Alright folks thanks to everyone who reviewed last chapter, however this will probably be the last update for awhile. My computer has OFFICIALLY crapped out on me. My adapter literally blew out (there was sparks and smoke D: and it scared the shit out of me) and since the laptop was a piece of shit when I got it, the only way it would work was when that was plugged in. And now that doesn't work, so now I have to wait until God knows when for my folks to buy me a new one. My B-day is in 3 days (hint hint ;) ) but I probably won't get a new computer till Christmas D: (Thank God I saved half of this chapter on a flash drive when I did) Anyways so now I have to make due with the one in my parents room which equals no real privacy, or time to type anything, and with school starting next week...Oh God.
But enough of my computer woes, this chapter is rated M for all the cursing and other stuff happening...well...it has Juanita in it so nuff said :D
Jazmine was not ok.
Waiting for the police to come the next morning was like waiting for her inevitable doom, because talking to the police…well nobody wanted to talk to the police. It was as simple as that. They weren't your friends (unless of course you were white) a lot of them were crooks, and if you said the wrong thing you could very well incriminate yourself and find that you're in deeper shit then you intended to get into.
It just wasn't a good look. Jazmine wrung her hands nervously in her lap. Having no experience whatsoever with the law or being questioned, she was basically a sitting duck just waiting to get roasted. Plus she was no good at lying. Never had been. Glancing at the clock Jazmine scooted her tray away holding her breakfast in it. She was in no mood to down any food, especially if said food could possibly come back up on said officer. Oh yeah that'll really help my case. Jazmine thought sarcastically.
Watching the clock tick seconds away slowly, Jazmine couldn't get past why she was so uneasy suddenly. She didn't start the fire and she knew for a fact that someone was in the apartment when she escaped. So whoever was in there had to have done it…didn't they?
Jazmine sighed and leaned back on her pillows, running her fingers through her hair…or at least trying to. Lack of combing it left it a tangled and unruly mess sitting atop her head. Which unfortunately left her fingers sorta stuck.
"Uggh! Oww!! Are you serious?" she muttered through gritted teeth. At the same moment she struggled with her hair someone knocked on the door.
"Crap! Uhhh…Come in," she winced in pain as she called to the person on the other side.
In strode a tall and burly man. His hard features were fixed with no expression except mild interest at seeing Jazmine trying to untangle her hair, and failing miserably. He stopped short right next to her bed and eyed her, raising a thick eyebrow before asking, "Are you Jazmine Dubois?"
Jazmine flashed him a nervous smile and nodded her head "Yes, that's me,"
He eyed her again before setting down in the seat next to the bed and pulling out a pad and pen. He flipped a page open and crossed his leg over the other "Well Ms. Dubois, my name is Detective Franks and I'd like to ask you a few questions if that's alright with you,"
Jazmine nodded silently and when he looked up at her she immediately realized he had wanted a verbal answer.
"Oh! I mean ok," she replied quickly not realizing she had ripped her hands out of her hair while responding, until she felt a stinging pain dot the scalp of her head.
Detective Franks nodded himself and proceeded to ask his first question "Ok, at what time did you notice the fire?"
Ignoring the pain shooting through her head, she desperately tried to remember any time at all and came up blank. All she remembered was lots of smoke and coughing, and the desperate need to get out.
"N…no, I don't remember any time at all," she stammered.
Detective Franks looked up at her from his pad, "Well, what was the last thing you remember before escaping?"
Jazmine let out a breath she didn't know she was holding and stammered quietly "I..I went to sleep on the couch and the next thing I know the whole place is covered in smoke. I still don't know how I got out," Jazmine rubbed a bruise on her arm absentmindedly.
"Hmmm," he hummed to himself, while jotting down what she said.
"Do you have any idea how it started?" he continued, looking up at her again.
Jazmine shook her head shrugging a little. "No I don't know how it started. I just woke up and there it was,"
"Hmmm," he grunted again. What the hell does that mean? She thought in annoyance. I'm not lying if that's what he thinks. Was there something that they found when they searched the place to make me look guilty?
And as if he had read her mind, Detective Franks had completely stopped with the questions. "Ok let's get real here Ms. Dubois, people died that night, and to be honest you're not giving me much to go on," he said bluntly, dark eyes boring into hers.
"You think I did it don't you?" she said frowning at him. She had actually surprised herself, she was not expecting that thought to come out anytime soon, but damnit this dude was asking for it.
Detective Franks leaned back in his chair, and gave her a smug look. "I never said that, but the story you're telling me and the one I already know, isn't really matching up…just to let you know," his tone sounded almost amused.
Is this a joke to him? She thought.
"The one you already know?" she questioned faking ignorance.
"Oh yeah, you know we have to go in and find out how it started. You know the whole nine," He shrugged.
"Look, I didn't start the fire, I don't know how it happened, and all I remember was trying to get out, and some man in there" she said sternly. Jazmine had no idea where all her boldness was coming from suddenly.
"A man eh?" he closed his eyes, still leaned back in the chair, and let out a chuckle.
"That's real funny," he said after a minute.
"I don't see anything funny about my place burning down," Jazmine retorted.
"Oh no I'm not laughing at that," he wiped a tear from his eye. "I'm laughing at the fact that you actually think someone was in there,"
"There was someone in there! I saw them with my own eyes!" Jazmine's voice cracked, it was about two decibels away from being considered yelling.
"Really? You must've hit your dome harder than you thought," he smirked tapping his own head. "There was no evidence of anyone being in there besides you," he shook his head.
Jazmine couldn't believe what she was hearing. This guy couldn't be serious. She knew she saw someone in there. Head trauma or not. She wasn't crazy…was she?
"Except however for a certain somebody .We did find was some prints," Jazmine glared him down silently waiting for him to continue. "Happen to know a Riley Freeman?" he asked.
Jazmine still said nothing but instead widened her eyes.
"The guys got at least 5 different warrants out for his arrest. Turns out his prints were all over a bottle of patron we found. Right next to the stove, which was tuned on high might I add. Along with other flammable crap littered all over the kitchen. I'm pretty sure you can piece the rest together," His expression turned indifferent again.
Great, something told me to make him take that with him when he first moved out. God why doesn't he listen? She thought desperately.
"Just answer me this one last question and I'll be on my way," he lowered his voice and leaned forward. "Did Riley Freeman come by that day?" he whispered.
And without even thinking Jazmine told him. "No. I didn't see him that day," she shook her head.
He leaned back and narrowed his eyes at her, then broke out into an odd grin. "No Riley Freeman?"
"No Riley Freeman," she reiterated.
He stood up and walked towards the door, feeling her eyes steady trained on his back. He turned around abruptly and looked her dead in the eye. "I'll be watching you Ms. Dubois. You, Riley, and Huey," Jazmine's eyes widened slightly while he slammed the door behind him.
She sighed and flopped down on her bed. This, unfortunately, would not be the last time she saw Detective Franks.
"JAZZY OMIGOSH YOU MADE IT!!!!" Juanita caught her in a death grip and hugged her tightly against her bosom. "Oh hey Huey" she acknowledged less enthusiastically.
Huey sighed and rolled his eyes as he squeezed passed the two stuck in the doorway. Although he wasn't exactly happy to be staying at Casa La Juanita it was way better then sleeping in a car, or someone's roach motel. So he was very grateful, and decided he wasn't going to complain...too much anyways.
"Jua!..mmmhhapphhhphhmmhffff!" Jazmine's buried face muffled into her chest. Juanita pulled back and gave her a confused look. "Huh whatchu say?" she asked.
"Uhhhh! THANK GOD I CAN BREATHE!" Jazmine gasped out grabbing her chest.
Juanita sucked her teeth at her "Girl whatever, throw yo wal-mart bag in here and step into MI CASA," Juanita exaggerated snatching the bag from her hand, and stepping out of the way.
Jazmine looked around her place. It had been at least a month since she had last set foot in it, and it was exactly how she remembered it. It was definitely spacious enough like she mentioned. Her whole living room area was decorated with stuffed animals, small trinkets, and other weird shit Jazmine did not know or care to for that matter. She also noticed she was a big collector of snow globes; she had at least 5 rows of them on her shelf. However Juanita guarded those things with her life. The last time Jazmine tried to shake one and watch the little white pieces fall slowly in the water, Juanita literally threatened to jump her and shake her head if she tried it again, which she didn't. In her exact words "Shake that shit at the store, not the ones at my house!"
"Ouch! Juanita what did I just stop on?" Jazmine yelped while pulling her slippered foot up to examine it. Since she only had pajamas and slippers on when she got out the fire it was basically all the clothes she had to her name at the moment.
Juanita swiftly turned around and snatched up the mysterious item before Jazmine could even set her foot on the floor properly.
"Oh girl it was nothing, "Juanita waved off stuffing it deep into her jean pocket, "You know just a little nipple clamp," she shrugged.
Huey shook his head while Jazmine's eyes widened "Juanita…" she started.
"What?! Like ya'll didn't know you were moving in with a freak. You should be ashamed of yourselves. It could be a lot worse, you could be sleeping with that old ass pedophile a building over," Juanita motioned in back of her with her thumb.
"Ok Juanita I'm sorry. It's just…what was it doing on the floor out in the open anyways?" Jazmine stifled a laugh.
"That dumbass Bryan! He's always leaving shit all over my place! Bastardo desegradble!" Juanita mumbled in Spanish.
"If he's such a nasty bastard then why are you with him?" Huey asked from his place by the bookshelf.
"Yea what happened to the other guy?" Jazmine mused.
"Ok first of all that dirty mother fucker was stealing my money, so I had to do something unspeakably horrible to him," Juanita crossed her arms "And on top of that…he…he just lost the magic. He just didn't satisfy me anymore," Jazmine thought she heard a sob come from her.
Huey narrowed his eyes "Well what exactly did you do to him?" he interrogated.
"Ok, did you not just hear me when I said unspeakably horrible? That means it was so bad that I can't even bring it up. Now if you want me to show you then I..." Juanita started.
"Ok Juanita I get it," Huey held his hands up for her to stop. He didn't need to know that bad what had happened. He had an inky feeling it had something to do with the man's genitals…or his car...or worse…both.
They all sat there awkwardly until Jazmine cleared her throat a bit and broke the silence.
"Ok umm let's get this show on the road shall we?" Juanita clapped her hands and motioned for them to go sit at the kitchen table.
"Alright," Juanita started taking a seat, "Just a few ground rules, number one, always pick up after yourself. Huey I don't wanna see no draws, and Jazzy I don't wanna see no bras, alright? Number two never ever go in my room. Ever," she stressed.
Huey furrowed his eyebrows at her. "Why? What are you hiding?"
Juanita shrugged at him and smirked, "Nothing that will interest you mista," She said playfully.
"Great thanks a lot Huey now I don't remember what number I was on," Juanita sucked her teeth at him and pouted.
"You were on number three," Huey replied dully.
"Oh, oh yeah, anyways don't be comin in my house at all times of night, ok. I don't wanna be wakin up thinking you a burgular or something, cause I might just shoot yo ass," Jazmine's eyes widened while Huey shot an eyebrow up, "So you better tell me if you're coming in later then one, alright?" Juanita crossed her arms.
"Alright last but not least, now I know you guys are looking for a place, but I'm giving you 2 months," she held up two fingers, "If you're not gone by then we're gonna have to go half on the rent if that's alright with you," she looked at them for approval.
Huey nodded and stood up from his seat across from her. "Thanks Juanita, we really appreciate it," Huey replied genuinely.
Juanita smiled and waved modestly. "Awww it was nothing mijo," she drawled out laying on her Spanish accent. "You know I couldn't go on knowing you guys had nowhere to stay," she waggled her eyebrows at him.
"Yeah…so…where are we gonna sleep, cause you know I sorta have to get up for work in the morning," Huey hinted.
"Oh, oh yeah, can't believe I forgot that. Umm down the hall on your right, you guys can sleep and do all your shit in that room," Juanita motioned down the hall with her finger.
"Thanks," Huey rolled his eyes at her antics and strode off.
Once he had left Juanita focused her attention on Jazmine who was unusually quiet at the moment.
"What's eating you?" she asked.
"I talked to the police today," she said quietly.
Juanita perked up "Yeah?"
"And I think I seriously screwed up," Jazmine groaned putting her head in her hands.
"Omigosh mija what happened?" Juanita gasped slightly.
"Somehow the guy thought I did it," Jazmine shook her head. "And when I tried to tell him I didn't remember anything except seeing a man in there when I got out, he laughed at me. Said the only evidence they had of someone being there were Riley's finger prints on a bottle of liquor that started it," she finished.
"What none of this makes sense?" Juanita gave her a perplexed look.
"I know! That's the whole point! None of it makes sense. That's why I lied to him when he asked did I see him that day. I couldn't have him take the fall for something he didn't do," she explained.
"You didn't," she shook her head in disbelief.
"I did," Jazmine verified "And now he says he's gonna be watching me, Riley, and Huey,"
"Wait," Juanita held her hands up "Ok rewind, did I just hear you say Huey? Now I'm really confused. Where the hell did he come from?!"
"I don't know, but the detective seemed to know Riley had 5 warrants out for his arrest, who knows what he dug up on Huey," Jazmine said gravely.
"Does Huey know about this?!"
Jazmine's head shot up as she motioned to Juanita the 'shh' sign. "No he doesn't know yet," she whispered heatedly "And I don't want him to over hear it,"
Juanita smirked "Like he's not gonna find out anyways. This is Huey we're talking about,"
Jazmine shoulders slumped. "I know, but I'd just rather tell him myself, instead of having him overhear it or something," she sighed.
"Hmmpphh, well if you ask me, I smell some foul play going on here," Juanita tapped her chin with her finger. When Jazmine didn't answer her, to lost in her own depressing thoughts, Juanita went over and gave her a hug. One that didn't squeeze the life out of her or smother her to Jazmine's surprise.
"Awww Jazmine it'll be ok," she cooed smoothing out the side of her hair, "Before you know it, all this shit will blow over, just you watch,"
"I don't know, with the fire, the nightmares, Detective Franks, not to mentione Dr. Dreadin going missing. Which reminds me, you got any scrubs I can borrow for tomorrow?" she asked gently.
"Yeah there should be some in your room in that closet," she specified.
Jazmine got up slowly and stretched her limbs as she felt Juanita staring her down from behind.
"Are you gonna be ok?" she asked finally.
"Jazmine turned and gave her a sharp look "I don't really have much of choice, now do I?" instead of waiting for her to give an answer Jazmine walked off. "Thanks again Juanita," she said behind her.
"Anytime,"
Before she even walked into the room she already knew Huey was not asleep. When Jazmine looked at him he was laying there stretched out on his back, eyes set staring at the ceiling above their head, not even acknowledging that she had entered the room.
"Hey," she mumbled quietly closing the door behind her.
"Hn," he replied noncommittally.
"I thought you were asleep," she took a minute to sit on the edge of the bed and slide her slippers off.
"Guess I wasn't that tired," he took his eyes off the ceiling and trained them toward her.
"Oh," she said flatly, standing back up.
"So what happened with the police today?" he asked evenly.
Jazmine paused subconsciously before she opened the closet door. Trying to trace any sort of discrepancy in his tone. Anything that would give away his current mood. For once she couldn't find anything. No irritation, no anger, no nothing. He actually seemed somewhat content. Can't say he will be after I tell him what happened. She thought soberly.
Mentally letting off a sigh of relief she let her guard down and continued, grabbing the door handle and swinging it open "Well let's just say…What the…AAAHHHHAAHAHHH!" Jazmine balked at the scene before her and fell backwards on her already bruised back.
Hiding in the closet was a half naked black guy clad in only a black thong, black boots, and mask over his eyes looking just scared as Jazmine .
"Man who the hell are you?!" Huey shouted moving to help Jazmine up off the floor.
"Brian nigga, who the fu…"
"What the hell's going on!" Juanita muffled busting through the door with only a night gown on, toothbrush stuck on the side of her mouth, toothpaste dribbling down her chin.
"Juanita why is there a half naked man hiding in the closet!" Huey snapped curtly while setting a still dazed Jazmine on the bed.
"Hey nigga I got a name, and it's not half naked man," Bryan interrupted in annoyance.
"Bryan shut-up. Ya'll I am so sorry, see me and that dumbass over there were sorta playing this game called hide and go get it and well he went and hid in your closet, after I told him not to," she turned and glared at an innocent looking Bryan. "But I guess I forgot he was still here after you guys came," she scratched her head.
"You know Juanita, I'm not even surprised you did that," Jazmine muttered, flopped out on the bed. "So is there somebody under the bed we should know about?" she laughed.
Juanita smacked her lips and pouted at them, "No, but if you're so damn scared go ahead and check," she rolled her neck and stuck her finger out.
"Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going back to my room, come on idiota you caused enough trouble," she yanked at Bryan's wrist and grabbed him out the room.
"Man who you calling idiota," he snatched his wrist away and rubbed it tenderly, " It was you're stupid idea to play it in the first place," he retorted treading behind her.
Jazmine sat listening to them argue all the way back to her room until her door slammed shut. Jazmine shook her head and looked at Huey. "I guess we should get used to stuff like that," she commented.
Huey had his hands behind his head, back lying on the bed as if they didn't just see a half naked man in some boots and a thong parade out of the room with Juanita. Then again it was Juanita…
"I guess," He shrugged eyeing her, "I hope you didn't think I forgot we were talking about?" he reminded.
Jazmine smiled and turn to crawl up to the head of the bed, settling at his side. "Course not, like you forget anything,"
"So…" he started.
"So it went horrible," she groaned hiding her face in the crook of his neck.
"How?" Huey managed trying not to let on that her breathing on his neck was distracting…very distracting.
"Well first of the guy…OOOOHHHHHHH!" Jazmine paused and looked toward the door.
Huey covered his eyes with his hand "Are you serious?"
"OOOOHHHHH YYYYEESSSS!!"
"I think she's pretty serious," Jazmine smirked at him
Huey removed his hand and glared at her. It was one thing to find some strange man in your closet. But now they had to listen to her moan and groan all night because she was doing God knows what (Though they both had a pretty good idea) with Bryan.
He wasn't too much of a dumbass.
"You know what, just ignore it. I still wanna know what happened today," he insisted.
"Man you're persistent. How do you expect me to ignore that?" Jazmine looked up at him in disbelief.
"Oh I don't know, why don't you tune it out like you do when I lecture you," he replied sarcastically.
"OOOOHHHH FUCCKK!!"
Jazmine winced, "Huey that's different, you tell me the same stuff all the time to the point I remembered it," she shifted uncomfortably "Plus it's not like you're moaning and groaning while you're saying, which by the way would not be attractive," she pointed out.
"OOOOHHHH OOOOOO SSHHIITT! AYYYYYEEEE PAAPPII!"
"That's beside the point Jazmine," Huey claimed sternly.
"Alright, alright you want me tell I'll tell you. But you're getting the short version," she stuck her tongue out at him.
"Thank you," he sighed in exasperation. "Now what the hell happened that was so horrible,"
"OOOOOO FUCK! YEEESSS MOTHER FUCKER YYEESSS DON'T STOP!!"
"Well Isortaliedtothedetectiveguyandnowhesaidhe'sgonnabewatchingyoumeandRiley," She blurted out in one breath.
Huey gave her a blank look and sat up straight before he spoke, "Ok let me get this straight, you lied to the police?" he couldn't believe what he just heard.
"Actually it was just one guy," Jazmine corrected nervously.
"Who gives a damn Jazmine!" He snapped glaring down at her. "What the hell did you lie for!?"
"OOOHHHH OOOOO YEEAAA PAPI HARDER DAMMNIT!!"
"I'm sorry!" she wailed, "But I didn't have much of a choice! Somehow when I told him what I knew it didn't add up, and Riley's finger prints were all over the bottle that started it…
"Jazmine,"
"And Riley has 5 warrants out for his arrest…
"Jazmine,"
"And somehow you're name got thrown in there…"
"Jazmine," Huey pulled her up, and gripped her tightly by the shoulders and she abruptly stopped rambling.
"Jazmine you need to calm down," he told her slowly.
"I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO FUCK ME HARDER DAMMNIT!!"
"OWW!! WHAT THE HELL YOU SMACK ME FOR!"
"BECAUSE YOU'RE NOT DOING IT! NOW SHUT-UP BEFORE I SMACK YOU WITH MY DILDO!"
"Evil Bitch,"
"I HEARD THAT MOTHER FUCKER!"
"AHHH MY DICK! I THINK YOU BROKE IT!"
"QUIT SOBBING LIKE A LITTLE BITCH BEFORE I REALLY HURT YOUR DICK!"
Jazmine took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. "Ok…umm the umm Detective guy…Detective Franks was his name," she started slowly "…Somehow he didn't believe me when I told him I saw someone in the place after I got out," Huey nodded at her silently to continue.
"Then he goes on to say he had no evidence of anybody being there except Riley," Huey's eyebrow twitched up, but he was still silent.
"And of course it was on a bottle of liquor that set the whole thing off," Jazmine mutterer somberly.
"So how did you end up lying?" To Jazmine's second surprise that night his voice was deep and even.
Jazmine huffed in slight irritation. "I was getting to the Huey. Anyways Detective Franks asked me did I know him. I didn't answer him, but he figured it out anyways. He told me Riley had 5 warrants out for his arrest, so when he asked did I see him that day, which I had, I told him I didn't," she finished.
Huey sighed and leaned back on the bed "I should've known something like this would happen," he said after a moment. "As crazy as it sounds, I did have a hunch, but you never really know, until you know,"
Jazmine crawled back over to his side and rested her head on his chest. "So what am I supposed to do now that he's gonna be keeping an eye out on us?" she almost sounded desperate.
Huey moved to drape the covers over them and replied lowly "You do the same thing you've been doing. From what you said it doesn't even sound like he's after you, more like using you instead,"
"So what about you and Riley?"
"I'll talk to Riley," he said shortly.
"But what about you?" she asked sleepily
"I can deal with being followed," he assured firmly "It's not hard to loose police tails," he threw an arm around her waist.
"OOOHHHH AY WHOOOO THERE YOU GO! AY DIOS MIO PAPI!! AAAHHHHHHH! SHIT!!"
"Damn and I thought she was done screaming," Huey cursed to himself
Jazmine held back a giggle, " I think she's gonna be like this all night,"
And just like she predicted neither one of them slept at all last night. And when they both confronted her in the morning she decided to play stupid, claiming she had no recollection of the previous night of hollering.
What a bunch of BS
Either way it would be another day of work after another sleepless night. Supposedly the hospital hurried up and replaced her with somebody else. A tall black woman named Dr. Ruthie Sheen. She was friendly, but serious, oldest of 5 brothers and sisters, mother of one baby girl, and to Jazmine's knowledge she was still happily married. But that was only what she heard. She seemed nice enough but she hadn't actually met her, much less talked to her.
Jazmine stifled a yawn while she walked slowly through halls doing her rounds. Two cups of coffee and she was still feeling sluggish, not to mention her back was still healing up. She had just made it to her last room when she nearly ran into none other then Dr. Sheen.
"Omigosh I am so sorry," Jazmine apologized trying to steady the stack of folders in her hand.
Dr. Sheen looked a bit frazzled but smiled nonetheless, "It's ok, "she assured "We can't be perfect all the time. Dr. Sheen stopped and took a good look at her again, "I'm sorry but I don't think we've met,"
"Oh My name is Jazmine!" she blurted quickly shaking her outstretched hand, "Jazmine Dubois, I.. I'm a 1st year resident," she stammered slightly.
Dr. Sheen nodded in understanding, "Ahhh a first year eh? So you've been here most of the year right?" she asked suddenly.
Jazmine nodded slowly, "Yea that's right,"
Dr. Sheen leaned forward and lowered her voice an octave or two, "You mind telling me what happened to the previous head doctor?" she asked.
Jazmine's eyebrows shot up in astonishment, but before she could say anything Dr. Sheen continued, "I transferred in from out of town and well, they didn't really tell me much except that she just left," she shrugged.
Jazmine gave her a sympathetic look, "I wish I could tell you more. But I don't know myself. All I know is that she disappeared a few days ago and no one has seen her since,"
Dr. Sheen stood up straight and frowned to herself. "Really? That doesn't make sense at all. And nobody questioned it?" she asked in utter disbelief.
Jazmine shook her head, "Not that I know of. I mean sure there was speculation, but they didn't do anything about it but throw a party," she explained.
"So the rumor is true, was she that mean?"
"Yes," Jazmine nodded sadly,"Yes she was,"
Dr. Sheen's eyes widened a bit, "Well…beep, beep, beep," Dr. Sheen looked down out her trouser, and snatched her pager up taking a closer look at it. " Dammnit, I gotta go I told them to page me if a certain patient goes into heart failure!" she took off down the hallway, "It was nice talking to you!" she called behind her.
Jazmine gave a little wave, though she was long gone, "Yea, you to," she mumbled to herself.
Jazmine didn't know what to think of their brief conversation. If anything it was completely spontaneous and not anything she was expecting. She guessed it was just from Dr. Dreadin being a bitch for so long, none of them were used to anyone being friendly. But whatever the case was, she hoped Dr. Sheen stayed around for a long time, cause God knows they needed her.
If stuff seems rushed or what not, it's cause I'm sorta pressed for time, so sorry. It took me alot of might not bust out laughing on Juanita's part. The girl is....whoo, she just took up a life of her own, that's all I can say really. Oh and poor Brian *shakes head* I know the police thing might not make sense now, but it will ;)
Anyways reviews are always appreciated folks :D
