[center][color=teal][h2]Jessamyn "Jess" Bailey[/h2][/color][/center]

Jess woke with a start. She sat up to see weak rays of light filtering through the curtains, morning having arrived all too soon. She couldn't recall any nightmares, but her heart thudded, and a sheen of cold sweat clung to her skin. Which meant this wasn't so much her reaction as Roxy's, this house reminding the anchor of a past she'd rather forget. A past she couldn't forget as they both became more and more caught up in it.

Pushing away the covers, Jess wrapped her arms around her body as a sense of vulnerability flooded her. She grimaced, her stomach turning. What exactly had Roxy been through here? Right away, Jess clambered out of bed, hurried from the room and knocked on Roxy's door. [color=teal]"Are you ok?"[/color] she asked. Stupid question, especially coming from an empath, but it was the first thing she could think to say. 

For all she knew, Roxy could still be asleep, If she was, though, this would wake her from any nightmare she was having.