Angie and Roselle continued walking at the park for a while. Roselle moved in front of Angie and said, "Thank you, Angie. I don't know what I would do without you."

  Angie, however gave a sly smile. She held up a game in her hands. "Don't get too sentimental with me. I ain’t your friend. You still owe me two favors, and I'll decide when to cash them in."

  Roselle chuckled, "I won't forget, Angie. But thanks again for your help today."

  Angie waved her hand dismissively. "Stop thanking me, Roselle. It makes me feel weird."

  Roselle smirked. "Alright, I’ll stop. But you know I appreciate it."

  Angie turned her attention to the game in her hands. "Yeah, yeah. Let’s just get back. I’ve got a high score to beat Oh, and one more thing, Roselle. Before you go to Tina's chatroom, make sure to log in to our chatroom. It's always best to be prepared."

  Angie's phone rang then. She eagerly answered it, expecting good news. The caller ID displayed "Harty," which brought a smile to her face. She stepped aside from Roselle and took the call.

  "Yo Harty! I was hoping to hear from you. Did everything go well on your end?" Angie asked with a sense of optimism.

  However, her excitement quickly faded as she listened to Harty's on the other end of the line. He delivered unsettling news.

  "Wait, what? Jess' house? What happened? Is she in danger?"

  She ended the call and turned to Roselle. “Ahhh shit. Roselle, we need to get to Jess' house. They were attacked by Shadowcroft."

  Angie and Roselle quickly hopped in Angie’s care and drove off towards Jess’ House. Once they arrived, they saw that the front door was shattered, windows were broken, and video games were strewn across the floor. The pair left the care and entered the house carefully. They noticed a sign that read "Jess' Evil Lair," which raised alarms for Roselle.

  Angie glanced at Roselle, seeing the worry etched on her face. "Relax, Roselle. I've been to Jess' place before. This is just where she plays her games." She pointed at the sign and scoffed, "Jess is a pretentious dork. No serious gamer would put up a sign like that."

  Roselle let out a small breath, feeling slightly reassured but still on edge. They continued through the chaotic scene, stepping over broken glass and scattered game controllers. Angie led the way.

  Angie called out, "Jess? Harty? Anybody here?"

  Inside, they found a grim sight. Risebelle lay on the floor, bruised and battered. Jess was huddled in a corner, crying, and muttering something about protecting Risebelle from someone named "Ryan." Roselle rushed to check on Risebelle's condition.

  Angie knelt beside Jess. "Jess, its Angie. Ryan….he’s your Ex-boyfriend, but he is also Alex now, right?"

  The distraught girl looked up at her with tear-filled eyes and nodded, confirming that "Ryan" and "Alex" were ithe same person.

  Meanwhile, Roselle checked on Risebelle, who was conscious but in pain. She gently touched Risebelle's shoulder and asked, "Risebelle, can you hear me? Risebelle!”

  Risebelle's condition worsened rapidly. Roselle could see that she was in critical condition. "Angie, we need to call an ambulance right now!" Roselle exclaimed in a state of distress. She fumbled for her phone and dialed emergency services.

  Angie glanced at Jess. "This is just like when that one character in a game has to set their differences aside to help someone, right?"

  Jess looked up with eyes of desperation. "Please, Angie, help Risebelle. She needs us."

  Seeing Jess so distraught, Angie softened her tone and knelt beside Jess, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "Take it easy, Jess. We're here now. We'll help her."

  Jess rested her head on Angie’s shoulder. Her sobs gradually subsided.

  The police sirens grew louder, and the arrival of law enforcement was imminent. When the police got there, Jess began to speak. She revealed a disturbing twist to the situation that left Angie and Roselle stunned.

  "Rosebelle was here too," Jess confessed, "She fought Risebelle. It was Rosebelle... She's the one who did this."

  The revelation left Angie and Roselle shocked. Roselle said gently, "It's going to be okay, Jess. Still, we need to know what exactly happened, so please, tell us everything."

  Jess replied. "This is all my fault. I shouldn't have dragged Risebelle into this mess. I thought I could handle it, but I was wrong. Rosebelle... she's the doppelganger trying to replace Risebelle and Rosebelle..."

  Roselle's anger simmered. Rosebelle, the doppelganger of her added to her frustration. She had heard so much about this counterpart, but they never came face to face with one another. Now, with the revelation that Rosebelle was involved in hurting Risebelle, Roselle couldn't contain her anger any longer. She clenched her fists and her face hardened."I've heard about Rosebelle for far too long. It's time to confront her and put an end to this madness! Which way did she go?!"

  Angie looked at Roselle with concern. "Roselle, we have to deal with Jess's safety and Risebelle's condition first. Confronting Rosebelle will have to wait."

  Roselle took a deep breath and nodded "You're right, Angie. Jess and Risebelle's safety comes first. We'll get them the help they need.”

  The paramedics arrived, rushing inside to tend to Risebelle and Jess, who were both in dire need of medical attention. Angie and Roselle stepped aside with worry.

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  Angie looked on and gave a sigh. “We’ll have to figure out what happened here, but for now, let's let the paramedics do their job."

  A Few hours passed during which Risebelle was rushed to the hospital for urgent medical care. The hospital staff worked diligently to stabilize her condition, while Jess received treatment for her injuries as well. Fortunately, Jess's injuries turned out to be minor. She was cleared to leave the hospital.

  When Jess prepared to departed, the police arrived at the hospital to question her further about the incident. After the questioning was completed, Jess was allowed to go leave for home, but an officer approached her. "Miss Jessica, your home was damaged badly. It's now a crime scene, so you can't sleep there tonight. Do you have any relatives or anywhere you can stay?"

  Jess shook her head. A faint smile came to her lips. "No, I always lived by myself, alone."

  The officer raised an eyebrow at her unexpected happiness but chose not to comment on it. "Alright, just make sure to find a friend to stay with. It's not safe to be on your own right now."

  Jess nodded and waved a hand in the air. "I understand. Thank you, officer."

  She left the hospital and found Roselle and Angie waiting for her. Roselle immediately enveloped Jess in a warm hug. "Jess, I'm so glad you're okay."

  Jess returned the hug. "O-Oh… you’re adorable….but the police said my house is a crime scene now. I have nowhere to stay."

  Angie grinned and slung an arm around Jess's shoulders. "Looks like you’re bunking with me, then. My place is a mess, but it’s better than nothing."

  Jess took on a higher yet casual tone and said, "Oh, there are just so many ways for me to say this to you, Angie."

  She paused, counting on her fingers. "Let’s see… No. Nope. Nah. Negative. Nuh-uh. Not happening. Absolutely not and lastly, Noooooooo!"

  Angie burst out laughing, shaking her head. "Alright, alright, drama queen. But seriously, where are you going to stay?"

  Jess waved her hand dismissively. "I’ll worry about that later. I just remembered something important."

  Angie’s eyes narrowed. "Funny, I was just thinking the same thing."

  The two turned to face each other. Their stances were tense. They raised their fists and got ready to confront each other right there. Roselle looked worried, stepping between them.

  "Guys, now isn’t the time for this," Roselle said while trembling.

  Angie sighed and relaxed her posture. "We’ve had our differences in the past, Jess, but right now, we need to focus on one thing: Risebelle."

  Jess nodded and eased up."The nurse wasn't letting anyone see her, which is why I decided to leave, but if you two stay, I’ll stay."

  Roselle let out a sigh of relief. "Then let’s go back and see what we can do."

  A few minutes passed. Jess, Angie, and Roselle were now standing outside the doctor's office, anxiously waiting for the news about Risebelle's condition. Finally, the doctor, an elegant woman with black hair emerged from the room. Her somber face told them that the news wasn't good. They gathered around her, awaiting the grim diagnosis.

  "It's not looking good," the doctor explained with one hand raised in the air. "Risebelle pushed her physical limits to an extreme, which led to severe injuries. Her body was on the brink of tearing itself apart, combined with the extensive damage to her bones. It got so bad that her body disconnected from her brain. We don't know when, or if, she'll regain consciousness."

  The doctor finally allowed Jess, Angie, and Roselle to enter Risebelle's hospital room. There, they found Risebelle lying motionless on the bed, connected to various machines that monitored her condition. Her eyes were closed, and her face was pale.

  The machines beeped softly. Risebelle showed no sign of improvement, but she was still alive according to the machine.

  Roselle stood over Risebelle and said,"I promise, Risebelle, I'm going to find this Rosebelle, and I'll make her pay for what she's done to you. I won't rest until justice is served, no matter how it has to be."

  Jess looked at the unconscious Risebelle. She remembered all the playful flirting and teasing moments she had shared with Risebelle. Jess began to speak."Risebelle," Jess whispered with her eyes filling with tears, "I never realized how much you meant to me until now. You look like an angel just sleeping there… I can’t stand seeing you like this. I promise… I promise that when you wake up, things will be different. I won't take our friendship for granted anymore."

  Angie, who had been silently observing the scene, nodded in agreement. She placed a hand on Jess's shoulder.

  The hospital visiting hours came to an end. Angie gathered Jess and Roselle and prepared to leave; however, Angie felt that something was amiss.

  "Guys, there's something strange going on here," Angie said, furrowing her brow. "Harty told me he and Michigo were going to meet us at Jess' house, but they never showed up. And Michigo... she was with him. It doesn't make sense."

  "Yeeeah….about that…? Michigo came to my house first, trying to rescue me," Jess began. "She gave it her all, but it wasn't enough. She got beaten up by my ex-boyfriend and those 'Shadowcroft guys. She's a part of the karate club, and I know she's tough, but she was outnumbered. She should have been on the floor somewhere. The strange thing is... I don't remember seeing her at all."

  Angie exchanged a concerned look with Roselle.

  Roselle quickly dialed Michigo's number, but to her concern, the call went straight to voicemail. Desperate for any clue, Roselle decided to call Hashta, who might have some insight into Michigo's whereabouts. Hashta answered the call and Roselle spoke with urgency.

  "Hashta, I can't reach Michigo, and I'm really worried. Do you have any idea where she might be or what's going on?"

  Hashta sighed and responded, "Roselle, I think Michigo is 'KarateSpirit23' in the group chat. I just sent her a private message. Maybe she'll respond there."

  Roselle hung up the phone and took a deep breath, trying to keep calm. "I need to go home and check this online," she said, her voice steady but urgent.

  Jess quickly jumped in, "Can I go with you, Roselle? Maybe stay at your place?"

  Roselle giggled, raising an eyebrow. "Are you serious, Jess?"

  Angie smirked. "What, are you scared of staying at my place, Jess?"

  Jess crossed her arms and huffed. "I don't want to owe my enemy any favors."

  Angie put a hand on her chest while faking a sweet smile. "Enemy? I was acting out of the goodness of my heart."

  Jess shot back, "Oh, I could see that evil grin you've been hiding. You'd make me suffer."

  Angie laughed. "Alright, if you say so. But seriously, stay safe, Jess. Both of you."

  Roselle and Jess left the hospital together, heading towards Roselle's house.

  While walking towards Roselle’s house, Roselle glanced over at Jess, taking in her outfit. Jess's attire was as bold as ever, with a style that was more revealing than what Roselle was used to seeing.

  Roselle's concern flared up. She turned to Jess, trying to sound casual but with a hint of concern. "Hey, Jess, I just want to let you know—my mom can be pretty... protective. She might get the wrong idea if she sees us together, especially with your outfit."

  Jess raised an eyebrow. "Oh? You think she's going to think I’m a bad influence or something?"

  Roselle shrugged. “It’s more like... my mom’s got this way of jumping to conclusions. I don’t want any misunderstandings.”

  Jess raised up one hand and said, "I get it, Roselle. It's just been a really tough day, and I didn't want to be alone. I'll just… you know…find somewhere else to go….maybe get tortured by Angie at her house if I can catch her at the hospital, but hey, this was worth a shot." With that, Jess began to walk away.

  "No, Jess, wait!" Roselle called out urgently. “I…I don’t want you to suffer, especially after everything that’s happened today. I’ll… I’ll still try to let you stay by my house."

  Jess turned back. "Are you sure? I don’t want to be a burden."

  Roselle clasped her hands together. She then nervously fidgeted her fingers. "I promise I’ll do my best to make this work. Please, just... give me a chance to explain to my mom....okay?"

  Jess's eyes lit up with r joy. Without hesitation, she rushed over to Roselle and wrapped her in a tight embrace, lifting her off the ground. "Oh, you’re such a doll, Roselle! Thank you so much!"

  Roselle was momentarily taken aback. When Jess set her down, Roselle took a deep breath and thought to herself, ‘Jess might be a bit of a whirlwind to deal with, but she’s been nothing but friendly with me. What’s the worst that could happen?’