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"In other news, multimillionaire Charlie Windor was found dead this morning. Many people suspect it was a suicide due to his son, David Windor, dying just a month ago. Police are still-"

"That asshole actually did it." I scoffed feeling relieved but also anxious. Did he actually think about what I said? Was this someone else killing him because he did them dirty? Shit, now I'm worried. I

Quincy shook his head. "What does he want in return?"

I shrugged. "He shouldn't want anything but I'll definitely talk to him soon."

He nodded. "So Y/nn, have you talked to Jasmine yet?"

I frowned. "No, she texted me and told me she made it home then I tried to call and she didn't pick up."

He bit his lip and sighed. "I think you should go to her house."

"I was thinking the same thing."

"And um, I didn't address this when you told me what happened between you and Jasmine yesterday but, do you really think it's my fault she's scared?"

I glanced at him. "No I was just mad, I mean she was even scared to get into a relationship with you."

He let out a sigh of relief and leaned back onto the couch. "Thank God."

I chuckled lightly. "Damn getting shot down by Jasmine hurt more than getting straight-up rejected by Vanessa."

"Because you're actually in love with Jasmine." He mumbled.

I shook my head. "Wait, weren't you rooting for Vanessa and I not too long ago?"

"Honestly Y/n, I don't even know who you're interested in, I just go with the flow."

"Gee thanks Quinchilla."

He smiled brightly. "No problem."

I laid my head on his shoulder. "Hmmm, would you pick up my bother if I went to Jasmine's house in say, fifteen minutes?"

He nodded slowly. "Yeah, but why fifteen minutes?"

"I remember her telling me that her family was going bowling at three and she was going to stay home, I think that was a way of her telling me to come and break her back while everyone was gone."

Quincy laughed loudly. "Break her back- oh my goshhhh you're a headass," he slapped his knee. "That's a knee slapper."

I smacked my lips and sat up. "It's not that-"

"My mans said break her back- like she really working with something," he sat back chuckling softly. "Man your hilarious."

I crossed my arms and frowned. "I hate you."

He smiled and threw his arm over my shoulder. "Well you know, I like dick so you can try and break my back, I am a bottom after-"

"Okkkkk," I stood chuckling. "Imma head out."

He smacked his lips. "I'm supposed to be the one running away from your dick, not the other way around."

I licked my lips. "I'm not running baby, I got you later."

"Ohhhh shit, daddy gone give me about three good strokes."

I scoffed. "Three?"

"Mhm, now you're called three tapper, you stroke three times before your tapping out."

"Fuck out of- you not getting no dick tonight." I walked to the door and put on my shoes.

"Oh no, where ever will I find three strokes?" He sighed dramatically.

I grabbed my keys and opened the door. "Ain't nobody ever gone give you three strokes like I could."

"Daddy noooo-"

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I looked down at my phone and nodded before raising my hand to knock at Jasmine's door. As soon as I went to knock, the door was pulled open by Jasmine's mom, Maria.

Just on time.

"Ohhh Y/n," she said in her thick Spanish accent while holding her arms out. "Are you here to convince Jasmine to go bowling?"

I hugged Maria and chuckled. "No ma'am, I'm here to keep her company."

Pulling back I smiled at her brother and dad. "Company?" Her brother, Eduardo chuckled softly. "That's code for fucki-"

"Eiii," Maria quickly turned around and backhanded him. Man, that was like a fucking reflex. "No maldiga delante de su hermana."

"Or your parents-" Maria glared at Jasmine's dad and he quickly stopped. "W-Well Y/n, you two have fun, not too much fun, and we'll be back around six."

I smiled and stepped aside to let them out. Everyone walked past me, Nadia being the last one who indicated for me to bend down. I rolled my eyes and bent down. Nadia is literally like the little sister I never wanted buttt, I love this kid.

"I need you to set up a quote on quote, playdate for me and your brother Travis."

I frowned. "Your like three what the hell do you mean quote on quote-" I stopped and shook my head sighing. "Whatever go get in the car."

"I'm serious Y/n." She pointed at me before running to get in the car.

Damn kids need to stop drinking so much milk.

I walked into the house and closed the door behind me. Heading upstairs I heard music playing and smiled to myself as I entered Jasmine's room. There she was, dancing around the room like she didn't have a care in the world. I walked over to the foot of her bad and picked up her phone pausing the music.

She quickly turned around with wide eyes. "When did you get here?"

"Right when your family left." I shrugged.

She sighed. "What's up Y/n?"

I scoffed. "You know what's up Jasmine."

She crossed her arms and came up to me. "I don't think you should be here right now."

I shook my head. "Just answer this for me," I bit my lip. "Are you scared to be with me because you don't love me and you're not trying to hurt my feelings? Because trust me I can handle it."

She rolled her eyes. "Y/n I told you that I...love you."

I knew I noticed something yesterday, what's up with that pause?

"You sure? Why else would you be scared? I mean, you can't expect me to ever hurt you."

"You really don't think that could be a fear?"

I shook my head. "No I don't, it simply has to be because you don't love me."

She frowned. "Are you trying to get me to tell you that I love you?"

Dammit, but there's another fucking pause.

"Maybe, maybe if you say you love me then you'll believe it."

Come on say it one more time.

"No Y/n you don't get it," she came closer to me and paused, almost like she wanted to stop herself. "I...love you-"

I shook my head, so I'm not tripping. "I notice that every time you say that there's a pause before love, it's almost like you don't want to tell me-"

"I am in love with you," she started into my eyes as my heart soared. "Y/n I'm so in love with you."

"Then why can't we do this?"

"I already told you why." I sighed and sat on the bed looking down as she came to stand in front of me. "Dino."

"Hmm?"

"Look at me please." She whispered.

I bit my lip and clenched my jaw. I hate this feeling, I'm relieved and happy that she's in love with me too but, I'm sad she doesn't want to be with me because she's scared. Is that my fault? Is she scared because she thinks I'll hurt her?

Jasmine cupped my cheeks and lifted my head causing our eyes to meet. "I'm scared okay, I'm scared of so much shit and I'm sorry for that," she rested her forehead on mine. "I'm also insecure about a lot and I just can't allow myself to be with you."

"What do you have to be insecure about?"

She shook her head. "You know Dino, just because I'm "good looking" doesn't mean I can't be insecure. I'm insecure about a lot, am I doing this whole relationship thing right? Can she find someone better- no when will she find someone better? Is all my worrying ruining our relationship? Can I trust her?"

I nodded. "Can you trust me?"

She leaned back and shrugged. "I-I'm not a hundred percent sure." I sighed and wrapped my arm around her waist pulling her to straddle me. "Y/n..."

I shook my head. "Stop," I laid my head on her chest causing her hand to shoot to the back of my neck. I heard how frantically her heart was beating, I honestly started to worry because it was beating and stuttering so much. I'm pretty sure she knows I'm listening and she's trying to slow it down. Smiling I continued. "Okay, you can't trust me, you have a lot of insecurities, we can work on that."

She nodded. "We can but, it'll take forever."

I shrugged. "I'll wait forever and a day."

She chuckled softly. "I can't do that to you Y/n."

"Too bad."

She leaned back making me lookup. "I'm serious, I'm not going to tell you to just move on because if it was that easy I'd do the same."

Well, that stung a bit.

I frowned my eyebrows and she quickly shook her head smiling softly. "Dino you know I don't mean it like that," she ran her thumb over my brow. "Stop doing that."

"Doing what."

"Being cute when I'm trying to be serious."

"Well, I can't really help it since my cuteness is genetic."

She smiled and glanced down at my lips before taking a hand full of hair on the top of my head and gripping it softly. "Uggh dammit Y/n," she pulled our faces closer. "Stop making this so hard," she whispered brushing our noses together. "Look one day I might be ready to be with you but, I'm not right now and I need you to move on or at least try."

"What if I've moved on by the time you're ready for an us?"

She shrugged. "Two things, if you really love me, you'll be able to want me again but, if you happen to move on and not want me again, I guess I'd just have to move on too."

I grimaced and whispered. "I don't like the thought of you with someone else."

"Fuck Y/n neither do I," she bit her lip. "But I just can't hold you back."

I sighed deeply. "There's no convincing you that you can trust me?"

She nodded. "Probably but, that's not the only thing. There's this constant thought running through my head that really scares me more than anything."

"What's is it?"

"The fact that I love you way more than you love me."

I frowned. "That's not-"

"It is, it's so true Y/n and that's partially where the no trust thing comes from. I love you- I'm more in love with you than you are with me and that's terrifying because you'd have an easier time moving on, I mean you can literally go and be with Vanessa and not think one bit about the feelings you have for me."

"Fuck Jasmine, you can't just assume that I'd-"

I'm cut off by my phone ringing.

Jasmine climbed off of me and smiled softly. "Yeah I can't just assume but, it's already drilled too deep into my head and I'm sorry."

I bit my lip and pulled out my phone seeing Quincy calling.

"What's up." I sighed.

"U-um Y/n..."

I closed my eyes not knowing if I could handle some bad news. "Quincy, what is it?"

"I-I'm sorry I didn't get here in time to- I just stopped to get food with- and Travis but I-I came too late and now..."

I stood up slowly. "Quincy, what happened?"

I heard him sniff as sirens sounded in the background. "I was too late and he- Y/n just hurry and get here okay? Don't speed but, try and hurry-"

"I'm on my way." I hung up and quickly grabbed my keys off of Jasmine's bed.

"Hey what's going on?"

I glanced down at her stomach and shook my head. "Nothing don't worry."

She frowned. "Y/n-"

"Stop," I walked up to her and kissed her forehead before bolting out of the room. "We'll talk later!"

"Y/n please don't speed!"

I ran out of her house and hopped into my car starting it. I quickly pulled out of the driveway and down the street. Come on God, universe, mother fucking nature, whose ever out there don't fucking do this. I clenched my jaw as I sped up, don't take them away from me. Tears started to cloud my eyes and I quickly shook them away.

Please be okay.

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