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'Ugh my head,' Jazmine thought to herself as she slowly tried to lift her arms to put her hand on her head to cover the ache. Her eyes shot open when she realized that she couldn't move her arms. She looked down and saw that not only were her arms tied to a chair but so were her legs.
She began to pull at her restraints to test their strength.
"There is no point in trying to escape. You won't leave unless I let you leave." Emmanuel walked into the room slowly and circled Jazmine's chair. He bent down to whisper in her ear.
"This could have all been avoided if you would have just stayed in your place." Jazmine jerked her head away from his lips when he tried to brush them against her cheek.
Emmanuel chuckled and came to stand in front of her. Jazmine glared up at him
"You know you are so defiant. I thought this time around things would have been easy. You give off this appearance of submissiveness but you are far from it," he chuckled again, "very far from it. I was going to leave you alone at first but then I thought to myself, 'hmm I'm kind of bored. It'll be fun to break her.' You didn't have any self confidence and you didn't have any friends."
While Emmanuel was talking, Jazmine began looking around the room. There was not much in front of her. A floor lamp, two chairs, the door that Emmanuel had just come in and two doors to her right. It looked like an office space from what she could see.
She was about to turn her head to look behind her when Emmanuel grabbed her chin and jerked her head to face him again.
"You see! The Jazmine that I had been watching for months would have never been this defiant and disobedient. You won't even look at me when I'm talking to you."
"Wait, what do you mean watching me for months? Cindy set me and you up. You didn't approach me."
"Oh trust me, I do my research. Your only friend in school was Cindy, you don't really talk to anyone else and you were pining after Huey Freeman who I thought wanted nothing to do with you. Then when I showed up to the party late on purpose to really put your confidence to the test I just knew I could break you down and rebuild you into the girl I wanted you to be when you accepted my half ass apology."
Emmanuel sighed and kicked at the chair Jazmine was sitting in causing it to rock backwards before settling back into place.
"But, then The. Very. Next. Day. I come to your house with flowers to start my process of getting you to fall in love with me and guess who's on your doorstep," He paused for dramatic effect,
"Huey fucking Freeman. Then it was just a downwards spiral from their I tried everything to get my plan back on track," Emmanuel began pacing the room in front of her with every sentence
"I tried to fight him for you. You didn't like that. I tried to apologize with flowers and food. You didn't like that. I tried blowing your phone up with texts and phone calls. Your ungrateful ass didn't even respond to those."
He stopped pacing and stood in front of her again. "Then I get a message from you saying that things aren't working out and you want to end it now before things get serious. Little did you know," He tapped her nose with his finger, "Things were already serious. Lucky for you Tonya was causing all kinds of trouble for me in Virginia. That stupid bitch. She couldn't just take the money and shut the fuck up. Nooo. She had to get a lawyer and tell everyone everything that I had 'allegedly' done to her. It's not my fault she couldn't take a beating like a real woman."
"Oh my God, I'm not the first girl you've done this to, am I?"
Emmanuel laughed, "See there you go again with all this confidence that Freeman gave you. I hate to break it to you Jazmine but you're not special. You were just going to be another addition to my collection."
"Collection of what?"
"Girls! Women! Females that I have broken down to my will. You see Jazmine, I'm not even originally from Virginia. I'm from Indiana. I had about ten or fifteen girls that I had broken down just like I plan on doing to you. Unfortunately, one of the girls escaped and broke free and it became this whole thing. I was able to pay them all off but, my name was tarnished in the midwest. So I moved to the east coast to start fresh. But, there is something about you east coast women. I've only successfully gotten one of you and you're my third try. The second one, I had to let that bitch go because she was just too much. My boys on the football team actually tried to warn me about her crazy ass."
"You mean you got someone from our school?"
"Yeah Kim Masters. The problem with her was she wanted to be the only one and I can't have just one girl now can I, Jazmine?"
Emmanuel leaned down and began to lick the side of her cheek. Jazmine tried to scoot away from him but this only made him angry and he shoved her chair back and this time she did fall back onto the floor.
Jazmine winced upon impact as she felt the chair crack against the force in some places.
"Jazmine, Jazmine, Jazmine. You're going to make me do this the hard way," Emmanuel kicked her in the stomach causing her to curl up as best she could, "but I like it the hard way."
Emmanuel laughed as he left the room. Leaving Jazmine on the floor.
"I just can't think of where he could have possibly taken Jazmine," Cindy said as she slumped down in one of the chairs in Huey's room.
It wasn't long after Huey's call to Caesar that both him and Cindy showed up on his doorstep with different ideas and plans of action. Unfortunately none of these plans had shown good results.
Their first thought was that Emmanuel had taken Jazmine back to the school and had her in a janitor's closet or in an empty classroom.
Cindy had just gotten off the phone with the people on the team with her and they said they had searched the whole school and there was no sign of them anywhere and they hadn't seen Emmanuel since he had left the school earlier.
Caesar and Huey were both doing their research on Emmanuel to see if they could find out any more information on him and to see if there were places that he frequented often that he could have possibly taken her. They hadn't found much but they didn't stop searching.
Caesar had also called his cousin from Virginia to ask her to look into Emmanuel harder to see if she could find anything that could help them find Jazmine. She said she was going to get back to him when she had some good information but he hadn't heard anything from her yet.
BAM
Everyone sat up to stare at the door to the room that Riley had just burst into. He had been tasked with going to Emmanuel's house on the off chance that he had her in a basement or attic type scenario.
"Y'all ready to hear what just happened at this creepy nigga house.
*Flashback*
Riley rang the doorbell and stepped back when he heard footsteps approaching.
A short, african american woman with her hair up in a bun answered the door. She looked Riley up and down slowly.
"Hello, how can I help you?"
"Yeah I'm one of Emmanuel's friends from school. Is he home right now?"
"No, he's not. But, I'll be sure to tell him you stopped by," She began closing the door.
"Wait," RIley put his hand on the door to stop her from closing it, she flinched back but quickly regained her composure and raised an eyebrow at him.
"Um, Emmanuel told me to stop by because he borrowed my, um, textbook from school. Would you mind if I just went up in his room to look for it. I need it for some homework tonight."
The woman sighed, "I guess that would be okay. You can follow me."
The woman, who Riley assumed to be Emmanuel's mother, gestured for him to come inside. She closed and locked the door behind him.
Riley looked around the house as he followed Emmanuel's mom up the stairs.
'This nigga got money money.'
Riley could tell by the paintings on the wall that they were done by a professional and just the size of them said that they cost a fortune. There was a big chandelier hanging in the foyer and besides Emmanuel's there looked to be about four other bedrooms.
Riley stopped at the door that Emmanuel's mom had just opened and peered inside.
"Well, this is Ch-, I mean Emmanuel's room. You can look around and see if you can find it."
Riley stepped into the room and looked around. The bedroom was just as amazing as the rest of the house. He turned around and saw that the Mom was still standing there and gave her a tense smile.
'Guess I won't be doing a whole lot of investigating.'
Riley approached the desk and started moving some of the books on it around. He saw a brochure labeled C.B enterprises and quickly stuck it in one of the textbooks on the desk.
"Got it! Hey, thanks for letting me come up here. I'll show myself out."
*End Flashback*
"That's what happened and then I ran back here."
"Let me see that brochure," Huey said, rolling his chair back towards Riley. Riley handed it to him and he rolled back to his desktop. He started to read the inside before he began to type again.
"You sure she wasn't just lying," Cindy asked, "She sounds sketchy as helI and I mean, his car could've been in the garage and Jazmine could have been in a basement or something."
"Nah, I looked around the house some more before I left and I didn't see a door to any basement and the garage had been converted into a workshop so there was nowhere that he could have been hiding his car. And I know his car when I see it, trust me."
"Hey, guys. I just looked up C.B. enterprises and they have an office in the city. It's in one of those high rise buildings that holds a different company every few floors. I can't figure out what exactly it is that they do but I can keep looking on the way. If Jazmine is going to be anywhere I think this is the best place for us to look. You mind driving Cindy?"
"Yeah, no problem," Cindy grabbed her keys from off of Huey's desk and the guys all followed her out into her truck.
Huey hadn't said much since they had started looking for Jazmine. His first instinct had been to tear the city apart looking for her.
It had taken Caesar, Cindy AND Riley to get him to calm down and see reason. He knew it wasn't logical to go driving around the city with no sure location but when it came to Jazmine all logic and reason went out the door.
He looked out the window as Cindy drove toward the city.
Jazmine, please be okay. I'm coming for you.
It had been about five minutes since Emmanuel had the room. She was still lying on the floor in the same position that he had left her in. It was a mix of fear and the pain in her stomach that kept her laying in the spot without moving. Jazmine was in full on shock as to how crazy this nigga was.
I have to get the FUCK out of here.
Jazmine began to look around the room and winced at the pain in her stomach. It wasn't unbearable so she knew he hadn't broken anything but it would probably leave a nasty bruise. She turned her head and like she had assumed she was in an office, there was a desk behind her and a huge wall made of windows.
There was no way for her to see out of the window because it looked like Emmanuel had pulled some kind of shade down.
"Alright, Jazmine. Let's try to at least roll towards the window," she said to herself trying to give herself a pep talk.
Jazmine started to rock in the chair to try and make it roll over but stopped when she got a stabbing pain in her wrist.
"Fuck!" She took a sharp inhale of breath to try to get the pain off her mind. She didn't want to scream out because she didn't want to antagonize Emmanuel anymore. There was no telling who he had working with him and how close they were to the room she was in.
Jazmine stretched out her fingers to see what had stabbed her in the wrist.
Yes!
Apparently when Emmanuel had knocked her down the cracking noise she heard was a piece of the back of her chair breaking. She knew if she could get her arms in the right position then she could cut the rope with the broken chair piece.
Jazmine grabbed the splintered wood with her left hand and started moving the rope against it in a sawing motion with her right.
It was about five minutes before she felt the rope giving any type of indication that it could break. When she finally got her hands free she checked her wrist to see how bad the cut was.
It wasn't super deep but it was still burning.
Alright, next up my feet.
Jazmine pulled herself closer to the desk to try and look for some scissors or a box cutter or something she could cut the rope with. There wasn't for her to break off the chair piece so this was the next best thing. She didn't want to risk trying to get up and falling and hurting herself more or drawing unwanted attention to the room.
She extended her neck to try to get a better view of what was on the desk. Aha! She spotted a pencil holder and started to reach for it. She miscalculated her reach and knocked the pencil holder over to the other side of the desk.
Oh my God! Jazmine rubbed her hands down her face in frustration. She started to make her way around the desk and immediately spotted scissors. She had never wanted anything more in her life than she wanted these scissors right now. She reached out and grabbed them and using the same sawing method cut her feet free from the ropes.
Jazmine shook out her ankles and slowly used the edge of the desk to get up.
Alright. Next steps, next steps, next steps. Shit... what should I do now. She hadn't come up with a full plan. She was taking this thing one step at a time. It's not like she was super experienced in being kidnapped and would immediately know what to do.
While she was thinking about what she would do next she walked over to the window and moved the shade out of the way so she could look out and at least get an idea as to where she was. There was not much to see looking straight ahead so she knew she had to be on a top floor.
If jumping out the window was a thought before it sure as hell isn't a thought now.
She looked down towards the ground and was at least able to see that she was in uptown Woodcrest. In what looked like the middle of the city. She couldn't find anything else to pinpoint exactly where this building was but that would be good enough.
If he hadn't have take my phone I could make a call-
Jazmine spun around at the thought and looked towards the desk and lo and behold there was a phone. I'm so stupid. She picked the phone up and was about to call 911 but quickly thought better of it.
If I call 911 and I'm this high up in the building Emmanuel would have plenty of time to take me to another secure location. They'll have to stop at the front desk first.
Jazmine didn't know how much power this man had but based off of what he had told her she wanted him to keep underestimating her and not the other way around.
Jazmine tried to think of who else she could call. She could call one of her parents but they were at work and they usually didn't pick up unknown numbers.
Wait! She smacked herself in the forehead and started dialing Huey's number. I was with him before Emmanuel kidnapped me so he has to be looking for me now!
The phone rang twice before she heard a husky, "Hello"
"Oh my gosh, Huey, thank God!"
"Jazmine! Where are you?!"
"Emmanuel hit me in the head and dragged me to some office building in the middle of the city."
"Cindy, keep driving we're headed to the right place. Jazmine said she's locked in an office building," Huey said to Cindy before talking to Jazmine again, "Jazmine we're on the way to you."
"He's crazy, Huey. I'm on one of the top floors of the building it looks like. But, there is actually something wrong with Emmanuel, Huey. I - "
"Well that isn't very nice."
Jazmine dropped the phone and looked at the door. Emmanuel was standing in the doorway and He. Looked. Pissed.
"Jazmine? Jazmine? Jazmine!"
She could hear Huey yelling her name from the phone but she was frozen with fear from the look Emmanuel was giving her.
"You just want to keep doing this the hard way, huh?"
A/N: Hello Hello Hello, I'm feeling super great about this chapter. I think it's one of my best one's yet. Tbh my intention was to get everything with Emmanuel out in this chapter and have 30 be my last chapter but we all know that shit wasn't gone happen. Lmao.
Thank you all for the reviews. I do read them I love them. I get excited when I get an email about them. I appreciate every single review I wish I could reply to them on the review but whatever. I would respond to them in my author's note but these things already be dumb long because I talk too damn much. Lol. Anyways… Please review! Please!