Fallen

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A/N: I apologize if this chapter is a mess.

Huey approached Jazmine's door the next morning, knocking with a gift behind his hand. When the door opened, he was disgusted when he saw Derek. "What do you want?"

"I came here for Jazmine." Huey stated bluntly.

"She's still asleep." He lied.

"Then i'll drop my gift off inside." He said, revealing the bouquet of soft pink roses.

Derek's face scrunched up at the sight of the flowers

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Derek's face scrunched up at the sight of the flowers. "I will give them to her myself."

"No, because then you'll claim that you've bought them for her. Try to win her over. It's not going to happen, she's smarter than that."

"She loves me." Derek retorted.

"Maybe she does, but you clearly don't love her back. I know you beat her last night." Huey glared coldly, stepping inside the house by force.

"You have no proof." Derek said with a sly grin.

"Well then, you'll feel pretty stupid once I show the surveillance video to the police." Huey said with a sly grin as a response.

Derek's eyes widened with fear. "What surveillance?"

"Good day, Derek." Huey said, walking past him and to the stairs with the Bouquet. He knocked on Jazmine's bedroom door, relieved to see her. "Jaz."

"Huey." She said with her gentle voice. It's gotten worse, her scars were all over.

"You're comfortable speaking now?" He said, stepping inside her bedroom and shutting the door, locking it. "He doesn't know how to pick locks does he?"

She shook her head. "He doesn't."

"Good." Huey said as if a weight has been lifted off of his shoulders. Handing Jazmine the bouquet of roses.

"Huey, they're so beautiful." She swooned, looking at her cellphone seeing a text message appear on the screen.

Derek💔- You're dead.
8:00 a.m.

"What's the matter?" Huey said, hinting to the frightened look on her face.

"N-nothing." She said, his abuse and text threats have become habitual.

"Liar. But, I choose not to press onward with the subject. I'm just here to talk, alright?"

She nodded her head, sitting on the bed followed by him. There was silence between the both of them, Jazmine started to lean forward, and Huey leaned as well. There lips were about to touch, until Jazmine quickly pulled away. "Huey, y-you need to leave."

"Why?" He raised an eyebrow.

"I can't do this. I love Derek, and he wouldn't cheat on me! N-no matter how many times he hurts me."

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