Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

“No, you can’t say no. You have to help me!” Jacqueline interrupted in a shrill tone.

Though he was not in the same room as her, Jackson thought he could imagine how desperate she looked at that very moment.

“Jacqueline, you should stay at the villa and repent. Maybe Shane will let you off easy out of pity. If you make a run for it now, you’ll only piss him off,” Jackson sighed as he doled out his advice.

Jacqueline vibrated with anger as she yelled, “What do you mean I’ll piss him off? I bet you’re the one scared of pissing him off! You coward!”

“How else should I look at you? You claim that you love me, yet you’ve never once confessed your feelings to me. What is that if it isn’t cowardice? Now that I’m stuck in the villa, you won’t come and save me after my begging. You’re nothing but a coward.”

Jackson smiled bitterly, feeling like a knife had stabbed straight through his heart. “I guess you’re right, Jacqueline. A coward like me can’t save you.”

Dejected, he prepared to hang up.

Jacqueline, on the other hand, was dumbfounded.

I didn’t think he would actually admit to

hatred for Jackson ballooned, as did the urge

was her only lifeline. She could say any manner of

her anger and

Jackson. “Jacqueline, I can’t help you out of this,

love; there’s nothing wrong with it. Jackie, you have to save me. I’m going mad in this villa. I think I’m starting to hallucinate. Jackie, please save me. I’m begging you, ok?” Jacqueline sounded like she was choking on

He became upset at her pitiful cries. “How can I save you? You have committed

in this place forever. I can change for the better elsewhere. Jackie, I’m begging you. I’m going to go mad and die

“B-but-” Jackson hesitated.

“If you don’t want to see my dead body, you better agree to my request. You know better than anyone else that once someone

a self-deprecating laugh before saying, “I must’ve owed you my life in the past or something. Fine,

“You’re the best, Jackie. I always knew you cared about