Anything For Him. #Wattys2016

Chapter 11

I knew the laxatives weren't going to kick in , until a little later, so I just chilled out until the next thing happened. The chef started to bring out everyone's food and I stood up. "I would like to make a toast, to Kim." I said holding in my glass in the air. She started to look at me sideways, because she knows that I don't like her. "I know we haven't had the best of times together, but I thought I'd do a little special something for you." I said blowing her a kiss. "Where's my guest of honor?" I asked looking around. The door opened and in walked David, Kim's old pimp. She looked like she had seen a ghost. Everyone started clapping and hollering, but she was stuck. The chef started to put plates on the table, I took my spot next to Miranda at a separate and sat with my legs crossed. Kim slowly started to take bites of food, I watched joyfully as she continued to eat. She started coughing and wheezing pointing to her throat. Her eyes started watering and her face was turning pale. Everyone started scrambling , trying to help her. "Somebody call an ambulance." One of the guests yelled, but I stood there happy and un-phased with my drink in hand. She fell on the floor shaking and wheezing, I found it so amusing.

"Jaz, help her. " Adam yelled holding up Kim's head. I pulled an epipen out of my purse and stuck it in her thigh. She started to control her breath and was no longer wheezing. Her skin color started to come back and she continued coughing, because her throat was opening back up. I pulled up off the floor and whispered in her. "I told you I'm not the one to fuck with." I laughed walking back to my table where Miranda was still sitting. "Jaz." She said looking at with sadness in her eyes. "What?" I responded with a slight attitude. "You could have killed her." She said like I was suppose to care. "I don't give a fuck Miranda. I really don't." I said taking a sip of wine. "I was here for the laxatives and itching powder, that's funny. But THIS is too far Jaz. You took it too far you could have killed her." She said shaking her head. She got up and walked away, going to go check on Kim. Her near death experience has nothing to do with me. I don't give a fuck. My guest left, so the last part of my plan didn't work out. Since Kim started feeling a little under the weather, we ended the party early. We went home in separate cars and nobody said anything to me.

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"Jasmine, are you responsible for what happened at Kim's party tonight?" Adam asked grabbing my arm. I didn't respond, I just looked up at him and laughed. He grabbed me by the front of my shirt and pushed me up against the wall. "Jasmine, I'm not laughing with you." He said grabbing at throat. I started to laugh again. I could see the rage in his eyes, but it didn't scare me , it amused me. "Ooh Adam, I like the rough side. It's turning me on." I said blowing a kiss at him. I saw that he was getting more and more upset but I kept laughing. I needed him to know that I didn't care. I'm not scared of him, or anyone for that matter. "Jasmine." He said getting frustrated. "Adam." I said still laughing. "She could have died Jasmine." She said with clenched teeth still holding me against the wall. "I don't care Adam." I said really slow. He let go of me and started to pace the floor with his hands under his chin. He started to look up at me like he wanted to say something, but looked away. "I can't believe you Jasmine." He said walking away. I could feel the tension In the house like everyone was up but I truly don't give a fuck.    

I need people to understand that I've changed , I'm not that little innocent girl that let people walk all over and mistreat her. All that insecurity, sadness and weakness is gone.

That little sweet girl Jasmine Jackson is GONE , this is Jaz