bonus chapter,

his death is your fault

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"THIS – THIS IS ALL WRONG," Her arms were crossed, wind blowing on her light yellow dress, clenching her jaw when she had seen so many people during her adoptive dads death, the ones who were beside her had been Chad and Mindy, "He wouldn't want this, he's not some object to be displayed, he was real a person, a kindhearted person." Dewey wouldn't want all these people in his fucking memorial, it was bothering Jasmine Altieri, so much. The flowers that were simply being placed on the table that held the cremation urn.. He wouldn't want this.

   Jasmine's eyes glanced at a portrait of him, he was smiling — Except, the only thing that was able to flash in her head was back into the hospital, her nightmares. She'd get them here and there, but no matter how many pictures or videos she sees of him, her memory suddenly drifts back to the hospital.

   Chad had squeezed his girlfriends hand in attempt to reassure her, "I'm sorry, Minnie. I know that he wouldn't of want this. . ." He had known about this, Dewey would often tell her that this would be something that he'd never want for himself, "It's only an hour until they all leave, or you can tell your Aunts that you want this to end." He attempted to search for options.

   It had then suddenly clicked, a thought in her own mind, "You're absolutely right." She gently released his hand, and quickly walking towards the table that held a microphone, Chad's eyes had simply widened, and had instantly bit the inside of his cheek, shoving his hands inside of his pocket, a part of him felt that he knew what she was about to do.

   Mindy was just casually snacking on her fruit, all while Sam and Tara were simply by her as well, quietly speaking amongst themselves, as the three raised their eyebrow, watching their friend picking up the microphone, so the three slowly approached Chad, "What is she going to do?" Mindy questioned her brother.

   Chad had scratched the back of his neck, speaking to his sister and friends, "She's most likely going to kick everyone out of here in —"He was ultimately interrupted by his girlfriend who was casually speaking, and there was no hint of kindness, only hatred when she spoke.

   Their mouths widened.

   Jasmine had angrily began to speak, "I sincerely apologize to all of you, oh who am I fucking kidding. . ." She glared at everyone in the room, she had ignored the looks of her two Aunts and Uncle, "All of you get the fuck out of my house, he's not some damn object to look at, he didn't even know either one of you!" She spat, eyes getting glossy.

   No one was making any movement, all continued then to eat, and that only angered her more.

   Mark who was close to her attempted to intervene her moves, she shrugged his hand away from her view, "Don't fucking touch me, Mark." She flicked him, stalking towards the table that had held food.

   Out of her own anger, she smacked three adults food plates, and every single tray that held food, or drinks she knocked it all out of the table, and had glared at them, "All of you, get out." She had gripped on one of their arms, the woman attempting to release her hand, but Jasmine was stronger, as she had ultimately led her out of the backyard, harshly shoving her out of here.

   Chad ran towards his girlfriend, and attempting to stop her, "Minnie, don't." She shoved him away.

   She pointed her finger at him, "Don't tell me what to fucking do," She had glared at him, the wind was calmly blowing onto her hair and dress, as half of her mascara was staining her cheeks, she didn't mean to sound rude to him, but she was so upset, "Or, I'll kick you out of here, as well." She had purposely bumped shoulders with him.

   Chad frowned. He knew that Dewey Riley's death was affecting her, so much. There were moments that she would have outbursts, and they were. . . they were worst than before, and no matter how many times that Gale Weathers attempts to help, it's not the same. For some reason, it was easy for Dewey Riley to calm her down when she had outbursts, he shut his eyes and just wanted his girlfriend to get better, he didn't know how to help — He knew that she's hurting, and it pains him to see her hurting.

   He had remained on the front lawn, as he noticed people were leaving, a harsh poke on his back, turning his entire body around that he noticed a grown man, and angrily speaking to him, "Control your girlfriend, she's nothing but a nutshell. . ." He spat that allowed saliva to leave his mouth, "Handling all these guests in such manner, manners she developed from her visitation to her biological father, that forsaken bastard who murdered innocents."

   Chad had felt so much anger building up inside his body, he out of his fucking instinct punched the man, that the man had fell onto the ground, and only leaving Chad to continue putting punches in him, it wasn't until he was pulled off the man, he had spat blood out of his mouth.

   Mark was keeping him in place, "What the hell is wrong with you?" He was astonished at todays events, "He could press chargers on you, kid." He deadpanned.

   Martha was hysterically speaking, her face paled at the scene that was unfolding before her own eyes, "I'm so sorry, sir. He didn't mean to cause this ruckus. . . . " She had given her son a quick stern look, "Right, Chad?" She had gritted her teeth.

   Chad glared at the man, clenching his own fists, "I did fucking mean it, he had came all up on my face trash talking my girl." He angrily reminded the man.

   The man huffed in annoyance, "I'll be pressing chargers on your boy, Martha Meeks. Nothing, but lunatics with these two." He had fixed his jacket, and had angrily walked away.

   Martha had been about to speak only for Mindy to come rushing out in panic, her face was pale, "Jasmine is beating the shit out of, Sam. And, we can't pull her off. Come and get her, Chad." She retorted.

   The three of them felt their eyes widened.

   All of them had ran back towards the backyard, and no one can prepare them for what they were watching, Jasmines knuckles were bloody and straddling Sam.

   Jasmine simply sneering, "This is your fault. . ." She had somehow ended up wrapping her hands on Sam's neck, "You just had to go and search for him, you stupid bitch!" She had screamed at her face.

   Gale panicking, "Let her go, Jasmine."

   She attempted to pull her back, only for Jasmine to harshly shove her back, the same way she shoved Sydney away from her.

   "No." Jasmine angrily said, tears were peaking out of her eyes, a tear drop of hers landing on Sam's cheek.

   Chad had ran behind the girls, wrapping his arms around his girlfriends waist, and gently speaking to her, "Come on, let her go. Minnie, please?" He attempted to get her to stop from doing this.

   Jasmine had managed to throw in one last punch at her before she let her boyfriend pick her up, panting for air after all of this, all while Tara had grabbed onto her sister who was just coughing after being choked, and spitting out blood from her mouth.

   Tara glared at her friend, "Are you fucking crazy!?" She spat at her.

   Jasmine gave her a taunting smile, "Yes."

   Sam's eyes were watery, "Why?"

   Jasmine simply glared at her in pure hatred, "You had to involve him into this mess. . ." She clenched her jaw, venomously reminding her about something that hurt Sam, "Aren't you Billy Loomis, kid? You didn't ever need to go, and involve Dewey, you could've handled this shit on your own. You're the reason that Dewey is dead, but of course, you're Billy Loomis's kid. So, what do we expect." She angrily spat, Chad tightened his grip on his girlfriends waist, so she wouldn't escape to continue punching Sam.

   Sydney sighed, "Minnie —"

   Jasmine given her a stern look, "Don't."

   Sam had felt her world crumble on the shit that Jasmine was telling her, as this fucking felt worse than getting stabbed, "I didn't me—" She was interrupted by Jasmine who said one last thing to her.

   She harshly spat at her, "Doesn't fucking matter anymore, he's already dead. So, your apology means absolutely nothing to me." She had instantly shoved her boyfriends arms away from her, and running inside of the house to crawl back into her bed.

   Where, Chad soon followed after her and had engulfed his girlfriend into a hug, all while she had sobbed into his arms for an hour until she had fallen asleep, it was a pattern of her crying like this for several weeks until she had slowly let everything sink in, and her outbursts had began to minimize.

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𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞, hope you enjoyed.

Sobbing — Jasmine really
loved her adoptive dad.

Her beating up Sam. 💀💀.
Reason why Jasmine would
hate Sam in act two every five minutes,
but then defend her.

FYI — Jasmine never apologized for
this incident, but her defending and
telling Sam that she isn't Billy, it was
her sort of way of an apology without
saying sorry.