I Dare You

Twelve

"Harry. Hurry, get in my car. Go home now." Harry couldn't believe his sister had shown up. Was it some coincidence that she had shown up when he was about to leave?

"What's going on?" Harry asked.

"Mum knows. Just get home before she gets here. And Jasmine, lock all the doors and windows and everything. Close the curtains, stay in your room and don't make a sound. My mother has gone crazy, she'll do anything to have Harry home right now. Just don't answer the door- call the police if need be. Or call us. I'm taking Harry home before she shows up. I'm in a hurry." Gemma explained quickly.

"Thank you, Gemma."

"No problem, Jasmine. Thank you for taking care of Harry." Gemma gave her a warm smile and then tugged on Harry's shoulder. Making him move out of the house quickly.

Jasmine shut and lock the door as soon as they left and didn't bother to hold in her tears of not only pain, but of fear.

Harry and Gemma were frantically running to the car and getting in, taking off with out seat belts for they were in too much of a hurry.

Jasmine was closing her curtains, locking windows and gathering herself together and she made the house silent and dark. No lights on- no tv on. No curtains open. No doors unlocked. She was huddled in her room, crying whilst she waited for the pounding on the door.

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Not even five minuets later, Jasmine was in her room with 911 on speed dial when there was a massive bang at the front door.

"You stupid bitch! I know my son is in there! Open this door!" Anne's voice screamed. Jasmine cried in her room, she couldn't call the police just yet, maybe she would leave if no one answered and if there was no sound. Although Jasmine's sobs were loud enough to hear.

"Open this door! I know you're in there!" Jasmine leaned against the wall with the phone in her hand, crying.

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Harry and Gemma were racing down the road, trying to get home before Anne came back. Gemma parked her car in the drive way, harry ran inside the house and placed himself in his room, just like he would be if he was at home like any other day.

Harry was dialing Jasmines number but it was busy every time he tried to call her, he txt her several times and told her he was sorry and that he was at home now. He told her to call the cops and get Anne out of there. He was trying to find out if Anne had even came to her house yet. Harry was freaking out.

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Jasmine pressed call when she heard Anne kicking down the front door.

"911 what is you emergency?" The operator said, rather bored and too calm.

"Yes. Please help me, someone is breaking into my house. Send help right away. Please." Jasmine cried.

"Ma'm calm down. We are sending help. What is your address?" The operator asked. Jasmine gave her, her address and sobbed into the phone.

"Okay mam. We are sending help. Would you like me to stay on the phone with you?"

"Yes please."

"Do you know who is breaking in?"

"Yes, her name is Anne. Anne styles- I mean- oh god. She got divorced and remarried, I can't remember her new name. Oh god. Please help me. She's breaking in."

"Mam, the police are on their way. We are doing everything we can. I just need you to stay calm."

"Jasmine! You're in there! Open this fucking door! I want my son!" Anne was kicking the door down, Jasmine could hear the hinges snapping in the distance.

"Oh!" Jasmine gasped into the phone, crying more.

She never wanted any of this to happen. She was just trying to help Harry, Harry needed her. He needs her. He needs help and Jasmine was willing to help him. She was going to get him help. For once harry was fed, he had clothes, a warm bed, a shower, food, a home to call his own- and Anne was about to take that all away from him.... Again.

"Mam. Are you okay? Is the intruder in the house?" The operator asked.

"Not yet. Please hurry." Jasmine cried. "They are on their way. Mam. I'm going to ask you to hide in your house. Do you have a basement?"

"No."

"Attic?"

"I can't get into it." Jasmine sobbed again.

"Mam. Please stay calm."

"Sorry."

"Can you get to a closet or underneath a bed until the police arrive?" The operator asked.

"Yes, my closet, please hurry." Jasmine cried into the phone.

She crawled into her closet and closed the doors, hiding behind all the clothes and trying to stagger her breathing when she heard the door bust open. Jasmine didn't screamed, but simply sobbed into her hand.

"She's in the house." Jasmine whispered into the phone.

"Stay with me mam. Remain calm, do not speak. Help is on the way."

Jasmine nodded her head and tried not to cry.

"Where are you, you stupid bitch! I know you have my son! You were banned from this family! I'm calling the cops on your ass for kidnapping my son!" Anne screamed through the house.

Jasmine stayed silent, not a single peep left her mouth. She wasn't sure of what Anne could do, but by the sounds of it- she could do great harm to her. Jasmine had no idea what Anne would do to her, and she didn't want to find out.

Jasmine stayed silent in her closet, the operator on the other line continuing to keep Jasmine updated on the police. They were pulling onto her street, they were almost there. Jasmine sat quiet, silently crying in her closet. Anne was screaming through the house still.

"Come at me bitch! If you want my son you have to get through me first! I know you have him hiding here!" Anne was screaming at the top of her lungs.

"Come out! It's the police!" Their loud voices echoed at the doorway. Jasmine refused to move in the closet. "You here that Jasmine! They're here for you!" "Mam, you are arrested for breaking an entry." When Jasmine heard the police in the hall way she emerged from the closet and waited at the door.

"She's the one who kidnapped my son! I'm innocent!" Anne screamed.

"Come on, let's go." Anne was screaming at the police as they took her from the house. Jasmine came from her room and peeked into the hall way, the phone still in her hands, now off the line with the operator.

"Mam. Are you okay?" A police man asked Jasmine. Jasmine emerged from her room with tear stained cheeks and a rapid heart. Nodding.

"She's gone?" Asked Jasmine.

"Yes. She's going into custody."

"She thinks I kidnapped her son." Jasmine cried.

"Did you?"

"Of corse not."

"We're going to have to ask you to come down to the station to answer a couple questions."

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{A/N} if this story is even still in your library I am sooooooo sorry for this sucky ass chapter and for the long wait. I have writers block for this fanfic and I'm trying to stay up to date on my other fanfics plus I have a life on top of that all. So YA... I just put this one aside for a bit I am soooo sorry.

I'll try, I will try to update more often in this fanfic. Maybe once a week for now? Can we agree on that?

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