Down On Your Luck

Honest

"You know I can't lie to you so I had to tell the truth. I'm just being honest."

My lips were slightly parted as I stared at him with wide eyes, I was dumbfounded at this new piece of information.

I would have never thought that's why he was acting so...cold.

"Jaz...say something." I cringed at the use of my nickname.

I opened my mouth to say something, anything to express how I felt, but nothing came out.

"Jaz.." He tried again this time he reached out to grab my arm.

I quickly moved back and out of his reach, the only thing I felt at the moment was an unexpected anger towards him.

"He meant a lot to me too you know? How could you be so selfish." I said angrily.

His frown deepened and he opened his mouth to say something but I beat him to it, "How do you think I felt? We both lost someone important that night; he was the closest thing I had to a friend and I witness him die right in front of me. I begged him to stay, begged him not to die. I saw him get shot, I tried to stop the bleeding, I called 911, I want to know what his last request was?" I was breathing heavily and tears stung my eyes, "he wanted me to take care Crystal and the girls and you."

He stared at me with sympathy and I shook my head as I stood up.

rubbing my shaking hands on my thighs I spoke lowly, "You should get some sleep, you've got a big day ahead of you."

He stared at me for a moment before nodding and rising off the floor. I watched as he stumbled a little before using the wall to support him in his drunken state as he made his way out of the room.

I could feel the dull throb of a headache starting to begin, I rubbed my forehead and let out a breath I didn't realize I was hold.

I wiped my eyes with the back of my hand and tried to calm myself down. I was feeling so many emotions at once, my breathing became short little gasps.

I clutched my chest and tried to control my breathing but I couldn't. I had experienced a few anxiety attacks but none this bad.

My hands were still shaking and I felt hot, I sat on August's bed and counted to ten to calm myself down.

When I regained my breath I put my face in my hands, what had I gotten myself into?

Maybe I should just quit? Forget I even came down here and just go back to my old job in philly?

I unconsciously began cleaning the room as I thought of different ways to quit, I couldn't work for him any longer.

As I finished cleaning the room I called the first person I could think of,

"Hey ma' somethin wrong?" His voice was raspy,

"Hey, sorry did I wake you?" I asked as I glanced at the clock,

"Nah I'm always up at.." He paused, "two in the morning." He chuckled a little.

"Do you think you'd be able to pick me up from August's house?" I asked as my teeth sunk into my lower lip.

I heard rustling in the background before he spoke, "Yeah I'm getting dressed now, why are you still over there?" The tone in his voice changed as he questioned me.

"I wanted to apologize about something I said earlier, but then we just argued again." I said with a sigh.

"Mhm and that's all that happened?" He asked as I heard the jingling of keys in the background.

"Yes, why would-, wait... Are you jealous?" I asked with a smirk on my lips.

"Nah I just don't like sharin what's mine an ion wanna be played." He said honestly,

I raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "We've been on one date, what makes me so sure I'm yours?" I asked.

"You will be, just give it time," he said with a chuckle. "I'll be there in a couple minutes ight?"

"Alright I'll see you then." I hung up and grabbed my things.

I walked out of August's room and noticed one of the guest rooms open, I peered in and saw him laying on the bed staring at the ceiling.

Once his eyes caught mine staring I straightened up, "I'm leaving now, Jeremih is coming to pick me up." I said quietly.

He nodded and looked back up at the ceiling,

I heard a knock on the door and I tore my eyes away from him, "I'll see you tomorrow."

I didn't wait for his response as I walked downstairs and out the front door.

Riding home with Jeremih lifted my spirit a little, he was making me laugh and forget about the August situation.

Okay I'm going to try to double update so I'm going to start working on the next chapter now but in the mean time.....

How did you like the chapter?

I know some of you are suspicious of Jeremih..you should be.

But I think right now I'm team Jeremih and jazmine.

Statement(s) from the last chapter:

"Zariya676: I mean do understand him he was just not trying to face reality."

"Qveen_Muffinn: y'all ont get the thing if he was mean to her she wouldn't wanna b around him therefore he wouldn't have to see the image."

Okay to the first comment; yeah August still isn't over Mel's death I don't think he ever will. Reality was he was trying to push the thoughts away like it didn't happen but when Jaz showed up everything came back at once, he tried avoiding her and just forgetting about her too since she was close to Mel.

The second comment; exactly, August thought if he continued to push her she'd leave and he wouldn't have a reminder of that night.

Regardless August was being selfish, he wasn't the only one effected.