Mrs. March
Chapter 2
Ghostie
- Jasmine's POV-
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The sound of Elizabeth's heels down the hallway echos.
"What did you tell him?" I ask.
"James? Or Will" Elizabeth asks.
"James"
"That I drank you"
"And he was okay with that" I ask.
Elizabeth laughed and shook her head.
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"We could of thrown the party anywhere. Why do you insist it to be here? I'm here 24/7" Will complains.
"I want to see the pool area" I say.
"Pool area?" Will asks.
"There is no pool area, Jasmine" The Countess stares at me.
"Never mind"
"We must have a pool!" James claps his hands.
"Why a pool?" I giggle.
"Well this place will be a bore to the children other wise"
"Oh" I smile.
"Our children" James winks.
I remember as I walk up the stairs to my room.
I look over and gasp.
"Cassandra?" I whisper when I see a little blonde girl with a uniform on.
It couldn't be her.
No.
I almost run to her when I see a woman with crimped hair walk near her with a burnt figure wearing what looks like a very painful sex toy.
I scream as I fall backwards down the stairs.
Bang
Bang
Bang
Bang
Bang
Bang
Bang
Bang
Bang
Bang
Bang
"Jasmine!"
"Get me out of this hotel" I couch up some blood and touch the back of my head.
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"Where am I?" I cough.
"The Hotel Cortez!" I hear that familiar voice.
"Go away James" I whine and sit up.
"Now what a surprise I had when I watched the paramedics take you off the property!"James glared.
"Yes James. I am alive. Is that all you wanted" I laugh. "Or did I hurt your body count"
James just poured himself a drink.
"Get me one"
"You dont drink" James laughed.
"Its almost been 100 years James. Get me a drink" I glare.
"You're a bigger bitch too" James mumbled.
"Fuck you"
"You have darling" James winks as he gives me my drink.
"Why did you come back?" James says after a moment of silence.
"Will Drake threw a party in my honor" I mumble, standing up.
"Why?"
"This time around I'm a singer" I shrug.
"Oh. Congratulations!" James claps his hands. "Shall we celebrate over dinner?"
I stop limping to the door and stare at him.
"James you murdered me and your mistress had to save me. I don't want to bloody celebrate over dinner" I scream and he flinches.
"Well darling I thought you moved past that"
"If you weren't already dead I would kill you" I rolled my eyes and continued limping to the door.
"Jasmine" James grabbed me and I flinched back and fell.
This situation made me scared.
He did it once.
What would stop him from doing it again?
I masked my fear with anger but when he came closer and bent over I freaked out.
"S-Stay away from me" I whimpered and tried to stand up but fell again.
"Jasmine" James took a step closer but I kicked him in shin and crawled to the door.
"Im not going to hurt you" James said calmly.
"Liessss" I yelled as I jumped up and ran to my room.
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Mrs. March (American Horror Story)
Fanfiction-THIS IS A FAN FICTION FOR AMERICAN HORROR STORY:HOTEL . I OWN NOTHING- Jasmine March was the sweetest most innocent woman on earth. So how did she become James March's wife? James March... the most deadliest serial killer of them all.
