Chapter thirty eight,

behind you, bitch

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"NOT THIS BITCH, AGAIN. IT SUCKS THAT YOU'RE PREGNANT, JAY." Charlie Walker announced, as his figure was standing right beside her, "And, you also have no damn fucking weapon on you, Jay!" His eyes were narrowed at the girl across, throwing daggers at the teenagers face.

Jasmine had an arm protecting her stomach, she was completely hurt on the stunt that Tara had pulled — Tears were slowly trickling down her own eyes, a voice booming quite loudly that captured her attention, "Turn around, are you going to stare at the door all day?" Jodie had practically taunted.

Jasmine's own jaw had clenched, body was also stiffening as she slowly turned her entire body around, teeth gritting as she spoke, "The fuck is your motive, Jodie —" Giving her an extremely deadly glare, "I've got a pretty good idea about your motive, that makes no sense at all." She snapped.

Her eyes had glanced downwards — She had painfully down swallowed her saliva because of how her boyfriends lifeless body was just laying there, and she wasn't feeling any movement on her stomach, it was terrifying her.

Jodie had practically laughed, and slowly beginning to approach Jasmine who walked the different direction, all while Jodie began to speak, again, "Do you know how easy it was to get into Tara Carpenter's head?" She let out a giggle, hand gripping on the ends of the knife as she continued, "Made her believe all these fucking awful things about you, and twisting my words  — Oh, how can I forget making her believe that your now dead boyfriend was even interested in her!" A smirk appeared on her lips.

Jasmine was mind blown, voice simply cracking at this betrayal, ". . . Why? Why would you do this Jodie? I welcomed you into my life in open arms. I defended you —" Her bottom lip was quivering before she slowly ended her sentence, "I fucking loved you!" She snapped at her.

Jodie had mockingly placed her left hand onto her chest, tauntingly speaking, "That was so touching. . ." She clapped her own hands, and slowly stepping closer towards Jasmine who backed up even more, "I never once cared for you, it was pretty damn easy stepping into your life, and having you believe that I cared for you. Hell — I don't even care for Tara, it was just amusing putting you two against each other — She even left you here alone. Does that hurt!?" She clenched her fist.

Jasmine clenched her jaw.

Jodie had asked once, again, "Does it hurt!?" Her voice was booming quite loudly, and giving Jasmine the ultimate worst glare, her eyes were simply dark eying the girl.

   Jasmine had quickly responded to the girl in front of her, but not close by to her, "No. Does it hurt knowing that your Aunt Jennifer Jolie was brutally murdered by Roman Bridger?" She retorted.

   Jodie felt her eyes beginning to get watery at the mention of her deceased Aunt, "Shut-up! You're wrong, your father, Mickey Altieri killed my Aunt. . ." She yelled out as she pointed her finger at Jasmine, speaking over her, "You have no idea the shit your dad had fucking caused us, specifically me." Her father had committed suicide, she was barely five at the time, and had witnessed him shooting himself straight in the head, and her mother turned into a alcoholic, as she had no adults taking care of her, "But, all thanks to Detective Bailey, he saved me. And, I finally have a purpose in life." She smiled, and wiped her tears.

   Jasmine practically laughed, this was by far the best bullshit she's have ever heard, oh how wrong can someone be, "Are you even hearing yourself, Jodie? My dad was in jail, are you this stupid —" She given her an obvious look, "You know Google is free, right? Roman Bridger is the one who killed you Aunt." She gritted her own teeth.

   Jodie remained silent —

   Jasmine continued, "I expected you possibly being related to Derek Feldman, avenging your Uncles death. Blah, blah, blah —" She taunted her before laughing, "But, we've got ourselves here a girlfriend killer, girlfriend killer. I can't fucking wait to brag this to Tara, and prove just how psychotic you are, you fucking bitch!" She given her a tauntingly stare.

   Jodie felt humiliated by her words, "She'd believe me over you, you don't possibly think that she'd go on and believing you? You're the bad guy. Remember?" Jodie had quickly taken her stance back, placing her hand onto her own chest, "I'm just the helpless victim who had to defend herself." She lowly said, a smirk playing on her lips.

   Jasmine backed up, as she didn't take notice of her own surroundings, and had accidentally stumbled over her boyfriends lifeless body, a groan had escaped her lips, her arms were just protecting her from the impact, Jasmine had her teeth gritted, "Get the hell away from us, you stupid bitch, you're not a helpless victim, we are — You lay a hand on me, I'll end your life with my bare hands." She venomously spat.

   Jodie who continued approaching Jasmine who was quickly scooting herself even farther away, and attempting to get herself up, but it was hard to get up, she always needed Chad's support, "There's the killer, I've got everything all planned out — You went psycho after your boyfriend died, so you attempted to dismember my head, but I got the upper hand. . ." She had seen Jasmine's eyes widened before her eyes had drifted towards Chad, slight movement as she continued, "Hmm — If your boyfriend can somehow manage to survive, I'm sure he'll go through grieve during Autumn and your death, but I'll be sure that Tara keeps him really nice and warm." She had laughed.

   Jasmine was getting beyond frustrated, eyes were already fuming in anger, "Shut-up!" She was already fed up with Tara's name, "Fucking! Shut-up! Shut-up!" She screamed.

   Heart was pumping rather quickly. All this stress — And, also feeling no damn movement of her daughter in her stomach, it was killing her, she was afraid that something was wrong, and she needed to go to the hospital. She was scared for her daughters life.

   Jodie who had screamed, "What!? Are you afraid!" She retorted, and quickly approaching Jasmine, and bending down to her level, and attempting to move her hair from her face only for Jasmine to harshly grip on her arm, "Don't fucking touch me." She shoved the girls hand away.

   Jodie who clasped her hands together, eyes practically rolling, "Rude much. . ." She pouted her lips before continuing, "You have any last words before your death?" She had tauntingly asked her.

   Jasmine sucked in her breath, twisting her head upwards, it was then that she had seen a figure who placed his fingers on his lips, slowly approaching them, ". . . I'm waiting!" Jodie had quickly snapped her fingers towards Jasmine's face.

   The figure given her a thumbs up.

   Jasmine had tauntingly smirked, and was amusingly speaking towards the girl, "Behind you, bitch." She pointed behind her.

   Jodie froze, "Wh—"

   Eyes quickly widened when a figure had appeared behind her, picking her entire body up and slamming her harshly into the ground, straddling her, Jodie had attempted to fight the figure, but he was stronger — It was then that she had realized it was the same one from the apartment, Jasmine's dad.

   Jasmine's eyes were focused on the display in from her, she had never once seen her dad just murder someone in person, as this was all new to her, she's always been used to him and his humorous jokes, ". . . Holy fuck." She silently whispered.

   Jodie had attempted to grip on the mask to remove it from the persons face, a scream has escaped her lips, "Please — Please, stop. I'm sorry, I'll leave her be." She practically pleaded.

   Mickey who's voice was still disoriented, venomously speaking, "Were you fucking sorry when you threatened to kill my daughter and granddaughter?" He dug the knife further into the girls skin.

She began to gurgle up blood, "Tell – Tell, Tara I'm sor—" Mickey had shoved the knife straight into the girls mouth, twisting the knife as he removed it, and shoving the knife several times into the girls chest.

Jodie exhaled her last breath.

The room was silent, but a comforting silence until the figure turned his head towards Minnie, his hand gripping underneath the ends of the mask before he pulled it off, "This was a sense of nostalgia. . ." Mickey smiled before approaching his daughter who was just looking at him, it's been a year since she's seen his face and this was the closest she's even been near him, "Your Aunt Gale given me shit tonight for killing that other girl." He had mocked Gale's facial expressions.

He had quickly offered his daughter his own hand, as he easily noticed the tears that were beginning to escape her eyes and he had felt immense guilt, "I'm sorry. . . I shouldn't of let you witness this, I didn't mean to ruin the dad image —" He was interrupted.

Jasmine had pulled him into a hug, this was the first time she has ever got to hug him since she was about six and was able to hug him, as Dewey Riley snuck her into her dads jail cell, so she can hug him, "I thought she was going to kill me, daddy. And, Tara — She just left me in here, and Chad. . . He's, I don't know." She had tightened her grip on her dad a little bit harder afraid that he'll disappear, again.

Mickey had wrapped his arms around his daughter, he had felt his eyes getting watery, rubbing his daughters head who was sniffling against his shoulder, "No one's going to hurt you, Minnie. I'm here, you're both safe, and your boyfriend seems to have movement in his body —" He had reassured her before pulling her away from his shoulders, he had wiped her tears, "This is far from over, we still have two more on the other side, Santiago has eyes on the curly-sue one." He given Ethan Landry a nickname.

Jasmine's voice was completely hollow as she had spoken to him, eyes completely onto her dad, "I want to help you two. . ." She easily said responded with, "And that's final, I'm helping rather you like it or not." She kept her stance.

Mickey grumbled, yeah right he wouldn't let her do any killing, perhaps making the phone call can be quite the best and less risky, "You're quite stubborn like your mother was, but very well then."

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𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞, hope you liked
this chapter.

Y'all better No sexualize that
term — The only reason she
said is because she hasn't seen
him for a year, and this was the
first time she was able to hug him.

Mickey and Minnie
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