○Jon's POV○
About 3 police men came knocking at the door this morning as I was drinking my morning coffee with Jennifer. They said that they had Jasmine in their custody and they were just waiting for the child protective services to say its okay for her to come back home. I couldn't be more happy about it. Mikaylee will have her sister back and soon, her mother.
Jennifer jumped up and kissed me, telling me that she loved me. I put on a smile for her and said it back. I know I only married her because I was told to do so by the black hooded man. In all truth fullness, I do love her very much.. But I love Eva much more. She was the love of my life, my soul mate, my universe. I don't know why I did what I did to her. We were in the middle of arguing because I had just discovered that she was having an affair and I completely lost control of my temper.
She smacked me across the face saying that I was making her miserable, that the twins weren't my biological daughters, that she wanted a divorce. I was drunk at the time and I just did the first thing that came to mind. I grabbed her pocket knife from her drawer and stabbed her in the chest until she fell to the floor struggling to breath.
Kaylee must have over heard everything since she opened the bedroom door and rushed to her mothers aide. As I try to fall asleep at night, I can sometimes still hear the echo of Kaylees screams and cries for her mother. A year later, she admitted that our arguing woke her up and she couldn't fall back asleep. She was standing in front of our bedroom door, waiting for our fight to end so she could take her mom to her room.
I started hitting the girls a year before the incident. Eva was being horrible towards me and always staying out late. I suspected that she was cheating so I started getting drunk every day to numb the pain. When she said that the that the twins weren't mine, all hell just broke loose.
I never had the strength to get a DNA test for the twins because I like to believe that Eva wouldn't betray me like that.. but most of the time, I look at my girls and see my love in bed with another man which is why I sometimes hit them for no particular reason.
I know a way to bring my dead wife back. All I need to do is do everything the man in the black hood says. I've never seen his face, he says he doesn't have one. I usually don't take orders from anybody but if it means getting my Eva back, I'll do anything.
I gave Jennifer another kiss before grabbing my keys and heading towards the car. I had to thank Logan for his help. I drove to his house and knocked on the door. As soon as Logan opened the door, I shook his hand with a huge grin on my face.
"Thank you for doing what I asked you to do."
"I didn't do it for you, I did it for Jasmine." Logan crossed his arms.
My phone rung, interrupting our conversation. It was the police sheriff. He said that Child Protective services have decided that Jasmine isn't fit to come home any time soon. She refused to cooperate so they're sending her to a temporary foster home. The grin on my face turned into a frown as I clenched my fists. I hung up the phone and turned back to Logan.
"You told them that she didn't feel safe at home?" I hissed.
"Yup." Logan smirked.
"You little-" I raised my arm, about to smack him. He blocked it and pulled my arm away.
"Nuh, uh, uh. Your a changed man, remember? Plus, the old couple across the street are watching you." He muttered, waving to the old couple. "Hi, Mrs. Parish."
I had no response for that because he was right. The man in the black hood told me to let go of my anger and find peace. I tried to slow down my breath to calm down.
Find peace, Jon. Find peace. I could hear Eva's voice whispering through my head.
I calmly stepped away from the house and drove off. I stop driving halfway home and parked the car. I need to find another way to show Kaylee that I'm trying to start over, to win her over. I've had another plan in mind but I didn't think I was going to have to use it. It's time for plan C.
Plan A: Just talk to her..... ×
Plan B: Get Jasmine back.... ×
Plan C: Charlie.
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One Last Hope
Teen FictionTroubled twin sisters, Jasmine and Mikaylee, are forced to go back to the same town that has been haunting them for years with their abusive psychotic father. The twins father, Jon, has found himself in "love" with his ex girlfriend over in Californ...