~ Jacob’s P.O.V.
My fingers swam through Jasmine’s hair as she rested her head on my bare chest. Silence fell upon the room as our bare bodies laid next to each other. Yeah, we just had sex. I’m not proud of it, but it is Jasmine’s birthday and I’m forced to give her whatever she wants. But only because she help me get out of jail early because she has “connections” to some of the Jail Guards.
Jasmine always does this. She literally forces me to do whatever she wants me to do. And whenever something does not go her way, she always brings up the “child molesting” situation just to make me feel like shit. Although that never even happened.
Well, her little sister did get raped, but it was not by me, it was by Jasmine’s ex-boyfriend. But of course since Brianca never liked me, she told the cops it was me. And they believed her. Brianca set me up.
Anyway, it’s devastating, because although Jasmine can really be a bitch, I know that she truly loves me...but I don’t love her back. I like her, but I don’t think I’ll ever love her. My heart belongs to someone else.
Jasmine looked up at me. She smiled. “Babe, can I ask you a question?”
I stroked her cheek. “Of course, baby.”
She sat up straight, and I mimicked her actions. Her eyes filled with concern as she asked, “When are you going back to the Army?”
“Oh, um,” I muttered. I had almost forgotten about me being in the Army. After basic training, I was sent home for the Holidays, and I was supposed to return back to the Army a week later. But after being sent to jail for nearly killing Craig, I kind of lost track of time, I guess. “I don’t know.”
“How don’t you know?” Wrinkles formed on Jasmine’s forehead as she pulled her eyebrows together. “Isn’t your Captain supposed to tell you when you’re supposed to come back or something?”
“Well, actually,” I pulled Jasmine closer to me. “I was actually thinking about quitting.”
“Quitting? Jacob this isn’t just some regular job, this is the Army. You can’t just quit. Once you’re in, you can’t get out. It’s not that easy.”
“But...” My shoulders slumped down in devastation. I immediately began to regret every going into the army. It sounded like a good idea at the time, but now I don’t think it’s something I truly want to do with my life.
“Jacob, you think the Army is just a little game? It’s serious business. The only way to get out of the Army is to seriously injure yourself.”
I smirked, causing Jasmine to frown. “Jacob, don’t get any ideas...”
“Too late, I already have one.” I slid off the bed and slipped on my boxers and my basketball shorts. My phone began to vibrate, signaling I had a new text message. I took a quick glance at my phone, it was a text message from Fatoumata.
It read:
“Jacob, I need a place to stay. Chresanto’s dead, Mario got arrested, and I have Kyra, but the police are probably looking for me. I’m on my way over, let me stay with you and Sadè until this entire situation dies down and I can find a place of my own.”
A smile spread across my face. The fact that she has Kyra, and Mario is arrested, made everything else in the text message irrelevant.
I had so many questions to ask Fatou when she got here. How did Mario get arrested? How did Chresanto die? Did Mario kill Chresanto and get arrested? How did you get Kyra back?
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Criminal Minds (Sequel to Criminal Lovers)
Fanfiction(Book Two) After all Sadé and Jacob have been through, we can all admit that their lives have gotten pretty hectic - but if you think all that was bad, you aren't ready for what's coming for them. You thought their criminal lives were over? Ha, thin...
