"Um...hey, Chloe. I mean...what the heck, Chloe, what were you thinking when you pushed my sister right off of that damn cliff, Chloe? What the hell were you thinking!?" I continued screaming, making sure that she got the picture. "Were you jealous...?" my voice seemed to soften involuntarily, and I grumbled under my breath to add some anger effects.

"Jayden...Jayden...Oh, Jayden. Finally someone is talking to me."

She sighed, her breath leaving a hollow echo in my ear. She didn't seem to have heard what I had screamed into the phone a second ago.

All of a sudden, my heart melted, and I felt a hint of empathy. This happened...but no, not in my world. Never. She was an outlaw, a criminal, and Ma hasn't even reported her yet.

"Shut it with all your apologies and pleas. Just shut up!" I shouted, banging the table with my freehand. "Tell me! Tell me why...what!"

"Jay-jay, Bluejay, oh...Jayden...don't you break up with me now, baby. Not after everything, everything I've been through for you..." she whispered softly, as if singing a lullaby.

She was drunk...or drugged. I swallowed and hung up.