Who: Erica and Tara with guest appearance by Vampire Jessica What: The phone calls continue Where: The Prison When: Tonight Warnings: Not really
The phone rang this time at 3AM. Erica's light brown eyes scraped over the stupid thing. She hated it. She wanted to throw it. She hadn't slept in three nights now. It was a good thing she was a werewolf or she might really go insane.
She chuckled to herself. Go insane? Bitch, you're already there. Erica ran her fingers through her long tangles of thick blonde hair. She had gotten a phone call every single night save for the night that Sookie had taken her phone. Jessica didn't want to talk to Sookie, she only wanted to talk to Erica which should have set off warning bells for the young werewolf. She couldn't hear them over the ones that were already ringing though. How was she going to explain to Derek and Boyd and Isaac that she had gone insane? Derek and Boyd were already starting to sense something was off with the beta wolf. She hadn't slept in days and her eyes were always furtive and she was jumpy. The easy sexuality and carefree attitude that Erica carried with her everywhere had simply vanished as she vanished deeper and deeper into her own psychosis, disappearing into her cell to hide.
In an impulsive move she grabbed her phone and accepted the call. "Hello?"
"Hey, Erica."
Erica swallowed hard as she listened to the familiar voice of her friend. Jessica had been a constant in her life back when she had desperately needed one. Separated from Boyd and Hayley and no clue where Derek or Isaac was, Jessica had been a friend to Erica when the only "friend" she had was Stiles and he so didn't even count. Pregnant and alone and scared, the vampire had been a strange soothing presence in her life when she needed it most. A few tears dripped from her chin onto her bedspread.
"You can't keep calling me, Jess. You're driving me insane."
"You don't want to talk to me? It's so lonely on the other side. I just want a friend."
Guilt gripped Erica firmly as she stared at the stupid pattern on her stupid bedspread. She fucking hated this thing. Her claws extended and she ripped through a good size portion.
"I won't call again if you don't want me to."
"No!" Erica exclaimed. "I'm sorry. This is just really weird. Where are you? I mean the other side. What's it like there?"
"It's terrible. It's so cold here and dark. I'm so lonely."
"What about Matt and Nate and Vera? Aren't they there with you?"
"No. I don't know what happened to them," Jessica said sadly.
"You died for nothing, you know that? You should have hidden when that hellbitch found you. Why didn't you hide?"
"I was protecting Vera."
"A lot of good that did. She died anyway," Erica said sadly. Maybe Jessica had bought Vera a little bit of time and maybe that time had been good because Vera was able to speak again but Erica didn't give a shit and she didn't care if that made her a bad person. She and Vera should have both hidden and taken the chance.
"Yeah."
A long silence stretched out between the two old friends as Erica fiddled with the shreds of her bedspread again.
"I checked in on Boyd again. He's getting so big you should see him. He looks just like you. He's got this crazy mop of curly blonde hair. He looks just like a little angel."
Now the tears were streaming down Erica's face. There wasn't a day that went by that she didn't miss her little boy and she didn't seriously reconsider her decision to come back to Everett and join her pack. She knew she couldn't be a good mother to baby Boyd, the kind of mother he deserved. But she could have stayed in his life, she could have been a big sister at the very least.
"He doesn't look like his father at all. He looks just like you."
"Is he safe?"
There was another pause. "Is he safe, Jessica? Are you there? Jessica?"
A fumbling noise came from the other end of the line before it went dead. Erica pulled her phone away from her ear and stared at it. "No. No. No. No." Frantically she tried to dial the number back but nothing happened. The fucking phones didn't even work. It took every bit of self control she had not to crush the piece of metal and plastic in her hand. If she did that Jessica wouldn't be able to call back.
She pulled her thick blonde hair into a ponytail and forced herself off her bunk. She tucked her phone in her pocket and headed towards the restroom. She had only made it about halfway there when she heard a phone ring. She automatically went for her phone because who else was getting phone calls besides her? Her phone was dark though and Erica's senses kicked into full swing as she listened to another phone chime away. She stuck her head in cell after cell until she saw a girl sitting on her bunk staring at her phone. She was some blonde chick who had come back when all the other ghosts had but Erica hadn't bothered to learn her name yet.