To say he was angry was an understatement, to assume he was hurt was also an understatement. He didn't want to make assumptions but he also could help the gut wrenching pain that hit him when he heard. Did everyone else know? Why wouldn't she tell him? Did she not trust him or what? He thought he had done at the very least enough to gain her trust. Perhaps he hadn't done enough??

Walking out of the car, he started his advance towards the manor, dreading the impending fight but it was bound to happen anyway. He wanted answers and he wanted them now!

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Jessie was in pain! She was literally wrenching on the floor, basking in the results of all her bad decisions. But when Jason walked into the living room, wearing that suit... she found strength she didn't know she had. Pushing the pain to the back of her mind she glared at him, not knowing if it was her hormones that pushed her to violent thoughts or the fact that she was newly in love and she didn't know what to do with all these emotions she was mad!

"Why the hell are you wearing that?" She asked eyeing his outfit with unmasked ire.

Ignoring her question he stared her in the eyes as he slowly pulled off the fitted jacket, and tossing it on the floor between them, reaching behind him he locked the door behind him. He knew Jessie's tendencies to flee when being cornered, he was insisting that she stay and fight. He was madly curious as to what her reasons would be.

"Why? Did you expect me to walk around naked?" He said bluntly his eyes never leaving hers as the non chalant words left his lips.

Jessie eyes widened and her jaw dropped, at first she was speechless, then she got madder because she was speechless. "Patricia picked that out for you!" Was all the argument she could come up with.

Wanting to see her livid, needing her to hurt just as much as he did he continued to instigate her. "And? It's a dashing suit isn't it?"

Jessie was truly lost for words, this was not going how she intended, how she needed it to go. All she wanted was to lay on a bed, with his warmth besides her as he held her through the pain, but her hormones drunk mind would never bring out the words like that. She was a woman for crying out loud, on her period! Of course she would be complicated and cryptic. He was supposed to figure it out and solve it!

Not knowing what else to say tears began to fall from her eyes and soon enough she was sniffling

"What the hell are you doing?" Jason asked honestly and completely shocked.

"What do you think?!" She yelled. "How can you say that? How can you ... wear what she picked out for you? You've been with her haven't you? Did you lie to me? Do you not love me? Do I look like a joke to you? Was Tony right? Are you and Patricia just playing with me? What kind of sick joke is this?!!" She yelled.

"Are you serious? How could you even ask me that?" He laughed out the anger that coursed through his veins. "After everything, you can still question me like that? Why do you always do this Jessie? Stomp all over my feelings with no care in the world? I'm I only just a joke to you?" He spat back.

"So you're saying that you weren't with Patricia." She stated, her tears gone replaced by hot but quiet unadulterated rage. Completely ignoring his statement.

"I never said tha-"

"So what are you saying? Who is stomping all over the other person!" She yelled failing to make sense at this point.

"It isn't like that and you know it isn't like that! Stop insinuating rubbish." He said in an authoritative manner.

And she almost rolled her eyes, when her phone buzzed. Jason immediately had a bad feeling at the odd timing off the text.

"Don't look at that." He stated.

She didn't plan to but then he told her not to so that exactly what she went and did. Pulling the phone out of his hoodie she tapped on the attached text. And the photo of Jason dancing with Patricia, when he was 'supposedly' kissing her was what welcomed her. Jessie hands trembled, her lips trembled, infact her entire being trembled.

"Wh-what is this?" She stuttered as she asked, turning the phone screen around so he could see.

Clearly he was in a tight spot and he knew it, there was no way he could wriggle his way out of this one. "Jessie..." his voice was soft and light, stepping towards her but her outstretched arm stopped him as she took one step backwards as well.

"Now you're lying?" She asked in a small voice and it broke his heart to hear her sound so... broken.

"Jessie, it's no-"

"What I think?" She finished. "You know what, go ahead I want to see how you lie your way out of this one."

"Why do you assume I'm going to lie?" He asked struggling to keep his voice from rising, he shouldn't be angry right now, or at least not express the searing emotion.

"What else do you expect me to assume?" She asked, sounding almost defeated.

"I expect you to trust me, you can do that can't you? Or do I need to get proof that I am not doing what you think I am in that picture." He said unable to keep the malice and anger out of his tone this time.

Jessie doubled back, "don't you dare turn this back on me, don't make it seem like I always question you or I don't trust you." She spat back.

"Do you?" He asked and she blinked at him. "Is that you didn't tell me that you were being sued for every single penny you have? That you're even losing your property?"

Not expecting that at all Jessie eyes flew to the door, looking for a chance to escape but he was still standing in front of the door so that was a no go zone.

There was only one more exit, into the green house that sat in the middle of the first floor. But Jason already predicted that, so as she ran to the door he didn't make and swift movements for that, he was beginning to realise her mannerisms. As she tried to push the door and it wouldn't budge she turned around in horror, releasing a small welp as Jason was already directly in front of her slamming his hand in the screen behind her.

"You're not going anywhere, answer me Jessie. When were you planning to tell me? Or where you not even planning to say anything?" He asked in such a dangerous tone that even her herself, she began to fear.