I sat in a chair at the police station. I was reading the book I've been reading the past few days and I felt like someone was staring at me. I look up and saw a lady who looked like she been there for hours was the one staring at me. I couldn't figure out why she was staring at me then I realized I'm still in my pajamas. Shit.
I walked mortified to the restroom and changed into the first pair of jeans and a tee shirt I could find in one of my bags. Luckily, it was my light wash jeans and black and white striped tee shirt.
I looked at myself in the mirror. The words slipped out before I could even check if anyone is around.
"I look like shit!' I said to the zombie in my reflection. I started to comb my hair with my fingers when I hear someone beside me.
"You don't look like shit. You look like me after a hard nights work." Says a female voice I've never heard before. I guessed she was a hooker by the skin tight leopard dress and sky high heels. Her makeup was caked on and her hair looked she just had sex. Probably did too.
I never seen a prostitute before. Well on tv but they were either actors or had their faces bleered. Her hair was dirty blond and pretty green eyes. I guess she could have been a model if things worked out for her. She is tall enough to be; she was an amazon compared to me.
"Did your momma ever tell you it's impolite to stare?" She said looking at my reflection in the mirror. Staring at her reflection. "Sorry" I whispered. Sometimes I swear I need to stop thinking so I can't stare at people.
"She died when I was a baby. " I whispered to her. I guess she didn't hear me as she began to put in more lipstick.
I left the restroom and sat back down un the same chair. Feeling better that I wasn't still in those hipster glasses pjs. I picked up To Kill A Mockingbird. One of my favorite books somehow I never get to finish it though.
I only got to chapter six when Officer Daniels came to me with a couple of dollars in his hand. "Miss Grey, would you like something to eat." He says nicely. I looked up I never noticed how blue his eyes were until now. "Umm okay." I said as I got up.
My legs felt a bit like jelo when I tried to walk to the vending machines. It's been about two and a half hours since I left the restroom where that hooker was.
It was only me and Officer Daniels in the break room which made me nervous. I don't really understand why. Maybe because I was in a small room with a grown man. I don't know. I just really didn't like this situation.
I hope I don't have to say anything. I dont like talking to people. I can do it sometimes when my dad or Dylan are around or at home. This break room and this man were unknown territory.
"I know its not my place, but I don't like that little boyfriend of yours." Officer Daniels says as he grabs a bag of chips. He gives me four dollars. "Buy whatever you like, sweetie." I get some water and a chocolate bar. I couldn't help myself I love chocolate.
"What don't you like about Dylan?" I finally got the courage to ask as I looked staright at vending machine thinking about whether to some cookies or a bag of chips.
"He doesn't seem like a good kid. But you seem like a good kid. I don't want you to end up in some kind of trouble with him. Did you see that hooker out there."
I nodded. That's enough speaking for now. "She had all As in school. She got a boyfriend who made her drop out of school and become his bitch. Excuse my French." I turned to him he looked very serious at what he was telling me. "Now she lives in the streets and one of her clients was found dead in a hotel room from heroin overdose. We think she knows who killed him because she wasn't the only one there that night. But she won't say who the other person is."
He looked down. He was sad for her. How she could have done great things but she wasted it on a guy. Shit I hope that doesn't happen to me. I know it sounds selfish, but I don't want to be someone's whore.
"I don't think you're allowed to talk about cases to people not in the force." I said to him looking into the machine again. I'm burning a fucking hole in this bitch with my stares. Man, I hang around Dylan and his friends too much.
"I'm not. I'm telling you a cautionary tale." He eats a chip "You're a beautiful girl. I don't want to see you on the street or a Jane Doe. You understand." I nodded.
He startes to walk out of the break room. "You better hurry up, Annabelle. " Officer Daniels says from behind.
Chips win. Cheetos you are mine.
After a little snack, I realize that I was alone. I can't call dad and tell him to take me home. I don't know what my home is now. I'm scared. Really fucking scared. Who is going to take care of me? The questions kept swirling through my mind making me nervous.
My nervous energy flowed through my body. I couldn't focus on my book. My fingers tingled with nerves. Which meant I am as nervous as I could be. I got up from the chair and walked outside.
Still hot for mid September. But it is called Hotlanta for a reason. Man, I'm really going to miss this city. I've lived here all my life and I guess I never thought I would leave so unexpectedly. Some much has changed in a matter of hours. I realized. Which didn't help me NOT feel nervous for what's to come. Which is the fucking unknown.
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This morning when I woke up and I excepted to do what I usually do every Saturday work in my study nonstop only taking breaks for food, bathroom, or exercise.
But this morning I got a phone call.
"Hello, this is the city of Atlanta police department we are calling for Jasper Adams." The, I believe is, receptionist says.
"This is he, what does this concern?" I ask.
Damn, what did Laurent do to get the cops calling me at nine in the morning. I thought.
"Are you familiar with Chris Grey?" The lady asks.
That's not answering my question. But that name sounds familiar......
"I am familiar with Anastasia Grey. I believe she is his wife." I say to the phone getting a bit annoyed this phone call is getting nowhere.
"Yes, Chris Grey was married to Anastasia Grey until her death about 15 years ago. See, Mr. Adams, Mr. Grey has been taken away from the care of his daughter Annabelle. And in his will he has given you custody of her. And if my notes are correct you are not of blood relative of Miss Grey am I correct?"
Oh.
"Yes, you are correct. So I am going to assume I have to go and pick her up from the station. "
"You are correct sir."
Damn, I wanted to get some work done. But what did I hire Collin and Laurent for.
"Can you please inform your officers I will not be able to pick up Miss Grey. Instead my butler and chauffeur will."
"Of course, Mr. Adams. Good day."
"Good day." I hunged up the phone.
I got to make some calls. I walked to the speaker system.
"All staff please come to my office. I repeat. All staff please come to my office."
Anastasia was right all this time I didn't believe her. What she saw was true. I know I was only seven at the time, but I just thought she was joking.
After this meeting I have some calls to make.
"It's going to be a long day, Jasper." I whispered to myself.
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I guessed its been about four hours since I got to the station because Officer Monroe called me and told me my ride was here.
I walked to the front if the station and saw two nicely dressed gentlemen.
One was short about 5'5 and on the fatter side. He had to fine lines as his mustache and short curly medium brown hair. He was wearing a beige suite with a white shirt and a baby blue tie.
The other was skinny and tall pompadour haircut with light blonde and gray hair. He was wearing a deep blue suit and.....Hey! I know him.
" Miss Grey, this is Collin Cogsworth and Laurent Lavigne. " Officer Monroe introduces me to the men.
"So, many alliterations." I said breaking the ice. Wow, that was so stupid.
Laurent cracked a smile while Collin was unamused.
"I know I have seen you before. You were the girl that ran into me yesturday at that high school. The one that dropped her book." Laurent says
"Yes, that's me. Clumsy as always."
I usually feel awkward talking to new people, but Laurent was nice and outgoing. I could see that we could get along if he could get me to say more than four words at a time.
"Well, Miss Grey, we should be going now." Collin says coldly. He really doesn't care.
The take my bags and place them in the trunk of a Mercedes Benz.
Wow, this Jasper guy must be in the money. If he lets his chauffeur use the Benz on a day time run like this then what car does he drive when there is a special event.
I waved goodbye to Officer Monroe and Officer Daniels who came out of the station at the time. I took out my phone to text Dylan goodbye.
I sat in the back seat as Collin startes to drive off and play the oldies station. I silently said goodbye to Atlanta the place I called home for 15 years now. I start to tear up as we passed The Varsity. I don't know when I'll be able to eat there again. I had full on tears by the time we got to highway. There is no going back now.
Goodbye home.
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We sit listening to Sinatra for about an hour when I finally ask.
"What were you doing at my school yesturday, Laurent? "
Laurent turned to look at me with a perfectly white smile on his face. And did I mention his cheek bones were almost as prominent as his chin. This man is made of marble.
Man, I wonder what Jasper looks like if the people who work for him have such nice suits and FUCKING perfect teeth. They are so lucky. Mine are barely yellow at best.
"I was visiting my sister and her daughter Autumn. They live in Atlanta amd I visit for a couple of days every month. I wanted to have lunch with her." His accent was so cute I hung onto every word.
"Oh, okay." I said.
Do I even know Autumn? No. Not ringing any bells.
I fell asleep soon after the short conversation with Laurent . And when I woke up we stopped at a Subway was attached to a gas station so we refueled ourselves and the car.
I got my usual meatball marinara with spinach while Laurent got a turkey sub and Collin got a tuna sub.
Collin seemed to be very mean. He doesn't talk alot but when he does his words seem to be colder then icicles which kinda weirded me out.
We finished our, I guess it would be, dinner since it was six o'clock and we have another two hours to go on our little road trip.
I love road trips. I remember last year when my grandma died me and dad went an a eighteen hour trip to New Jersey where she could be buried near my grandpa. It was great.
It was me, my dad, and his friend Greg from college. We went up on Sunday. Stayed at a Greg's sister's house for the night. Went to the funeral which was an all day event. Then on Tuesday we were in the road again going back home. Plus, I got to miss two days of school which is a bonus.
Believe our legs hurt like a mother fucker.
I guess I didn't realize I fell asleep because I woke up and Collin coldly says "Wake up, sleeping beauty, were here."
I opened my eyes to onceagain the back of the German luxury car and then the smell of water hit me like a train. I didn't just smell like water actually. It smelled like a beach. Like a beach in Florida which I only been to twice my whole life.
I rubbed my eyes for a second and jumped out the car. And look at the most amazing mansion. No, the most Fucking Amazing Castle!
Laurent was already putting my bags in the house and it was sunset. At eight o'clock at night. The castle looked gorgeous surrounded by the willow trees. It looked like the mansions on West Paces Ferry, but even bigger then some of them.
The Southern style castle, from this day forward I would call it, kinda fit me. But it is way too fucking big. That's what she said
I walked into the foyer where an woman and a little kid were standing and greeted me.
The woman looked to be in her forties and had some curves to her. Her hair was gray I guess from stress or dyed. Her lips were fine but she had decided to wear red lipstick today.
"You must be Annabelle." She hugs me. "I'm Mrs . Potts and this is my son Charles but you can call him Chip. " she releases me from my hug.
Wow I've meet four people and no signs of Jasper. Werid. Where, oh where can Jasper be?
Chip does in for hug too he is about eight years old and is only up to my stomach. Which us short for me being 5'3. He has a bowl haircut with his light blond hair. When finally releases me from his grasp. I asked the question that has been going through my head all day.
"Where is Jasper?" I ask Mrs.Potts
She looks surprised that I asked her that question but takes a second to think before answering.
"Yes, I'll show you to his study." She let out her hand which I grabbed and followed her. The place was absolutely gorgeous and huge. The were two stair cases that were go down on a curve. We walked up the stairs and went down a hallway where their were many portraits of the Adams family. I guess they lived here for years.
I was amazed to see their are so many girls in the family. I took the guess Jasper was the first born male in about a century.
Finally, we made it to the end of the hallway and Mrs. Potts lets go of my hand. She knocks on the door "Mr. Adams, Miss Grey would like to see you." She says to the door that was only opened a crack.
"Come in." Says a deep voice from inside the room.
Mrs. Potts am I both walk in and in the middle of the room was the desk setup on the walls were selves of books and folders. Behind the large desk chair was a huge window which lead to the balcony.
"Say hello honey." Mrs. Potts nudges me on the side. She had a look that said I brought you here I'm not doing all the work.
"Hello, Mr. Adams. I'm Annabelle Grey. " I said weakly. Nervous to meet people again.
The chair turns around just as I said those words and the person I saw absolutely amazed me.
He was tall I could tell by how high he sat on the chair. His suit was black and he had a red shirt with a black tie. He was obviously dressed for work.
But one thing I didn't expect was the second and third degree burns all over his body.
This is the man, the myth, the legend. Jasper Adams.
"Hello, I'm Jasper Adams. " He says.
Author's Note: I literally wrote most of this chapter in one day. Im amazed that im just banging out these chapters so quickly. Anyway Im wondering if u guys got some more references from the Disney movie in this part. If u did then leave a comment. Also did u guys like the POV change i thought it was interesting i might do it a few more times but don't expect in every chapter. Also Laurent's name is pronounced like Evys Saint Laurent (the brand) if u were wondering. AAAANNND also I had a fifty shades of grey reference if u caught then leave a comment. Please leave nice comments and vote.
Also tell me if ur enjoying this story and new part would (probably) be coming out soon cuz i have so much time to write cuz im on summer break.
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