"I can believe that bastard is dead, how I would have loved to kill him myself!" Jason growled as he stuck a needle into his hands after a long quarrel with the paramedic about not needing a drip. Jessie insisted and Of course, she won. She was sitting beside him while he lay on the bed another thing the paramedics insisted on. She had no serious injuries and was already feeling light and happy on the pain meds she was put on. Jason on the other hand had a head injury, and neither Jessie nor the paramedics wanted to dismiss it until he had an MRI scan.
"You are already on your way to jail have you not learned your lesson? Besides he is already dead" she shivered, "that's enough for me. I just wished for him to be gone."
"I cannot believe you are being like this, you would have set the world on fire trying to get revenge on George after what he did to you, are you really okay. You can break down if you want." Jason said reaching for her hand.
