Jasmine POV
I opened the door to Neverland main house. It smelled of cinnamon. Someone is baking. I threw my jacket on the couch and ran to the kitchen. Zayne and Jezel and Melanie were all in the kitchen, laughing.
"Sissy." Zayne ran to me.
I hugged her tightly. Gah, I love this girl. Only she knows how to make me smile despite myself. She's my best friend.
"I was scared." Melanie stood up from the seat and hugged me.
"Nah, I'm okay. I feel better." I smiled. "Where is everyone?"
"Market." Jezel answered.
"Haven't seen you in a while shorty." I smiled.
Jezel kissed my cheek and went back to frosting cakes.
"So, where's Paul?" Zayne asked.
"We got into a fight."
"About?" Melanie looked at me.
"He's cheating with Jordana Brewster."
"No." Zayne gasped.
I nodded.
"Go get my chainsaw and a body bag. We finna slice this Bitch up." Zayne growled.
I laughed. I love her.
"Nah. That's okay. He's cheated before."
"With?"
"I don't want to talk about it." I shrugged. "I'm gonna take a nap."
I walked upstairs and flopped down on my bed. I looked at the bathroom and saw the lights out. I shook my head as images appeared in my mind. I rolled over and screamed loudly into the pillow. My life was crumbling before my eyes. Pathetic.
A few hours later Vin and Paul came. Paul had a set of flowers for me and chocolates.
"For you princess." He gave them to me.
I didn't want to accept them but I did. I was still pissed at him. Fucking bastard.
"Hey, Jazzy cakes." Vin smiled.
"Hey." I took out my phone and played spinny circle.
"Listen, do you want to come with me and Vin for a race?" Paul asked.
"Who's coming?" I asked.
"Michelle, Jordana..." Vin listed.
I smacked Paul in his face. Vin yelled and Paul grabbed his face. Paul stood up and looked at me bewildered.
"Are you crazy?" He roared.
"Fuck you! How dare you ask me to come when you know I don't like that Bitch! You'd rather Fuck her than your own wife. Tell me, does she scream your name or moans it."
"She screams."
I gasped and made a beeline for him. Vin jumped in the middle and stopped me from killing Paul.
"Yep. I fucked Jordana good and hard for two weeks. And she was amazing. I fucked my hair stylist. I fucked Jennifer Rueza. Are you happy now?" Paul shouted.
My heart froze. Ate that moment all I wanted to do was die. Crawl in a ditch and die. My husband doesn't want me anymore. Do you know how awful that feels?
I ran out the room and down the stairs. Zayne caught me in the living room. I sobbed in her arms and screamed in pain. My heart clenched. My head pounded. My blood boiled.
"Shh..." Zayne rocked me.
"I hate him. I hate him!" I screamed crazily loud. "He's a cheater. A fucking cheater."
I wriggle free from Zayne and run outside to my car. Daddy was just pulling up. I said nothing to him and drove off.
I could hardly see. I was crying so hard that my vision was blurry. I didn't see the cars in my review mirror and I didn't see the driver texting behind me. Eventually she crashed into my car. I hit my head on the dash and screamed.
Can my day get any worse? Like what the Fuck? God must hate me today. What did I do?
I opened my door and got out. My phone was in my pocket and I called an uber. I wasn't in the mood for any hospitals and police. I'm packing my bags and leaving. I swear.
I'm divorcing Paul and moving to Mexico. Suddenly I looked at my car and saw Brandon in the passenger seat.
- Is this the end -
- I'm waiting online for black Friday . It's brick out here . Do any of you live in NY?
-ChunkyMonkey
