A/N: Hey everyone! First of all I want to sincerely apologize for my inexplicably abrupt absence!

As you all know I've been really busy with school work and exams, and recently a close family-friend of mine was hospitalized. So not only has that taken over a lot of my time but not too long ago I – myself was pretty sick with a really bad cold!

Long story short I missed a week of school because of it and you guys can only imagine the Hell I came back to! I swear it was like the teachers thought I decided to just get sick, and not come to school willingly. It was crazy and I had piles of makeup work to do.

But anyways that is beside the point! I want to give a big and warm shout out to: AladdinJasmine100, Random Reader, mostamaziing, and Guest for reviewing! You guys are the absolute best and I cannot thank you enough for reviewing!

I also want to thank my dear readers for actually reading my story, and I once again apologize for the delay!

Oh and before I forget I should also mention that due to the increase in poll results – which is still very much open – I've decided to include actual SMUT in this story!

Now I'm warning you all right now that it may suck, considering this is my first time actually ever writing smut but I will try my best nonetheless. This is my first ever M rated story, so you guys can only imagine lol.

Anyways without further ado – enjoy chapter 13…

Chapter 13: The Day Hope Died

"Jasmine you got to wake up! Please say something? At least let me know you're still here with me," Aladdin was growing frustrated as he tried everything to get a reaction out of his beloved Jasmine.

It had been two weeks already, and she hadn't even looked at the food he had left her. Let alone actually eat any of it. She would simply lie on the ground, staring up at the ceiling.

From time to time she would start crying. Some nights she would sob and sob until her eyes were bloodshot red.

Aladdin had tried everything. He would speak to her – she never spoke back. He would kiss her – she never kissed him back. One night he even tried making love to her but when he realized how emotionless she was, he stopped himself almost immediately.

He missed seeing her smile, he missed hearing her laugh. He missed seeing the way her face lit, or the way she looked at him whenever they made love.

She was a ghost now though and Aladdin hated every moment of it. The only time he would ever get any emotion out of her was at night, when she sobbed - he would lie down next to her and she would take comfort in this.

Aladdin kept her close. She understood this. She was comfortable with this. She knew she would always be the safest she could be with him.

And yet she never said a word to him. It had been weeks since she had last left the hideout. It was like living with a corpse of some kind…never did she ever move or speak.

She was gone…

And who was to blame for that? Who was to blame for her disappearance? Jafar of course! If it hadn't been for him – her mother would have never been murder, and Jasmine wouldn't be where she was now.

But then again if her mother hadn't been murder who knows what type of princess Jasmine would have grown up to be? If she hadn't been murdered then perhaps Jasmine and him would have never met?

Therefore perhaps all of this happened for a – no! He shook his head at the thought, mentally scolding himself for being so selfish.

He looked down at his wife with kind eyes. Aladdin softly cupped her face in his hands before placing a tender kiss on her forehead. He spoke in a hushed tone, it was barely an inaudible whisper, "Please come back to me…please Jasmine?"

His eyes began to get watery with tears as he pulled her close. All she did was blink – she did not say word or make a sound. He hugged her tightly; his voice grew shaky as he began to beg for her return, "I-I need you J-Jasmine? W-We promised each other forever, remember? P-Please come back to me?"

However no such thing happened. All Jasmine did was emotionlessly stare up at the ceiling, watching as the world around her slowly continued to lose its meaning.

There was no color…

There was no reason for going on…

There was no hope…

OoooooooooooooooooooooooO

Rosemary woke up that morning, a soft smile gracing her features as she got out of bed before gracefully stretching her arms as a tired yawn escaped her lips.

It had been two weeks since she had moved in with Chad and his sister, and so far she loved every moment of it. They treated her just like family, correction – they treated her like she mattered.

And that meant more to her then anything in the world. It was something her, own father never even did. Not only had he kicked her out of her own home but he also left her poor as a peasant.

"Not a single coin to your name," she thought bitterly as she fixed her hair into a neat ponytail before placing a few strands of loose hair behind her ear. She looked at her own reflection, beaming at how simple her life was turning out to be.

Her hunger for revenge had long subsided since her time spent with Chad. Part of her was glad she was starting to start anew but another part of her, a part which was still hurt from all the pain she had been forced to endure - hated her new lifestyle.

From time to time she considered going out and killing Aladdin and Jasmine herself but then she remembered - she didn't want them just dead. She wanted to make them suffer; she wanted to see them miserable and hopeless.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door, and Rosemary turned her head to the side before grinning brightly. She made sure to speak in her sing-song voice, a tone she used whenever she was beyond the point of blissfulness, "Who is it?"

"Open up and you'll have to see for yourself!"

A soft chuckled escaped her lips as she opened the door, grinning at Chad before taking a few steps back so he could enter, "Morning Chad! I'm surprised you're up so early. You usually sleep in. Why the sudden change?"

"Oh no reason," the grin on his face had yet to fade as he kept one hand behind his back while he casually entered her room "just wanted to spend more time with you I guess? I mean come on, admit it – you enjoy my company!"

She rolled her eyes, unaware that she was blushing at his words. Something about him made her feel funny.

She shook her head at thought as she walked back to her mirror and continued to work on making herself look decent for the day, "Yeah, yeah whatever helps you sleep at night…"

"Hey I'm not the one that his insomnia," Chad enjoyed teasing her, he loved the way she would roll her eyes or huff in irritation.

Rosemary once again rolled her eyes, watching as the smirk on his face only grew wider as she did so. However as she looked at his reflection in the mirror, she noticed he was hiding something behind his back.

She spun on heel, trying her best to corner him as she took a few steps closer. A mischievous little glimmer appeared in her eye as a playful smirk took root on her face, "Whatcha' ya got there Chad? I don't suppose you're hiding anything are you?"

He nervously began to back away, stiffening as she got closer. What he was hiding behind his back was a surprise – one which she was supposed to find out about in much more romantic way.

This was certainly not what he had in mind. He gulped down his nervous emotions, continuing to take step backwards until THUMP!

Chad soon discovered that his back was right against the wall, and he had absolutely nowhere to hide, "N-Nothing…"

"Oh come on Chad let me see," Rosemary begged as she tried her best to peek over his shoulder. However he was much quicker then she had anticipated he would be, and so blocking her view had been a lot easier than he had expected it to be.

She huffed in annoyance, deciding she'd result to a tactic she rarely did. She inhaled and exhaled sharply before finally pouting her lips in a rather adorable manner, "Pretty please?"

All this did however was make Chad laugh in amusement. He gently rubbed her cheek with his thumb as he continued to break out in a fit of laughter, "I hope you realize you're adorable."

Rosemary narrowed her eyes on him, immediately slapping his hand away before angrily crossing her arms in front of her chest, "Well you know what? I don't care anymore! You and your little surprise can go die in the desert for all I care!"

Just as she had been about to storm out of her room however, he firmly placed his hand on her shoulder before pulling her back to drag into a passionate kiss.

Chad knew kissing her had been a long shot, and he had a feeling all this was going to get was a slap on the face. But he couldn't himself – he had wanted to kiss her from day one, and now he could finally say he had!

To his surprise however – instead of pulling away, all Rosemary did was kiss him back. He kissed her back, enjoying each and every second of it before frowning ever so faintly as she pulled away,

Rosemary was glowing to say the least as their lips parted. Her cheeks were a bright scarlet color and she could barely control the merriment in her tone of voice.

A dreamy sigh escaped her lips before she finally managed to break free from her speechless state of bliss, "Chad that was amazing."

"You're telling me," he couldn't help but smile down at her as he wrapped his arm around her waist, gently jerking her closer "you're a wonderful kisser Rosemary. You truly are."

"Why thank you Chad," Rosemary gasped slightly as she felt him pull her closer, she still had yet to get comfortable with his touch "you aren't that bad a kisser yourself."

"Good to know," Chad chuckled as he finally revealed what it was he was hiding behind his back. In his hand lied a simple white rose, it was beautifully modest and to say Rosemary adored it was an understatement.

Her jaw dropped as she gratefully accepted it, twirling it her in fingers as she inhaled deeply before letting out a soft sigh, "Oh Chad it's beautiful! Thank you so much, I-I wish there was some way I could repay you."

"No need," he charmingly kissed her cheek, watching as he once again made her blush "that kiss was all the payment I'll ever need."

Rosemary simply nodded her head and smiled at him before finally placing the white-rose inside an empty vase, which she kept on her vanity table, "There. Now the vase has a purpose and the white-rose looks just lovely!"

Chad couldn't help but eye her body carefully. She was pure and utter perfection from head to toe. And it was almost hard to believe not only had she never wed before but she had also never been with a man.

Meanwhile he was having a different girl for every night. To say he was a player was an understatement but hey, it had been two weeks and so far her lips were the only lips he had kissed.

Maybe…just maybe he could change…just for her.

OoooooooooooooooooooooooO

As Jasmine aloofly stared up at the ceiling, her eyes slowly began to close. She did not dare shed a single tear nor did a single whimper escape her lips.

The only time she cried was at night. She blinks once and after a while, she gradually begins to reluctantly fall into a deep slumber.

Sleep is something she is starting to detest! All sleep ever brings is more memories and all the memories ever bring is more pain:

"Mommy, where are you?!" Short legs run down a hallway before bursting into her mother's bedroom chamber.

"Mommy I need you!" The 6 year old runs to her mother with a tear streaked face as she watches her mother's shocked expression.

At the moment her mother wore nothing but sheer, velvet-red colored bedlah pants and a matching colored see-through top. Atop her head she wore a golden tiara, and a matching colored hair loop which kept her long black hair in a high-ponytail.

Queen Serena frowned at her daughter. However as she began to realize how upset her child was, her features softened slightly.

She crouched down, sighing in annoyance before finally making direct eye contact with the little girl, "Jasmine, come here, darling. Tell me, what is that disturbs you my dear?"

The young princess hesitantly approaches her mother. Even at the early age of six she could already feel how unwanted she is at night.

She holds back her sobs, making sure she is as quick to the point as possible, "Momma I had a bad dream. These monsters were after papa, they were raiding the palace and they were going to kidnap me unless-"

"Oh Jasmine please stop," her mother whined – obviously annoyed by her daughter's pathetic excuse of a nightmare "now what did I tell you before I tucked you?"

"Don't come to your bedroom until morning, and call a maid if I need anything," Jasmine recited with a heartbroken frown. All she wanted was a hug; she just wanted to know that everything would be alright in the end.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door, and Queen Serena's eyes went wide from the shock, "Just a moment my dear! It seems some little princess's don't know what it means to leave mommy alone!"

The young six-year old couldn't help but continue to fight back a sob at her mother's words, "Mommy please don't' make me go back to bed? I-I'm scared and it's dark in-"

"Jasmine please," Queen Serena started as she began to rub her temple in annoyance "if you go to bed now I'll buy you a new dress in the morning! Now please just go!"

Princess Jasmine merely nodded her small head before finally exiting the room with a firm frown on her face. She hadn't even noticed that it was Mr. Jafar who was entering her mother's bedroom chamber as she exited.

As the young child looked back, wondering why it was her mother didn't give her a goodnight kiss – the door slammed shut.

Jasmine looked to the ground, a few tears escaping her big brown eyes as she spoke in a tone so low it was barely a whisper, "But I don't want a new dress. I-I wanted a hug…"

And with that the young six-year old was to return to bed, teary-eyed and all. She was completely unaware that only a few doors down her mother was, having an affair with a man who was supposed to be the Sultan's royal advisor…

OoooooooooooooooooooooooO

Jasmine instantly woke up from her dream, her eyes fluttering open as she remained as silent as a mouse. She merely blinked a few times, allowing herself to get used to the reality of it all.

Except there was no reality to it all, everything just felt like one big nightmare. And any minute she would wake up and find herself under the covers, snuggling with Aladdin after one of their various sessions of being intimate.

However no matter how many times the young princess tried, she just could not wake up from the pain or the suffering. No matter what she did, no matter how hard she pinched herself, everything still remained the same.

Turning her head to the side, her eyes immediately landed on Aladdin. There he laid next to her with his head on the pillow, and his arm around her waist – if it wasn't deep in her heart she knew he was aching, Jasmine would have never suspected a thing.

But she knew better than that. She had heard him cry and beg, and plead with all might. And it hurt seeing him so much pain. But it hurt even more, knowing that for the rest of her life she'd have to carry that burden.

Jasmine shifted under the covers, wondering why everything had to happen to her. First she discovers she's infertile, and then her husband and she leave everything behind to start a new, and now this too!

Nothing was working out the way it was supposed! Fresh tears began to form in the princess's eyes as she inhaled and exhaled sharply, closing her eyes as she tried her best to return to a simpler time.

A time where there was no stress or worries, a time where there were no affairs or royal laws which do nothing but make your life miserable.

A time when everything was perfect…

A/N: And that's a wrap! I am so sorry if this chapter is a lot shorter then you guys thought it would be! But right now it's like 6 o'clock in the morning where I am, and so I hope you all know I stayed up all night writing this! Lol…

Anyways if you will all excuse me I'm going to head off to bed now! Once again I am so sorry it took me so long to update but as I said – my life has been all over the place lately.

Until next chapter everyone, thanks for reading…