Four years had passed, and now it was time for Jasmine to be released from prison. Jasmine had been in prison for the murder of a dodgy drug dealing police officer, Shane Doyle. Jasmine was originally going to run, and she did for a short while, that was before she realised she couldn't let her girlfriend, Debbie Dingle go to prison for something she didn't do.
Upon Jasmines release Debbie had had the most dramatic four years. From falling in love with Cameron Murray, going behind Chas' back, to the day she found out what Cameron had been doing behind her back. And also to the day when Debbie found out her 'Fiance' was a murderer.
June 18 2014
Jasmine stopped by at Debbie's but Debbie wasn't in. Surprise. Surprise. Just walking by was Cain, going about his daily business, thank goodness not scamming people, although he did that a year earlier with his ex, Charity to get money for Moira to pay for the farm.
Cain took a quick glance at Jasmine, looked away and then back at her, 'Eh up, what ya' doin' back 'ere after almost 5 years? Debbie ain't in, and she moved on and 'ad a bloke for a short while. Yeah that's right, she moved on, and it's about time you did.'
Jasmine looked back at him, she remembered the twisted games she got herself involved in with him, but she had just spent four years behind bars, there was no way she was going to let him push her around, so she approached him, and pushed him back, 'I don't know what sick, twisted game you're playing, but being behind bars you learn a thing or two.'
Cain then looked down at her and smirked, 'I'm not doin' anythin, that's all you. Leave my daughter alone, she ain't no lesbo like you. You're a low life, a scheming lesbian low life, now.' he then crouched slightly to her height, 'If ya know what's good for ya, you'll leave and never come back.'
'Oh really?' Jas snarled at him.
'Really.'
Jasmine then attempted to kiss him, but he pushed her away, 'If ya' really love Debs, don't do that.'
Jasmine looked at him, and as he started to walk away she said one word he hated, 'Coward.'
Cain stopped in his place, and didn't turn around.
'A lesbian tries to kiss you, usually you go straight for it, after all you did get me pregnant and after all this time I have been wondering what poor girl you've had over and got pregnant.'
Cain stood still unable to reply.
'Gone quiet have we, unlike you. You think you're hard Cain but you're not.'
Cain then turned angrily and walked over to her again, 'Don't you dare talk down to me, all you are is lesbian scum!'
'Oh here's the Cain everyone knows, thought you'd never show your face, so answer me this, which poor girl have you done over?'
'That's nothing to do with you!'
'Oh...Oh so you have...poor girl.' Jasmine replied looking at him. Cains eyes turned dark and Jasmine's heart sank ever so slightly.
'If I was you.' He snarled, getting in her face, 'I'd stop trying to talk down to me, because in a way I own ya, and I got ya pregnant.'
'Years ago.' She gasped, 'And I got rid of it, so don't go there.'
'Well don't go there with me sunshine!' He snarled, 'Catch ya round, if I see ya.' He then walked off back to the garage, went about his daily business but he now had to keep much more of an eye on Debbie.
Jasmine watched him cautiously, smiled slightly and said to herself, 'I've got him wrapped around my finger.'
Part two
Debbie sat in the pub beside the bar, alone, pondering around the empty pint glass with a pink straw, the day for her seemed to drag her hair was in a neat, blonde ponytail, the natural browness just showed through, she was wearing skin tight black trousers, with a long blue blouse which was a dark sky blue.
'Ya look like you're 'avin a bad day.' Chas said to her from behind the bar, she was wearing a purple designer t-shirt with a lavender cardigan over the top, and her black hair just rested on her shoulders, with her dark fringe that went across her forehead.
'It's one of those days.' Debbie sighed, 'I need a miracle right now. Like that would ever happen.'
Chas smirked slightly, 'Miracles don't 'appen overnight, and even you know that.'
'Chas.'
'Yes?'
'What has happened in the past-'
'Debbie it's the past.'
'I know, but still.'
'No Debbie.'
'Okay fine, right I'll see you in a bit.' She then got up and Chas collected her glass.
As Debbie was going to walk out, she walked into someone without looking, 'Watch where you're going.'
Jasmine quickly got up, 'I'm so sorry I should take more care when I'm-' She then stopped in mid sentence, her eyes were wide with disbelief, 'Debbie.' she whispered.
Debbie didn't recognise her, 'Yeah you should take care, how the hell do you know-.' Debbie then looking in her eyes and looked her up and down, 'Jasmine.' She gasped.
The two girls stood staring at each other for a moment or two, before Debbie said to her rather arrogantly, 'Why are you here?'
Jasmine looked at her, more than anything gone out, 'It's been seven years, and all you can say is, why are you here? I thought we could start with oh I don't know erm...Oh hi Jasmine how are you? Yeah great thanks how are you?'
Debbie stood with crossed arms, 'Seven years.' She said angrily.
'Yeah, seven.' Jasmine said, her face was still dropping even more.
Debbie nodded, 'Seven years and you told me to move on, and there you go showing your face! Jasmine what the hell are you playing at?'
'I was expecting you to understand, but you haven't changed a bit, you're still that beautiful, stunning cow I knew all those years ago.'
'Beautiful, yeah but stunning doesn't cut it.' She smirked. Debbie then couldn't help herself but she fell for Jasmine all over again. She grabbed Jasmine, shoved her into the wall and started kissing her. Jasmine was stunned for a moment, but went with it, afterall she had missed Debbie in all that time she was behind bars.
'Jasmine?' Chas gasped, accidentally walking in on them, seeing them with their hands all over each other, and Debbie pulled back ever so slightly, but stayed near Jasmine and looked at Chas, and gasped wide eyed, 'Chas.'
'Now Debbie I know you could stoop low, but this low? You 'aven't seen 'er in seven years.'
Debbie looked at Chas, 'What's wrong with us?'
'What's right with ya? Come on Debbie, you 'ad my ex in your bed, don't tell me, you'll 'ave 'er back.'
Jasmine looked at Debbie and swallowed thickly, 'You moved on.'
Debbie looked back at her, 'He was a creep and a murderer.'
Chas crossed her arms, 'And it all went wrong at my sister's funeral didn't it? I found out.'
Jasmine looked at Debbie in disbelief and let her go, 'You did that to Chas?'
Debbie glanced at Jasmine, 'She wasn't meant to find out, well not the way she did anyway.'
Chas said rather arrogantly, 'And you're sorry you got caught, but doesn't matter now eh? The creep is gone, but he still managed to murder my sister.'
Jasmine didn't know how to reply.
'Yeah Jasmine, seven years, you 'ave no idea what you've missed.' Chas said to her. Then she walked out and went back behind the bar, 'Breaking news Dianne, Jasmine is back.'
'Jasmine?' she gasped, 'As in Jasmine Thomas?'
'Yeah.' Chas replied.
Part 3
Cain was standing in the garage, up to no good, and upon seeing Debbie, he slowly approached her.
"What do you want?" Debbie asked him
"Or hello would be nice, ya seen ya' girlfriend?" He asked
"It's so gentle how you put that, I mean, 'girlfriend' it's as though you want us to be out again." She replied, stopped walking.
"Shut up, you know that's not what I want, so leave 'er alone Debbie, you got that?" He snarled
"Not quite, no." She replied.
Cain then stood in front of her, "Stay away from 'er."
"Or what dad?"
"You saw what I almost did to Cameron."
"You wouldn't dare!"
"You know I would!" He growled, "Especially if my daughters a lesbian!"
"Just get out of my face." She replied, walking off.
"You hear me, you get back with her-"
"YOU'LL DO WHAT DAD!? EVERYTIME I GET HAPPINESS YOU TRY AND TAKE IT AWAY FROM ME!"
"STAY AWAY FROM HER!" She then pushed him and walked away, leaving Cain furious.
Jasmine sat on the sofa with a cup of tea in her hand, seemed to be in a world of her own. She stared at the wall, had flashbacks of her being in prison, and it started to hurt thinking about it, the more she thought, tears formed in her eyes.
"Look at you scum." Voices started to ring in her head, "Lesbo's like you deserve to die...what's ya girlfriend gonna do now eh?" The voices carried on ringing until Debbie tapped Jasmine on the shoulder, startling her.
"Hello beautiful." Debbie said to her, kissing her cheek softly.
"Hey." Jasmine said quietly.
"Hey what's wrong?" Debbie said, noticing the tears in her eyes, slowly knelt down and put her hands on Jas' soft, warm cheeks.
"Nothing, it's just... Lot's of things happened in prison and it's weird being back...I got punished Debbie, punished for being what I am." She gasped, looking at her hands, didn't look at Debbie.
"You're home now eh?" Debbie said to her, and kissed her lips softly, "No-one will hurt you Jasmine, no-one."
Jasmine looked at her and hugged her and didn't let go.
Debbie slowly pulled away and smiled slightly, and Jasmine slowly reached in to kiss her. Debbie wrapped her arms around her and they embraced in a long kiss, and Debbie slowly pushed Jasmine back on the sofa, kissed her with no end, they were on top of each other, Debbie was on top of Jas, entwining her fingers in Jasmines and every moment seemed to be moments of pure pleasure.
Jasmine slowly took Debbie's top off and removed it, pure lust was just running through them, and sharp gasps of breath were there each time they went to kiss each other, and Debbie was just about to remove Jasmine's top, and got as far as opening it to reveal her chest, just as Charity walked in.
Charity stood in complete silence and was shocked and appalled, "Debbie Dingle." She gasped.
"Debbie?" Jasmine gasped.
"Mum, what are you doing here?" Debbie gasped.
"I came to see you, but you look busy."
"Mum, don't tell dad." Debbie warned.
"My lips are sealed." She replied, before walking upstairs.
Jasmine started to have flashbacks again and pushed Debbie off of her quite violently, "GET OFF OF ME!"
"Jasmine!?" Debbie gasped getting up and taking her hand, "What is it? What did I do?"
Jasmine looked in a really bad state and was struggling to stay still and she was panicking and not keeping her hands still, and it wasn't just flashbacks of prison that were hurting her, it was flashbacks of what she did to Shane, Jasmine quickly backed away from Debbie. Debbie was increasingly getting concerned, "Jasmine?" She whispered softly, approaching her.
"Get away from me." She gasped, and as Debbie was getting closer she panicked, "STAY AWAY FROM ME!"
Debbie stopped where she was, "Okay, I won't come much closer."
2 hours later...
Jasmine sat beside the staircase, still shaking, she needed help, but Debbie didn't know how to.
"Jasmine." She said softly, Jasmine didn't respond, she just looked at the floor, deeply hurt.
"Jasmine, it's okay no-one is going to hurt you." Debbie gasped.
"He's coming back." Jasmine gasped and confused Debbie straight away, which just concerned her even more.
"Jasmine, Shane is dead." Debbie gasped.
"HE'S COMING BACK AND HE'LL HURT ME AND HE'LL KILL ME!" Jasmine screamed. Debbie just didn't know what to do, tears formed in her eyes, "Jasmine, no-one will hurt you, not whist I'm here." She slowly moved closer and took Jas' hand, "Jasmine, look at me, no-one will hurt you, I'm your protector." She then got out two rings, and showed them to her, " I never fully moved on."
Jasmine looked at the rings and slowly took hers, and let Debbie slide it onto her finger.
"I still love you." Debbie said to her, and Jasmine slowly took Debbie's ring and slid it onto Debbie's finger, and stared into her eyes, "I've always loved you."
Debbie smiled and kissed her.
Jasmine kissed her back and felt slightly better.
"We'll get through this." Debbie said, putting her fingers in Jasmines.
Jasmine looked at her, as she moved some of her hair behind her ear. The silence that filled the house was just about bearable.
"We take this slow." Debbie gasped. Jasmine nodded slowly. Charity came back downstairs and sat on the 5th step, watched them both, was happy that Debbie had found someone, and was glad it wasn't Cameron.
After a while of sitting beside each other, the two girls seemed to not know what to say to each other. Charity had gone, and all that was left was the sound of a ticking clock and a dripping tap. Debbie sat staring at the floor thinking of what to do if Jasmine ever lost it like that again, how much damage she could cause if she was to lose it again. Jasmine sat just in silence, and her mind was full of 'What ifs?' and 'why's?' Her time in prison must've been very hard for her, now it was just haunting her, would it get any worse or would time heal itself? None of them actually knew.
'Jasmine.' Debbie said quietly.
'Yeah?' Jasmine replied, even quieter.
'Are you okay?' Debbie asked.
'I don't know Debbie, I really don't.' She gasped.
'It'll be okay.' Debbie said, slowly placed her hand on top of Jasmines.
Jasmine looked down at her hand and quickly pulled away, 'D-don't touch me.' She gasped.
Debbie's concern was rising again, she didn't know what to do.
Jasmine got up and went out, leaving Debbie partly distraught, as she didn't know what to do.
Part Four...
Cain stood in the garage, doing nothing, so when he saw Jasmine he instantly thought, "Fun." The strange thing was Jasmine was approaching him, she seemed stressed, and Cain didn't understand why, he hadn't done anything yet, so why was she like this.
'What do ya' want?' He asked, crossing his arms.
'Your help.' She said to him.
'No chance.' He replied.
'Please, Cain Shane is coming back and he'll hurt me.' She replied.
Cain looked at her confused, 'You going mad? 'e was murdered by you.'
'I know but he's coming back, from the dead to hurt me.' She gasped.
'One, he's dead, two you murdered him, three, you've lost the plot.' Cain replied.
Jasmine then pushed him into a wall, 'HE'S COMING BACK TO HURT ME CAIN, HELP ME!'
Cain then pushed her off of him and thought to himself, "What the hell happened to'er in prison?"
Jasmine looked up at him, 'Cain, please.'
Cain then took the opportunity to wind her up even more, and he knelt beside her, 'Yeah he is coming back and he will kill ya'.'
Jasmine was getting increasingly scared, 'He's coming back.' She gasped.
'Yeah.' He replied.
Jasmine quickly got up and ran back to Debbie. Cain smiled and himself, pleased he had just pushed her even more.
Debbie was just on the stairs when Jasmine came in, she seemed terrified again.
'Jasmine what's wrong?' Debbie gasped.
'He's coming back Debbie! Cain told me he is!' Jasmine gasped.
'I'm gonna kill him.' Debbie said to herself.
Jasmine then started to barricade the door, Debbie was just even more worried, 'Jasmine, you're safe.' She gasped.
'We're not!' Jasmine gasped, locking the door and taking the key out of the door. She then went to the back door and locked it.
'Jasmine, we're fine, we're safe, he's not coming back.' Debbie said, standing behind her, she really didn't know what to do.
Jasmine turned around and grabbed Debbie, and just lost it with her.
'JASMINE CALM DOWN!' Debbie gasped, trying to get her off of her. Jasmine eventually moved away leaving Debbie frightened for her life, Jasmine kept Debbie down at knife point and Jasmine said to her, 'I'm protecting you.'
'Jasmine.' Debbie gasped, swallowed thickly,'We're both safe.' As soon as she tried to move Jasmine pinned her down, scaring her.
'You're safe Debbie, safe with me, just stay quiet and he won't hear.' Jasmine gasped, moving Debbie's hair behind her ear.
'Jasmine you're scaring me.' Debbie said, she was just terrified.
'Don't be scared, we're fine you and me, safe together.' Jasmine gasped.
'Yeah, yeah we are, so please put the knife down.' Debbie gasped. Jasmine was just about to put the knife down before there was a knock at the door, 'Debbie.' Charity called.
Debbie then tried screaming and shouting for help, but Jasmine forced her to be quiet, by putting her hand over Debbie's mouth and kept her quiet, and just held the knife to her throat, 'Be quiet yeah? we'll be safe.' Jasmine gasped, looking down at Debbie. Debbie looked up at her, now beyond scared.
Charity heard the cries for help, and found she couldn't get in, 'Debbie who is in there with you?'
'Stay quiet.' Jasmine said to Debbie quietly. Debbie swallowed hard.
'Debbie.' Charity gasped.
'Tell her to go.' Jasmine said to Debbie. Jas slowly moved her hand away from Debbie's mouth and Debbie did the complete opposite to what Jas told her, 'MUM HELP ME PLEASE HELP ME!'
Charity heard and instantly got on to her phone.
Jasmine forced Debbie to be quiet again, 'I told you to tell her to go!' She snarled.
Debbie tried to force Jasmine off of her, but she couldn't.
'Debbie, we'll be okay.' Jas said to her.
Debbie eventually got out of her grip, ran straight for the door, Jasmine, like Cameron didn't give up, and eventually got Debbie back and forced her to the floor again.
'JASMINE PLEASE LET ME GO!' Debbie gasped.
'I'm keeping you safe.' Jasmine said to her, held the knife to her again.
Debbie looked up at her and felt the sharp, cold blade cut her slightly, started to struggle more.
'Debbie please stop.' Jasmine gasped, running the cold blade more across her neck, causing her to draw blood, that was until Cain walked in and dragged Jasmine off of Debbie.
'GET YOUR 'ANDS OFF OF MY DAUGHTER!' Cain shouted at Jasmine.
'DAD LEAVE HER ALONE SHE DIDN'T KNOW! AND YOU WOUND HER UP EVEN MORE!' Debbie shouted at him.
Cain continued to stare angrily at Jasmine, his face was red with anger.
'Leave Debbie alone!' He said, before grabbing her and throwing her out.
'DAD SHE DIDN'T KNOW!'
'Shut up!' He growled.
Jasmine was left outside, frantic, Charity approached her, and knew something was wrong.
'Jasmine?' Charity asked her softly.
'I hurt Debbie, I hurt her, and I didn't mean to, I put a knife to her throat and held her on the floor...I.' She gasped.
'Jasmine, you need help.' Charity said to her.
Jasmine carefully nodded and went with Charity.
'Dad what are you doing!?' Debbie gasped, as he was in the garage, getting some tools and equipment.
'She's mental, needs dealing with!'
'Yeah with a professional not you!' Debbie shouted.
'You're necks bleeding.' Cain gasped.
'It's a little scratch.' Debbie gasped.
'I'm gonna kill her!'
'And I'll kill you if you even touch her!'
Cain looked her up and down and put the equipment down.
'Dad just leave her alone.'
Cain then got in her face, 'If she touches you again, she'll be more than dead!' He snarled and walked off. Debbie stood for a moment, and sighed, and a few tears fell down her face.
Part 5
After a few weeks of seeking guidance and help from professionals, and Charity, Jasmine was deemed to be safe to go out into the public, Charity was with Jasmine the whole way, and word had already got around the village about Jasmine being back and her, 'attempt' to murder Debbie. As Jasmine walked through the village she had people staring at her, in either shock or disgust, but Charity was with her the whole way, 'You can start again.' She said, softly to her, holding her hand.
Jasmine looked at her, 'Will Debbie forgive me?' Just as she said it, Debbie came up and hugged her, 'Jasmine, where've you been?' Charity then looked at Jasmine, and Jasmine nodded as if to say to Charity that it was okay to leave her alone.
Debbie pulled back and stroked Jasmine's cheek with her right hand, 'I missed you, are you okay?' Jasmine didn't reply, she just hugged her and started to cry in her shoulder, 'I'm so sorry Debbie!' Debbie hugged her tighter, 'You have nothing to be sorry for.' She replied as tears formed in her eyes. Jasmine carried on crying into her shoulder and Debbie just held her closer, and Cain stood a distance away and cracked his knuckles, and was jealous, he actually loved Jasmine, and he wouldn't give up until he got her.
Charity was at home, making sandwiches, whilst in between filling out paperwork, and sat back down at the table. She looked through the paperwork and couldn't concentrate on it, her mind was just on Jasmine and Debbie, she was worried about what might happen if Jasmine lost it like that again, would she kill Debbie next time? Her mind was just full of what if's and what might? She just couldn't focus on the paperwork.
'Hey Charity.' Jasmine said softly, she sat at the table.
'Hey.' Charity said softly, and looked at her concerned, as she seemed stressed again.
'You do know, I told you to tell me when you're feeling stressed out.' Charity told her.
'Yeah.' She sighed.
'What's wrong?' Charity asked, running her hand through her blonde hair, which was also curly.
'I'm worried.'
'About what?' She asked.
'Debbie not fully forgiving me.'
'These things take time to heal. She'll come around soon.' Charity smiled slightly.
'We hope.' Jasmine sighed.
'Look don't worry, has she said anything?'
'No.'
'There you go, you may be already forgiven. She just hasn't said.'
Jasmine sighed, 'I'm scared of what the future holds for me and her.'
Charity sighed and took her hand, 'The future for you two is just fine.' She smiled.
Jasmine smiled slightly, and got up, 'Shane, he is dead isn't he?'
Charity sighed and looked up at her and nodded, 'Yeah, yeah he is, and he is never coming back so don't you worry.'
Part six
Cain followed Jasmine to Debbie's, and walked in after her. Jasmine at first had him around her finger, but now she was going to be around his. As Jasmine went to the kettle she sighed deeply and ran her hand through her hair, Cain slowly approached her and put his hands around her waist, startling her.
Cain spoke in her ear, 'So...you attacked Debbie, was that because you know that I'm better than 'er?'
Jasmine stared at the window and said quietly, 'I love her, never have stopped.'
'Then why are you giving into me?' Cain asked. Jasmine turned around and started kissing him, and he kissed her back, running his hands down her back and she was all over him.
They managed to spend 5 minutes together, before Debbie walked in.
Debbie stood for a few moments, and her heart was breaking, just watching them.
Jasmine then noticed and pulled away from Cain, 'Debbie.' She gasped. Cain turned around and stared at Debbie and held Jasmines hand.
Debbie walked up to Jasmine and slapped her, and said nothing else.
'Debbie.' Jasmine gasped.
'You dirty little cow! YOU HAD TO GO BACK TO HIM DIDN'T YOU!? IN ALL THIS TIME YOU HAVEN'T TURNED TO ME! AND TO GO BACK WITH HIM, DO YOU EVEN LOVE ME JASMINE!? ARE YOU GONNA GO, AND GET PREGNANT WITH HIS KID, AND WANT ME TO BE THERE HOLDING YOUR HAND!?'
'No.' Jasmine gasped, as tears formed in her eyes, 'Debbie he came onto me, he followed me here.'
'And you're the one who came onto me.' Cain gasped.
'Oh dad you shut up! You and 'er belong together, get out of my house.'
'Debbie.'
'GET OUT THE PAIR OF YA, AND I HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT FUTURE TOGETHER!'
'C'mon Jas, we know where we ain't wanted.'
Jasmine looked sadly at Debbie, 'I'm sorry.'
'Sorry you got caught.' Debbie snarled at her.
Jasmine stared sadly at the floor and walked out, still holding Cains warm hand.
Debbie slammed the door shut, sat on the sofa and cried.
The next day Debbie was washing the dishes as Jasmine walked in.
'Debbie before you say anything, what happened last night.' Jasmine began.
'You enjoyed it, I could tell.' She sighed, drying her hands, turning around.
'No Debbie it wasn't like that, he came onto me.'
'And you refused and pushed him off did you? Not once, you never tried. Jasmine I watched you and you seemed to be having the time of your life! This is the second time, how many more!?'
'None.' Jasmine gasped.
'Sorry I didn't catch that.'
'It won't happen again!' Jasmine gasped.
Debbie then kissed her, 'Good.'
Jasmine looked at her and kissed her, Debbie went along with it.
Debbie ran her hand through Jas' hair and managed to get back into Jas' world again, and got her onto the sofa, and was very happy again.
A few hours later Jas and Debbie we're lying next to each other, holding each other's hands, 'Jasmine you ever do anything like that with my dad, you're dead!'
Jasmine understood, 'Want a brew?'
'If you don't mind.' Debbie replied, and Jasmine stood up and walked downstairs, and found something by the kettle, but it wasn't signed, but what it did say was, "Don't lay another finger on her otherwise you're dead."
Jasmine dropped it and started to panic.
'Hey Jasmine, what happened to that-' She paused as she saw Jasmine frantic on the floor with worry.
'Jas? What's wrong?' She asked, and sat beside her.
'Someone...Someone knows about us.' Jas gasped.
'Everyone knows.' She replied, confused at why she was like this again.
'Someone has said if I lay another finger on you I'm dead.'
'Who?'
Jasmine shrugged, but looked at the note on the floor and slowly picked it up and recognised the handwriting. and stared at the wall, thinking of revenge. Debbie looked at her and saw they most sly, evil look on Jasmine's face, and felt uncomfortable with it, so she moved away from her, 'Jasmine, I didn't write that.'
Jasmine looked up at her, and it scared her more than anything.
'Jasmine, I didn't- you think I did this?'
'It's your writing.' She replied bluntly.
'Anyone could fake that.'
'Yeah anyone... You. You want me to suffer.'
'No, Jasmine never.' Debbie gasped.
Jasmine stood and looked her deeply in the eyes, another dark shade to her was showing, 'Now Debbie Dingle, either this was one of your sick twisted games, or someone is actually after me..Which is it?'
Debbie looked at her with sheer terror, 'Jasmine it wasn't me.'
'We'll find that out then won't we? When I'm dragging you through Emmerdale by your ears-'
'Fine! Fine! I did it okay, my dad wanted me to do it.'
'Trust him' She muttered.
'And, and, it wasn't as though it was fun for me.' Debbie gasped almost in tears.
'Really?' Jasmine asked, the evil look still hadn't changed.
'You've changed Jasmine.' Debbie gasped.
'Maybe I have.' She said, slowly breathing down Debbie's neck, usually Debbie would enjoy it, but it all felt wrong, and she was too scared to fight. Debbie stayed quiet whilst Jasmine was pressing her lips down on her neck, but it wasn't warm, it felt cold, like poison was being induced at every moment, and Debbie was breathing heavily the whole time from fear.
'Jasmine let me go please.' Debbie gasped, her breath shuddered, as Jasmine looked up at her. Debbie refused to look down at her.
'Debbie, oh Debbie, you thought I was always the innocent and helpless victim, but look at who now is...My turn now, my turn to make you the helpless and innocent one.' Jasmine said in a low but creaky tone, as though she was really showing her evil side.
Debbie refused to look at her but gasped, 'I'm sorry Jasmine, I really am.'
'Sorry will never be enough!' She snarled, and forced her onto the floor and twisted one of her arms behind her back, making it hurt a lot, and Debbie screamed in agony, but Jasmine went on, 'Four years! I did my time! And now Debbie! Dingle! It's your turn! Your turn to be the helpless one!'
Debbie stay face down on the floor, unable to move, and she really now was the helpless victim and she feared for her life.
'Jasmine, please I'm begging you.' Debbie gasped.
'AFTER ALL WE'VE BEEN THROUGH!' Jasmine snapped, still holding her down.
'I'll go, leave if that's what it takes.' Debbie gasped.
'No! How about I let you suffer whilst I go out with your dad?'
Debbie swallowed thickly, 'You love me Jasmine, not him.'
'Yeah, of course I love you, but your dad is worth so much more!'
Debbie went silent and tears fell from her eyes, even though it hurt she gave into Jasmine, and a few hours later Jasmine had packed Debbie's bags.
Debbie stood looking at Jasmine with her arms crossed and her whole heart was breaking, 'You're kicking me out of my own home?'
Jasmine looked back at her, and said in the most stern tone, 'Yeah I am, me and your dad now eh? And you thrown out of the picture, for good!'
'You don't mean that Jas.' She gasped with tears in her eyes again. Jasmine stopped packing and sighed deeply, 'I love you Debbie, we just need time apart.'
'Time apart? And during that time you jump into bed with my dad!? That isn't time apart, that's him using you!'
'What could he use me for?'
'Oh Jasmine behind all of that thickness you are so smart, all of five years ago you had lot's of money and with your intelligence, he will use you to create money, once he's done, he'll push you out. You could lose everything!"
'I don't believe you-'
'You ought to Jas, he will hurt you and I don't want you to be crying your heart out because you are the latest item of his...I can help you with this violent side, I can help you be there for me, and us two, we have each other. Please Jasmine.'
Jasmine stared down at the suitcase, and was debating with herself whether Debbie was right, before finally standing properly and she walked over and hugged Debbie.
'Let me help you.' Debbie said to Jasmine.
'How long will it take?' Jasmine asked.
'As long as we are both there for each other.' Debbie said to her.
Jasmine stayed hugging Debbie for a short while, and she said to her softly, 'I don't know why I'd try to hurt you, I don't even know why, Debbie I'm so sorry.'
Debbie held her tightly, 'You're going through a rough spot, but I'll help you get through this. The day you said to me 'We'll run' I thought we'd be running for the rest of our lives, Jasmine you should never have come into court, because it's turned you into this. You're fragile Jasmine, my beautiful, fragile Jasmine, and I love you.'
'Debbie, you're getting sentimental.' Jas laughed slightly, Debbie laughed, 'Sorry.'
Part seven
'Morning sunshine.' Debbie smiled, walking past Jasmine in the village, before she stopped and turned around, 'What are you doing out here?'
Jasmine shrugged and raised her eyebrows, 'Never you mind missy.'
'Well excuse me for asking.' Debbie smirked, they both couldn't resist, and they ran and hugged each other.
'Ya know Jasmine, you should be at home.' Debbie said to her, and moved her hair behind her ear.
'What's wrong with going for a walk, at-'
'Half 7 in the morning?'
'Oh sorry I forgot to tell you.'
'Tell me what?'
'Oh it's nothing.'
'Tell me what?'
'Look I've got to go, I'll. I'll tell you later.' Jasmine said, before trying to walk away, before Debbie pulled her back.
'Jasmine, you're keeping secrets, and I don't like it.' Debbie said, starting to get concerned, and she crossed her arms.
'Ignore me, I'm just being silly, silly old Jasmine.' She laughed slightly.
Debbie took a breath, 'Is someone bugging you?'
'No, no of course not.' She said refusing to look at her.
'Jasmine, stop lying to me and tell me what's up!' Debbie growled.
Jasmine stood, the wind swept her hair slightly and she took a deep breath, 'A few weeks ago, before Cain, before coming back to you, and just after coming out of prison, I erm.' She began but Debbie caught on.
'Oh so before you came back to me you... ' Debbie said, and her view of Jasmine changed, and she unfolded her arms, 'You did move on, but before you came back to me you thought, I might get my leg over, before I go back to being a lesbian, just to get a thrill out of it!'
Jasmine looked sadly at her, 'That's not what it's like.'
'Then what was it like!?' Debbie replied.
'I'm pregnant.' She gasped.
'Oh I got that bit. How far along?'
'5 months.'
'The father?'
'About that.'
'Who is the father Jasmine!?'
'Cameron.' She gasped.
Debbie's heart stopped for a split second and her serious voice was now full of sadness, 'Ca...Ca...Cameron who?'
Jasmine went more or less quiet.
'CAMERON WHO!?' Debbie shouted.
'Cameron Murray.' She said quietly. Jasmine felt a cold rush when she looked at Debbie.
Debbie stood with her arms by her side, moving her fingers slowly, 'Please tell me you didn't know about him and I before you got screwed over.'
Jasmine stayed quiet.
'You dirty cow, you dirty lying cow!' Debbie gasped.
'Debbie.'
Debbie slapped her, 'So it was me, my dad, me, my dad, Cameron, my dad and then me! YOU LIKE TO GET AROUND DON'T YA!?'
Jasmine put her hand on her sore cheek, warm tears fell down them, 'Debbie please, it was never meant by that.'
Debbie refused to move away from her, 'Oh Jasmine you little slag, who the hell is next? Hm? Am I just your stress toy, you let all of your stress out on me and then go behind my back!?'
'No of course not.' Jasmine gasped.
'I'll see which Dingle you 'ave next and it ain't me! We Jasmine. WE ARE DONE, WE ARE NO LONGER JEBBIE! IT'S JUST DEBBIE AND JASMINE, NO JEBBIE!'
Jasmine stood staring at her with tears in her eyes, 'Debbie.'
'No Jasmine!' She shouted, before lowering her voice, 'I knew right, I knew you'd do something like this once you'd had enough of me.' Jasmine glanced at her, 'I'm sorry.'
'That's what I thought you'd say, but guess what it is Jasmine?' Debbie said quietly to her getting in her face.
'Debbie.' Jasmine gasped, it seemed to cut her breath.
'Words.' Debbie whispered getting to Jasmines height before walking away.
Jasmine was back at Ashley's, and started to pack her suitcase, and felt her baby kick, and she suddenly sat down, 'Debbie.' She gasped.
Part eight
Debbie was at home, cleaning, being just Debbie, but she was lonely. Debbie picked up a plate, and had a flashback of Jasmine and her, 'Why? We haven't been together long, why does she bother me?" She asked herself, before her dad came in, helping himself to a sandwich.
Debbie looked warily at him, 'What do you want?'
'I'm 'ungry, problem?'
'You heard?' Debbie asked him.
'She managed to get her leg over, yeah.'
'You reckon it's a joke?'
'She is pregnant Debbie, just accept it.'
'No.'
'Deb's she's lost interest in ya, move on.'
'Dad, if that was so easy I would, bur I can't because I LOVE HER!' She snapped. Cain stood, quickly angered, he never liked hearing that.
'No, no Debbie. YOU ARE MY DAUGHTER, I TOLD YOU ONCE, AND I AM TELLING YOU ONE LAST TIME! YOU ARE NOT A LESBIAN!'
'THEN WHY DO I STILL LOVE HER AFTER ALL THESE YEARS DAD, WHY DON'T YOU JUST ACCEPT ME AND HER FOR WHAT WE REALLY ARE AND THEN YOU MIGHT HAVE A TINY BIT OF DECENCY!'
Whilst they were arguing Jasmine was stood listening at the front door, and she smiled ever so slightly to herself, she then whispered, 'She still loves me.' She then felt her baby kick, making her moan in pain, which quickly aroused Debbie and Cain from their dispute. Debbie walked through to find Jasmine stood there, 'ow long you been stood there?'
'Debbie.' She gasped softly, wide eyed, clinging to the door handle.
'Were ya' just leaving?' Cain growled approaching her, but Debbie pushed him back, ever so slightly.
'You didn't hear that between me and dad did ya Jasmine?' Debbie asked crossing her arms. Cain stood, ever so angry to even look at them both, Jasmine looked at the floor, and slowly up at Debbie, 'Did you mean it, what you said?'
' Jasmine, you've got the wrong end of the-.'
' Really Debs? That's not what I heard... You love me, and we both know it, so don't even think about trying to deny it. We stick together, you and me.'
' Jasmine you really didn't-'
'Don't lie to me Debbie, I know what I heard, just come back to me once you've made your mind up yeah?' She sighed, before turning around and clicked the door handle and walked out, leaving Debbie to choose what she really wanted. This boring life she had, or retrying with Jasmine.
Sat outside a police station, Cain sat waiting for something, or someone. Charity had got herself in trouble, yet again. She got released on police bail, and walked straight past Cain after noticing him. Cain stood and followed her, 'Why you ignoring me?' he asked. Charity carried on walking, didn't look at him, 'What do you want Cain?' She asked, but carried on walking.
'Our Debbie's in knots.' He replied.
'Why, what did you do?'
'Why is it always my fault?'
'Because Cain, nine out of ten times it is you, so tell me, what's happened to her?' Charity then stopped walking so he could explain.
'It's that Jasmine again.'
'Oh for goodness sake Cain, leave them alone.' She sighed.
'Eh it ain't me who's been doing anythin' Jasmine is making Debbie choose, and I think it's wrong.'
'You think them being together is wrong, seriously, you wouldn't wait for me outside a police station for nothing, so what are you after?'
'A job doin'.'
'Here we go again, Cain the last time I did that, we saved Moira the farm, so no.'
'The only thing you're scared of is the fact that ya think you've lost ya touch.'
Charity then put her right arm on her hip, staring at Cain. Cain had finally got her attention and stood steadily, and bit his lip, 'We do this, we never do anything like it again, understood?'
Charity nodded nervously, 'What do we 'ave to do?'
Cain then stood straight, and walked up to her, scraping the gravel beneath his feet. Charity looked at him, and swallowed thickly, she knew something bad might happen. Cain finally stopped walking and took a breath and said to her, 'What we have to do, for the sake of our daughter, is to get rid of Jasmine.'
Charity seemed to agree, and said without question, 'What do we need to do?'
Cain was pleased, 'Meet me not at the quarry, Debbie would expect that, somewhere different...Maybe er...Manchester, find a quarry there, a good one, we have until friday.' Charity agreed and walked away, back to Emmerdale.
Part Nine
Jasmine was back studying again, as she had to start again somewhere, she was writing down notes, revising until Debbie came in. Debbie leant on the doorframe with crossed arms, 'You being a bookworm again?'
Jasmine continued to look down at her books and replied, 'It's called trying again and getting a life, unlike you.'
'And what is that supposed to mean?'
'Life isn't all about parties Debbie!'Jasmine snapped, and looked up at her.
'I never said it was, I never even brought that up, you did, like a bloke bringing up the past. You're the bloke in this relationship!'
'What relationship? As far as I'm concerned there is no relationship.' Jasmine snapped.
Debbie went quiet almost immediately.
'There we go.' Jasmine sighed, 'If you don't mind, I'm revising.'
Debbie went off in a strop, and slammed the door on her way out. Jasmine sighed and looked down at her books, and again lost her train of thought as Charity walked in, 'Yes Charity!?' She snapped angrily.
'Oh I'll come back later then shall I?'
'No, no, I'm sorry. What's up?' She asked, and finally payed attention to her.
'You seem stressed, stupid question, but what are you doing?'
Jasmine smirked, 'Studying, and yes it was a stupid question.'
'After prison, this is you getting your life back, which is a lot more than I can say for Debbie.'
'Yeah well, unlike Debbie I want a decent life, she doesn't know what I want.'
'You can try talking to her.'
'She never listens. And anyway, we're not together now, so why should it matter, why should I care?'
'Well for one, she is Debbie, two once upon a time you two were great together, and three you were the only one who can talk her round...Honestly, I think she still loves you.'
'Yeah, I wish she'd show it.'
'From what I heard from downstairs a few minutes ago, you were the one pushing her away.'
'Well you clearly heard wrong.'
Charity sat down, 'You two need to sort yourselves out.'
Jasmine glared at her, 'Then what!? Charity she messes me about, you know what? I'd rather be put on the edge of a cliff or face the end of a sharp knife instead of being with her.'
Charity crossed her legs, moved hair out of her face slowly, 'Be careful what you wish for.'
Jasmine ignored her and went back to her books, wrote things down.
Part Ten
Cain was staying in the garage working, watched Jasmine walking down the street, frowned. He decided to follow her.
' 'Ow's Debbie?' he asked following her.
'Get lost Cain.' Jasmine snarled and carried on walking.
' What's wrong? Where's Debbie?' He said still following her, and Jas stopped walking, that's when he stopped as she turned around.
'You know what Cain, I've had enough of her, of you, of every stinking Dingle, so just get out of my face. I'd rather die than see her.'
Cain smiled inside, 'Would ya really? I thought you loved 'er.'
'Once upon a time yeah, now...no.'
'Why not?'
'Does it really matter?' She snapped.
'When it's my daughter yeah it does.' He replied.
'The daughter you never take notice of, the daughter who wanted a real father, the daughter who traumatized me because of you after I came out of prison.'
'I've changed now, turned a new leaf.' He replied.
'No Cain...You never change, I don't care if you have someone better than Charity, because Charity has someone better than anyone who will never leave her side no matter what.'
'And who's that?'
'Me.'
'I wouldn't be so sure about that.' He replied.
'Why not?' Jasmine replied, before getting an attitude on with him, 'Charity needs me more than she will ever need you, she doesn't even deserve you.'
'Is that you going all lesbian on Charity? She's a bit old for you love, get yourself a better person or maybe even a bloke.'
Jasmine went to hit him, Cain grabbed her wrist, held it tightly.
'Cain let go of me, Cain you're hurting me. Cain.' She gasped, looked up at him terrified.
Cain glared at her, kept hold of her tightly and got in her face, 'You ain't gonna live to see the end of this week, let alone see Debbie again, so if you know what's good for you, you will go to the police, but then what can they do? Nowt.' He let her wrist go and she pulled away, quickly walked away, was very scared.
Debbie walked into her house, shut the door and sighed. She sat down on the sofa and looked in the corner of her eye to find Jasmine there. Jasmine was shaking, and looked at her for help, but Debbie didn't have any sympathy, but yet again she doesn't know about the confrontation Cain and Jasmine had in the street.
'What do you want, how did you get in?' Debbie snarled.
'I did live here once Debs, I know this place.' She laughed slightly.
'So what do you want?' Debbie asked again. Jasmine swallowed thickly and fiddled with her fingers, 'It's your dad.'
'Has he dumped ya'? Do ya want my sympathy?' Debbie said arrogantly.
'He's going to kill me. We had a confrontation earlier, he grabbed my wrist-'
'This is dad trying to get to you, he doesn't-'
'He meant it Debs, he meant it, and I don't, I don't know what to do.' Jasmine said, as tears filled her eyes. Debbie looked at her and she saw that she was actually terrified. Debbie finally stood up, went over to her and hugged her gently, 'I won't let him hurt you okay, I will protect you, although what you did, going off with him again Jasmine, it was a very stupid mistake.'
'I know Debs, I know and I'm very sorry.' She gasped and started crying in her shoulder, Debbie continued to hug her. Debbie held her tightly, and looked at the wall behind Jasmine, 'Listen to me Jasmine you will always be safe with me hey?' Jasmine kept hold of Debbie, sniffed and smiled slightly, 'Thank you. I love you.' Debbie smiled, pulled Jasmine back a little before planting a kiss on her lips, Jasmine kissed back and didn't let go. They soon were interlocking each others lips, were wrapping their arms around each other, their fingers were getting lost in each others hair until...
Part Eleven-
Debbie looked around awakening from unconsciousness, 'Jasmine? Jas." She gasped and coughed on smoke, she looked and saw orange flames, she was running out of air she knew something bad had happened, 'Jassy!?' She called out. Debbie found she couldn't move, 'Jas.' Fire burned, Debbie was getting hotter, she was sweating and her face was covered in black soot.
Jasmine slowly came around, she saw nothing but darkness, felt blood falling down her face, she put her hand on her face and slowly wiped the blood. She started shaking, quivering, 'Debbie.' She said slowly, and looked up, 'DEBBIE! DEBBIE WHERE ARE YOU!?' She shouted in tears.
'You said the quarry.' Charity gasped standing with Cain outside.
'Don't worry Jasmine is dealt with now.' He replied staring up at the huge explosion, debris that was left of Debbie's house.
'You did check to see if only Jasmine was in the house didn't you? Charity asked, and looked at him, 'You idiot.'
Cain quickly ran in, 'DEBBIE DEBBIE!' he shouted. He saw Jasmine in the corner of his eye and turned to face her, she looked at him for help, 'Cain.' She gasped. Cain looked at her, and the flames reflected off of his face, he stood on the rubble and the glare in his eyes spelled no hope for Jasmine, 'Cain please help me.' She gasped breathless. Cain slowly walked over to her and saw the huge piece of debris that was on her leg, he carried on walking towards her, 'You've gotten yourself into a right mess here. Where's Debbie Jasmine tell me.' Jasmine looked up at him and swallowed thickly. Cain stared down with an imitating glare.
Jasmine coughed slightly and looked at Cain, and she stared down at the debris, as so did Cain. Cain looked at her and Jasmine knew what he would do, so she panicked and told the truth, 'Me and Debbie we were about to you know, get it on, and then I woke up here, Cain CAIN IT'S THE TRUTH! SHE WAS HERE WITH ME! Please Cain don't.' She gasped as he was about to step on the debris which was on her leg and cause damage. Cain pulled back, 'You are incredibly lucky, I was meant to kill ya, yeah that's right, I did this.' He smirked, he walked off through the house calling out for Debbie, 'DEBBIE DEBBIE!'
'Dad!' Debbie called. Cain walked over to her and knelt down, 'It's okay I'm 'ere now.'
'Where's Jasmine?' Debbie gasped.
'Don't worry about 'er we need to get you out, before this place collapses.' Cain replied, 'Does anywhere hurt?'
'No.' she gasped now coughing on dust.
'Come on then.' Cain said, picking her up.
Cain took Debbie outside, and as Jasmine heard the rubble moving she instantly starting calling out, "HELP SOMEONE PLEASE I NEED HELP!" She shouted before coughing.
"Debs, Debbie." Charity gasped and ran over to the stretcher and saw she was covered in dust and had blood running down her face and by now she was hardly even conscious. The paramedics ushered Charity away wanting Debbie to be checked over immediately. Police and fire men got the villagers away from the area and Charity hit Cain on the arm, "Did you find Jasmine?" Cain pulled her to one side, "She is still in there but you and I want 'er gone yeah? I left 'er anyway. She 'ad a huge piece of rubble on 'er leg so she can't move anyway. We 'ad nowt to do with this, it was just a freak explosion. Jasmine is now better off left for dead." He said before looking back at the house. Charity looked at him, and was starting to feel guilty about Jasmine.
Jasmine carried on shouting for help and heard the infrastructure moving,and the walls crumbling. She tried to move the rubble on her leg but screamed in agony and held back tears, "SOMEONE HELP ME!" she gasped, and she looked around even more and heard machines and police sirens outside, but it seemed no-one could hear her.
Charity, Cain and the rest of the village looked on in horror at the wreckage from a distance, as Laurel and Ashley were shouting for Jasmine, they looked at the house and thought of the one place she might have been, "Oh my god, Ashley! She might be in there." Laurel gasped. Ashley's heart skipped a beat, but before he could say anything the rest of the house collapsed. The two people that felt much worse off were Ashley, Laurel and Sandy, however Cain felt like his job was done even though Debbie got hurt during the explosion.
Part Twelve-
Hours later, Jasmine's body was found and she was still alive and breathing , but her chances of survival were very slim. Debbie stood outside staring through the window, watching the life support machines bleep and monitor her.
Tears streamed down Debbie's cheeks, she was covered in grazes and scratches, and had suffered with only broken ribs.
'Pull through Jas, come on I know you can' The words that Debbie repeated endlessly in her head as she kept on watching Jasmine. She wasn't there, it was only stupid machines keeping her organs working. As far as Debbie was concerned Jasmine was dead and gone.
"I remember when we first met. Me and you. We fought, argued...Over time who would've known that we would grow as close as we have eh?" Debbie smiled slightly sat beside her later on, "If I could marry you Jasmine..I would." she said quite seriously, "Yeah I have had Pete and others in the past, but you gave me the best of days, and despite all the bad...I want to spend...The...Rest." She gasped as tears formed in her eyes, "Look at me eh? Crying over you." she laughed slightly.
Just in that moment Jasmine gently squeezed Debbie's hand, and Debbie looked down and smiled, "You can hear me." Even though Jasmine was still asleep, she heard particular words that made her respond. Debbie kissed the back of her hand, "I will be right back." she smiled and went to find a nurse.
"Debs?" Cain asked her, noticing how happy and upbeat she was.
"Jasmine can hear me dad." she smiled and went to find a nurse.
Cain swallowed thickly and once Debbie had wandered off, he went into the room and stood beside the bed, "So ya survived? Nah you won't leave this bed or hospital." He snarled, and went to turn off the life support machine as Debbie walked in, "Dad?" she gasped, "What are you doing?"
Cain quickly pulled his hand away as nurses started to check Jasmine over, and Debbie looked at him in disgust, and crossed her arms.
After the nurses had left Debbie glared at him, "What the hell were you doing?"
"Do ya really wanna know why you and 'er are 'ere?" He said to her as Charity walked in.
"Hey, I heard Jasmine was moving." She smiled slightly.
"Who started the fire dad?" Debbie asked him, "WHO STARTED IT!?" She shouted, and he swallowed thickly and stayed quiet.
"Oh my god. You did. You caused the explosion." She gasped and her eyes filled with tears.
"Debbie, he was with me the whole time at the garage." Charity said to her.
"We caused the explosion Debbie, you don't need Jasmine. She is trouble." Cain said to her.
Debbie pushed Cain out of the way of Jasmine, "YOU STAY AWAY FROM HER!" She shouted, sitting beside her.
At two o'clock that morning Debbie was asleep beside Jasmine, Jasmine slowly stirred from her sleep and her eyes opened slowly, she slowly walked her fingers up Debbie's arm to wake her, she was feeling terrified and winced her eyes as the lights were blinding her, she couldn't find words to talk, even though she tried.
Debbie woke slowly feeling the fingers walking on her arm and looked at her, "Jas." she smiled, she then noticed how she was wincing, so she dimmed the light, and stroked her forehead, and Jasmine said to her, "And I can always hear you." She smiled, "The answer is yes."
Debbie kissed her forehead, "Thank you so much." she smiled.
Part Thirteen-
Around 3 months later Debbie and Jasmine had both moved out of the village, and Debbie was keeping Cain away with the threat of telling the police that he and Charity caused the explosion.
Jasmine was left with a limp, as well as having burn scars, and metal rods in her legs, Jasmine saw herself as the lucky one. She still suffered night terrors which sometimes stopped her breathing, but Debbie was by her side every time, and Jasmine started to learn to not be afraid anymore, as Debbie was her protector, her fiancée and her whole world and if Jasmine ever lost her... It could possibly end her.
"Ugh Debbie, it's too warm." Jasmine moaned as the heat was at least 27 degree's, she sat on car tyres watching Debbie work. Debbie had rebuilt her own business and renamed it, 'Thomas and Dingle automotives' Jasmine far from liked it, and now due to her exhaustion was just going to tell Debbie what she really thought of the name, "Debs..."
Debbie looked up from the car she was working on and sighed, as she was more exhausted than Jasmine, "What is it Jas?" She asked wincing her eyes because of the sun, wearing her blue boiler suit wasn't helping with the heat, but she saw it as giving her business good representation.
"I don't like the name." Jasmine muttered.
"Sorry?" Debbie asked after taking a swag from her water bottle.
" 'Thomas and Dingle automotives' You said that you wanted to move on from the previous business, but you haven't really... You miss home don't you Debs?" She said to her, looking up at the sign, before looking at her after Debbie's brief moment of silence.
"Jasmine, I would never ever want to go back there, and to be honest I like the name of the business, because it is mine and something to call my own, and I am proud of it." Debbie said to her, before taking another swag of her water, before screwing the lid back on and putting it down.
Jasmine looked at her pitifully, "You have only put my last name first, and then put your old business name in front of it, you haven't moved on. Hey, babe." She replied softly trying to change the subject, "Which surname are we having?"
Debbie went in her office before coming back, wearing sunglasses. She tiptoed her fingers on the bonnet of the car, keeping her mouth partly open, as she leaned on the bonnet, "I haven't- I haven't really thought about it, I mean..." She shrugged, clearly not a subject she wanted to talk about.
Jasmine swallowed hard, and ran her tongue around the inside of her cheeks, before looking at her, "Debbie, I understand if it's too soon."
"No, no it isn't that...It's just well... I was upset and worried that you..." She said, before looking at her, "That you would die."
Jasmine shrugged and nodded, "We all say things when we are upset, of course we do." She said fighting back tears, "Even some things we might not actually mean."
Debbie caught on quickly, "Jasmine, no no no...It isn't that, I love you to pieces... I really do, and I want to marry you."
"Then what Deb's? What are you so ashamed of telling me?" Jasmine snapped, and she stood up and limped over to her and Debbie watched wearily, "Deb's you are my fiancée, you know that you can tell me." She said, taking her hands, "Debbie?"
Debbie stared at her and swallowed hard, "Jasmine I am busy." She said, pulling her hands away.
Jasmine wasn't taking 'No' for an answer, and glared at her, "DEBORAH DINGLE YOU WILL TELL ME RIGHT NOW WHAT YOU WANT TO TELL ME!"
"Why did you just call me that? Jasmine you never call me that, and you know why you don't." Debbie snapped at her.
"Well it was the only way to get you to listen to me." She scoffed.
"Never call me that again!" Debbie snarled pointing a finger at her, "Go back to your books and back off!"
Jasmine slapped her, which did shut her up, "Debbie , just..Just tell me and I will take the hint, what is it?"
Debbie swallowed hard, "I love you and everything..."
"Yes?" Jasmine said, looking at her, she took her arms, but Debbie pulled away instantly, she turned around and started to pull her ring off, "Debs?" Jasmine gasped. Debbie then turned around, "As much as I want to marry you." She said and shrugged sadly, "I don't want to be with you."
Jasmine felt the ring touching her hot palm, but refused to look down at it as tears filled her eyes, her heart was breaking.
"That's the way love goes." Debbie replied.
"Debbie, i-If it was anything I just said, or did I am so sorry. I didn't- I just wanted you to listen."
"It's not that Jasmine...I swear to you, I have thought about this for a bit of time, at the time at your bedside I thought, no no, I didn't think...I knew I wanted to marry you." Debbie replied to her, putting her hands in her pockets.
"So what's changed?" Jasmine asked her, now shaking.
"I'm straight. I'm not a kid any more...you were like one of those boyfriends that you get at school, but everyone thinks that you won't last...We had a few good years... You going to prison Jasmine, yeah it broke my heart, but I suffered too...I went to prison and the only two things I thought about constantly were you-"
"And Sarah." Jasmine said quietly.
"I'm sorry Jasmine." Debbie shrugged. Just as she went to walk off Jasmine grabbed her arm, and Debbie slowly looked at her.
Jasmine kept a light hold of Debbie's arm, and smiled slightly, "Still that same old cow everyone knows then? Best that way...Then everyone knows where you stand. The problem with me, is the fact that years ago I slept with your dad and I know you haven't forgotten."
"Jasmine I forgave you for that, maybe not completely, but I carried on loving you." Debbie gasped.
"Yeah but not properly." Jasmine scoffed.
"Jasmine, we can be mates that's all, don't let me dumping you spoil that okay? Come on I will get you a drink." Debbie said to her, clearly didn't want to completely part with her, "And before you say anything, I should be slapping you for calling me Deborah and slapping me, but... You know me well...i am the same old cow I always were but to you... Well..."
"Debbie stop...You dump me and then start flirting, just stop." Jasmine snapped, "Now if you'd excuse me, I have a job to look for, not that I have many options with me being disabled and having the label of a murderer." She snapped and walked away.
Part Fourteen-
Jasmine returned to Emmerdale after the blistering hot day and her brief argument with Debbie, and as she drove in the dark she saw her engagement ring reflect from the lamps on the street. She pulled into the side of the road, and turned off the engine and sighed, leaning back and had brief flashbacks of the argument. As soon as she opened her eyes, she looked at the ring, before lifting her finger on the steering wheel and even staring at it just broke her heart because she really loved Debbie, she just found it hard to believe that Debbie didn't love her back, "She was right, stupid teenage thing that carried on for too long." Jasmine scolded to herself before angrily taking off the ring and slamming it on the dash causing a dent to be left, but Jasmine didn't care. She only wanted to be left alone for a while but had no idea that she would unintentionally push Debbie away for good.
Debbie stayed at the garage finishing work, and re-establishing her company name, which she knew would cost money, but just like Jasmine she didn't care, she sat up half the night, and started to take back in her head the words she said early on to Jasmine, she eventually decided to ring her.
"Cain, you shouldn't be doing this, Moira is your wife." Jasmine gasped, as he continued kissing her neck.
"Debbie is your fiancée." He replied to her, and noticed how she pulled back, "You left 'er didn't ya'?"
"Quite the opposite." She replied, looking at the floor, before her phone started vibrating and she quickly picked it up and put it to her ear, "Debs?"
Cain sighed and sat back.
"Where are you?" Debbie asked through the phone, looking at her fingernails.
"Having a little drive, you know to clear the air... Debbie you are straight and I can't fault you for that...I was right, I'd change...You'd move on... We are both at fault, but we are still mates yeah?" Jas said quietly to her.
Cain sighed loudly, and Debbie heard.
"Jasmine what was that?" Debbie gasped.
"Sorry just accidentally opened the window." Jasmine said quickly.
"Right...Be back soon yeah?" Debbie replied.
"Yeah..see ya." Jasmine sighed putting the phone down.
"So where were we?" Cain said to her, putting his hand on her cheek, and she pulled away, "I can't."
"Oh? But you sounded so sure." Cain replied.
"And you tried to kill me and left me disabled, I don't forget that." She snapped.
"And yet you come running back to me?" He replied and she instantly went quiet, "You can't tell her."
"Why not?" He replied and she stood up, and picked up her coat.
"I can't promise I won't stay quiet." He snarled, " At least I'm not Shane."
"You are worse!" She snarled and walked out, slamming the door and quickly went back to her car, locking the doors.
Part fourteen
Jasmine sat in the part recalling her time with Cain the night before, she shivered with the cool morning breeze, and she pulled her coat around her more. The skies were blue, the air smelled fresh, but Jasmine was regretting what she did the night before. How could she be so stupid? Debbie's dad again.
What if he told her?
What if someone found out?
She couldn't handle it. She stood up and walked back in, "We needed milk." She said to Debbie, closing the door. Debbie frowned, "Are you okay? You look pale." She then put her hands on her arms, looked her up and down, concerned. Jasmine swallowed thickly, "Yeah, yeah. A bit cold outside and I have a lot on my mind...I just don't know what it is." Debbie sighed, "Well get some food down ya, it might make you feel better. Thanks for the milk." She said, taking it softly from her hands. She walked back into the kitchen, "At least we aren't in Emmerdale anymore, you don't need to worry no one can find us, you know that, don't you?" Debbie called through.
There was a brief silence, Jasmine was thinking about Cain. He was making her skin crawl, thinking about him but she couldn't help it. "Jasmine?" Debbie called through. Jasmine still didn't reply, she just sat, frozen, stuck in thought. It took a few moments to acknowledge that Debbie was now knelt in front of her holding her hands, "You really aren't well are ya?" She sighed, and she put the palm of her hand on Jasmine's forehead to check her temperature. Jasmine was very warm, which concerned Debbie considering what time of the year it was. "Come on." Debbie said softly to her, and helped her up, "Have a few more hours in bed." Jasmine tried to pull away and Debbie turned to look at her, "You aren't well Jassy." She sighed.
Later on when in bed Jasmine lay awake, and she stayed so still that it felt like she could still feel Cain on her, she clenched the covers, sweat started to appear on her forehead, before she felt sick, and she suddenly threw up into the bucket beside the bed, which Debbie had left. She moved her hair behind her ear, and slowly lifted herself by her arms onto the bed, her eyes were wet with tears that wouldn't fall. She had made a mistake and she was paying for it.
Debbie stood by the doorframe staying silent, watching how Jasmine was punishing herself and she hated it. As soon as Jasmine lay back down again Debbie decided to walk in, "Hey, you feeling any better?" She asked sitting on the side of the bed which was empty, and she looked down at her, searching her curiously for clues as why she was acting the way she was, but nothing stood out apart from the fact that Jasmine was a mess. "What happened last night?" Debbie asked out of the blue, "What did he do?" Jasmine panicked, "Nothing, apart from threatening to tell you about what we did." She hadn't caught on to what Debbie meant, but Jasmine's reply made her more curious, "Who?" She asked. Jasmine swallowed thickly, "Cain, who else?" She then realized that she dropped herself in it.
"Dad?" Debbie questioned, "Jasmine does he know where we are? He does doesn't he? This explains why you have been feeling sick!"
"Debbie just hear me out." Jasmine gasped, feeling like she was going to be sick again.
"NO JASMINE WHY SHOULD I!? YOU AND HIM I SWEAR ARE MADE FOR EACH OTHER!"
"HE HELD A GUN TO MY HEAD DEBBIE!" She shouted, telling a convincing lie, and Debbie's glare softened, "So he..."
"You thought that Shane narrowly weren't there this time." She gasped, holding back tears.
"I am getting the police!" Debbie gasped, and Jasmine's eyes widened, "Debs, please...He knows where we are, you don't want Sarah or Jack getting hurt do you?" She gasped. Debbie swallowed hard and held Jasmine tightly, "I am so sorry." She gasped.