Thursday, April 30, 2015

My Side Prt.2


The Dreadful New Beginnings


I looked at the message wondering if I should even reply. I couldn't be mad she deserved more than what I was giving her. Nicki needed her and she needed Nicki. But I needed her to be my sister again and for Nicki to finally be mine. I knew Jasmine had something in the works, so I needed to find her someone like how she was finding me my someone.

Aubrey Big Bro: I’m good baby girl, make sure you study don't you have the chem test today?

Jazzy Lil Sis:Oh yeah thanks big bro, I almost forgot, I gotta stop taking all these flights, jet lag is a killer 
Aubrey Big Bro: Lol that's what coffee is for, txt me if you need something gtg bye love you

Jazzy Lil Sis: Alright, love you too 

I looked at 40, he knew it was time to get Jasmine together. I guess he had heard through the grapevine she was using shit. I had asked her best friend Tasha, but she didn't think it was anything other than the jet lag and the sleepless nights every weekend that she was spending with me. I mean I was allowing her to smoke and drink every now and again, I hoped that I hadn't been the one to open her up to this shit I couldn't forgive myself if I did.

I was so tempted to text her, gosh why can't I even say her name, I mean this was the health of my sister for sake.

Aubrey: Do you know if Jaz is using ? If so, do you know what she is using? I have been hearing some shit from a small time dealer saying she's been getting shit

Onika baby: Yeah.. Umm that's something I think you should ask her, she is but i’m trying my best to keep it at a minimum

Aubrey: Onika please don’t do this I care for her, just let me know 

She didn't reply after that, Now that I found out what was I going to do to get her to admit it to me, how many times had we smashed and she had been high. What was happening, I thought she was on the right track?

Drake looked at his phone one last time, then the beat dropped. He went in.

I was itching during this test, I needed something, I couldn't focus all the events that had just unraveled. How was everyone so calm about it ? I had the gut feeling something was up like I was being watched. But I needed to focus on this test.

After all my classes were over, I headed straight back to my place. Tasha was already there on the phone, whispering, I couldn't hear. It was about me, I just knew it. I'm so fucking paranoid its sickening.

“Tasha why the fuck are you whispering on the phone?” I said angrily, I hadn't had anything to soothe all of the pain coming back, how far I had let myself go it was all starting to set in.

“Don't talk to me like that?! I’m trying to find someone to fix your ass, why didn't you tell me you were using again? What the fuck are you using?” Tasha scream, dropping her phone

I left, went in my room to see what I had left in my bottle nothing.. shit. Tasha isn't going to let me out the house I locked my door, I still had a bottle of half drank Hennessy. I started to down it, but it was too late, I could see the flashbacks. I closed my eyes and let myself go for the ride.

Flash Back/ Nightmare
I took the drink, giggling I couldn't stop laughing at his goofy dance moves. Then I felt it the pounding in my head was that my heartbeat I could hear ?;Suddenly I lost control of my legs he gripped me. Then he took me up to his room, pulled up my dress I tried to resist. I couldn't move. Wait my mind was racing i could hear my heartbeat getting louder, I tried to scream my mouth wouldn't move. I could only breath, i closed my eyes for a second. But then my eyes went wide as I saw him pulling down his pants, This couldn't be happening. NO NO NO my mind screamed. JASMINE my mind screamed I couldn't fucking move, why god why ?

My eyes started to produce tears. He got on top of me, but not before putting on a condom. “ I don't want your kids bitch” he said. I swallowed, he had seemed so nice, I thought the persistence he had was cute. This really how I was going to lose my virginity, rape, I was so strong how could I become this victim. He pushed inside of me. I had tried to block out the rest. He gripped hard I could feel every ounce of pain, I was already broken within that moment.

But I couldn't get the sound of his breath out of my ear. I could hear what he was saying “You like what daddy is giving you” I hadn't even known my own father this was disgusting. How could I become a rape victim. I gritted as he moved my legs, my body was so lifeless. He pounded me, he'd hit me a couple times, just for the fun of it, he loved to stare at me in the eyes and tell me "your mine". I was, I couldn't move.. I cant fucking move. Fuck.. I was searching for some ounce of grace from god nothing I suffered for being a kid for once the dedicated student now a rape victim.

By the time he was done, I starting to feel and control my limbs again, I pushed him off and staggered out the room. I was so lost, I just got in the car and I drove I was headed to Canada. I didn't even want to be here anymore. But I remembered when I had met Drake on tour. I never thought he’d acknowledge me, but he got my email and messaged back and we had been talking for months. I remember he gave me this number to call in case something happens. I had never called we had just been writing over emails now. I never thought I would meet him. I pulled over at a rest stop I was already in Oregon now. I called.. Still crying, I heard him pick up

“Jaz ? I thought you would never call baby girl, what's good?” he asked excitedly
Between sobs “Aubrey.. Aubrey.. help me” I screamed through the phone
“Where are you , what happened” He said on the verge of losing it I could hear it in his voice.
“ I’m in Oregon somewhere, then I broke down again “ That boy who I told you about we went to a party … I was barely able to talk at this point
“Baby girl no he didn't , he couldn't have” Drake said he knew he could hear it
“He did, I need you, I going to Canada, I Can't handle this what did I do wrong?” I asked quietly
“No head to the nearest airport let me know and I will be on the next flight out.” He yelled into the phone.

When he found me, I was a mess, I looked horrible, the bruises all over my body. He brought me back to Canada, where he contacted my mother and got her up there. Mama Sandi helped me, before my mom came…..
End of FB

Tasha broke into my room to find me in a ball, rocking my shirt was drenched, a mess was all I would ever be.

As Josh and I got done arguing I looked at my phone

Tasha: She has lost it, she won't move she kept yelling for Aubrey I can’t get hold of him

I told Josh I had to go. I left for the next flight to Cali I couldn't let her suffer. When I got to her apartment, I saw his car there, I was tempted to turn around, but I couldn't leave Jaz, She needed me. She was more important that this strain the him and I had. As I entered 40,Chubs, and OB all stared at me. Then I heard her faint voice “Nika?”. There he was being a big brother holding her, she looked so sad. She jumped out of his arms, she came to me, I grabbed her face. He hadn't turned around one time. How could he be so numb in this time of crisis. I looked at her “You ok baby?” I asked.

 “No I was sober the memories came back. I lost it.“ Jasmine replied, her voice was raspy she was going to need tea.

“Baby Girl, I think I’m going to go” Drake said

“No please Aubrey don’t” she was crying again Jasmine was to fragile to be caught in between their nonsense.

“Ok” was all he said

I was making her tea, Tasha was now trying to get her in the bath, she had fallen asleep in his arms. As I made curry chicken I could only keep myself occupied before I said something to him, he was still so beautiful. I watched him.

Onika was just as beautiful as she had been over the years. Her food smelt good, my stomach rumbled. then I heard he angelic voice ask “ Do you want some ?” the plate was in front of me, how could I say no. I took the plate looked down “Thanks Nika” I said.

She looked down. She knew the damage was done, but hoped that eventually it could all be fixed. She walked back to the bathroom where she could hear Tasha screaming “Jaz, stop, No, JAZ” . I ran, the water was red, her face was in such bliss. Tasha poor Tasha was grabbing towels, I was fixated on her face the bliss was insane, a simple smile said it all she was finally happy. She was so gone. I just couldn't stop staring all the blood.

Tasha looked back at me. “Nika don't just stand there help me“ she pleaded. I was trying to move , then everything just clicked and I ran over putting pressure on her wrist. Even in all of the blood the mess Jasmine was still beautiful.Her body laid in the red water like a rose, so gentle soft, so curved and smelled so intoxicating. Like an angel she was just so graceful. I shouldn't be so fixated on her body but I was. Tasha was starring at her too as we made the bleeding slow. I heard his footsteps coming.

“Leave now” I said

He stood there frozen, then came and like a hero snatched  the little angel out the tub. He dried her, his face just looking off in the distance, as put on her clothes, then he yelled “Come and wrap up her wrist” Tasha wouldn't move so I went in and wrapped her up.

“I’m sorry guys, I shouldn't have put you through this” Jasmine said breathlessly, she was finally coming down from yet another high

“Baby girl its ok, we got you” Drake said

“Nika I’m so sorry baby, you're still my doctor, right?” she laughed, to kill the pain

“Yes baby “ I said starting to cry

Tasha looked at the three of them there in Jasmine’s bed. She couldn't help but to think and say out loud
“You guys are some sort of sick, twisted love triangle, but shit it works” she said

The three of them looked and laughed. They all laid up in her bed. Jasmine in the middle, Nicki to the right, and Drake to the left. The Tv was on but no one was watching, Jasmine couldn't help but smile as she’d finally gotten them together but in the worst way possible.


Sorry if its to graphic literally almost cried writing this, Idk why I love this story so much its just something soo different, words are meant to be italicized for their own meanings, but hope you enjoyed... 

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