Alexander.She left.Like a fucking coward, she escaped at the dead of the night when I was sleeping and went with that bastard to the heaven knows where.She even left a note. One I didn't get to read because of Gia and a friend of Jasmine's emergence into the case when I first saw it and then I got too mad to look at it when they told me what she did."I told you she was going to do something reckless and you blew it, you fucking blew it," The tiny girl she worked with in Ambrose Warner's office kept on saying as she paced around my living room.She had sent multiple messages to Jasmine's cell and received no reply yet we all knew Jasmine was getting them because it kept on showing delivered.My sweet little flower. What had she gotten herself into?Gia on the other hand was at the other end of the room, looking for clues on where Jasmine might have been dragged off to."I can't believe she would risk herself like that without even telling me the truth," Ruby continued, "She couldn'
Jasmine's point of viewThe call came before he could lay his hands on me and he excused himself out of the room.The icky feeling of him being all over me from earlier was still there though.And when he came back, the expression on his face was enough to make me know that everything was not peachy at the moment.I picked up my phone, ready to use it as a point of defense if he tried anything."What did you do bitch?" He smacked me across the face, "You've ruined everything for me, everything," Another smack before I could escape from the side of the bed.Holding my cheek, I waved my hand and legs around, satisfied when the phone smacked him hard on the head. And despite the fact that all I had on was a bathrobe, I ran out of that room as fast as I could, grateful for the fact that Mr Warner was too angry to lock the door.I was almost at the front desk when a man dressed like a spy in a badly written movie held unto my arm, dragging me backwards."Help," I managed to shout out befor
Jasmine.They had to physically pull me away from Charles body because I was ready to kill him there and then."You fucking killed my father, I'm going to fucking kill you" I pulled and trashed around against whoever held me away from Charles.The old man had the nerve not to look fucking scared, though his knee was quickly turning red as blood gathered there. He had the audacity to smile while my dad was six feet under.He scoffed, wincing a bit due to the pain while Mr Warner rushed to the refrigerator to get an icepack for him."Your mom helped me do it, I don't see you attacking her," He muttered under his breath but loud enough for everyone in the room to hear him.I wished I could punch him in the eye at this moment.I sneered at him, "Leave my mom's name out of your mind, you slimy bastard," I could not believe my mom helped this man to kill my dad and then got married to him. This slimy disgusting man that had no right to even father a child, yet he had the opportunity to fat
Jasmine.My head felt like it had been split open and then sewn shut after a while. All that sunlight streaming in from the windows were not helping too.I had no information on my location but this time, I woke up in a bed and my hand wasn't cuffed to anywhere. My mouth was dry and my lips crusted, going out of this room which felt like my safe haven because no one was here taunting me felt like the worse thing to do.But I had to do it. I had to check if I had any chance of escaping or perhaps getting a text to Alexander.Something that would help my situation.The first thing I realized was that I was in a penthouse. I could see the entire city from where I stood close to the window and man, did that bright light almost blind my eyes.Another thing I noticed was the fact that the door was slightly open. Was it a sign that I was given the opportunity to escape.I had barely got a few steps in when I noticed someone was behind me."You're awake," The person said once I stopped walkin
Jasmine.Everything was super confusing at this point. I had no idea my dad had any family members because we did not talk about them.I had seen my mom's parents before they died. But my dad, none.So here I was, with my dad's brother. A man I had swam with and he had helped Charles and Mr Warner kidnap me."So you're a good guy?" I asked once I found my voice.He laughed at that, "Is this some sort of television program, there are no good guys or bad guys because everyone is good in their books and bad in others," He spoke like it was common knowledge, "I am just the guy that helped your mom and boyfriend rescue you."My boyfriend. That simple word made my heart skip a beat. I would have stood up from that chair so I could find him if not for the fact that I was really interested in that story."You're also my uncle," I said in acknowledgement of the story my mom just told me.He nodded, the shadow of a smile never leaving his lips, "I am also your uncle and the man that made sure A
Jasmine."I feel so stupid," I muttered onto Alexander's chest as I clutched onto him like he was life itself.He didn't say anything during the first half of my heavy sobbing and self hate, just kept rubbing on my back and making sure I was okay, whispering sweet nothings into my ear that were sure to make me have that one tiny laugh in-between sobs.But when he was ready to say something, I couldn't stop him."Yes, you were very stupid Jasmine," For some reason, his agreement on the subject seemed to hurt even worse than what I had done.He held unto my chin and raised it up so I had no other choice than to stare into those gorgeous eyes of his."You were very stupid, careless and irrational, thinking you can do anything on your own. You're lucky you weren't harmed even worse than this or worse murdered," Once he started, it was almost like he couldn't stop, "Everyone was worried about you, you weren't answering calls or replying texts. And when you finally decided to do so, you sen
Jasmine.I had 'friends' who thought that the best way to let go after having a shitty weekend spent on a vacation with your mom, her husband and his successful daughter and then coming back home to find out your boyfriend was cheating on you was going to a club."To be fair, you knew he wasn't faithful from the beginning," Jane shouted over the sound of the music while she swayed her hips around."That doesn't mean I want to walk in on him, butt naked and thrusting into my neighbor's ass" I replied straining my voice so I could be heard. I wasn't dancing on the dance floor, that was for sure but I knew I was doing something.Rachel was the real dancer amongst the three of us. She expertly moved her waist and hips to the rhythm of the song and danced away from anyone that tried to join in."That's such an explicit description, Steven is gross," Rachel laughed out loud after she said that, she was overcome with joy at this very moment."Anal is one of the best, my baby can stick it ther
Jasmine.I didn't want to go back. If I was strong enough, I would have gone on a hitch hike to England and hide away from the world.The snide remarks, the indifference, the comparison between Amanda and I, and the choking loneliness I had felt when I was there.Jane and Rachel kept texting me, asking what happened and why I left suddenly. They were the only true acquaintances I had made during my time in that city and here I was, leaving them behind without an explanation.But how do I tell them my stepsister was behind the reason of my displacement?I sighed softly at my loss.The Castor Mansion wasn't really big on the outside, it had a humble appearance and often made people think my stepfather was a humble man. The inside, the one where no one from outside the family was allowed to see told a whole different story.The gardener, a man I had grown up with was the first person to see me when I drove in."Back so soon?" He asked the moment I came down from the car as he helped me c