Jasmine Aralin is just a normal girl working to make something great of her life. But this proves hard to do as her father tries to make her an everyday, average woman he wants her to be. While she struggles to meet her father's expectations and her...
He put a hand up to silence me. "I don't want to hear it, Jasmine. I heard that you talked an officer out of giving a friend a drug test, I know you stole that makeup from the boutique," his voice gradually got louder. "How could you? After all I've taught you, have you learned anything? I understand the makeup, but stealing it? You could've asked me. Why, Jasmine, after all I've tried to teach you-"
"Dad, I'm sick of being confined to your rules. I appreciate you trying to help me become a strong woman, but you could loosen the reigns a little, I'm getting older, I'm finding my way, I shouldn't have to be treated like a child-"
"Jasmine, I've tried!" He's yelling now. "I've tried to help you become more independent but now you've gone and not only broke my rules, but broke the law! I can't do this with you! I can't!"
"Dad-"
"You're grounded."
"What?"
"Aside from school, you won't be going anywhere."
"That's not fair!"
"Either that or I can turn you into the chief of police."
I scoffed and crossed my arms. "For what?"
"Lying to an officer of the law."
I grinded my teeth together. "I didn't lie. He was clean... Mostly."
"What were you even doing with... Riff raff like him?"
"He wasn't riff raff." I protested.
"Go to your room and do your homework." He ended, not willing to fight with me anymore.
Anger bubbled up inside me and the words tore out of my throat before I could stop them. "I hate you!" I stomped off to my room, feeling completely defeated.
Just when I get back on track with the life I want to live, he shoots me down. Why is this so hard? Why can't I have hard work and play all in one package? Now I was left with a choice, a choice I really didn't want to have to face. I was too old for dad to do this for me, but too young to make big decisions like this. I knew either way, it would make or break me.
Maybe that's what I just had to do, the only way to get back up is to fall down.
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Jafar's POV
"I don't know what's gotten into her, she's been so... Distant, and rebellious and misbehaved." Muhammad buried his face in his hands.
"Ian went through the same thing, it's just puberty, it's just a phase."
He looked up at me hopefully. "Really?"
I nodded and smiled.
He was so gullible, eating up all this crap I was feeding him. That's why he doesn't belong as the Chief of Cardiology, too stupid for his own good.
His daughter was turning, she wouldn't be his little innocent girl much longer. With what I'm hearing, it sounds like she's finally realizing the strict guidelines she's been living with for years, and she was done with it.
I wasn't lying when I said Ian went through the same thing. Of course I had rules, of course I had guidelines, but at least I could recognize Ian as his own person. I know Muhammad, and I know he won't crack, at least not for Jasmine.
And that would work wonderfully in my favor.
My thoughts are that Jasmine will just want to become more insurgent the more her father restricts her, which also means that he will restrict her even more, and it's the never ending cycle of punishment.
So eventually, when Jasmine really messes up (i.e., breaks the law) Muhammad will either step down from his position to deal with her or the board will see him unfit to be chief (I wouldn't, if he can't handle his own daughter) and reelect a new chief (which will be me (I was supposed to get the position anyway but Muhammad is very friendly with the board))
If Jasmine fails to get in trouble like I need her to do, maybe I can give her a little push, or give myself a little boost, but those plans I'm still figuring out.
Maybe I was a little jealous, a little scheming, but it was Chief of Cardiology, a big raise and a boost in respect by your coworkers, along with first dibs on big cases. Along with Ian, I could do a lot to ensure that my family and I are the best cardiologists this city has ever seen. Jasmine will most likely be Muhammad's successor when the time comes, and Ian will be a candidate for the position, so I have to tie up all my loose ends. Jail is looking pretty good for Jasmine at the moment...
"I really hope it is just a phase, and I hope it ends soon. I can't stand her mad at me. I feel like such a bad father."
"Don't worry yourself, everything will turn out great." For me. "Anyway, I better get going, my son is waiting for me."
"Sometimes I wish I could have a kid as great as Ian." He wasn't always helping me and being the smart, quiet kid he was supposed to. Like I said, he is very rebellious.
I pushed in my chair. "Don't worry about Jasmine, I'm sure she can be as great as Ian." With that, I left Muhammad to his problems.
The moment I got into my car, I called Ian.
"Ian, the plan is in motion. Keep an eye on her. She's going to need it."
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Sorry about the kinda short chapter, a lot happened though :)
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Anywho.....
Next update will hopefully be Monday but I've had a writer's block for two weeks so be patient because you may have to wait until Thursday or Friday, thanks for understanding!
