crowd in front of a stage was never a good thing. The last time she'd been in something like this Bruce had reappeared in her life. Jess swallowed hard. He was dead. He was not coming back.
Tremblay made eye contact and smiled at her Jess immediately clutched Floyd's hand. She didn't like the smile. Why was he looking at her that way?
When Floyd said they were going to go she breathed a sigh of relief but then he stopped. She looked towards the stage and gasped.
Tyler!
He looked terrible. They had treated him badly.
"Floyd," she murmured, holding on to him with both hands. Tremblay spoke about Tyler being evil and how they 'could not tolerate his existence anymore'. "This isn't right," she said only loud enough for Floyd to hear. "He did a lot of things yes, but Tremblay is no better. How can he condemn Tyler to death?"
Then a thought struck her. "Floyd," she said, suddenly very anxious. "Didn't he have a child? A daughter? You don't think... Tremblay won't have her killed... he can't."
A woman suddenly leapt from the crowd and onto the stage, kneeling before Tyler. Who was that? She hadn't been in Tyler's harem, Jess was sure. The way she looked at him... no. It wasn't possible.
But then again, what had Tyler been doing this whole time? Had he made a new group? Gotten a new following? Or was it possible that he hadn't returned to his old ways? Could someone as dark as him change?
"This isn't right," she repeated. "Something about this doesn't feel right. Something is wrong."