Jasmine’s POV
He hung up.
"That is not happening. I don't know who this motherfucker thinks he is to even mess with us but we're not giving him what he wants" Fred snapped
"There has to be another way." Willa said.
I didn't answer them. I didn't say a word because there was nothing left for me to say.
The sound of Fred's voice and my mother's crying sounded distant, like they were shouting from far away. My mind went numb and cold.
I pulled my arms away from Fred's grip. I didn't scream, I didn't cry out, and I didn't look at either of them. I simply turned around and walked towards Orson’s bedroom.
"Jasmine, stop" Fred called out coming after me but before he could reach the doorway, I stepped inside Orson's small bedroom and locked it.
Fred slammed his fists against the door fro
