DEEPER INTO YOU

JASMINEThe street is lonely as I walk along, my feet nearly unable to carrying me forward. My eyes are directed at the floor, yet my thoughts are in another place. Tears flow down my face, repeatedly I brush them away with the back of my hand. "How could you, Frederick?" I murmur softly, my voice shaking. "What made you treat me this way?" Reflecting on my first encounter with Frederick, I Remember the instant spark from his kind and gentle nature when i met him at the orphanage, where I had gone to volunteer on my 18th birthday. Reflecting on that day. To me, it was love on the go from when I set my eyes on him. My phone rings in my bag, the noise interrupting my thoughts. I wish it's Frederick, anticipating he'll clarify everything, but my spirits drop when I notice Prisca's name lighting up the screen. I'm not feeling like talking to anyone, particularly not Prisca. I ignore the call, but Prisca keeps calling back. I turn off my phone, not wanting Prisca to catch me in this st

JASMINEI slowly blinked awake, it felt as if my night was spent digging a drainage in my dream. My entire body hurt, and I experienced intense pain in my head. My eyes adjusted to the sunlight shining through the window and I rolled to the side, expecting to meet the familiar comfort of my pillow. But instead, I was blocked by someone. Surprised, I opened my eyes to find a masculine figure lying sexily next to me. A sudden headache struck me as I attempted to recall the events of the previous night. Pieces of memories started to emerge, and I couldn’t trust what I saw. I had done so many crazy things.In a quick motion, I got off the bed and began picking up my scattered belongings. I hastily put on my skirt and top, my hands shaking slightly as I tried to process the situation. However, as I glanced around, I noticed that my pant was missing. I bent down to look for it, making an effort to be as silent as I could to avoid disturbing the stranger. But my efforts were in vain."Are

"Where's this fucking top." I whispered while standing in front of my closet, looking through the clothes, trying to find a specific pink shirt. Four days had passed since my awful date with Alexander, and he had been ignoring my calls. But today wasn't about him. Today was about spending time with my best friend, Prisca, and catching up on the latest installment of our favorite movie series.We've been following the series for over a year now, and every month, we would make it a point to go to the cinema together. It was our special bonding time, and I was looking forward to it.But first, I needed to find that pink top. I have a feeling it would be perfect for our outing today. I noticed a pink fabric and swiftly took the hanger, only to find out it was the incorrect one. I exhaled deeply and moved my head side to side, taking a step back to examine the collections laid out before me. Where is it? I thought to myself. My father had asked me to move back in with him so he could keep

JASMINEI'm not a fan of flashy things, so I just stood aside, watching Prisca, who was all over the car. She was oohing and aahing over the design and luxurious interior. Some of my father's workers at home helped in unveiling the car fully, the gate opened, and I saw my father's car driving in. When the car drove towards us, the driver stopped, and my father stepped out. I rushed to his side to show him the new car."Uncle Mat bought me a new ride," I exclaimed, gesturing to the car.My father smiled, rubbing my upper arm. "Enjoy," he said simply, before heading inside with his briefcase.I watched him go, but I was also confused about Uncle Mat's motives. Why had he bought me such an expensive gift?Prisca who was admiring the car suddenly beckoned me. "Hey, how about we give her a ride?" she suggested, smiling. I laughed and got in beside her. After a few minutes of driving, I told Prisca to head to "Enamel designs", one of the biggest jewelry shops in town. I wished to buy Uncle

ALEXANDER"What did your father say that made you change your mind all of a sudden?" Jasmine asked during the ride to my house. I just looked at her, then returned my gaze to the road. The ride was quiet for some time until she spoke again."Is this how weird you behave?" she asked, her voice laced with a hint of annoyance. I smiled inwardly, thinking of her recent question. If she only realized what I had in store for her, she wouldn't inquire so much and would simply get ready for what lay ahead. I pondered silently, smiling to myself. I was eager to show it to her right away. My patience was running low, and I was keen to execute my plan. I pressed down firmly on the pedal, speeding up the car to a fast pace. Jasmine panicked, her voice rising. "What are you doing? Alexander, I'm not ready to die just yet! Stop the car!"I played deaf ears and continued driving at the same speed. I could see my gate in front, and I knew we were almost there. My house was the third building on the