I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing. I rolled over, look at the clock that reads 8:45 am, and grabbed the phone. I hit the answer button when I notice it's Derek.
Good Morning!
Hey.
Did I wake you?
Yeah, but it's okay.
I'm sorry, but I wanted to let you know I have a great day planned for you.
Okay, but can it wait until 11:00?
Yeah, of course, be ready by 11:30.
Okay.
Goodbye.
Bye.
I hit the end button on the phone. Then I go to my alarm app, set it for 11:00, then roll over and go back to sleep.
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My alarm goes off so I roll over and hit the end button. I get out of bed and walk in the closet. I pick out a black long sleeve top, a black skirt with a blue design, and some black heels. I begin walking to the bathroom and forget my make-up bag. I walk over to grab it off my dresser then head to the bathroom. I stay in there for about thirty minutes because I did my make-up, hair, and I brushed my teeth. Then I go back into my room, grab my phone and leather jacket. The doorbell rings so I head downstairs and answer it.
Derek is standing there. He comes in and kisses me a little too roughly. I walk over to the couch to grab my jacket when Derek pushes me towards the wall. I look up at him and smile. He hands roam my body while he is kissing me. I moan and he snickers.
You like that huh?
A little, if you behave you might get more.
Okay.
We should probably head out.
Kay babe, it is your day.
I walk over to the door, lock the doorknob. I wait for Derek to head out, then I fix my skirt, and shut the door behind me. We get in the car and drive downtown. We pull up to a fancy five-star restaurant. I get out and Derek walks over to me. I start to hug him and he shoves me aside. I fall on the ground. The next thing I know is I am praying because I see a car coming fast. The driver hits the brakes. He gets out and helps me up.
Are you okay ma'am?
Yes, thanks for helping me up.
No problem.
I'm sorry my boyfriend shoved me.
Not much of a boyfriend huh?
"Yea, I guess, thanks anyway", I say as I turn to were Derek went.
This man puts his hands on my shoulders and turns me toward him.
What is your problem?
Nothing but I wanted to make sure I didn't hit you.
"You didn't", I say as I turn and see Derek kissing the waitress.
I turn and run down the street. My eyes are soaked with tears. I hear a car turn the corner. It stops in front of me. The window is rolled down and I see the man who helped me up.
Need a lift?
No, I'm fine.
I wasn't asking, get in
I get in the car. Buckle my seatbelt and watch him. He drives down the road.
Where do you live?
Off of Livingston, Branch Drive.
Cool, I live on Livingston. What's your name?
My name is Jasmine Marie. What's yours?
Right, my name is Carlos Rodriguez.
Wait, like the actor?
Yes, that's me.
Why are you helping me?
What do you mean?
You're a famous celebrity and I am a no one.
That is not true.
Yes, it is, Are you helping me because I am a damsel in distress?
No, and you are not a damsel in distress.
Whatever.
"You are not", he says as he grabs my hand.
I look at him and he looks straight ahead. I keep my hand in his and I realize this feels nice. I turn towards the window and smile. I can tell he is looking at me so I turn and see him smiling.
Why are you staring at me?
Cuz you're beautiful! He says while pulling into my driveway.
You can stop here. I don't want you to mess your car up with all the dips.
Nah, I said I was going to take you home. I want to make sure you get there okay.
He gets to my house an pulls up to the door. My house is a little blue cottage with white window sills. The door is grey. There are two stories. You can even see the garden in the back yard.
Thanks for the lift.
No problem. So can I see you again?
Maybe.
Well, give me your phone. So you can text me when you wanna meet up?
Sure, I say as I hand him my phone unlocked.
He types in his number and hands me my phone back. See ya later beautiful, he says.
See ya.
He gets in and drives down the road. I head on around to the garden and water the crops. I hear something in the woods, so I decide to head inside and take a shower.
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Troubled Love
Teen FictionJasmine Marie is a twenty-three-year-old female. She has a boyfriend named Derek. Jasmine Marie and Derek Morgan are known as the perfect couple. They have been together since their junior year of high school. Now they are in college when Derek's da...
