Mrs. March (American Horror Story)

S E V E N - T H E K I D S

Mrs. March 

Chapter Seven

The Kids 

~Third Person's POV~

"I have to show you something" Elizabeth repeated at the shocked face of Jasmine.

The images of the dream she had were still flashing through her mind. 

What did it mean? She wondered.

She needed to talk to James. Or somebody.

"What do you need to show me?" Jasmine asked Elizabeth.

"Just come with me. You'll love it" Elizabeth pulled Jasmine out of bed.

Elizabeth has spent years trying to make up for what happened. This was her biggest attempt at making Jasmine happy. She knew nothing could replace Jasmine's daughter but this was sure to make  Jasmine a little happy.

Elizabeth dragged Jasmine down the hallway and down the stairs.

"Listen, I know you may be frightened at first but just hear me out" Elizabeth sighed as she pulled Jasmine towards to the pool room.

Jasmine started resisting but Elizabeth ignored her and kept pulling.

"Stop it" 

"Stop it Elizabeth!"

"Didn't you hear the woman Elizabeth? Stop!" James appeared pulling her off of me.

"Shut up James! I need to talk to her!" Elizabeth tried to push past James but he instantly grabbed her.

"She doesn't want to see your collection. Now I demand you stop your demandings" James spoke scarily. 

"Fine. I will see you soon Jasmine" Elizabeth backed up.

"Are you alright my love?" James turned around and started checking over Jasmine like he always did when she was afraid.

"Yes James" Jasmine spoke softly. 

She was remembering her dream and how handsome James had looked. Even covered in blood. That was one of the things about James that baffled her. She was terrified of him. She hated him. She was in love with him. She felt safe with him. She thought he was the most handsome man ever but and ugly person. 

Everything she felt had the opposite effect on her as well.

Jasmine's safe and loving feeling soon melted and all that was left was a cold and angry person.

All of the good memories melted away and she could only remember the angry look in his eyes when he split open her skull and caused her to die. She could only remember the suspicion that he had killed their daughter.

She broke away from his grip and stared at him blankly making James flinch.

I almost had her, he thought sadly.

"What collection?" Jasmine spoke emotionlessly.

"Oh it doesn't matter my love. Let's go get some food?" James asked and made Jasmine flinch.

She had heard that excuse way too many times. Sometimes about the hotel, sometimes about the murders. Sometimes even about their own daughter. 

"No. I want you to tell me now" Jasmine stomped her foot.

James stood for a moment and then just left.

"Fine! Just run away" Jasmine pouted and then walked straight into the pool room.

What she saw made her heart stop.

Inside the now empty pool were a series of glass coffins. What was inside them had probably scarred Jasmine for her immortal life. 

"Children" Jasmine whispered.

Elizabeth had spent her life collecting children. But not just children. Children that looked exactly like Cassandra. What kind of sick trick was this? 

Jasmine knew what she had to do.

She had to speak to the fortune teller.

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"What do you need?" The fortune teller asked. She seemed busy.

"I need to know what happened to my daughter" Jasmine asked quietly.

She raised an eyebrow. 

"I do not know what happened to her" The woman spoke sullenly.

"Well tell me what you do know!" Jasmine banged her fist on the table.

This woman was impossible! She tells me all these this about my daughter and then ignores my pleadings, Jasmine thought angrily.

"The answer to your problems are at the highest point in your mind" The woman whispered.

The highest point in my mind?, Jasmine thought.

"What does -" Jasmine went to ask but the old women just hushed her.

"Just think my dear" The woman stared at her until realization dawned on Jasmine.

"The penthouse" 

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Jasmine knew what she had to do.

"James!" Jasmine called but there was no answer.

"James please!" Jasmine called out again even more desperate.

Has he finally grew tired of me?, Jasmine thought silently.

"James please. I need you..." Jasmine whispered to herself. 

" Has his love for me really died out?" Jasmine whispered to herself.

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