The Flowers Fate
Chapter One - Crashland
By Kaori
Summary: Despite the seat belt rules, Jasmine took her daughter from the seatbelt and strapped her own seatbelt around both herself and her baby, when the plane was shaking even more. Her head shot back to the back of the seat, feeling her ribs deepen. OCs of my own.
Jasmine stared at the dark haired man in front of her, tears hot against her skin and hands gripped around her two year old daughter. She shook her head and looked up at him, her face curling in a little. Jasmine hated this, when they argued.
They would always argue about the secret of the baby and how many times Jasmine said she wanted to move to L.A, he would always bring the baby into it. No matter what.
"Why wont you listen to me, Jazz?!" The man shouted, hands clenching into a fist. "You cant take her away from me!"
"You don't understand" she hung her head low. Ignoring his anger. "You carry on with your family and I'll work with my gardening in America"
The man rolled his eyes and leaned onto the kitchen table next to him, avoiding the sudden emotion of sadness. He roughly rubbed his hand through his hair, then rested it on his cheek. He flinced a little as he felt the warmth of his ex-girlfriend wrap one arm around his chest, feeling her forehead rest against his back.
"It will only be a few months" He shook his head and pushed her away gently, not to make his daughter scared. "What was that for?"
"If you want to go, just go" And with that he pushed up his glasses, took his coat, kissed his daughter on the head and left through the front door.
Jasmine contained her tears and looked down at the table, two tickets for Oceanic 815.
"Jasmine Bagshawe and Jinkiell Pace?" the red-head nodded and shifted her baby daughter up a little.
"Yes, but my daughter's name is Jonquil" The woman behind the counter nodded and typed into the keyboard.
She smiled at Jasmine and handed over the tickets, then looked at the brunette baby. "Jonquil. Its a beautiful name"
Jasmine gave a genuine smile and looked lovingly at Jonquil, then back at the woman. "Thank you, just having a few difficulties with nicknames at the moment. Jonnie and Quilly are out of the question"
"What about Jenny?"
"Jenny? Where did you get that from?" Jasmine answered, chuckling.
"Well you got Jonnie, and Jenny just seems a little more feminine" The woman shook her head lightly and looked up at the computer screen. "Your plane will be leaving in 5 minutes, you will need to arrive at Gate 23"
"What do you mean you've got another kid?!" Jasmine practically yelled at a drugged-up Liam, who lay on his ragged sofa, bags of coke laying by his side.
Liam only chuckled at this and looked up at his girlfriend. "Megan!" The rockstar picked up a can of Fosters and took some gulps, alcohol dripping down his top. "My Karen, and my Megan!!"
Just at that moment there was a knock at the door, Liam smiled and opened the door. Druggily hugging a brunette woman and chuckling at her baby. "Karen!"
Karen grinned and entered the living room, then questioningly looking at Jasmine who was holding onto her one year old daughter. "Who are you?" she asked contently.
Jasmine quickly took a look at Liam who had dived onto the sofa and smiled back at Karen. "I used to work as his manager's assistant, I just came by to show him Jonquil. He's a good friend you know" she looked disappointedly at her baby daughter's father and looked back at Karen. "And your lucky"
The red-haired woman walked out the front door and held more tightly onto Jonquil, then walking furiously down the stairs.
It had been approximately six hours into the flight, and the fiery red head has been fairly bored for most of the flight. Sure, she's been on hundreds of flights in her life but something just didnt feel right on this plane.
Jasmine sighed and opened her purple velvet journal. She gripped firmly onto her emerald pen and began writing down her day so far:
September 23rd. 14:19. Im on the plane.
Good news: I made it on the plane! Absaloutely happy that I finally broke it off with Liam. But seriously, he couldnt expect me to live in Australia and having to keep me and Jonquil as his 'Dirty Little Secret'. I just want to live my life and bring my daughter up in a place where I dont have to be putting on a show, Liam just needs a reality check.
I was rather pleased today, the woman behind the counter when I was confirming the tickets said that Jonquil's name is a beautiful name. It made me smile, and she even considered a nickname; Jenny. Well, you never really do know what I will call her as a nickname. I guess I'll cross that bridge when I come to it.
Jasmine stopped as the tapping sounds from this blonde haired man a couple of seats behind her, started to multiply. It was really starting to annoy her, she looked her baby daughter who giggled.
The only down-side on these flights is theres always someone who's going to annoy the crap out of you...
She shot her eyes up. The blonde man wearing a black hoodie stormed past her, Jasmine stroked her baby's head and looked back down at the journal.
"Excuse me"
Well to be honest with you, Im actually really bored. I wish they sold cigarettes, six hours without one. Very upset haha.
A shake, and the sound of metal clashing hit the plane. Jasmine froze, her head pushed back an inch. Jonquil made a screeching sound.
"Oh Jonnie its okay, Mummy's here..."
The turbulance stopped, and loads of passengers looked around at eachother, all concerned.
"Ladies and gentleman, the pilot has turned on the seatbelt sign, please return to your seats and fasten your seatbelts"
Jasmine looked down at herself and Jonquil. Check, they were both all geared up. But she was so confused by that turbulance, that didnt feel...normal.
She shook away her paranoia and began to continue writing in her journal.
So, enough of the flight. L.A, well I have brought my apartment over there and I should be spreading the word about my skills of 'bringing your potential gardens back to life: see your fantasy!'.
She paused and viewed her surroundings once more. The plane was shaking lightly, and thesound of a small roar was occuring. Jasmine mentally scoulded herself to stop being so paranoid, but nothing felt right about this flight.
This time, the plane shook angrily. The lights flickered and the stunned vocal reactions of other passengers kicked in. The plane descended, bags flew up to the air. Passengers gasped and shrieked. Jasmine was shocked and Jonquil began to cry loudly. Jasmine quickly pushed her small journal down her top.
Jasmine even saw someone hit the door border. Despite the seat belt rules, she took her daughter from the seatbelt and strapped her own seatbelt around both herself and her baby, when the plane was shaking even more. Her head shot back to the back of the seat, feeling her ribs deepen.
She felt her stomach and the plane lunge downwards even more, falling down slowly during roaring shakes and a light sound of screams and Jonquil's cries were heard in the back of her ears. Fear and adreneline filled her mind and she tightened her grip on her daughter.
And then, the object she had never dreamed of seeing shot down in front of her, and a white band flicked on her nose. Jasmine only stared at it, filling up with disbeleif that anything bad was going to happen to her or her baby.
Reality hit her when she looked around and saw everyone strapped onto the masks. It was either Jonquil or herself and she knew exactly who deserved it the most.
Pulling the oxygen mask closer to her, she pulled it downwards and fastened it around her baby's head. Jasmine didnt know how she would get through this, but instead she rested her head against the back of the seat, breathing calmly through shaky breath.
A gust of wind swept across her face and she didnt even want to look back. The sight of a section of plane ripping off didnt suit her. She knew that had happened, but she couldnt bring herself to see that.
The red-head's eyes rolled back and she found herself in darkness. She blacked out.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed it! Im pretty much interested in writing again after my injuries, so expect more!
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