Not a Total Bitch

                                    

                                          
Jayne's P.O.V.
I must be dreaming. I have to be. Misty Rivers just walked into the police station. Misty Rivers is helping me.
                          
"He's got, um, videos on his phone. Marcus that is. I didn't watch them but..." She explains. "I heard him bragging to his friends one day and I looked through his phone."
                          
"Thank you Miss Rivers, hopefully he still has the videos." My dad responds. Misty nods and gets up.
                          
"You're...helping me?" I ask as she stops in front of me. She huffs and crosses her arms.
                          
"I'm not a total bitch." She counters. "Besides, Marcus is a pig. I've been waiting to get at him for years." 
                          
"He- did it to you too, didn't he?" I ask. She doesn't reply but I know the answer. "I'm sorry."
                          
"I don't need your pity!" She snaps.
                          
"It's not pity." I respond. "Why didn't you report it?"
                          
"To the man who my mom helped cheat on his wife with including on the day she was attacked which wouldn't have happened if he wasn't with my mom?" Misty says sarcasticly. "It never crossed my mind."
                          
"I get it. Thank you though. Maybe you aren't a complete, heartless bitch."
                          
"And maybe you aren't an annoying, know-it-all." She responds. "I'll go a little easier on you but don't think this means I like you." I can't help but pull her into a hug- it might be the baby's fault. Misty freezes before relaxing slowly and patting my back. "If you tell anyone about this I'll kill you, got it?" I snicker.
                          
"Got it." I confirm. "You know...Lynn, Kari, and I were gonna have a sleepover at my place- you could come."
                          
"Don't be stupid, you're still a loser." She responds but I can see something different in her eyes.
                          
"Well...if you change your mind bring pj's and a sleeping bag at anytime." Misty snorts and grins before turning and leaving. I smile.

                          
Jace is such an ass, it takes forever to get him out of my house so I can have a girls only sleepover. 
                          
"You sold your soul to the Devil, y'know?" Kari states after I told them about Misty.
                          
"No...I don't think I did." I respond. The doorbell rings not long after and I smile as I go and answer it. Misty' s waiting on the other side in a pink pajama set with a matching sleeping bag. "Hey."
                          
"Hey." She replies. "I figured since I don't have anything better to do so..." I nod.
                          
"Of course." I agree. "We were just about to order some food some c'mon in." Misty smiles before ducking her head and entering. She's a softie at heart, I can tell.