Kidnapped By Chresanto August Father

Chapter 17

- Jasmine -

"Why would I let you die Jasmine ?"

Was he serious ? He strangles, beats, and neglects me .. and wonders why I would rather be dead ?

"Are you serious right now Chresanto ? You basically killed me to impress your father ... are you stupid or something ?" I said, my voice cracking in the process.

He just looked at me dumb. He knew that I was right. He was just wasting both of our time by saving me. He could be with his "precious" family, and I could possibly be with mine.

"I didn't want to hurt you Jasmine ... You know that right ?" His eyes got big, as tears slid down his carmel skin The thing was .. I didn't know that. He started being abusive, before his father .. my kidnapper came home.

"No ... no Chresanto. I didn't know that."

- Chresanto -

She thought that I wanted to hurt her. I was in love with her ... but I couldn't tell her that. She was a tough cookie. She would just think that I was trying to make her forgive me for all that I had done to her over these past few days. I didn't want to be scared of me, but I really did care for her. Out of all of the things that she went through, she didn't complain once. She was a fighter. But, I had broke her. I had almost got her to trust me, but I ruined the bond that was about to form. I wanted to get past her emotional wall. But she was to stubborn to let me in. Anyone for that matter. I was selfish. I was too concerned about getting her to trust me, rather than saving her from her prison. I didn't have the nerve to tell her, but God knows that I wanted to.

"Jasmine. If I didn't-" she cut me off "I know what your going to say .... If you didn't hurt me or KILL me he would have made your life a living hell." I nodded my head.

She scoffed at me with disgust. It hurt my heart.

Tears started rolling down her cheeks.

"Chresanto ... He might have made your life a living hell, but it would NEVER be compared to what I've been to. I would beg to have the life that you have. Even if it was a living hell. Your parents would ruin your life .. but they would be there. I doubt if you parents would sexually harass you. They wouldn't rape you. Or force you to have sex with random people.They most likely would slap you around a little bit, but they wouldn't beat you until you were unconscious You might have been fed food that wan't tasteful, but you would have been fed. You would have water ... clothes ... friends. Sure you wouldn't see them as much, but they would be there. You would have an education. I never went to school. I learned what I know now from when I was four, and from the newspaper that I would usually sleep on. You would always have it better then me, but you would never appreciate it ...."

She was right. I didn't appreciate anything that I had. I took everything for granted.

"I know ..." She was shocked to hear me say those two simple words "nice to know .." I guess I was wrong ....

"Jasmine .. you are right about all of those things, but ..." "don't you dare say it." she scolded at me. Her voice still cracking in the process

"It's all in the past."