True Love

Chapter 29

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS PHYSICAL ABUSE. IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO ANY KIND OF ABUSE DO NOT READ.

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Jasmine's POV

"You better not be talking to any guy at that school," my boyfriend, Hayden, said sitting on my bed. I was currently getting ready for my first day at this new school. I searched through my closet and found a plaid skirt that reaches mid-thigh. I matched it with a crop-top that had the words 'Fresher Than You' on the front.

I took the clothes to the bathroom to change. Before I could shut the door, Hayden stopped it with his foot. "Why do you have to change in there?" Hayden growled. I swear he gets angry at the littlest things. "Just let me change, Hayden," I said applying more pressure on the door. "Are you not comfortable with changing in front of me?" he asked angrily. He removed his foot and pushed the door causing the door to fly open and push me on the ground.

I winced as I fell on my already bruised shoulder. I refused to show any signs of pain, and got back up. "Hayden, come on it's 7 in the morning. Don't do this." Hayden's lips formed a devious grin. "I can do whatever I want, Jas," he said bringing his hand up to my cheek and stroking it. His touch made me flinch. I wanted to slap his hand away and wash my face 200 times with soap.

You might be wondering why I'm still with him. It's because I'm scared to leave. I don't love him. I used to want to hear his voice on repeat and be in his arms all day, but now the eyes that I could stare at all day are filled with hatred.

"Go ahead babygirl. Change in the bathroom." He walked back to the bed and laid down. I closed the door and leaned against it. I don't know how much longer I can put up with this. A tear made it's way down my face, but I quickly wiped it away. I slipped on the skirt and the crop top, and walked out of the bathroom. I rumaged through the sock drawer for my superman knee socks, and finally found them. I was about to walk out of the bedroom when Hayden's voice stopped me. "Put those socks back," he ordered.

I did as he said not wanting to argue. I'll just wear flats. When I turned around to leave he was standing right in front of me. "What do you think you're wearing? You look like a cheap whore." His words didn't affect me much. "I happen to like what I'm wearing," I mumbled.

"Oh trust me babe, you look hot, but that's what all the boys are going to think too so go change," he said. Oh really? Because I thought you said I looked like a cheapwhore. "No." Once the word came out of my mouth, I instantly regretted it. "What'd you just say to me?" Hayden was fuming. He grabbed my shoulders and roughly threw me against the dresser. Pain instantly shot throughout my body. I couldn't stand up. Hayden stormed towards me. His face was redder than ever. He grabbed my wrist and dragged me across the wooden floor.

"Hayden! Please don't do this!" I whimpered. He didn't listen, and threw me against the door. "PLEASE! PLEASE DON'T DO THIS AGAIN!" I begged, putting my hands up in defense as he came closer. He stopped right before he got to me. He walked to my closet and pulled out a flannel, a black tank top, and a pair of dark blue skinny jeans. He threw the clothes to me. "Go change into these, and then you can go." I took the clothes off the ground and walked into the bathroom. He stopped me again. "You can change in here or the bathroom, but you have to leave the door open."

I nodded. I left the bathroom door open as I stripped out of my previous clothing and put on what he chose for me. I walked out of the bathroom waiting for him to say something. He smiled and walked towards me. He pulled me into a hug. "You look beautiful," he said as if nothing had happened. He placed a kiss on my cheek. "Do you want me to drop you off or-" I cut him off. "No. I'm fine with walking." He clenched his fists making me regret inturrupting him, but he didn't do anything. Instead he leaned in to kiss me. At first I didn't kiss back, but then I did kiss him back because i didn't want him to get ticked off again.

"I'm gonna go now," I said walking out of the bedroom. He gave me a warm smile. "I'll be here when you get home. I love you, Jas."

"I love you too," I mumbled. If he really loved me he wouldn't hurt me.

"Jasmine!" Justin's voice inturrupted my thoughts. I realized I was crying. I wiped the tears off my face. I hated myself for crying in class! In front of all these people. Justin would for sure start asking questions. "Are you ok? Class is over and I've been calling you for the past five minutes." Justin said. "Yeah I'm fine," I said getting up from the desk. I walked out of the classroom heading to my last class of the day. The thought of going back to Hayden made me want scream and curl up in a ball.

I heard Justin's footsteps behind me and sped up. Justin was a nice person. I would love to get to know him more, and talk to him freely without fearing Hayden would find out. But I couldn't. "You better not be talking to any guy at that school." His voice played in my head like a broken record. I bumped into someone and looked up to see Justin. "How'd you get ahead?" I asked, suprised. "Because I'm batman." Justin smirked.

"Stop flirting with me!" I said knowing damn well he was just being nice. Justin scoffed and looked down. "I guess nice guys do finish last," he said before walking away.

I'd hurt him. I felt like shit. I wanted to run after him, but I didn't . He's better off without me anyways.

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I put everything I didn't need back in my locker and shut it. I was exhausted. I forgot how school actually makes you tired. I haven't been to school for the past month and a half due to Hayden and I running away. I took us four weeks to get here and two to get settled. The police from my small town stopped looking for us. Hayden's friends did a pretty good job convincing the police we were gone.

I was so stupid. I regret running away. My family was loving and caring, but they never accepted Hayden. They went as far as forbidding me to ever seeing him again. My brother said there was something dark about him. I didn't believe him because I was in love with Hayden. I got so fed up with their hatred towards him. I ran away with him.

And now I regret it.

I walked out of the school instantly spotting Justin with some blonde. He was definetly flirting with her. I rolled my eyes at his idiotic actions, but then again I might've been the cause of it. "I guess nice guys do finish last." His voice played in my head. When he said that it honestly broke my heart.

This was my chance. I could go apologize.

Justin started rubbing her arm, as I approached him. He bit his lip while staring at her chest. The girl didn't seem bothered at all. I quickly cleared my throat, not letting things go any further. Justin looked surprised to see me. "I'll call you later Chloe," he said. The blonde, Chloe, looked annoyed but walked away.

"No you won't." I chuckled. "What?" Justin said obviously confused. "You're not gonna call her," I explained. "I might," he said. I shook my head. "Don't. Nice guys might finish last, but they get loyal women, not a bunch of hoes." I said leaving Justin speechless. Wisdom on point. "Anyways. I'm sorry for being a bitch to you today. I wanna be your friend, but you're better off not being my friend."

"You're acting like we're fucking 2nd graders. You're crazy. There's nothing wrong with having friends, Jasmine." He laughed making me smile. "You can make it up to me, though, by getting some frozen yogurt with me," he offered. I hesitated for a moment. If I go with him, I'd be taking a big risk. I bit my lip. "When?"

"Now."

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I'M SO SAD

now you know why Jasmine acts that way towards justin

but they're going out for ice cream so its all good

maybe.....

and don't worry guys Justin only has eyes for ari

most of the time...