𝚍𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 - 𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚍𝚢 𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚌𝚑 (on hold)

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omniscient

india woke up at 4:30 am like she said she was going to. she's better than me, jasmine thought to herself. i could never wake up this early. she continued to tip toe around jasmine as she got ready for work. she tried to slip back into the deep sleep she was in, but didn't succeed. instead, she laid there quietly while india shuffled around in preparation for the day. she finally left about 45 minutes later. "i'll see you later, jasmine." india whispered as she left. jasmine grabbed her bear, holding it close to her as she went back to sleep.

jasmine finally woke up for the day around 11:00. she sat up and reached for her glasses and her phone. she looked over at the clock. it read 11:13, which meant india was due home in at least 4 hours. jasmine got up and walked to india's bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth. after she rinsed her face, she stopped to look at herself in the mirror. she smiled to herself as she acknowledged her glowing skin. we love to see it. she grabbed her phone and started to take a couple of pictures in the mirror. she always felt that india's bathroom was one of the best places to take pictures, she wondered why india didn't take advantage of it more. as she sorted through pictures, india texted jasmine to check on her.

From: India 👯‍♀️🤎

- you okay jas?

To: Indie 👯‍♀️🤎

- yeah i'm good.

she didn't respond after that. jasmine walked out of india's room and downstairs to the kitchen to eat something. she pulled out a box of pizza from the night before and heated up 2 slices. she took her plate to the living room and sat on the couch to watch netflix. jasmine looked around the living room in awe. she loved that india lived this lavish lifestyle and she couldn't wait to live here too. she had finally gotten comfortable on the couch when she heard the doorbell ring.

who the hell could this be? she thought to herself as she got up and walked to the door. she was too short to reach the peephole, so she tried to look out the nearest window to see. "who is it?" she yelled out.

"it's jordan."

jordan? he knew india's work schedule, why would he show up hours before she's supposed to come home? jasmine opened the door. she decided to keep it short and sweet, he had no reason to stay. "india won't be home 'til 3." she said.

jordan stepped into the foyer. "i know. i'm not here to see her."

jasmine didn't say anything for a second, she just furrowed her eyebrow in confusion. "then why are you here?"

"i came to see you." he looked only at her, while jasmine shifted her eyes elsewhere. she sighed and walked back towards the living room. she sat down on the couch and jordan followed.

"we can't keep doing this, you know? you were just here yesterday for my sister. you must think i don't know what happened in here?" jasmine's tone increasingly became more dismissive, but jordan didn't care.

"i know. i wanted to make things work with india. i still want to, but i don't know if she does. she says one thing but her actions say another."

"jordan what the hell are you talking about?" jasmine was starting to get annoyed.

"she was all up on me while i was here, but when i texted her goodnight last night she didn't respond. she just loved the message. she doesn't want me back." he sounded sad about it, but jasmine didn't care.

"so you tryna see wassup with me because my sister shut you down? that's not how this works."

jordan sighed again. he knew he was wrong for coming here to see her, but it was worth the try. his mind was telling him to fight it, but he couldn't do it. he inched closer to jasmine. jasmine looked at him crazy, but she didn't move. "jasmine, it's not even like that. you know wassup between us," jordan reached for her thigh, "i ain't gotta say too much, ma. i can show you better than i can tell you."

jasmine wanted to pretend like she didn't like what he was doing, but her faces gave her away. jordan smiled to himself. he felt accomplished. he gained satisfaction from her reactions, he knew he got her again. jasmine stood up and grabbed her phone. she looked at the time. it was 12:37. india will be home in about 3 hours. i have time.

she headed towards the stairs and looked back at him from the rail. she pulled her shirt over her head and threw it at him. "this is your last time. then we're done." she didn't say anything else, she walked to india's guest room and shut the door behind her.

jordan laughed and started up the stairs. this ain't finna be the last time and she know it. he walked into the room and locked the door.

use your imagination. you know what happened next.