Chapter XXIV:Jones meets a Kasady

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(Jessica Jones spoilers)

"Get up, you have thirty appointments to get through"

Jessica groaned as Gillian flung open the shades and ripped the blanket off her body causing her to groan louder as she sat up with her eyes still shut. "Here," Jessica heard her but didn't open her eyes even when Gillian grabbed her hand and forced some kind of bottle in it,

"Drink it and get dressed. One of your clients is already here" Jessica sighed and finally opened her eyes as she tilted her head back to take a sip of the mysterious drink she was given and immediately regretted it, "What the fuck is this?" She called out as she sat the pink drink on her dresser and sniffed a pair of jeans just to gag and throw them in a corner.

"It's called a healthy smoothie!" It wasn't Gillian who answered her but Malcolm, he was probably talking to the client. She finally put on a clean pair of blue jeans with a black shirt but just as she started to pull it over her head,

"Hey! You can't go back there!"

Her door flew open and there stood a woman with (H,c) hair pushed back by a blue bandana, wearing a dark blue tank top that said 'Suns out, Guns out' alone with ripped jeans and looked just as pissed off as Jessica was.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Jessica spat as she pulled her shirt down all the way, prepared to push the woman out of her apartment/office.

"Do you know how long I've been waiting? As a businesswoman myself you're not really a professional at this are you?"

"Alright, get the hell out before I throw you out myself, lady" Jessica pointed behind before cracking both of her knuckles and then her neck as Malcolm stuck his head in the head,

"I'd uh, listen to her if I was you, Ma'am" But the woman didn't move causing Jessica to nod her head and turn the woman around by holding onto her shoulder and walking her towards the front door.

"Ms. Jones if you fucking listen--"

"I'm done with you, have a good day!" Jessica pushed the woman out her front door, purposely using her strength and locking the door behind as she dusted her hands off as if she just throw out trash and turned to Malcolm and Gillian who only gave her looks in disappointment. "What?" Jessica asked why rounding her desk and propping her feet up once she sat down,

"Now, I'm not saying that what she did was right" Malcolm started off,

"But she was waiting a long time for you, she's actually the one who you've kept putting off for weeks now" Gillian finished while sipping whatever liquid she had in her coffee mug. Jessica sighed and opened her drawer to pull out her bottle of Jack Daniels and a glass cup but her problems weren't over as her front door burst open, falling off the henges and landing a few inches away from the opening.

Gillian shouted as she stood up from her desk and Malcolm immediately went to Jessica to stop her from making things worse, "You're about to find out what happened to the last guy that broke down my door!" Her hands clenched into fists as she realized it would probably take a lot to knock this chick down since she obviously has strength as well.

"I'll fucking pay for it! We're not trying you fight, okay?"

She started walking towards the woman as Malcolm tried his best to keep her from moving but he just ended up sliding as she pushed forward, "Okay, Okay, Jess? Let's hear her out first, and if you don't like it then you two can fight-- outside"

"What? I never agreed to these conditions" the woman called out causing all three of them to turn to her and say, "You don't have a choice".

Memories of The Whizzer came to mind as she remembered what happened the last time she decided not to listen. He died and she was almost framed for his murder when really it was her mother. Her hands relaxed which caused Malcolm to back off, "You have six minutes" Jessica tells her, pointing at the chair in front her desk before sitting behind it,

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