Chapter. 8. ESCAPED

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Jasmine hung around my house all day, the time was 6:20pm so I guess we should start getting ready for this party.

We went over her house so we could sneak and get her some clothes and get her brothers car keys. While we were in her house it smelled very strange, I knew the smell considering my mom boyfriend that I shot always smelled like this odor. I asked her did she want me to wait outside since the odor was making me sick.

"No stay with me", She replied as we walked to her room.

This was my very first time being in here,  but once we reached her room it was nice and smelled like lavender.  I sat on her bed as she packed a few bags of clothes.

"What you doing, you just need one outfit for the night".

"Well I was kind of hoping I could crash at your spot until my brother gets out" .

She goes on to tell me how her parents were strung out on crack, which I knew that smell all to well.  She grab a hold of my arm pleading if she could stay. 

I didn't care but what would my mom say if she caught her especially with her being my girlfriend.  I told her it was fine and helped her grab her bags as she ran across the hall to her brothers room to get his key's.  We head back downstairs to leave but we heard someone in the kitchen.

We ran back upstairs into her room and she closed and locked the door. She began tossing her bags out the window until we heard a knock on the door. Jasmine sat in the window with her legs hanging out and just jumped. I watched as she hit the bush and rolled onto the grass in the front yard. 

I stood there looking as she grabbed up her bags waving me to come on. Then another knock came at the door. Her father was on the other side telling her to open the damn door before he bust it down. I look at the door as I heard the doorknob shake, then he rammed the door but it didn't open. I turned around looking out the window and Jasmine was nowhere in sight, not even a bag.

Her dad rammed the door again as it went flying off the hinges, and in one motion without thinking I jumped clear out the window. Overshooting the bushes to break my fall I fell right into grass,  getting up so quick taking off running down the street.  I dip to the side of a parked car looking toward her house to see if he noticed me, but he never even came toward the window I jumped out of. I got up walking back toward my house as T comes walking up to me.

"Well Well Well..., what's going on chump" ?

"Get the fuck away from me".

"And if I don't what you gone do"?

I brushed past him continuing to walk toward my house and down around the back to my sliding door. Before I knew it he grabbed onto my shoulder spinning me around.

"Don't walk away from me when I'm talking to you".

"You know what T I'm running out of patients with you......". As he swings and punches me in my jaw.

I stumbled back into my door, then I catch my balance and threw up my guard.  I stood up as he walked up on me to swing again,  but I blocked every punch he threw.

We went back and forth trading blows,  just when Jasmine came running out separating us.

"Stop it what is wrong wrong with y'all"?

"Oh so you fucking him now". T blurted out.

"No and if I was its none of your concern".

"So why the fuck you in his house then".

"It's none of your business what I do and where I go, we been broke up, and there will never be a me and you again. Especially after what you did I can never trust you".

"I told you it wasn't my faught, I never meant to hurt you, but what do you expect when you hold out on a nigga".

I stood there watching them go back and forth, thinking to myself damn they dated over a year and she never gave it up to him. So I guess she is a virgin like she said. 

They finished up arguing with T leaving off at, "good luck with your new bitch, hope you don't plan on getting any pussy anytime soon". But before he could walk away she slapped him in the face.

Things are really starting to escalate and they haven't even been dating a full 24hours.  What going to take place at the party?  And do you think Jasmine dad saw them or even knew she was in the house.

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