Chapter 17. Doubts and Half-Assed Apologies

"It's fine, Jess. I'm good." The guy cleared his throat. "It's nothing."

Nothing? Seriously? Jessi could only stare at Darren as he tried his best to convince her he was physically fine, and not paralyzed by shock or fear after the utter craziness that just happened. She stood next to him, her knees still weak.  They felt like they're going to buckle any second now.

Darren sat still on his trailer bed, gripping his phone, his fairly bloodshot and watery eyes glancing at her from time to time.

If only she didn't witness him being choked to death on the floor by his co-star, she would believe him without a shadow of a doubt. But she saw what happened with her own eyes. 

The unbridled violence. The hostility. Jenson swearing out loud at him... Darren's face getting all red and swollen from the aggressive choke hold and...

The images just wouldn't leave her brain. Jessi restrained a sigh. Should she call the management? Or just call the cops on Je