Previously...

"I think it's time for you to know everything. At least about me and the boys."

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Jasmyne's POV:

"What are you talking about?"

"There's some stuff that you don't know." I scoffed at his words. Of course I don't know everything or I wouldn't be here.

"Like?"

"We know each other outside of this. Same with the boys."

"What are you saying Harry?" I asked, unsure of his meaning.

"We all go to school together. Or we used to." What? This is possible? Is it? I remember how he told me that he was familiar to me, but he was lying to me. Wasn't he?

"Harry?"

"We all had the same classes. You probably don't recognize us because we rarely showed up to class."

"Harry?"

"But we saw you. From the first time I saw you, I was drawn to you. I couldn't help it. I'm sure the boys felt it too."

"Harry!"

Harry's POV:

"Harry!" My head snapped up, eyes focusing in on hers. Her eyes were shining. Was it something I said?

"Yeah?" I asked quietly, dreading what she might say. Does she hate me? I wouldn't blame her. I should have gotten her out of here a while ago. I could have. I still can.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"Well, me and the boys weren't sure how to tell you that we all knew each other so-" I rambled, but she stopped me.

"I meant, why didn't you tell me how you felt earlier?" Oh right...that.

"It wouldn't have made a difference." My head fell, the strength to hold it up abandoning me.

"Why didn't you tell me a month ago?"

"It would't have mattered." I tried again to convince her.

"Your feelings matter, no matter the circumstance." Her finger slid beneath my chin, raising it so that my eyes were level with hers.

"Even when I helped keep you here, helped kidnap you." Her eyes closed and for a moment, I grew very afraid. Then they opened.

"Even then."

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Jasmyne's POV:

Harry was long gone. After his confession, he'd gotten a phone call that took him away. I wanted to continue our talk, but he assured me that we couldn't. I had asked why he had to go. He wouldn't tell me.

My mind was still reeling from his revelation. Harry and I have met before? He likes me? I fell back among the pillows on the bed. Why is this such as mess? A month and a half ago, I was just a normal girl. Things are so screwed up. My best friend is the one who found me, for god's sake. Where were the police? Tears blurred my vision as I worried on Callie's part. I'm sure she's fine though. She's always been the strong one between us. She's okay. She has to be.

I blinked the tears away. Crying isn't going to help. My sighs filled the room as I tried to think about something else. My mind brought me back to Harry. It isn't right, how I'm beginning to feel about him. It's wrong. Everything he's done. Everything he hasn't done. I can't forgive him for it all. I just can't. No normal person in their right mind would. Or would they? My head tells me that I should avoid him like the plague, but my heart? Well, I can't even understand what it's trying to say. Maybe it's as confused as I am.

"What am I going to do?" I whispered to the empty room. I closed my eyes, letting my mind drift from place to place. My thoughts turned to my parents. I wonder how they are in all this. Are they looking for me? Are they searching, trying to find me? They've got to be...right? Next my mind went to Danny. I wish my brother were here. He'd know what to do. He always did. He was never wrong and he always did the right thing, the good thing. My parents always doted on him, their eldest. I remember being jealous of him when I was little. It seems stupid now, with everything that's happened.

I heard footsteps in the hall and I immediately sat up. I wouldn't be caught unawares, no matter what walked through my door. If anything did of course. I saw the knob turn and jiggle. And jiggle. And shake. And twist.

Whoever's out there doesn't have a key.

This dawned on me. That means it's not Mr. Carter or someone else involved in this. Right? What else could it mean? My instinct told me to go to the door. My feet hit the icy floor, sliding over to the door. I pressed my ear to the wood, trying to make out some sort of sound. There was nothing, but a faint clicking. Suddenly, the door opened and I stumbled back to avoid being smushed. I just never expected the person in the doorway.

"Jazzy?"

Notes

Hey everyone! Sorry for the wait! HAPPY HALLOWEEN! What was everyone? I was a witch lol :) Anyway hoped you enjoyed it! Also I started a new fan fiction called Just Love Me. I will probably post the first chapter soon so be on the look out for it! I'll let you know when it's up.

QUESTIONS!!!

1. Who is in the doorway?

2. Should Jasmyne forgive Harry and let feelings develop?

3. What do you think Jasmyne's parents have been up to this whole time?

LOVE YOU ALL :):):)