Saturday, March 3, 2018

(SoA) Jessica x Asma : They were wrong

Some said she was cold because she never raised her voice, not even when she was angry. Some said she was distant, even to those she truly loved because she wasn't claiming every two minutes that she loved her family and friends. Some said she was in for the power because they knew the SACRO reputation and the one the KNIGHTS had and they believed that for a woman, to be at the position she was in, in a world dominated by men, she should have danced horizontally to get there.

They were wrong! They were all wrong. It wasn't Jess at all, they misunderstood her like they always did. Jessica earned her position through her sheer skillsets and strong personality. She was a lethal weapon, a one-woman-army who rose in position through her reputation. She earned the trust of her Knights, earned the trust of SAMCRO but in no way did she have to fuck to get there. She didn't need to and it wasn't her ways to do her business. Those slandering words were nothing more but an attempt at ruining her reputation, at ridiculing her accomplishments and efforts. Nothing more, nothing less of that.

They were wrong! they were all wrong. Jessica didn't need to constantly tell people she loved them. She was quiet, she showed it more than said it. It was all in the little details. When she loved you, she was there for you. You could be thrown in jail, you could have killed a man, your life could be in danger, she would protect you, bail you out, kill the threat. She would take care of someone else's kids, adopt them as her own, protect them from their unstable mother because she loved them. Jessica would look into your eyes, with her big blue orbs and without saying a word, you'd know how much she cared about you.

Her body language betrayed her very thoughts and once you got used to her, it became easier to notice when she was angry, sad, upset or all of the above. It was easy to see something was wrong because she didn't feel the same, she didn't move the same or she simply was too silent for her own taste. You needed to learn her ways, to fully understand who she was and even then, you wouldn't fully know what was going on in her head. And it was okay.

but to say she was not loving? To say she was cold and calculating? to say she was a hoe who didn't earn her position? all of that was bullshit. Asma knew better than that.

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