Jasmine POV
I was drunk. And half naked. Guys were touching me and I didn't care. I could have gotten raped and I wouldn't care. It's not like that hasn't already happened before. I could have been stabbed and I would have laughed myself to death. I let a tall pedi file touch me. I let him buy me a drink. I probably had 20 hickeys and I could care less. I still didn't know who the guys were back at Kian's house. I stumbled out of the door and passed out near the side of the road.
Kian POV
Yea I know I fucked up. I understand that. But Jasmine wasn't answering her phone and it was 4 in the morning. So I took my car and found her on the side of the road.
"Jasmine what the fuck are you doing?"
She looked up at me. "Oh yippe my night in shining armor has come to save me."
"Was that sarcasm?"
"No Kian it's not like I got raped two times and all you did was stand there and watch."
"I COULDNT HELP YOU THEN BUT IM TRYING TO HELP YOU NOW!"
"Didn't know you were dealing drugs Kian."
"I can explain everything. Just get in the car dammit."
"It's funny how your mad at me when this is all your fault."
"AND IM TRYING TO HELP YOU!"
"I want to hear you say it Kian. Say it."
"Say what?"
"Say that this is all your fault. Apologize. Get on your hands and knees and beg me to come back to you. Tell me that I'm beautiful and that I didn't deserve what I just got."
"What? This isn't a damn Disney movie. You're fucking drunk. Just get in the car Jasmine."
"You can't even say it can you?"
"Jasmine get in the fucking car ... are those hickeys?!"
"No they're Hershey kisses Kian."
"GET IN THE CAR."
She shook her head. "No can do. I already called Amber. She's coming to pick me up."
"What why? Just come with me Jasmine, please."
A car rolled up and her friend dragged Jasmine in the car.
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO HER? DO YOU EVEN RESPECT HER?"
I smirked. "And who the fuck are you?"
"I'm responsible, Kian. Unlike you."
"Why are you taking Jasmine away from me?"
"BECAUSE LOOK AT HER! SHE A MESS AND A WRECK AND ITS ALL YOUR FAULT! SHE NEEDS THERAPY, REHAB EVEN YOU'RE DESTROYING HER CANT YOUR RETARTED SELF TELL WHEN SOMETHINGS WRONG?"
Retarded? Surely she wasn't talking to me. "WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU CALLING RETARTED? BITCH YOU LOOK LIKE DORY FROM FINDING NEMO! YOU LOOK LIKE YOU JUST GOT OUT OF THE MENTAL INSTITUTE YOU CANT TAKE JASMINE AWAY FROM ME GOD DAMMIT!"
She got behind the wheel of her car. "Say buh-bye Jasmine. Cuz you won't be seeing Kian ever again."
I ran infront of her car. "YOU CANT DO THIS PLEASE DONT TAKE HER AWAY!"
"Sorry I'm retarted I can't understand you."
And she drove away, with Jasmine passed out in the back.
