Jasmine POV
I woke up late. Around one o'clock. Why did I sleep so late? Paul was laying with me, not sleep, just staring at me.
"Hey. What's wrong?" I asked.
"Just admiring you and how beautiful you are. That's all." Paul said.
The fuck?
"I never knew how amazing you are. I'm so grateful that you love me. Your so sexy and amazing."
"Okay. Thank you. I'm going to shower and get dressed." I said.
I felt weird. Paul wouldn't randomly start expressing his emotions. Only if we are fighting. Is he making plans to kill me?
After my shower, I dress in pants and a pink shirt. Nothing to spicy. Downstairs, everyone was cooking and cleaning and chatting. Paul was still upstairs. Does he know something that I don't? Meadow Rain was in Daddy's arms. She was already dressed in a red shirt and black shoes. I gave her a kiss and went to find Zayne.
I know I said Cherokee is my favorite sister but for a while me and Zayne has been closer than ever. I hope Cherokee doesn't think about it.
Zayne was sleep next to a girl. Obviously Melanie. She had black hair and tattoos. She was wearing a crop top with shorts. Her body was A1. Her boobs could be a little more bigger but they still on point.
I jumped on both of them screaming and yelling.
"Jasmine, move." Zayne groaned. "I went to get her around four. Shut up."
"Oh, nice to meet you, officially." Mel said, getting up.
"You mad sexy. If I wasn't married, we'd do some things." I told Mel.
"Thanks." She smiled.
Zayne grabbed her phone and looked at me. "This is my favorite sister."
"I can see." Mel laughed.
"We should have a four some." I said.
"Get out." Zayne threw her pillow at me.
"Me and Zayne do gay things a lot." I warned Mel.
"What?" Mel laughed.
"We twerk on each other and we kiss a lot so if you see it, don't get pissed."
"Okay."
I left the room and Paul met me in the hallway. He had my phone in a tight grip. He showed me the contact I added last night.
"Your trying to contact her? After our talk?" Paul looked livid.
"Yes. Just to tell her to stop with the rumors." I lied.
Paul half growled, half groaned. "Such a fucking liar." He hissed.
"We are not doing this here." I said. I held out my hand. "Can I have your phone?"
"Why?"
"To see if you're texting her."
"Of course I am. She's my makeup artist." Paul handed me my phone instead of his.
"Paul, we are done." I said and began to walk away.
I went into my room and he followed.
"Typical, run away like you always do."
Paul continued to antagonize me. My body began to heat up and I knew my beast was going to be released. I threw the one thing that was in my hands at him.
My phone.
Paul ducked and it smashed against the wall. He gasped and ran over to it. What used to be an iPhone 6, is now in pieces. My screen was off and the back was cracked.
"Jasmine, what is wrong with you?" Paul asked. "You are crazy."
I took off my wedding ring and ran to my bathroom. I held it over the sink drain.
"Jasmine May Jackson, take the ring away from that drain. Dammit, now!"
"Fuck you. You ruin my life. You cheat on me then make me break my phone. I hate you. I am done with you."
"Jasmine!"
"Leave me alone! I don't want to look at you!" I screamed.
"I am going to let you throw your temper tantrum because that's what you are known to do. You are a brat. Take responsibility for your actions! I didn't break your phone. You wanna contact her, fine. Just don't cry to me when you realize how ridiculous you sound." He began to walk away.
Ugh... Why did we do this here? Everyone knows now that Pasmine (Paul and Jasmine) is in fact not so perfect. My goal has failed. I walked out the bathroom and put the ring on my dresser. Nothing Paul does will make me forgive him. I broke down in my bed and cried under my covers.
A few minutes later, Zayne came in with my other sisters.
Zayne climbed in behind me and wrapped her arms around me. Cherokee climbed up to the pillows and laid across my bed, Letty climbed in front of me and Jezel laid on my legs.
"Don't cry, sissy. It's gonna be okay." Zayne said.
They made me feel good. We may argue and fight but if one of us is hurting, we all hurt. I fell asleep wrapped in my sister's arms.
- Candy Girl -
- What do you think should happen with Pasmine ?
A) Divorce
B) Jasmine cheats
C) work it out
D) another kid
E) one dies
-ChunkyMonkey
