The Way We Once Were

Chapter 12: The Woman With The Emerald Necklace

Adam's POV
We still haven't found anything about new Harris and those letters. I haven't really heard much of Yasmine ever since the other day. I was sort of upset because I wish we could just be normal. Not have to worry about some ex boyfriend, and hidden truths. Truths were not even sure we'll ever find. But I wanted her to know my truth on how I felt about her. But there's never time... Me and slim stayed home to rest and just forget about everything currently going on.

Yasmines POV
Since Harris came back into my life, things have been weighing on me and have been harder than ever. I haven't given some thought about how my life really is right now. How could I be focused on how I feel, when someone is signing into a sanitarium with my name. Along with my ex practically kidnapping my sister and stabbing someone so close to me.  My emotions were the last thing on my mind right now, I was determined to go back to radley and get some answers about the mystery woman pretending to be me. I had to take someone close to Harris with me, and that someone was Jamal.

Jamal's POV
It was around 4PM when I got a text from Yasmine saying if I could pick her up at her sister's house. She needed some sort of information about my brother. I quickly shut the door and started my car. "Is there somewhere you need to be right now?" My dad asked. "Yea I-I'm just about to go hang out with friends," I lie. My dad didn't need to know the truth. I didn't even get what felt like the truth when he told me anything. Harris was my blood and I felt like I barely knew him anymore. My dad never told me the details of putting him into Radley in the first place. The story he told me were the same lies he told everyone else in town. If anyone needed more details about Harris' time away, it was me.

Sasha's POV
Yasmine had just told us she and Jamal were going into Radley to get more information about some 'mystery woman' she called it. As much as me, Slim, Adam, and Layla wanted to go and protect her we couldn't. Six people going at once would raise suspicion. We said our goodbyes to Yasmine while Jamal was waiting to pick her up outside. Until she got back we played uno and watched tv.

Yasmines POV
I hopped into Jamal's black car. It was quiet for most of the time until Jamal broke the silence. "So what exactly are we looking for?" he said. "When your dad put Harris in Radley someone was visiting him under my name. We're going to go in and see who it was and see if they can somewhat give us a description." He then nodded his head as we took a turn to the left. He then asked "Why is this so important to you out of all people? My excuse is cause He's my brother," he added. I kinda just paused for a moment. "There's just many things we don't know and many people i know can get hurt." I said. We arrived and we walked into Radley together. By now I was standing at the front desk. I waited for a woman that looked like she had been through a pretty rough day. "Hello, how could I help you?" she asked. Jamal looked at me, while I looked at him. We both waited for another to say something. " U-Um by any chance was there a woman named Yasmine Amari that has come in to visit a patient named Harris?" I asked. "I'm family," Jamal mentions. She squinted her eyes a bit but she seemed like she knew where to look when I said 'Harris'. I looked at her badge and it wrote 'Sherly Wilson'. "Here it does say the name you mentioned, Yasmine Amari, but I don't recall seeing a woman. Harris rarely got visitors, he spent his hours in the Day Room. Isn't that right Margaret?" She asked while looking at another staff member on a computer. "Yeah, sorry we're no help here dear," she replied. We were just about to leave when a tall male with blonde hair questioned. "Anything I could help you guys with?" he asked. "Probably not, we were just wondering if there was a visitor with the name Yasmine Amari, but it's clear there wasn't." His eyes narrowed down a bit like he knew of the name. Then he snapped his fingers, "You must be talking about  the woman who always wore an emerald necklace." I looked at Jamal again and his eyes widened. "She came in here and there and—That's was when the ladies at the desk immediately told us the institution hours were closing for all visitors and we had to leave.

Aliya's POV
"So?," Kevin says. "They came like you guys said and we didn't give them anything," this woman named 'Sheryl Wilson' said. "Hmm and it should be like this until— I get cut off. "Until you guys are fully out of our debt," Margret says. Me and Kevin nod. We hand them each a package, they each peek through to see if we gave them what we owe them. As Kevin starts to walk to the car and this Sheryl lady leaves, Margaret taps my shoulder. "Um there's something you should know," she says while staring off. I could tell she knew something. "What?" I say, demanding an answer. "Some guy who works with us who wasn't in on this plan.. Uh said something." "You gotta be kidding me," I say in an unbelievable tone. "What did he say!" I shout. "Something about her always wearing an emerald necklace." "My god..." I mutter.

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