Chapter 9

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Brian's POV

Shit. Why do they have to be home now, for god's sake not at this precise moment. Jasmine quickly unwraps herself from me and pulls down her shorts. She sits on the corner of the bed and stares at me, waiting for me to go see my parents.

"Well.." she rudely remarks. What the fuck? One moment she's happy and the other she's telling me off. This girl is crazy. I leave the room and I go see what the party pooper wants. As crazy as this sounds, Jasmine follows me to the living room. I wish she would have just stayed in the bedroom.

"Who is this lovely young lady?" she clearly has to have an interest in my personal life.

"My girlfriend." I say as I take a glance at Jasmine and I see that her eyes are glossy and she is daydreaming, as usual.

"Well she sure is beautiful." my dad barges in. Really dad?

I grab Jasmine's waist and pull her closer and tighter to my body. She also puts her small hands on my waist. I give her a quick kiss on her forehead and we put our attention back to my parents.

"You should have called." I state.

"Well, we didn't know you had company." my parents say, referring to Jasmine and I shake my head.

"Lets go Jasmine." I say. She doesn't say anything and she follows me as we go back upstairs. This is not what I had planned on my to-do list.

"Well, they're nice." she sarcastically says when I shut the door.

"You know how parents are." I say.

"I don't actually, I haven't spoken to my parents in over a week. I just chilled out at..." she stops herself.

"Were?" I demand.

"Just around here and there." I can hear it in her voice that she's lying, but for some reason, I don't want to know the answer.

"Stop lying to me." my words come out more as a shout.

"I slept at Freddie's.." she sounds guilty as her bottom lip quivers. I have no words to say. I know they are through, but that pain of jealousy stabs me in my heart.

"But it's all gone now." she says as she puts her hand on my shoulder. The question i've been wanting to ask has been wandering in my head and I already know the answer, I just feel like I need her to confirm it.

"Did you and Freddie have sex?" my mouth speaks before my mind.

"What kind of question is that?" she sounds offended, but inside she is laughing.

"I will answer you if you promise to answer one of my questions, deal?" she puts her hand out.

"Deal." I say as we shake hands.

Jasmine's POV

"We did have sex, several times." I lie, looking down at the ground. I have to lie, so he will think that I have had experience.

"Now it's time for me to ask you a question." I quickly change the subject.

"Fine." He sigh.

"Are you a virgin."

Brian's POV

What should I say, if she's not a virgin then i'm not also. I have to make myself sound like I am experienced.

"Hell naw." I laugh, hiding my big fat lie.

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