In High School, Jasmine Raynes had been a antisocial overweight introvert with a cloud of despair hanging over her head. She had no friends since people just seemed to avoid her and she could hear a voice in her head that resulted from depression an...
Something was wrong. I had that sinking feeling all night long, ever since I spoke with Jasmine on the phone. I tried to tell myself I was just being paranoid but past events told me I wasn't. I was currently watching my twin kill it in the club, people were going crazy. I had to clear my mind because he would need my energy and support. I tried my hardest and was able to get into it when the music took over my body. We left the club at about 3 am and in the ride to Larry's house, my mind went back to Jasmine. Considering how the family dinner went, Jasmine and I were doing fine. I hadn't expected her to apologize or tell me she loved me. I also hadn't expected her to react to me in such a delicious and lustful way. Her moans still were stuck in my head. I only stopped because I knew she wasn't ready and I wasn't going to rush her. "You okay mon frere?" Larry's voice was concerned and I just nodded my head. "Just got a lot on my mind. Jasmine's taking what happened with Waydi remarkably well and that's kind of worrying me. I mean Waydi was basically her best friend, so why wasn't she more affected?" Larry pulled up to his house and he seemed lost in thought. "Maybe it affected her so much, that she doesn't know how to handle it. He was with her for so long and she could be in denial. All I can say is just talk with her and be there for her. You both need each other Laurent and only you both can heal each other. Come, let's go rest so you can go home to your crazy lovable flower." I laughed and took everything Larry said in stride. We went inside, ate, showered, and then went to sleep, Larry in his room and me in the spare room. I laid on the bed and decided to call Jasmine. When no one answered, I just thought she was asleep after all, it was now 4 in the morning. I'd just talk to her in the morning.
Larry dropped me off early since he had to go and see Lylah to take Liloh to the doctors. I walked into the house and immediately felt something was off. "Jasmine? Mon amour, you here?" I walked through the house, getting no responding answer. I was starting to panic and I felt this dread in my stomach. I opened the bedroom door and saw no one there. Laid out on the bed were some of my most precious belongings. Pictures of me and Jasmine. Did she find these? I picked up the pictures and noticed the one of our first date was missing. I carefully put them back inside the envelope. The lamented paper of Jasmine's song was out too. I sighed as I put that back as well. I kept everything from back then. Anything she ever gave me was in this box. I searched throughout the house and couldn't find her. I tried to give her the benefit of the doubt and just hoped she was just walking around. I called her cellphone and it went straight to voicemail. I went to the kitchen and saw a neatly folded piece of paper, with my name on it. I sat down on the stool by the counter and read the note. Dear Laurent, When you read this, I will be gone. It's not your fault and it's not because I don't love you. I left because I needed to. I am not whole anymore and it isn't fair to expect you to fill up all that I am not. Your love is everything I yearned for and everything I am afraid to have. Everything I've ever loved was poisoned by my touch. I brought nothing but pain and heartbreak to your life and all I can do is say I'm sorry. Little by little, you were changing because of the people and decisions I brought to your life. I cannot live with the fact that you had been so willingly to take another's life for me. I don't deserve that or you. And you my love, deserve someone who isn't so broken and damaged like me. So to change my life and be better for not only me but you as well, I am going to somewhere I can get help. Please Laurent, don't hate me. I just... I need to do this. Please understand and please don't be angry with the world. I want you to live and smile and be the man I remember you as. I love you Laurent, I've always have. I will never stop loving you, and maybe one day, I'll be someone worthy of having you. Don't look for me..... Love, Petite Fleur. I stared at the note, my tears nearly downing me from how abundant they were. "What the fuck!" I starting throwing whatever was in my sight. I took my hurt out on my house and by the time I was done, I was sitting on the floor of my living room, surrounded by shattered glass and destroyed furniture. The front door opened and Larry walked into the house. He said nothing as he witnessed the destruction and just sat next to me. "She's gone .... Again Larry." Larry just rested his head on mine and stayed with me.
( Jasmine )
I walked inside my house, the darkness and cold seeping into my already frozen heart. I placed my book bag on the floor and switched on the lights. Everything looked the same since that day I left with Waydi to China. Just thinking of his name sent me into a near panic attack and I had to force myself to relax. I wouldn't be here for long anyways, I just needed to grab some clothes. My mind drifted to Laurent and I just prayed he would be alright. After all, he had Larry and his family. I would be on my own with this. But then again, I deserved it. I went to my room and ignored all the sad memories laying in wait. I quickly grabbed a few shirts and baggy sweats. A car horn beeping outside signaled that my ride was here. I said goodbye to my home for the last time and walked outside. Bambii was waiting in her all black Kia Soul and I got inside. As we drove, she spoke to me with a sad expression on her face. "Got everything you need?" "Everything but my heart but then again, I left that in Paris. Promise me that you won't tell them Bambii. Promise me." "Okay okay, I swear on my life I won't tell them. Also, the real estate agent called and said your house was on the market now and that when it sold, she will deposit the money into your account." "Okay, thank you for everything Bambii." "You don't have to do this alone Jasmine." "Yes I do." Bambii sighed and just kept quiet. After 45 minutes of driving, we pulled up to the white and grey huge building. The officers at the front gate opened it for us and in we drove. A single tear fell down my eye and I just took a deep breath. The words on the building came into view.
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