Changes

Chapter 18

Jasmine's POV

I feel like I slept for ages. The stress that had built up had slowly preceded away. I wake up to the flight attendant.

"We will be arriving in Liverpool in about 15 minutes." My favorite city.

Thank god.

...

"Please take your items when you leave the plane, thank you for flying with Delta airlines."

I take my clothing and hop off the plane. I should probably look for a cab. I pick up the public phone and dial a cab number that I asked a flight attendant for.

The cabs drops me off in front of a cheap old motel. I honestly do not know what to do with myself. I am completely ruined. How could I let this happen to me again. How? This is why I made changes. With whatever happened with Drew and now with Brian. I just can't , i've suffered so much.

*FLASHBACK*

Where is Drew? I'm starting to get worried. He probably is high or fucking some other chick. Honestly, I can't tell him anything for cheating on me. Atleast we've never had intercourse. He has threatened me to stay with him, or else he would ruin me. He would make my life a living hell. Like he doesn't already. It hurts to much, but I have to be brave. I lay on the couch and take a quick nap.

"Wake up you useless cow!" I wake up to Drew pushing me. I try to get up but he pushes me to the ground. I try to speak but Drew begins to kick me and I scream in pain. The bruises that were nearly healing, are now set to face another challenge. The pain. I want to die. I'm still not used to his abuse. The pain. The Pain. I scream in agony as he kicks me everywhere. I feel nauseous and vomit all over the carpet. The pain quickly wipes me out.

*FLASHBACK ENDS*

I wipe the tears that have slid down my cheeks. I have to be strong, I have to get through this.

I should probably start a new life here, away from everyone who knew Jasmine Green.

8 YEARS LATER

8 years have passed by and I have managed to survive this long. No one has managed to communicate with me since the incident.

"Hey Bianca," Kelsey greets me as I enter my cubicle at the office. I have barely graduated with my degree. I am on the road of becoming a successful detective. I can't believe that I have made up my life and changed it around completely. It is 1971.

"Have you heard of this new band, their name is Queen?" Kelsey literally squeaks.

"No, I haven't actually." I never heard of such a band, after I made the changes.

"They're my favorite band." Kelsey squeals. Fangirl much?

She shows me a poster of them at her cubicle.

I've seen that face before, but where? That curly hair seems way too familiar, and that other fur with the overbite.

Oh god.

It can't be.

(Guys, I switched the dates okay, sorry about that. The story now takes place in 1971, sorry to confuse you. I know that was a long time gap, but I hope you don't hate me for what I did.)