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“Jasmine? What are you doing here?!” he looked and sounded surprised to see me.

My voice got caught in my throat as I stared at him.

“Who is it?” Brent said as he came around the corner and saw Josh standing there.

“I came by to tell you to stay away from my girlfriend. I see that’s not going to happen though is it?” he said stepping in the house and pushing me aside.

“Look I didn’t ask her to come here. She wanted to see me, you can’t control her.” Brent said standing his ground and defending me.

“Josh I wanted to see my best friend, I didn’t want him to go away.” I said trying to help.

“You promised you were done with this loser.” Josh said turning to me and looking angry.

“I can’t push away my best friend Josh. I’m sorry but he matters more than you do.” I said almost crying.

“You’re a lying little slut!” he yelled before the back of his hand met contact with my face.

It stung and I couldn’t do anything. I was shocked that he actually hit me. I didn’t know why or what I did.

“YOU DON’T EVER TOUCH HER!!” Brent yelled at Josh as he took my hand and started to move me back.

“She’s mine and no one else can have her do you understand me?!” Josh yelled back before punching Brent in the face as he fell to the floor.

I screamed and recoiled to the floor as Josh grabbed me by the arm and flung me out the door.

“You’re not going anywhere Jasmine. No where.” He said through his teeth as he slapped me again and threw me into his car.

I was screaming as he got in the car trying to get out when he tied a rope around my arms and gagged my mouth.

“You’re mine Jasmine. You were always meant to be mine and you always will be. Don’t think about the circumstances, I didn’t want to do it this way but you give me no choice. You’re going to love me all the time and do everything I say.” He said as I cried my eyes out.

I was just kidnapped and I didn’t know what he was planning on doing to me.

I just wanted to be back with Brent, in his arms where I’m safe. Why did I have to answer that door? I just cried and cried until he put a cloth over my face that made me pass out. 

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