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♥James's POV♥
'Jasmine, Jasmine, Jasmine. Jas-mine. Mine. See maid and mine. She could be yours. No one else.' A voice said inside my head.
What the heck? What's happening to me? Why am I thinking about her? There is no way in hell I'm letting myself be like this.
"I love you and only you, James" Kalila's words kept repeating to my head. She loves me. Every girl I dated loved me, but I never did. There is no love for me. I won't love anyone after what I did. love.
Love.
Just imaging the word makes me guilty. I do not deserve love. Love doesn't deserve me. No one cannnot love me. And I must not love no one.
'Love is not deserving, or coniditinal, love comes with no strings attached, love is a natural overwhelming force, like Strom, a bushfire, a flood...'
Again another annoying voice said that. I hate this. I hate this voice who's convesing me to be a weak person, which I already am. I despise everything about this world, my life and myself...
'Accept yourself as you are. Otherwise you will never see opportunity. You will not feel free to move toward it, you will feel you are not deserving.'
The voice said again. Maybe the voice is right. I should accept myself, me, who I am. I want to, but I can't. I just can't. I wish I can. After what I did. I don't deserve a second chance. I'm guilty. I'm a criminal. I take away someone's life. Just remembering that..... Makes want to kill myself too.
★Jasmine's POV★
I didn't know what do or say. I never thought he will save me. Save from that jerk. Why would he do that? He never care about me anyway. I mean, he was the one who told he was my fake friend. I'm confused now.
"Hey", he said smiling and walking over towards me.
"Hi", I smiled "Thank you for saving me from that psychopath"
"Ofcourse, he deserve what he get"
Slince.
No one utter a word. I wanted to say something, but I couldn't.
★Chace's POV★
I wanted to tell her the truth, my feelings. I wanted to apologize to her. I wanted her to know everything. But I couldn't, because my mouth becames my enemy. I tried to speak, but the words don't come out right. Instead, I ask the stupidest question ever.
"So, what were you doing here, at the park?"
"I promise Tariq, that I will bring him here", she replied gazing at the floor.
"I'm sorry" I walked closer to her.
"For what?"
"For everythin-"
"Sometimes sorry is just a word, Chace. It doesn't change anything" He words Hurt so bad. She will never forgive me.
"I'm sorry" is a statement.
" I won't do it again" is a promise.
"How do I make it up to you?" is a responsiblity.
My uncle, Thomas, always said that. And what I just said, was a statement. A freaking damn statement. Ofcourse, she will not accept anything I said.
"Jasmine, please give me a chance, please?"
"I can't. I have to go", she said, walking away in the rain. She was crying. I am the reason why she is. I follow her.
"I hate seeing you hurt. I'm sorry for hurting you and I promise it won't happen again. The look on your face spreared my icy heart. I wish I could take it all back. What I did was floolish and impulsive. If I I could take it all back I'd do this so instant. I truly didn't meant to hurt you in any way. I am so, so sorry for hurting you, Jasmine."
At this point sh stopped walking. Thank you, Lord. At least she hear everything I was saying.
"You hurt me more than I deserve, how can you be so cruel? I like you more than you deserve, why am I such a fool?" The guilt was eating when she said the first part, but I was happy when said said the last part. She likes me. Jasmine likes me. Don't worry, Sweetheart I like you too.
"I know I was wrong and rude that time, but you know I truly did not mean to hurt you in any way, Jassy. Please forgive me."
★Jasmine's POV★
"You make it so hard on others to gain your forgiveness, even though Allah makes it so easy on you to be forgiven."
A voice said inside of my head. The voice was right, because my teacher used to say that all the time. I ask Allah for forgiveness and he always accepts. Why am I doing this?
"Because of your ego"
Again the voice was right. I'm acting like I'm better than Chace. Which I am not. I know I'm suppose to be the better one here, because I'm Muslim.
I feel guilty for being a bitch. For not accepting his apologize. I will tell him the truth, that I accept his apology. And I owe him an apology.
"I forgive you and I'm really sorry for being hard on you, Chace. I really am sorry for being a bitc-"
"Hey don't say that. You are far from that"
"Thanks I just feel really guilty for being like that and yes I forgive you and I hope we can work things between us" I smile. I feel like a normal human being now.
Alhamdulilah.
"Yes, I feel so happy. You don't what that means. Thank you, thank you so much, Jasmine. Your worth it"
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