CHAPTER 24

'I'm not saying anything was your fault Jessica. I just don't think that we're right for each other." She flung herself up and hovered over me. 'How can you say that? Where's all this coming from?" 'I'm fairly calling it how I see it. We broke up before, what makes you think it wouldn't happen again?" 'Like I said, we were younger and immature. Evan, I love you and I never stopped loving you. I can see a bright and powerful future for us. Becoming your wife and having your kids. Don't you want someone to follow in your footsteps?" The thought of me becoming a dad flattened my behaviour. Just picturing having a son in my arms, kissing him, feeding him, showing him how to ride a bike, handing him the keys to his first car, All the things my father did for me. A smile came over me. 'Of course I want a family," I answered. I just don't know if I should have a family with you.... 'Me too," she replied and started running her fingers through my hair, massaging my scalp which made me relaxed and calm. Before I knew it, she was on top of me, aiming for my zipper and kissing at my neck. I reacted to her, raising her and pinning her against my bedroom door. I kissed her neck, her sweet scent lingered in my nostrils. She let out a sweet moan and at that, I couldn't stop myself from wanting her. The last One-Night-Stand I had was some weeks ago so I was dying for a release. I laid her on the bed and removed her heels and unzipped her dress. My pants had already been removed and I was now present in my boxers. Her nails dug into my back when I began kissing her neck again and she groaned into my ears. 'Oh my god," she let out. The room was letting out a golden effect from the gold curtains and interiors. Her dress slipped down her legs. She laid there in a pair of Victoria Secret lace underwear. Jessica had a beautiful body with no flaws. Her skin was smooth as silk and she was beautiful as she was back in high school when we first lay together. All of the memories came flashing back in my head as it cleared away my thoughts about Jasmine which were... -what was she doing now? -Is she alright? -Is she kissing Bradley? -Was she lying about going to see her mom at the hospital? -What's wrong with her mom? I really did need a distraction from the woman I suddenly was getting heated for. She was in the care of another man. I removed Jessica's underwear and laid over her to get into her. 'I'm ready," she snapped when she hadn't felt me inside of her as yet. I don't know what came over me, but I just couldn't. My mind wasn't reacting with my bodily functions anymore. 'Let yourself out," I found myself saying. I stood up, leaving her on the bed in all her nakedness and mouth wide open. I went and took a very cold shower. When I got out, Jessica was gone. Jasmine's POV I felt bad. I felt terrible. A sickening feeling at the pit of my stomach made the ride to the hospital very, very uncomfortable and my sister wasn't helping my current feeling, instead, she kept on asking Bradley exasperating questions about me and him. He was blushing like a clown and seemed to enjoy talking about his intentions on fixing what was broken between me and him, and become a better man. I was the only one who wasn't interested in the conversation because I could not shake the image of Mr. Hollen's eyes murdering me when I got into the car with Bradley. Things happen and sometimes you don't know how you've gotten to a point in life, but yet for all, you're still there. 'This is great Jassy. Maybe reconnecting with Bradley wasn't such a bad thing," Zenia said. 'Oh, we both know why I'm now tolerating him Zenia," I said back, shaking my head from the thoughts of evening having feelings for Bradley again. We had arrived at the hospital and were walking towards our mother's occupied room. Bradley had decided to stay in the car. My mother was never very fond of him and I didn't want to upset her by having him on my side in her presence. We pushed in her room door and entered the cold room. Mom had her eyes opened, laying silently on the bed. She looked towards us as we entered. 'Hi mommy," we greeted her together. 'Hello... babies," she said back, sounding out of breath already. She was getting worse and I knew I would have to get that money very soon before it was all too late. We sat around her and Zenia started braiding mom's hair in corn-rows. She always had a thing for hair but she didn't want to become a hairdresser. She was more into fashion. As I looked on, I mentally bombarded myself with questions. -What if Bradley doesn't give me the money? -What will happen to my mother? -Will she really die? My mind drifted back to Mr. Hollen and the concerning looks in his eyes when I told him I had to visit my mother in the hospital. -Would he have given me the money? -Can I ask him if I don't get it from Bradley?