Kaliyah P.O.V
It's been hours, if not days. They come in every once in a while, interrogating me for answers I don't have.
Power stopped coming in after the first round.
I have heard of the ways people are cruelly tortured in the stories I read online. Me and Jasmine torture is nothing like how the books are.
Jasmine was harassed by Justin while I was harassed by a guy who was said to be Lucas.
Justin went as far as cutting Jasmine's hair to a bob. I've never seen her so mad. She cussed him out in different languages, switching back and forth from French to Spanish. She went off for five minutes straight, even more so after he left, immediately regretting cutting her hair.
Lucas didn't dare touch my hair, instead cutting my fingernails down to nubs and messing up my makeup. Do they really think we're that shallow to where we care how we look?
It's been hours since they've last been in. We're so weak and dehydrated, I'm surprised that we haven't passed out. The last time we ate was when Jasmine came to visit at the hospital, and there's no telling when that was.
I hope Hope is okay.
'hope Hope' haha. My mental laughing is cut off when Jasmine starts speaking beside me, "Do you think they'll ever let us out of here?" She whispers. I look over at her to see her head low, staring at her lap.
"I don't know." I whisper back honestly. A sharp pain in my right breast causes me to wince, Jasmine's head snaps to my direction. "Are you okay?" She asks worriedly.
"Yeah I'm fine, just some discomfort." I reply, hoping it sounds convincing. It works because she visibly relaxes. Jasmine lets out a shaky breath before talking again,
"Dad was never in the hospital." She quietly says. I hum as an encouragement for her to go on, I know she wouldn't just lie to me about something like that. I know she has a good reason.
She lets out a humorless chuckle and then continues. "That night at the club I got a call from the hospital that mom works at saying that dad was there and needed help." That means she did not intentionally lie to me, she only told me what she was told. "When I got there mom was chasing him with a scalpel, screaming from the top of her lungs. Me and a doctor grabbed an arm and dragged her to a meeting room to get her to calm down." Jasmine stares into the distance as if she's reliving the moment, and then I see something that makes my heart hurt, her eyes start watering.
"Mom was calm for about two minutes before she broke down crying, sadness taking over the madness, causing her to explain what happened through short breaths. She looked at me straight in the eyes, her eyes red and holding unshed tears. They say eyes are the windows to the soul and right then, I wish that weren't true, because I could see how hollow and broken she was. She shut her eyes as an attempt to keep the tears in. Her eyes were too watery because when she closed her eyes, the tears fell. And I watched it roll down her cheek as she spoke, 'he cheated with Nicole.'
My mouth hangs open. Nicole is Camila's (Jasmine mom) sister. Camila's little sister. They work at the same hospital, Camila just has a higher rank. Camila is the reason why Nicole has a job in the first place, she's Camila's secretary. I honestly never really liked Nicole, and now I have reason to hate her. "He did WHAT?!?" I ask astonished.
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Restoring Hope
Romance⚠️THIS STORY CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT AND SOME VIEWERS MAY FIND SOME CONTENT TRIGGERING- READ AT YOUR OWN RISK⚠️ Whore. That's the word 20 year old Kaliyah is all too familiar with, even though she's far from being a whore. With "parents" who obvious...