[Untitled] [Non-gasoo] 2 new chp added pg 4

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thewiggs - really???


Errrr....the twist comes later on Daniel...

Here's chapter 3

Chapter 3

Why does my face hurt, Jasmine was thinking to herself and she could feel herself opening her eyes slowly to see Melinda looking down her – her eyes filled with worry. Jasmine slowly got up into a sitting position with Melinda’s help and looked around. She realised that she is not in her own penthouse but a rented one.

“Are you ok?” a deep, husky voice asked her.

Jasmine looked up, to see the same man that was leaning in the doorway. She nodded her head and noticed that Lillian was stand close to that man. They must be dating, she thought to herself.

“What happened?” Jasmine could her herself asking.

“You fainted,” Melinda informed her, “Which is rather weird because you’re usually fit and well,” she continued.

Jasmine just shook her head, pretending not to care but was wondering who that mysterious man was. He looks so much like – it can’t be him, her mind told her. It has been six years, as if that could be him.

“Sorry if your face hurts – I was kind of slapping you to wake you up,” Melinda apologised and explained – Jasmine just laughed out loud. She laughed so hard that tears were forming.

I’m losing my mind, she thought to herself. Jasmine slowly got to her feet and extended her hand towards the man. He took her hand into a gentle, yet caressing, handshake.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you Jasmine – I hear you’re the best model in the business,” the man started, “I’m sorry if I scared you earlier – if that’s the reason why you fainted,” he eyed Jasmine suspiciously.
That made Jasmine laugh nervously, “No, no – I guess that working in the modelling business can be tiring and sometimes I may not have caught up on enough sleep,” Jasmine tried effortlessly to defend herself.

“I see – I guess that’s why it was hard to book you in for the shoot,” he said as he ran his hand through his hair, “And speaking about the shoot, I want to apologise about the mix-up,” he started up again.

Melinda then came to Jasmine’s side, “Sorry to intrude – you must be Eric Jung?” Melinda asked.

The man just stood there staring at Jasmine and then turned to Melinda, “Yes I am” he replied. Jasmines’ body just froze all over. She zoned out as soon as she heard him reply to Melinda. No! It can’t be – the boy I loved 6 years ago is standing in front of me, her mind screamed. Jasmine turned to her assistant slowly, trying not to make it too obvious.

“Sorry but I need some rest – I don’t think I feel too good still,” Jasmine lied.

“Oh, I’ll lead you to the bedroom. You’ll like the view –” Eric said as he held his hand out to Jasmine, who was still look at her assistant, hinting her that she needs to escape from this man. Melinda looked at Jasmine and understood straight away.

“Lead the way Mr Jung!” Melinda chirped as she grabbed Jasmines’ hand.

He stood there for a second and then turned on his heels, leading the direction to the master bedroom.

“I hope you find you’re stay relaxing –” he was saying as a voice called out to him.

“Eric! I think they can take care of themselves. We’re going to be late!” Lillian whinged as she came walking back from what looks like the bathroom.

He stopped in his tracks and turned to look at Lillian, then turned to Jasmine.

“I’m sorry but I must go but be rest assured that this won’t be the last time we see each other,” he said calmly, staring intensely at Jasmine.

Jasmine only nodded in agreement as she quickly walked pass him into the bedroom – only turned around in time to see him put his arm around Lillian as they exited the penthouse.

“I swear – they should get a room!” Melinda said to the now closed door, “And that Lillian lady! Why I would love to kick her –” but only stopped to watch Jasmine walk over to the window.

Melinda began unpacking a suitcase as Jasmine stood at the window, looking down onto the streets below. She caught the couple standing down there as a car pulled up to the curb. She watched as Eric opened the door to let Lillian in first – then looked up at Jasmine. She quickly turned away as he waved up towards her.

God, why now, she asked herself as she crawled under the covers of the big queen-size soft bed. She watched Melinda unpack her things and started to hum that tune she heard every time she received her mysterious call. She hummed it over and over again, until she fell asleep with only one thought on her mind – it can’t be him.


In a car, driving away from the penthouse where Jasmine is currently residing – Eric was sitting there, looking out the window humming the same tune.

[chaedogg]

yeah its getting more interesting

[BaBy_TiCkLiSh]

really? you guys like it so far?

[amikimmi]

being more graphical would kind of help but its really gơod!

[BaBy_TiCkLiSh]

Hahahaha...graphical...getting there...

Chapter 4

Eric sat the whole car ride, humming the same tune over and over again. Lillian sat next to him, staring at him – he hadn’t realised that she was talking to him. This made her angry.

“Eric!” she yelled at him.

He didn’t respond, but kept looking out the car window, watching the scenery pass by. Lillian grabbed his hand but he took her hand and threw it back to her.

“Must you be a b!tch?” Eric asked without looking at her.

Lillian choked – this is the first time the Eric has ever swore at her. But she tried to keep her cool.

“What do you mean?” she asked back.

He was quiet for a moment longer, still not turning to look at her. Lillian started to worry – the awkward silence is making her shift nervously in her seat.

“I think we both know what I mean,” he said.

“You mean about Jasmine?” Lillian asked.

Well obviously, he thought to himself sarcastically. Eric still looked out his window but felt her hands on his shoulder. Before he could react, Lillian grabbed his face with both hands and kissed him. For a split second, he let her kiss him – Jasmine, rang through his mind. He then grabbed both her hands and threw her back into her seat.

“We may be engaged because our parents made it happen,” he said as he glowered at her, “But you’ll never be the woman I love – so stop being a child and start growing up,” he told her.

Lillian sat up and then retaliated, “You know that no matter what – you have to marry me regardless,” she reminded him, “Even though she is back, you can’t go back on your word to your parents!” she shot out at him.

Eric sat there glaring at her – she glared back at him, with a smile of triumph. But she was right. No matter what he says or does – he will have to marry Lillian.

Since the event six years ago left him completely empty. He turned away from Lillian again and resumed looking out the window. Has it been really six years, he asked himself. He remembers that day, as if it happened yesterday. He could never forget – for six years he tried to find her and failed. Both sides of the family thought she may have either left the country or was left for dead.

He felt the car pull slowly into a stop at the red lights – with that he just got out of the car and started walking. Lillian yelled at him to come back – but he kept walking. I hate her so much, he said to himself as he made his way through the busy streets. He kept walking until he couldn’t hear Lillian’s screams anymore. He started to wonder if this is a punishment from God. His train of thoughts was then cut short from the ringing of his cell phone. He pulled it out and looked at the ID – Lillian. He pressed the ‘hang up’ button, turned his phone off and shoved the phone back into his pocket, then turned around to hail for a cab. It didn’t take him long to decide where he was going next.

I want to see her again, he told himself, I have to see her again.

He got into the cab, which didn’t take him long to grab.

“Where to buddy?” the cab driver grunted.

“J Penthouse Towers – on Simon Street” he replied and then started humming the tune again.


Back at the penthouse, Jasmine was sound asleep still when Melinda came into the room to wake her.

“Just five more minutes,” Jasmine said in between a yawn.

“Come on missy – you got to eat something,” Melinda pressed at her. She was holding a tray with food on it.

Jasmine just rolled over and looked out the window. She had so much on her mind since she arrived and it was giving her a hard time to fall asleep. She was so deep in her thoughts that she didn’t hear Melinda put the tray down and leave the room.

What am I going to do, she asked herself. She was so clueless – seeing her past slap her in the face. Frustrated, she threw the covers off and rolled out of the bed – landing on the floor with a loud ‘thud’. She then got up and grabbed a bathrobe and the toiletry bag as she made her way to the bathroom to take a shower.

“I hate it when it has to bite me in the ass,” she scowled at herself as she turned on the tap to let the water run.

As Jasmine stood there waiting for the water to warm, she started to zone out and remembered something that she thought she would forget along with other memories.

“Come on Jazz!” the boy yelled out to her.

Jasmine looked up at him and started to cry. He knows that she is scared but he still kept on climbing. She just stood there and allowed the tears to flow freely.

“Why are you so mean?” she sobbed at him, “You know that I can’t do it but you have to be so mean!” she yelled at him. She kept on standing in the one spot and kept crying.

She didn’t realise that the boy climbed back down and gathered her into his arms. She looked up at him through teary eyes and saw him smiling down at her. She tried to pull away but he tightened his hold on her.

“No matter what – I don’t ever want to make you cry again,” the boy promised her, “Because I love you Jazz” he whispered to her.

“I love you too E–”

A loud knock on the door snapped her back to reality.

“Yeah?” Jasmine called out.

“There’s a visitor – Mr Jung is back.”

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Hahahaha...I've been fixing this chapter on and off...been so busy working...hope this chapter is good! Took me ages!

Chapter 5

“What?” Jasmine shouted at the closed bathroom door. Did I misheard, she asked herself.

“Mr Jung is back – he said that he needed to discuss over the plans over the photo shoot…something, something along those lines,” Melinda replied on the other side of the bathroom door. That was Melinda’s way - ‘something, something along those lines’ in other words: ‘it’s none of my business’ or ‘I can’t be bothered to repeat’.

Jasmine just stood there in front of the reflection of herself in the mirror, wondering why he came back all of the sudden. She let out a loud sigh, “Tell him I’ll be out eventually,” she told Melinda, which was Jasmines’ way of saying “they can learn to wait’.

Jasmine quickly had her shower, dried and dressed herself. She was really curious yet anxious at the same time, as in why is he back here all of the sudden. She recalled him being hurried away by Lillian. She quickly blow dried her hair and braided it loosely over her shoulder. She took one glance in the mirror again and sighed to her reflection.

“If I knew this would happen, I wouldn’t have agreed to do this shoot,” she told her reflection.

Jasmine walked out of the bathroom and out to the living space. Melinda was there reading a magazine but as soon as she saw Jasmine walked out of the bedroom she pointed out to the balcony.

“He’s out there?” Jasmine asked in confusion.

“Yep – don’t ask me why. All he did was came in told me to tell you that he needed to speak to you and walked out there” Melinda said without looking up.

Jasmine looked towards the glass door that led out to the spacious balcony. She hesitated for a moment and before she could take one step, the door slid open and Eric stuck his head in.

“Well, it’s about time,” he exclaimed, “Care to join me out on the balcony? The view is rather lovely,” he asked her as he opened the door wider for Jasmine to walk out as well.

Jasmine made her way towards the door and walked right pass Eric. As soon as she stepped out onto the balcony, the door closed right behind her. Then all of the sudden, she felt his strong arms wrapped around her in a tight embrace – he was hugging her.

Jasmine just froze in her spot. He held onto her for about five minutes – not moving one bit. Then he started to hum the tune – the same tune six years ago, the same tune from the phone calls every few nights and the same tune Jasmine hummed herself to sleep not long ago. Jasmine still stood there without reacting to Eric’s embrace or his humming. She wanted to melt into his embrace but she couldn’t – her body wouldn’t let her – she wouldn’t let herself.

Eric stopped humming and whispered in her ear, “I waited for this moment for six years,” he turned Jasmine around to face him. He bent his head down to kiss her as Jasmine looked up at him and slapped him across the face.

She felt her face going red, not from embarrassment but from anger.

“What was that for?” he yelled at her.

“For breaking the promise you made to me six years ago!” Jasmine yelled back at him, “I don’t know what your intentions are but if you’re not here to talk about business then I suggests you leave!” she kept yelling.

“You’ve changed,” Eric said to her as he rubbed his cheek.

Tears started to form in Jasmine’s eyes but she refuses to cry in front of Eric. I hurt him, her brain cried out.

“You’re more stronger than I could remember,” he kept going, “I guess six years does do a lot to one person,” he said as he looked down to his shoes.

Eric always did that – when he felt embarrassed, he would always look down to the ground or his shoes. Jasmine shook her head to clear her mind – stand strong Jazz, she told herself. Jasmine refused o let her feelings overpower her.

“Don’t waste my time, what do you want?” Jasmine lashed out at him. Jasmine was beginning to feel impatient.

“What do I want?” Eric repeated her question, “I think we both know what I want” he continued on, “Don’t tell me that you don’t want this – us?” he asked Jasmine, staring straight at her.

Jasmine tried to avoid his gaze but couldn’t – he was right. Jasmine wanted this for six years but now – she feels nothing. She can’t even remember if she still loves this man from six years ago. The only feeling she feels is dread – she dreaded for this day to come and it has, almost like Judgement Day.

“Well?” Eric asked her impatiently.

“That was six years ago,” Jasmine said to him as she walked over to the balcony railing, “You had six years to come to me and you didn’t come,” Jasmine pressed on with her back turned to him.

“For six years I waited for you to come to me – you said you will find me and come to me but you didn’t,” she then turned around and face him. Eric could see from where he was standing that she is angry. He started towards her but she stopped him.

“Don’t bother trying to comfort me. I yearned for your comfort then but I don’t want anything from you anymore. So let’s just do our jobs and get the shoot over and done with so I won’t have to see your face or hers again,” she shot at him, “And I won’t have to see them either” she whispered.

Eric understood what he meant by ‘her’ – Lillian. He also understood what he meant by ‘them’ – Jasmine’s father and step-mother.

He watched Jasmine make her way back into the penthouse but he called after her.

“Don’t go – not yet” he called out to her.

Jasmine stopped in her tracks. She was about to turn to him when she heard his phone ring and cursed underneath his breath. That gave Jasmine the impression that Lillian is calling him.

“Just go to her – and stop wasting my time,” Jasmine said over her shoulder and she opened the door. Before she stepped inside to tell Melinda to see Eric out of the penthouse she turned to him.

“FYI – I know she’s your fiancée” and with that she walked inside, leaving him standing there cursing at himself.

[amikimmi]

that was very gooooooooood

[BaBy_TiCkLiSh]

I don't know...I kind of stuck between my chapters...I'm thinking of giving up on this story...I haven't been feeling great lately...been feeling kind of depressed...so yeah...might have to put the story behind...

[amikimmi]

I don't know...I kind of stuck between my chapters...I'm thinking of giving up on this story...I haven't been feeling great lately...been feeling kind of depressed...so yeah...might have to put the story behind...

awww Sis. what's wrong? everyone feels depressed nowadays...

[chaedogg]

keep going i think u been yo busy lately

[BaBy_TiCkLiSh]

I'm trying to write the next few chapters...but I'm not happy with the one of the chapters I just finished last week...and I'm still trying to rewrite it... :'(

[BaBy_TiCkLiSh]

Chapter 6

He stood there as he watched her walk away from him. Damn it, he cursed to himself, of course she would know you idiot, and she’s not that stupid, he said to himself. He should’ve known better – he had six years.

In his hand, his phone rang again, “Bloody hell,” he cursed aloud, “What?” he yelled into the phone.

“Excuse me?” the woman on the other line asked him.

Eric cleared his throat nervously. It was his mother on the line, which only meant that Lillian whinge to his mother about his behaviour today. He is only hoping that she has not told his mother about Jasmine being back in town after six long years. He is not ready to let his parents, especially his mother, to know that Jasmine is back in town.

“I’m sorry mother, but I thought you were –” but was then cut off by his mother yelling at him.

“You thought I was Lillian?” she asked him in an angry tone, “I just got a call from her telling me that you decided to get out of the car in the middle of traffic and left her screaming for you to get back into the car,” his mother kept going.

Eric let out a loud sigh. Lillian was testing his patience and she was using his own family against him – especially his mother. Six years can change a lot of Jasmine but she wasn’t the only one who changed in six years.

“Well?” his mother asked impatiently on the other line. She didn’t realise that her son tuned out.

“What?” he asked her.

“Have you not listened to a word I said?” she yelled at him, “You’re engaged to Lillian! This kind of behaviour cannot be tolerated, and we both know that!” she kept yelling at him, “Both families are respectable in this community and I won’t allow my son to behave the way he did today” she warned him.

Eric let out loud and annoying sigh into the phone.

“Mum, I don’t have time for this. We’ll finish this when I get home” and he hung on her and turned his phone off.

He stood on the balcony a little bit longer and ran his fingers through his hair. Drama, drama, drama, he whinged to himself.

He heard the door slide open and Jasmine’s assistant, Melinda, stuck her head out.

“I am to show you out apparently,” she said to him and left the door open for him to come inside.

Eric let out another loud sigh. He began to wonder if God was against him today. He made his way back into the penthouse and saw Melinda standing at the front door – holding the door with one hand and holding his coat with the other.

“Where is she?” he asked her as he grabbed his coat off her.

“She told me to tell you that you don’t need to know,” she replied to him with no warmth or friendliness in her tone.

He looked at the closed bedroom door and then turned to walk out the door. Eric slowly made his way to the elevator and called over his shoulder before Melinda closed the door shut.

“See you tomorrow – and you can tell Jasmine to count on that” he finished as the door closed shut.

He chuckled to himself and began humming the tune again, allowing his mind to drift into his memories while he waited for the lift.

His hands covered her eyes.

“Guess who?” he asked her.

“Eric! You’re not funny!” she yelled at him.

Eric just laughed as he wrapped his arm around her waist, allowing her to lean her back against his chest. He only wished that this moment would last forever. He looked down at her and noticed that she was staring off into the distance.

 “What are you staring at?” he asked her.

“None of your business,” she replied, “Stop being so nosy” she said to him as she turned around and poked him in the stomach.

She started to laugh because every time she poked him the stomach, he always pulled a funny face. He pinched her nose and she slapped his hand away. She hated that but she got a cute button nose that was always tempted to be pinched.

“Meanie!” she yelled at him.

He laughed and wrapped his arms around her into a long hug.

“Marry me?” he whispered into her ear.

She spun around to face him, with a look of total shock painted on her face.

“You’ve lost your mind?” she asked him, “I’m only fifteen and you’re seventeen! We’re too young!” she reminded him.

“I know that,” Eric said to her, “But I’m asking in advance so no other guy or guys can have you,” he kept going as he brushed a strand of hair out of her eyes.

“I’ll promise you this Jazz – I’ll marry you and no other” he whispered as he hugged her again.

Ding!

The elevator door opened and brought Eric back into reality. He was about to step in as the doors opened wider but took a step back in surprise to see Lillian standing there – arms crossed and she was angry. You could almost see steam coming out of her ears.

“I guess six years wasn’t long enough for you to forget about her after all,” she said through clenched teeth.

Eric looked at her and shrugged his shoulders. Lillian was about to storm out of the elevator towards the front door of the penthouse – the one Jasmine was residing in. He grabbed her arm and dragged her back into the lift and the door closed behind them. He pressed a button and the lift started to go down. She started yelling at him but Eric tuned out – he remembered something the Jasmine just said to him.

“What was that for?” he yelled at her.

“For breaking the promise you made to me six years ago!” Jasmine yelled back at him

She’s right, he thought to himself. Eric broke his promise, the one he made six years ago – that he will marry no other but Jasmine.

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Chapter 7

Jasmine could feel the warm rays of the sun on her face but she didn’t open her eyes. It’s morning already, she thought to herself. She rolled over to turn her back to the windows. She remembered yesterday that she went straight to bed after Eric came back to the penthouse yesterday. She confronted him – about his promise and his engagement to Lillian. She could feel herself getting angry again.

“Bastard!” she yelled out.

She was angry – at the fact that he could be marrying any girl, as long as it wasn’t Lillian. Jasmine sat up and threw the blankets off her, and then there was a knock on her door.

“Come in” Jasmine called out.

Melinda poked her head in and looked around the room. What the hell is she doing, Jasmine asked herself.

“Did I hear you curse?” Melinda asked her. Jasmine just laughed and nodded.
Jasmine made her way to the bathroom and started brushing her teeth as Melinda walked to the wardrobe to get an outfit ready for Jasmine. She has a press conference to attend and she is not looking forward to it. For the obvious reason – he will be there and most probably her as well. Of course they will be there because their company, well, his company, is part of the reason why she is here.

Jasmine came out of the bathroom and Melinda was nowhere in the bedroom to be found, however, her outfit was lain out on the made bed. Jasmine let out a sigh as she started getting changed. She was about to apply her make-up when Melinda stuck her head back into the bedroom.

“Your chariot awaits,” Melinda mocked in an English accent. Jasmine just laughed at her assistant.

“Do I have at least five minutes to finish up?” Jasmine asked looking at Melinda from the mirror she was sitting in front of holding her brush up. Melinda nodded and her head disappeared.

Jasmine laughed again and started to apply her make-up, which is not much anyway. Her complexion smooth and natural that she only wears a bit of rouge, eyeliner, mascara and lip gloss. Jasmine had always loved the “baby doll” look and had never tried another look ever since she made her career. Since her debut in modelling, she was given the nickname “The Doll” because the day she debut, she was modelling the “baby doll” look.

Jasmine took one final look in the mirror, not caring if she looked presentable or not because she knows once she gets to the press conference, there will be a make-up artist there to fix her up. Jasmine rushed out of the bedroom and Melinda already had the door opened and someone was already holding the elevator for her – it was her manager.

“Good morning sunshine!” he greeted her. Jasmine gave him a peck on the cheek as she passed him into the elevator with Melinda followed close behind her.

“So Uncle Jon,” Melinda started, “Where are we going?” she asked him.

“The conference is held at the Trinity Seaside Hotel, which is located close to where the photo shoot is planned. Also, it is the same hotel where the Fashion Week show will be held as well,” he said as he pinched Melinda’s cheeks.

Jonathon ‘Jon’ Sung is Melinda’s only blood relative – he is Melinda’s uncle, her father’s only brother. Luckily for Jasmine, Uncle Jon took her in as family too. Melinda would have been a model but she never liked to be in the “lime-light” until she met Jasmine and introduced her to Uncle Jon. Ever since the first day she met Melinda and Uncle Jon, they became a part of her life – they became her only family for the past six years. There was another reason for Melinda not taking up the modelling career – her mother used to be a model and her father was the professional photographer. But both her parents died in a horrific accident that left Melinda orphaned and Uncle Jon to fight for the welfare rights. But now it has been great because Uncle Jon is like a father to both Jasmine and Melinda – and Jasmine looks at Melinda like a sister that she never had and has always wanted.

“Uncle Jon,” Jasmine started, “What is the duration of our stay here for this shoot?” she asked.

Uncle Jon eyed Jasmine suspiciously from the newspaper he just flipped opened.

“Why do you ask?” he asked her back.

“Just curious,” she replied. She averted her eyes to the numbers above the elevator’s door – two more floors. Uncle Jon chuckled, although he has only known Jasmine for six years, but he knows her well enough.

“I know about this Eric fellow and I won’t let him hurt my little girl,” he said as he turned the pages in the newspaper.

Melinda giggled a bit and Jasmine looked at her. It was obvious that she told Uncle Jon while Jasmine was asleep.

The elevator touched down to ground level and the doors open. Uncle Jon walked out first with Jasmine and Melinda behind him. The walked outside the building and Uncle Jon stopped in his tracks abruptly causing Jasmine and Melinda crashing into him and into each other.

Jasmine looked up to see that Uncle Jon shaking hands – with Eric. Why is he here, Jasmine mentally screamed.

Eric turned to greet Jasmine, but she only replied with silence. She walked pass him and got into the car that Melinda was standing by waiting for her. Eric chuckled and got into the car in front of the one Jasmine got in.

Melinda got into the same car with Jasmine and turned to ask her, “You’re not looking forward to this aren’t you?” as she put her seatbelt on.

“I never looked forward to this to begin with” Jasmine stated bluntly as the car started to roll into motion.

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I'm struggling with chapters 8 and 9...lol but I hope these 2 chapters are good...I had to rewrite chapter 7 a few times...lol