Broken Dreams

You Belong To Me

Jazmine held onto her face, a bruise starting to form on her cheek. She hasn't been hit before. She looked up at Derek, scanning his facial expressions to see if there were any signs of guilt, remorse, anything. But she could not find any hint if regret in his beautiful face that was tainted with foolery. He grabbed Jazmine by her sweater, causing it to tear just a little at the strings. "You seem to forget how much you need me, Princess."

Jazmine winced as he began to rub his thumb on her cheek right over the bruise he created. She wanted to cry out, but no sound would escape  her lips. Derek continued on with whatever he was talking about. "Without me you'd be nothing but a waste of air. You understand me Princess? You're mine!"

Jazmine didn't nod, she only dropped her head lowly causing Derek to slam her against the wall, wrapping his hand around her throat. Choking her. "Do you fucking understand?"

Jazmine painfully nodded, tears escaping her eyes as she felt sweet relief when he released her and her body hit the floor. She let out a few desperate coughs, gasping for air. "I'm going out. When I come back, I expect a freshly made meal. Also, here's a list of things to do. That'll keep you busy."

Jazmine crawled and picked up the list the moment Derek shut the door. She read over it, there was at least 30 things written. What better time to start her 'chores' than now? She gotten up the her feet, and picked up a broom and dustpan.
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Huey paced around, his thoughts surging throughout like a wildfire. "Riley, what if she's hurt?"

"Then we'd notice it." Riley said, admiring his collection of nike's from afar.

"What if something's happening behind closed doors? What if she needs help?" Huey said panicked.

"Then she'd mouth the words."

When Huey realized he wasn't paying attention, he snatched him up by his shirt collar. "Riley! This is serious, what if she's getting beaten by Derek? What if she's hurting in silence and we're being too blind to realize she's screaming for help!"

Riley seemed to understand his frustration and seriousness so he slipped out from his grasp. "We'll go over there."

Huey nodded, glancing out the window. Seeing Derek exiting the house and getting into the car before speeding off. "Let's go right now."

Riley nodded, sliding on some timbs and walking with Huey out the house and to Jazmine's hell hole. When Huey knocked on the door, Jazmine panicked. Dropping the broom and instantly rushing to the door, hopefully her bruises were covered up. When she opened it and saw the two, her heart settled. "Jazzy, we came to see you." Riley stated, walking inside to hug the girl before she flinched, causing him to step back.

"What were you doing?" Huey asked, seeing the broom in the distance.

"Working." Jazmine mouthed.

"Working? On what?" Riley said, walking into the kitchen and taking the list. "30 things to do?"

Jazmine panicked, rushing and snatching the list from him. Huey shut the door and crossed his arms unamused. "Jazmine, you're not doing this all alone are you?"

She nodded, picking up the broom and getting back to sweeping.

"Then you'll let us help you." Riley said, looking at the mulatto.

Jazmine sighed, accepting the help. Riley and Huey scanned the list, seeing that all of these had to be done before 12:30. When they looked at the time it was 2:00, Huey went to Jazmine and grabbed the broom. "I'll sweep. You do the dishes."

Jazmine hugged him, a smile plastered on her face before she walked towards the sink and got started. This was gonna take a while, since they only had 10 hours.
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"Misty?" Derek called, stepping inside the woman's apartment.

"Right here babe." Misty said, getting up from the couch to greet her lover boy.

"Hey." He said, picking her up as she wrapped her legs around him. He rested his face along the crook of her neck, inhaling her sweet fragrance.

"What're you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at work?" Misty asked, running her fingers through his hair.

"I called in sick." He smirked, kissing her jawline. "So I could see you."

"Aw, baby you flatter me." Misty said, kissing his cheek. "I'm glad i'm your only girl."

A/N: Misty doesn't know about Jazmine. Derek lied to her by saying he was single, even though he's with Jazmine.)

"Of course you're my only girl. Nobody can replace you." Derek said, licking his lips, lubricating his lies.

"Good." Misty said, kissing his lips softly. Derek returned the kiss, slipping his tongue into her mouth. The kiss went on forever it seemed, until it lead them to her bedroom and onto her silky sheets where they got undressed and made love to each other.  Though the love was one sided. Misty was loyal while Derek hoed around, sleeping with her and coming back to Jazmine and kissing all over her, even though he'd hurt her more than he'd ever hurt Misty. After hours and hours went by of the two enjoying each other's company, it was 12:20. He had to make his way back to the house where Jazmine was. Misty was curled up in the sheets fast asleep, Derek kissed the back of her neck sweetly before crawling out of her bed, slipping into her bathroom and taking a warm shower to get rid of the smell of ass. When he finished he slipped his clothes back on, and exited Misty's place.
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Jazmine heard a car door shut, meaning Derek was back from 'work' where he said he would be. Jazmine hurried and placed his plate on the table, pouring a glass of red wine for him. How he likes it, the door opened and she hurried back to the sink and grabbed a spoon, washing it. Or pretending that she was. When Derek stepped into the kitchen, Jazmine felt relief as he sat down in his seat, and started to eat. "Jazmine." He said firmly.

Jazmine turned off the sink and rushed to his side, nervously as her heart thumped out of her chest.
"Did you do everything on the list?"

She nodded. Thankfully Huey and Riley left at 11:30, and neither of their fragrances lingered around the house. Though Jazmine enjoyed the scent that Huey had, his cologne was heaven to her. "Good." Was all Derek said, snapping her out of her thoughts.

Derek took a sip of the red wine, until his meal was done. Jazmine noticed a lipstick stain on his shirt, and pointed it out to him. Derek furiously stood from the table. "How dare you accuse me of cheating? After all the work I do just for you, you ungrateful piece of shit!" Jazmine covered her face as Derek beat her senseless. He beat her over, and over, and over again. Until her blood splattered on his clothing. If he kept going he would've beaten her to death. Derek huffed, and gave her one final kick to the stomach before throwing the plate and glass on the ground. "Clean this mess up." And then he disappeared up the stairs. Jazmine shook, as she sat up painfully. She managed to get to her feet so she hobbled to the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. She saw the blood that trickled from her nose, her right eye was swollen shut, there were bruises all over, and there were scrapes along her cheeks. Something she couldn't cover up with makeup, and it'd be hell for her in the morning. But sadly, she fell to the floor and passed out. Blood still oozing out from her nose and other scrapes and cuts on her body.