Mistaken Identity

LITTLE DOMINICAN REPUBLIC- NEW YORKGemila kept running through the woods like she was searching for something or someone. She's hasn't slept well in days as the memories of the videos kept replaying in her head over and over again. Seeing her sister get raped like that and her family killed left a deep hole in her heart and all because of her recklessness. “Gemila slow down already!" She could hear Yasmine shout her name from far behind but that didn't slow her down a bit. She kept running until she could no longer breathe and had to stop, falling down on the dried up leafs. It took a couple of minutes before she could breathe properly again and for Yasmine to catch up to her. “C'mon Gemila, you can't keep doing this to yourself, I know you're hurting, we all are. Gemita was a good friend of mine and your father's company really had a great influence on this city. No one knew they would die this way.."“And yet it's all my fault." She cuts in, lying flat on the ground. “It's been t

MIDTOWN MANHATTAN“There's still time to change this plan Yasmine. We could just turn back right now." Gemila said as she stared at the companies building. “C'mon it's just an interview, you've got this. I'll be right here when you get out." Yasmine said with a reassuring smile.“Oh you're here, it's nice to see you again miss Chloe." Charles said as he walked up to them from behind.“I'm here for the interview, hope I'm not too early?" “Oh you're right on time and there is no interview. I believe you're a capable lady so follow me." He said slowly placing a hand on her mid back to lead her into the building.“Guess I'm not needed after all." Yasmine muttered before walking away from the building.“You seem to be the closet to Harry....brothers?" Gemila asked, trying to get a little information on this Charles guy.“Something of that sort. We are good friends and partners as well."“Oh," is all Gemila could say. She was more focused on the pairs of unfamiliar eyes staring questionab

MIDTOWN MANHATTAN ( Harry's Mansion)“What are you doing here Nicole? I thought I made it clear to you the last time that we are done." Harry said with a deadpan expression.“Harry you really don't expect me to leave on that word now do you? I love you and I know I made a mistake but please just give me one more chance to make things right." Nicole begged but that didn't even change the deadpan expression on Harry's face. He walked to the bar joint, grabbing a bottle of champagne with two glasses.He poured the champagne into the two glasses, handing one to Nicole.“I told you I don't do love Nicole, we were having fun until you said those abominable words to me but that doesn't mean we shouldn't enjoy this evening." He said, raising his glass to her before taking a sip.“So what I'm just a play thing to you? We've been together for a year and three months now Harry, don't you feel anything for me?"“I don't feel anything aside my desire to enjoy this evening without having to put up w

“Why where are we going?" “To fix you of course."Gemila didn't need to think twice of the type of fixing Yasmine had in-store for her but she wasn't up for that. Even though she dated a lot of men before now, she's never gotten intimate with any of them. Yes they would make out and get wasted but they never actually went down that lane and this is something only she knows about. To other, they would think she's an expert on it, fully experienced and all that but that never bothered her. At least it gave her a name in this crazy social world but it never really defined her true personality.She has never actually been in love with anyone for real and so no matter how much wild she gets, she never lets anyone go down that lane because she believes it should be done when one is truly in love. But that doesn't mean she's a virgin, she's actually done it but just once and with the same man she's working so hard to take down. Somehow, she had given in to Harry and that shocked her. She pr

Gemila woke up to her alarm ringing. Thankfully it's Saturday so she didn't need to go to work. She stretched herself before getting down from the bed.She enters the bathroom, brush her teeth and have her bathe, her normal morning routine before anything else.She plays her favorite music freak the freak out while making herself coffee. She makes for two as she assumes Yasmine came in late last night. Knowing Yasmine, she would either go to a bar, club house, stripper house or any other unholy place. “Yasmine?" She calls as she knocks on the door. “Yasmine open up it's me, I made you coffee, extra cream as you like it." She says but no one responds.“Yasmine? you there?" She calls one more time and yet no response. She places the coffee on the floor and opens the door to find it empty. “Yasmine?" She calls again, walking into the room. The bed looks clean and arranged like no one slept on It. “That's strange. Yasmine always comes back after her crazy night out. Did she by chance