Black Butterfly; Book 2: Family Lies

Chapter 1

December 26, 2014
11:58 P.M.

Jazmin was dreaming, that's all she knew. Sadly, it was the same she had always had since she was ten. The one of her father's 'accident'. It was the main house of the Given's family. It has always scared her, because she felt it might hapened to her.

Her little hands slid up the railing, as her details ran up the expensive stairs. She wanted to tell her daddy goodluck. But the present Jazmin knew that wouldn't happen. Vision follows the doors and paintings passing her by as she reached the forbidden room.

"Daddy-" Jazmin chokes. Daddy had a gun pointed at his head. Uncle was smiling a vicious smile. Daddy pulls the trigger himself, and her own scream.

Jazmin wakes up and realizes why it has occurred again. Trevor wasn't here to comfort her. Footsteps come running in. Jazmin quickly wipes her eyes as the door fills the room with bright light. She winces at the pain of the sudden light like a vampire.

"Mistress Love, are you alright?" the head maid asks. Jazmin nods. She didn't trust her voice to speak. Jazmin keeps her head down as the maid fixes her pillow.

"Thank you," Jazmin smiles sadly to the maid.

"Not at all. Get some rest, mistress," the maid says. The door closes and plunges Jazmin into a cold darkness. She lays down slowly and hopes that Trevor will be home tomorrow. She rolls over and let's the tears that needed to come out flow down to the mattess.

December 27, 2014
8:00 A.M.

Jazmin gets out of bed before Charles, the family butler, comes to wake her. The floor a had a chilly feel to it, but Jazmin just shrugs it off. She goes to the walk in closet to choose her outfit. Since she wasn't interested in getting pretty she grabs a simple gray sweater and a pair of miss me jeans.

"Jazmin, are you already up?" Charles calls in.

"Yes, I'll be out in a second," she calls back. She looks in the mirror and pushes her cheeks into a smile. She needed to look happy. She skips out of the closest and smiles widely at Charles.

Charles was Jazmin's mentor practically. He was a nice, old man. He had the smile of a saint, but when he was angry. Well, Jazmin didn't want to remember that.

"How was your Christmas, Charles?" Jazmin asks.

"Splendid! I got to meet my future son in law, but that was the only bad part," Charles smiles.

"Haha, I hope you weren't too hard on him, sir," Jazmin jokes.

"Well, I did restrain myself this time," Charles jokes back. Jazmin laughs. Charles tells her the schedule of the day and leaves her with her breakfast. She eats quickly and leaves it outside the door.

Jazmin applies a little bit of makeup and heads to the study. The family always met in the study each morning. The parents said it was to keep 'connected' with eachother. However, all they ever did was stay in their own personal corners.

Jazmin walks as if it was programed into her. An outsider would easily get lost in the mansion. In fact, they once lost a person for two days! Most of the hallways were for the servants, and the rest was for rooms.

Jazmin pushes the door, and realizes that Trevor wasn't here yet. "I guess it's still early for him to be home," she laughs to herself. Her smiles falls and she sits in her own little corner. That had books that she enjoyed and a TV completed with Blu Ray player.

She knew her parents wouldn't be here till 9:00. So she started Supernatural from Netflix. Then, her cell phone rings and she sadly, answers it. "Hello?"

"Hey, Jazz, what's up?" Trevor asks.

"Oh, you know, getting ready to turn your room into a personal spa," she jokes.

"Very funny. Anyways, Emmet wants us at the office today. So I'll pick you up around 9:30," Trevor says in his deep voice.

"Trevor you know family 'bonding' isn't over till 10," Jazmin says worriedly.

"Please, they won't even notice that you're gone," Trevor says. That was true. She once slept through family bonding. When she apologized, her parents didn't even know what the heck she was talking about.

"Fine, I'll sneak out."

"Okay, I'm landing so I have to go. See you soon," Trevor says with a tone of relief.

9:30 A.M.

Jazmin runs into the car, with Charles hollering for her to stop. "Hurry, T, Charles going to catch up!"

"How did he find out?!" Trevor puts the car in drive as fast as he can, and ditches the poor man.

"While I was walking out, Charles answered the line," Jazmin explains. Trevor sighs in annoyance. Jazmin knew that was a sign that was going to be cranky.

"I'm just glad that I have my own car now," Trevor says. Trevor made a deal with their father, that if he worked for the family business, he would be allowed to get his own car.

"So, how was the main house?" Jazmin asks. She really didn't get to meet the whole Love family. Trevor always said that it was a good thing.

"What do you think?"

"I guess not fun at all. Especially, with the whole commotion of the murders," Jazmin answers her own question. Trevor nods in agreement.

"Now, can we allow my headache to calm before we go to work?" Trevor asks. Jazmin nods and watches as the country side turns into her hometown.

They head to the downtown area and park in front of Blakforest Psychic Research & Co. They walk side by side to the mysterious office. Everyone thought that this place trapped the dead in here. Honestly, Jazmin felt like this could be her home. "Hi, you two," Oakley smiles. She was a rich, bad ass girl. She had the personality that made you want to do whatever she said.

8:45 P.M.

The two siblings spent th eir extra time chistmas shoping, but finally it was time to go. "Hey," they both answer. Taylor comes out of her office and nods towards them. She was a quiet, stern woman. She was practically the manager of the place.

"Hey, Trevor, what's up?" Austin Amal smiles. An athletic, exorcist who could every girl in a room melt. Trevor give eachother a bro hug and start talking about the new video game.

Serena Sight walks in the room, and Jazmin and her hug. Jazmin puts on her happy smile and compliments Serena's hair. She is a very quiet, calm girl. She was smart, beatiful, and had the ability to see the deceased.

"Now, that you have had your reunion. Let's get to work," Emmet says behind all of them. The 17-year-old boss. Mysterious, rich, and handsome the boy could probably get any girl he wanted. However, Jazmin personally thought he was a narcissistic son of a bitch.

Everyone follows him to the office and a client was waiting patiently on the couch. Trevor and Jazmin stops dead in their tracks. "Grandmother?" they both ask at once. Everyone looks at her in shock.

"Hello, Tevor, Ms. Jazmin," the old woman says sternly.