CHAPTER 7 "The truth about Jasmine"

JORDAN-

He had locked me in his room, I wanted to run from that place so badly that I began battling. But then he woke up and got angry, he hit me in my head and I collapsed in a minute. This was the sort of thing I was never acquainted with. I was tormented and these people weren't humans, they were coldblooded rats. I generally heard the mafia, 'Lee' being a merciless and cruel bastard but now, I saw myself languishing and felt terrible over that multitude of individuals who were killed by this creature, Lee. I realized I get no opportunity of getting away, on the grounds that regardless of whether I escape some way or another, his men will carve out me in no time and my life would be more terrible than today. As I felt pain towards the rear of my head, I went utterly crazy and couldn't think straight, when I awakened, the sun was going to sparkle and Lee was all the while dozing. This time I made no commotion and had a bizarre considered getting away from this damnation.

I realized he won't kill me easily or let me live peacefully, so I just saw death as the last choice of kindness I can provide for myself. I was still feeling guilty that I had killed a man, I know I just tried to save myself but maybe the cut was deep and he died in the process.

I missed everything, my life where I would shout on my staff on the off chance that they didn't ever figure things out, or how we celebrate in joy. All that appeared to be so stunning, similar to it never happened to me or it won't ever happen any longer. I lost my expectation and will to live any longer, Lee could never allow me to get away nor I can live with the fact that I killed someone, the main choice I'm left with is to bite the dust.

I grabbed the ropes I was attached with and lifted myself up slowly. I realized this will be troublesome however I needed to liberate myself from this torture. I folded it over my neck and endeavored to commit suicide. I fell oblivious and didn't have the foggiest idea what occurred after that. I truly needed to die and free myself from this damnation. I considered committing suicide is a transgression, yet I was powerless to such an extent that I needed to off myself and thus, committed a sin. 

I felt torment all around my body as I was exhausted, I began battling to inhale however didn't have the energy passed on to follow through with something, I could see death moving towards me and could hear the clock ticking and understood that these are the last few seconds of my life. I saw my mother's face smiling towards me and uncle Ben admonishing me that I shouldn't run quick or, in all likelihood I will trip and get injured, soon I recalled Lee expressing, "welcome to the hell" and I dropped as my eyes felt heavy and couldn't see anything after that.

"Are you okay?" I heard somebody say and opened my eyes gradually.

"Where am I?" I said breathing slowly as it turned out to be exceptionally difficult for me to talk.

"In my cabin, I'm Dr. Clark, Mr. Lee's family doctor." he said and I felt my pulse pacing as I heard Lee's name.

"Lee?" I said panicking. My body began shivering and I had a panic attack. I don't have any idea how the doctor brought me back to my ordinary self, yet some way or another he figured out how to stop the attack. My breathing got ordinary but soon I realized that I wasn't even able to take my despicable life.

"Please let me go, I won't let out the slightest peep to anybody." I begged in front of the doctor, but he overlooked me.

"Just let me go, he is tormenting me and I'm not to blame." I said once more, but rather he didn't tune in. He decided not to listen.

"Kill me, kill me so that I can pass on in harmony. You can do that, please kill me." I said once more, joining my hands and literally begged. I felt so embarrassed about myself however I can't tolerate his torment.

"I'm sorry, I genuinely am but being a doctor, my responsibility is to save lives. Don't add me to commit a transgression and make me feel unworthy of my work." He said and I felt humiliated as he was a nice person and I just asked him to become a murderer.

He gave me a few drugs and I nodded off. I was in a profound rest and saw mother and I are playing in the nursery, I stumbled while playing and hit my forehead, mother contacted it with care, the hand was so warm and felt like home. I don't have any idea what happened when she abruptly stood up and attempted to run away from me. I grabbed her hand to stop her, however she left without thinking back.

I opened my eyes and found myself on the bed, I glanced around acknowledging it was a dream but at the same time felt so genuine. I saw Lee leaving from my room and I was stunned, really looking at myself assuming I had new injuries or something however there weren't. It was supposed to be a dream, wasn't it? Be that as it may, it felt so genuine as though somebody really contacted my temple. Was it him? Lee, contacted my head? Fuck, I held his hand? For what reason was this feeling so warm and I sensed love in care in his grasp, what was going on with me? It was just an imagination, right? He must've slapped me or pointed gun at me.

I was excessively befuddled as things didn't seem Ok, how could a mafia come and check on somebody he loathes? It's nonsense, this person is a creature with no heart. Why do I care, I will soon be dead?

The doctor entered not long after, and checked my temperature, it was high, obviously it would be. Lee generally disturbs me and I feel burning sensations all around my body. He applied some ointment on my injuries and gave me something to eat. The food wasn't obviously delicious but at least he gave me something unlike that animal. I hope his mouth gets sealed with strong adhesive, so that he can't eat anything.

"Ok! That is excessively savage of me, I'm so mean." I said in a soft tone and grin went through my lips.

“What happened, what are you smiling at?” The doctor saw me giggling and asked.

“Uh! N... nothing.” I felt ashamed on my thoughts and scratched the back of my head.

“You look cute when you smile.” The doctor said as he gently applied the ointment on my neck and looked at my lips.

“Are... are you flirting with me?” I asked, as I didn’t like things that were confusing and confront people without thinking.

“Can I?” He said, asking for permission, as his hands slowly moved downwards. Dude there isn’t any scar to apply. 

The doctor was in his early thirties probably and was quite handsome. He looked mature and understanding but quite weird, it felt good when I finally met a nice person in this hell but didn’t feel anything towards him.

“Uh! … it’s… it’s... done.” I said removing his hands from my body. Everything got awkward, and he fixed his throat realizing it wasn’t supposed to happen.

The next morning, I woke up with peace in my mind as I had eaten and slept peacefully. Clark entered inside.

"Morning, I brought breakfast." He said with a blissful face, I grinned back since him liking me was in support of myself as I get food on time, yet I didn't give him any hope or probably my life would be screwed up on the off chance that I made any sort of relations with these mafias and their men.

"Morning" I sat on my bed and began eating, he took his seat and sat adjacent to me.

"So, how was your life out there?" He said beginning the conversation. I would have rather not discussed that or probably I will remember being here and revile my life.

"Could we at any point discuss something different?" I asked him respectfully.

"About what precisely?" He spoke.

"Ummmm…... Peoples life here?" I said as I wanted to know how these individuals used to put up with that charlatan, Lee.

"Goodness… all things considered, usually a similar system rehashes, people dying and I am fixing them." He said making a horrendous face, presumably he didn't want people to die. At least he's a human.

"And that bastard, what about him?" I asked out of nowhere, not understanding the reason why I wanted to know his way of life.

"Bastard? Which one?" He said and the two of us snickered as every one of them are full of shit.

"Lee." I expressed returning to the point.

"Goodness! You call him jerk like it's nothing? In the event that somebody hears it, you will be beheaded." He said with a concerned look.

"Yeah! Yeah! As though they are going to let live." I said as I probably was aware I will die soon.

"Mr. Lee was awful, however could comprehend others torment. Ms. Jasmine transformed him totally and he turned into her slave. He was frantically enamored with her, and could do anything for her. She was a cunning bitch and I felt like she was using him, but didn’t say a word as I don’t have the right to do so." He said and I felt something strange when he talked about his ex.

"Lee turned into a slave? Huh?" I said, not trusting him.

"Indeed, Lee gave his everything to her and he even marked the agreement of this house with her. She would be the sovereign of this palace after their marriage however luckily the marriage didn't happen." He said suggesting Jasmine played with Lee's sentiments.

"Then, Was Jasmine awful?" I asked shocked as hell.

"Obviously, she bossed everyone around and would take money from the Tennyson’s and no one could object, it’s not known if Mr. Lee knew about it or not.” He said and my eyes went wide.

"Huh? Was Lee stupid?" I said as I generally envisioned Lee had some synapses as he was the pioneer.

"Correct, what else. The unfortunate man gave his everything. Cole wanted to stop this marriage as Jasmine was terrible, Mr. Mathew was additionally against it yet couldn't say something else, as his child was enamored." He said and I was stunned.

"Mathew?" I said as I didn't know what his identity was. The same men who called Lee that day.

"Mr. Lee's dad. They have the best relationship; he cherishes him a ton and are more similar to closest companions." He said and grin went through my lips as I heard Lee had somebody to hold onto.

"So, he is this strange on the demise of Jasmine." I asked as Lee was truly brutal and perhaps this may be the explanation of his annoyance.

"Indeed, he lashed out after her death, and I feel like her passing set off something inside his psyche." He said and I could see Lee, when he cried before me.

"Somebody is coming, we should drop the point now or we will be dead." He said and tapped my back. I gave the plate back to him and stood up from the bed.

"The food was scrumptious." I said licking my lips and fingers.

"No doubt! I can see." He expressed, bringing up at the plate as it was vacant. We grinned at one another and he began leaving.

I strolled close to my bed as these mother loving chains didn't permit me to go a long way from the bed. I saw Lee entering inside as Clark was leaving, he gave a peculiar furious look to the poor doctor, what's with this knave?

He moved towards me, and snatched my hand. My heart skirted a thump as he drew nearer. What on God's green earth would he say he is doing? I got terrified as he looked me in my eyes, why was he acting like that? I yelled at him; he wasn't leaving my hand as this was awkward for me. I disdain this fellow and I didn't feel anything when he's around apart from outrage and contempt.

He was peculiar when he said he came here to get some information about what happened that evening. Now, this butt hole needs to tune in, what was he doing when I was yelling on top of my voice, he truly tends to drive me up the wall. Then, at that point, I at long last choose to let him know all that happened, my eyes were sorrowful as I reviewed the snapshot of her being shot. Despite the fact that I had acknowledged Jasmine was certainly not a decent individual, still I felt terrible for her passing, maybe where it counts, I realized it was my shortcoming as well. Lee was stifling his feelings yet at the same time managed to push me, he was a beast, a cracking cutthroat beast.

I realized Lee will hit me soon, but this time, the doctor saved me. I truly love this doctor's timings once in a while. Having an admirer is cool, I was in my thoughts and Cole jumped in with his hands canvassed in blood, he yelled Mr. Mathew's name and I got stressed for Lee as the doctor just enlightened me regarding their relationship. My eyes loaded up with worry as I saw Lee panicking, I felt downright terrible for him as he couldn't grieve his lover properly and now, God knows what had befallen on his dad. I prayed with all my might that it shouldn't be something bad that can brake Lee into pieces.

Every one of them surged higher up when he gave me a last look, I could see his hands shuddering and eyes watering. I wanted to break free and be close to him, I was unable to deal with it when I saw him in torment. I don't have the foggiest idea where the desire of embracing him came from, why I wanted to tell him, it's alright or why I needed to be there for him. I was unable to put motivations to my thoughts but just wanted to show up for him so severely that I sincerely made a huge attempt to break free, perhaps harder than, when I wanted to escape.

I sat alone, believing it's Ok, perhaps it’s something minor and that Cole just raised a ruckus. However, at that point I heard a loud cry, it was Lee, it was his voice. A similar voice I heard in the forest. Lee was crying, I was unable to deal with the anguish and again attempted to break the chains.

"Just, stop it… …. Stop it… " I yelled on the highest point of my voice to become hard of hearing to Lee's voice. Yet, his voice got stronger and I covered my ears, until it went totally quiet.