Her long lashes lifted as she opened her beaming green eyes to see airy curtains, dancing in the gentle breeze that was coming from the window. She sat up slowly, on the king-size four poster canopy bed that was surrounded by thick silk curtains. She opened the curtain from the bed and looked around to examine the room, it was stunning. The walls were designed in a vintage decor and above the center of the room, featured a glowing crystal chandelier.
"Where am I?" She whispered slowly, standing up, as she stood, she felt like her head was banged by a hammer and her ears ring loudly. "Ah," she moaned in pain, holding her ears. "What happened last night? She asked herself as she noticed her wrists were wrapped in a bandage.
Something happened, but she couldn't remember.
She felt weak and her whole body was aching. She glanced at the bathroom, walked in, and dropped the green towel that was hugging her body, and hopped inside to take a hot shower.
"YOU WHAT!" Amelia shouted angrily, throwing a lamp at Huey. "How could you bring that whore in our home!
Huey used his fast reflexes to duck from the flying lamp " Amelia, calm the hell down" He said trying to approach her, but she turned away from him.
"How could you? You know how much I despise that woman!" She said, knocking her hair products from the vanity.
"Stop!" Huey shouted, grabbing Amelia by her arms to look up at him " Listen to me, Caesar brought her here because she was in danger and I wasn't going to leave her out there to die," He explained.
Amelia rolled her eyes and smacked her teeth loudly,
"Why couldn't he take her to the hospital or his place?!" She questioned, folding her arms. "And what do you mean in danger? Everything she does can put her in danger" She snapped.
"I don't really know what happened to her but I think she," He paused and sigh, "I think she was drugged and raped." It killed him to picture her being sexually assaulted by some rich pervert. He felt his body heat up with rage.
"Uh, so She's not a whore, now she's a rape victim?" Amelia asked in disbelief "Whatever, you actually expect me to believe that lie, come on drugged? She tried to overdose, so if she was drugged she did that on her own!" She shouted, raising her hands in the air.
"She had bruises on her body!" Huey protested, feeling more angry talking about it.
"Maybe she likes it rough in bed, you should ask Caesar, he did screw her recklessly!" She shouted, letting out a wicked laugh.
He hated when she mentioned Ceaser and Jazmine being intimate, it made him want to kill Caesar, he didn't want to kill him anymore, he just wanted Jazmine back. Huey took a deep breath and sat down on the bed with his hands on his face in frustration. He rubbed his face roughly and gripped his afro.
Amelia stood in front of him and watched her husband stress. She didn't want to stress him out, but she's just so angry. She doesn't think she can look at Jazmine without wanting to rip her face off.
She hated Jazmine with a passion because she was always in the way of her and Huey's happiness. Every time someone mentioned Jazmine's name, her Huey would start acting distant towards her.
She sighs "When will she leave?" Amelia asked. She didn't want to fight anymore.
"I don't know," Huey said, still rubbing his face. Huey didn't know when she would leave, he hoped she would never leave, but he knew that it would only upset Amelia, and he didn't want to upset the baby.
He heard her sigh again then she sat next to him and rubbed his back.
Damn, Jazmine used to do that, except she used to massage his back and arms while nibbling on his ear and kissing his neck.
"I want her gone by Monday," She said, standing up to take a bath.
I don't want Jazmine here at all, but I will allow it for now, as long as that whore stays away from my man She thought.
"It's only till Monday," she told herself as she took her morning bath.
"What am I supposed to do?"He said out loud. He didn't want Jazmine to have to leave so she would run back to her husband, who probably was the one that hurt her last night. He wanted to protect her.
He heard a knock on the door, it must be Isabella he thought.
"Come in," Huey said calmly.
"Manuel?"
Out of place, out of space & time
Wide awake out of papers, I am
Not okay, I am out my mind
His eyes widened when he saw Jazmine walk in the room with nothing but a green towel on, her long curly hair dripping all over the place. She looked like she was surprised to see him, her eyes were wide open with fear
"Jazmine," Huey said standing up.
She backed up into the door roughly
"Stay away from me!" Jazmine shouted, as her body shook in fear.
Huey walked closer to her and gently grabbed her shoulders.
"Jazmine! It's me, Huey, ''he said calmly, touching her wet hair. "I'm not going to let him hurt you again, I promise," He said, kissing her forehead gently.
"Ah! stop!" She screamed loudly "leave me alone, please, I want to go home!" She said, sliding her body down to the floor, placing her knees to her chest and wrapping her hands around them as she cried loudly.
Amelia turned off the water and sat quietly in her bubble bath. After about 5 minutes, she heard a high pitched scream coming from inside her and Huey's bedroom.
"Ah! stop!
"Leave me alone!"
"Who the hell is-" Amelia said, but stop her sentence when she heard her husband
"Jazmine! Please, it's me, Huey" He said gently.
Jazmine? Oh hell no! That bitch better stay away from my man! She got up quickly, dried herself, and slipped on her bathrobe.
"Don't touch me!" Jazmine shouted, holding her chest so her towel wouldn't fall."Please, go away" tears were rushing down her cheeks in a fast pace.
Broken promise of
everything That I thought you were
Thought you said this would never hurt,
That's what it did
Huey looked at his ex lover shocked at her actions. She was crying and screaming and pleading him to leave her alone as if he was some type of stranger ready to murder her. Her eyes implied that she was terrified and her body was shaking in fear.
Usually, when something bad happens to Jazmine, she instantly runs to Huey with open arms, but now she's backed against the door like he was walking fire.
He felt his heart tearing apart. Why was she doing this to him? He walked closer to her and grabbed her chin to lift her head, but she was hitting him and screaming
"Stop! Stop! Please!" She pleaded. she was sobbing uncontrollably.
It hurt him to see her this way.
"Jazmine, stop fighting with me" Huey pleaded weakly, his heart breaking. He never showed weakness in front of others, but seeing Jazmine like this tore him to pieces.
"I never stop loving you," He said, leaning his forehead against hers "I love you so much," He closed his eyes,
She stopped crying and looked into his pleading wine eyes.
Please don't go
How could you not need me no more?
I don't get it You're the only thing that I love
You're the only thing that I want
You're the only reason The only reason
"I don't know who you are, I don't know you," she said repeatedly, pushing him away.
"What?" Huey said, devastated by her words.
"I don't love you, how could I love a stranger?" She explained.
Just before Huey could say another word Amelia came out of the bathroom.
"Woah, Woah! What the hell is going on here!?" She shouted, looking at her husband, who had turned his face away from them. He was looking at the wall for some reason. Jazmine desperately came running to her with nothing but a damn towel on, wetting the damn floors with her damn hair.
Why every time I see this bitch she hardly has clothes on? Amelia thought, shaking her head as a crying Jazmine approached her.
"Please, help me, hiccup',' ' Jazmine said as she did that annoying ass hiccup thing. " Please, this..hiccup! man..hiccup! Kidnap me.. hiccup!" she cried, grabbing Amelia's arms.
This man? Wait, did she forget Huey? How so? She asked herself but she didn't care because inside she was smiling like kool-aid right now.
"What man? him?" Amelia asked, pointing at Huey, who still had his back turned, staring at the wall. She had to be sure.
Jazmine nodded.
"Okay, so you don't know who he is at all," she asked, looking closely at Jazmine, who looked like her head hurt from crying too hard. " You don't know Huey freeman?, does Huey..Freeman, ring any bells?" Amelia added slowly.
"I never met him in my life" Jazmine replied, looking like she was thinking. " Oh yeah, there was a time at the ball, yes, I remember seeing him!, but I don't know him at all," she said honestly.
Amelia looked at her husband, who was in the same position, still staring at the wall. She couldn't see his face, but she could tell he was hurting because his shoulders were tensed up and he didn't move a soul.
"Please, make him go away, help me find my husband!" Jazmine pleaded desperately.
Of course, I would love to Jazmine, that's the best thing I heard today, Amelia thought.
" Okay, I can't help you with anything until you put some damn clothes on!"Amelia said, annoyed that Jazmine was still soaked in a towel. "Sit, I'll find you something to wear," Amelia said, looking through her closet.
"C-c-can you make him leave?" Jazmine said nervously, referring to Huey.
"Um?"Amelia said, trying to find a way to tell her husband to get the hell out of the room. But before she could say anything Huey walked out of the room abruptly.
Jazmine exhaled deeply and let out a huge sigh of relief. She looked more relaxed and comfortable.
Amelia smiled widely as thoughts ran through her mind.
I can't believe she doesn't remember him!
And out of all people, she came running to me?
Wow, I'll definitely use this to my advantage.
"I wanna be drunk when I wake up
On the right side of the wrong bed
And never an excuse I made up
Tell you the truth I hate What didn't kill me,
It never made me stronger at all Love will scar your make up"
Huey was standing outside his mansion with a large bottle of LaVieille Bon Secours, and it was half way gone. He didn't care how drunk he would get, he wanted the pain to go away.
She didn't remember him, how could she forget 12 years of all the memories they shared. The moments when they would kiss and laugh, the times when they would make love under the dark skies, and the moments they would fight, but then make up again. The long days and nights they spend enjoying each other's company. He couldn't believe she could forget.
"I'm sat here wishing I was sober
I know I'll never hold you like I used to
But a house gets cold when you cut the heating
Without you to hold I'll be freezing
Can't rely on my heart to beat in
'Cause you take parts of it every evening
Take words out of my mouth just from breathing
Replace with phrases like 'when you leaving me?
Why did she forget him but still remember her husband, who beats and rapes her, he didn't know if that was true but from the looks of things that how he seen it. When she was his woman he never let any man hurt her, and he never put his hands on her.
"I don't know you who you are!"
"I don't know you!"
"I don't love you!"
"How could I love a stranger!"
Those words killed his soul.
I wanna hold your heart in both hands
Not watch it fizzle at the bottom of a Coke can
And I got no plans for the weekend, so should we speak then?
Keep it between friends
Though I know you'll never love me like you used to
Caesar arrived at Huey's mansion and entered the gates that were already opened for him to drive past. As he drove up, he spotted a drunk Huey who was wandering in the street with a bottle of liquor in his hand.
And you don't hold me anymore
on cold days Coldplay's out like the band's name
I know I can't heal things with a hand shake
you know I can't change as I began saying
You cut me wide open like landscape
Open bottle of beer but never champagne
To appluad you with the sound that my hands make.
Deja vu hit him as he hopped out of his car and walked up to his ex-best friend.
"Oh, thereeere you are, where tha fuck yah been at?" Huey said, lifting his head up.
Caesar almost forgot that Huey sounded and acted like Riley when he was drunk.
Should I, should I
Maybe I'll get drunk again
I'll be drunk again
To feel a little love.
Caesar stood silently.
"I was lookin for yah bitch ass " Huey said, throwing his bottle of liquor on the lawn. "So you knew?" Huey asked, placing one of his hand on Caesar's shoulder
"Knew what exactly?"Ceaser asked, shrugging his shoulders.
"Don't play dumb nigga" Huey shouted, pointing at Ceaser's forehead. " You know what the fuck am talking bout" He said, folding his arms.
Before Ceaser can speak, Huey spoke again
"Jazz, don't remember who me?, Huey freeman, she ain't no?, the only nigga that used to play tea party with her and that ungrateful ass bitch," Huey said, referring to Jazmine childhood doll.
"What was DAT bitch name again?" Huey asked, rubbing his chin ."Oh yea, Mrs. Wellington, yes DAT bitch!"
Caesar tried to respond but was interrupted by Huey
"Or, the times I give her long ass piggy back rides when her legs hurt"
"Hue-" Caesar tried again
"How bout when I used to dick her down, up there on the hilltop"Huey said angrily, pointing to the invisible hilltop.Shell remember me then!"
"Um-" once again Caesar tried.
"Or the times I watch them gay ass Disney movies with hee with the flying spaghetti balls coming out the clouds an shit!" He explained, putting his hands in the air. " What kind shit is that! Raining big macs and spaghetti o's"
Ceaser watched as Huey continued to explain how dumb the movie "A Cloudy Chance of Meatballs" were to him.
Caesar hated drunk Huey, he couldn't get anything out of him so he figured he'd wait till he's sober.
He walked inside Huey's mansion and spotted Isabella.
"Um, Miss, Could you look after Freeman over there," He said, pointing to Huey, who thought he was drowning in the grass. "He's drunk, I don't want him to do something he might regret," Caesar explained.
"I know what you mean, don't worry muchacho, I'll handle it," Isabella said as she went to go bring Huey inside. She dealt with a drunk Huey before, so she knew exactly how to keep him calm. She felt like she was his mother sometimes or maybe it was because she saw him like a son.
Caesar nodded and headed upstairs to find Jazmine.
Amelia was looking through her closet full of clothes, but she couldn't find anything for Jazmine to wear. They were either too sexy or something she didn't want Jasmine's whore ass wearing. Finally, she found a simple silk gown and threw it to Jazmine, who quickly and carelessly dropped her towel in front of her and slipped on the nightgown.
Jazmine was only 5'5 in height while Amelia stood a tall 5'10 so the gown was too long on Jazmine, but it hugged Jasmine's curves tightly, Too tight she thought.
She felt jealous staring at Jazmine who gained back her confidence as she tied knots on the top of the gown so it could fit her perfectly.
She watched as Jazmine stared at her own ass in the mirror and placed her hair in a bun with two curly strands in the front. She looked amazing even when Amelia tried her hardest to find the ugliest outfit.
She envies her.
"So, let me explain this to you," Amelia said, walking towards Jazmine who was posing in the mirror like a conceited bitch. "Huey Freeman is not your kidnapper, he's my husband, so I don't need you running to the police about that" Amelia said as Jazmine nodded her head, still checking herself out.
Amelia rolled her eyes and clapped her hands together
"Good! By the way, my husband has you under his wing because you were too busy getting drugged up, so I expect you to appreciate that, however, you must stay away from my husband at all times", Amelia warned, walking a couple steps closer to Jazmine's face.
" Because, of course, honey, he's my man and you see this," Amelia said, showing Jazmine her pregnant tummy " this is his baby I'm carrying," Amelia said proudly.
Jazmine didn't nod her head this time, she frowned."Listen, I just need to speak with my husband," Jazmine said, placing her hands on her hips.
"Oh, so he could pick your ass up? Sure!" Amelia said cheerily, passing Jazmine the home phone.
"Thank you," Jazmine said politely, walking out the room and dialing her husband's number.
She stood in the hall and waited for the phone to ring, but the phone was suddenly snatched from her hands by no one other than Caesar.
Jazmine gasped " ugh! it's you again!" She shouted, walking past him," Don't you ever get tired of stalking me?" She snapped.
Caesar grabbed her arm and twisted her body around so that she was facing him.
"Who the hell were you calling?" He asked in a serious tone.
"None of your damn business!" She shouted, yanking her arm roughly. The motion made her sore wrist hurt, but she didn't care, she was tired of being around these people that wouldn't leave her alone.
"Jazmine, you tried to call your husband didn't you?" Caesar said, following her as she walked back to the guest room.
She didn't respond.
Caesar blew His breath loudly and grabbed her by her face forcing her to look at him. "Listen Jazmine, last night you got drunk and I tried to protect you, but your husband yanked you from my arms'' he sigh deeply and continued, "about a hour later I found you naked and bruised on a bed and I took you here to Huey freeman, who helped me save your life.
He rubbed her shoulders softly as he spoke again " I know you want to speak with your husband because he's the only one you can remember, but Huey Freeman cares deeply for you, that man is out there drinking his heart out because you can't remember him" He explained " so stop acting like he's going hurt you because I promise you , he won't hurt the woman he loves" He said.
Tears were rolling down her face
"Why are you doing this, why do you care so much?" She asked.
Because, I love you too Ceaser thought.
" Because once, when I was ready to end my life this sweet strawberry mulatto saved my life and now it's my turn to save hers," Caesar said, softly.
" I- I just feel so lost" she whispered, hugging him tightly and crying in his arms.
" I know, it's going to be alright," Caesar whispered softly, kissing her head as he held her tightly. " I'm here for you, let it out"
Jazmine closed her eyes as something flash in her mind
"Jazzy?"
She looked up to him, her eyes were red and puffy, and her hair was soaked.
"H-he,h-he's, g-gone" she sobbed, pulling her hair roughly.
"Hey hey hey," he said, grabbing her tiny arms and pulling her into his chest. "I'm here for you, it's okay to cry, let it out," He said softly, rubbing her wet hair.
Jazmine cried as the song played and Ceaser grabbed the bowl of ice cream and placed it on the dresser, and wrapped his arms around Jazmine protectively.
"H-he..d-doesnt..l-love..m-me..anymore,"she said, sobbing loudly" he's always with her"
"Listen to me Jazmine!" He shouted, forcing her to stare at him."don't you ever say that no one loves you because I love you!" He revealed.
Her eyes widened in shock but before she could speak again, his lips were smashing into hers. Her body trembled nervously as he deepened the kiss.
Jazmine's eyes shot open as Caesar continued to hold her in his arms, rubbing her back softly.
"Michael?" she asked, looking up at him.
"Yes, it's me jazzy, Michael Cease-" he tried but was interrupted by Jazmine's soft lips smashing into his. He was in shock, but soon he was kissing Jazmine back, holding her waist tightly.
I put a spell on you 'Cause you're mine
You better stop the things you do
I ain't lyin'No, I ain't lyin'
You know I can't stand it
You're runnin' around
You know better daddy
I can't stand it cause you put me down Oh oh"
He wanted to stop kissing her, But the taste of her tongue put a spell on him, he couldn't help himself.
Amelia smiled as she saved the video of Caesar and Jazmine kissing on her phone. She even captured Ceaser touching her ass.
"Ooo! wait till I show Huey this" She laughed excitedly.
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