Jasmine's P.o.v
Nice to meet you, Jason! I extended my hand for a shake.
"Pleasure's all mine. You are such a beauty to behold I must confess." He kissed the back of my hand. "Thank you, Jason." I look him straight deep in the eye, unable to shake the feeling that I had seen his face somewhere before, I then dropped the question. I'm sorry do I know you? I asked him hoping to quench my thirst for curiosity.
He was rather gentlemanly with his reply. " I don't think so. "
My bad! Your face just sort of seems familiar, I don't know. I decided to excuse myself. Anyways, I'd just go grab a drink right now. Excuse me please; I leave both friends to carry on with their chit-chat. "Let me know if you need anything okay?" Tina assured me.
I made my way to the bar and ordered a chapman with plenty ice, quickly gulping it down. When Terry appeared on stage, the noise fell to a hush, and everyone paid attention. "Birthday boy!" someone shouted from the crowd, prompting everyone to clap.
"Thanks, Patrick," he said, and then began his speech. "Good evening everyone, I am honored to have you all here celebrate my twenty- seventh birthday with me tonight. Please, do well to enjoy yourselves and have fun. Thank you all and God bless." With that, he concluded his speech, and in no time, everywhere was back to square one with loud music and noises going on.
I continued with my drink, and the thought of that familiar face slowly crept back in. I was thinking about where I could possibly have met him when that thought was interrupted by Terry. "There you are." Hey, Jasmine!
Birthday boy! He approached me and gave me an air kiss which I reciprocated. "Happy birthday, Terry, wishing you heaven's best!"
"Thank you, Jasmine. You look so beautiful, tonight." I brought you a gift. I took out a tiny box I had bought from the mall earlier on as a birthday gift for Terry.
"Thank you, Jaz." I watch him un-wrap the box, bringing out the bracelet inside of it. This is beautiful, Jaz I love it. Although, I was expecting something like Hubby to be engraved on it, "FRIENDS" too is good. "Thanks again."
You are welcome. I'm glad you like it.
"Come with me, Jaz. "Terry grabbed me by the arm and took me to a rooftop that looks like a pent-house. Terry releases my hand and walks towards a group of people I believe to be his other friends. "Hey, guys."
"Hey!" They all said in Unison. "She is beautiful, Terry. Who is she?" I blushed a little as one of them asked.
"She's Jasmine. Jasmine this is Cyril, Henry, Sam, Silvia and Georgina. Guys meet Jasmine." Terry introduced us to each other and we exchanged pleasantries. "My word, she's really pretty," Silvia said genuinely as I sit beside her.
"I know, right?" Terry nodded in agreement. Thank you, Silvia. Your beauty is unmatched. Silvia blushed fanning her body with her hands and adjusting her wig. "Oh, my God. Thank you."
"Jasmine, you want to play?" Cyril asked me. "What?" I asked rather inquisitively.
It's a game- Truth or Dare. You are in? Yes, sure. It's been a while since I had fun so bring it on. I flip my braided hair backward and I can catch them staring at me.
"Damn!" I heard Terry murmur to himself. "Let's go, folks. You are first Georgina, and the pattern follows, okay guys?" Cyril made sure.
Got it! We all agreed and said in unison.
Georgina! Choose, Truth or Dare?
Truth!
"Is it true that you have been screwing your dad's best friend for some dosh lately?"
"Truth, duh," Georgina agreed shamelessly.
"Henry, it's your turn. Choose, Truth or Dare?"
Dare!
"I dare you to lick Sam's ear without a grimace." Eww! Georgina said with a grimace already.
What the fuck, Man! I am not doing it. No!
"You have to do it, Henry."
"Screw you, Cyril. Screw you!"
"Good!"
Jasmine, it's your turn now. Do you choose Truth or Dare?
I choose dare.
"I dare you to snog Terry for two good minutes without holding back." I'm sorry what?!
"You have to kiss him, Jasmine. You have to do it."
I'm sorry can I change to Truth?
"Sorry, dear. Those are the game's rules: you either participate or..." I notice Cyril glancing at Terry, seemingly seeking approval to finish his thought. Or what?!
"Or you'll have to go on a date with him."
What if I don't want to do both?
"Then, he can do the exact same dare, but in his favor."
I'm sorry; I don't think I can do this. I took my purse and was about to leave when a hand grabbed me and pulled me back to the couch snogging the hell out of me like his whole life depends on it. I tried to break free, but he just wouldn't stop. Then I bit him on the lips.
"Arrggh! He yelped."
I gave him a resounding slap on either side of his face and ran out - out of the penthouse and out of the party. I got home moments later only to find Aunt Mary asleep. Perfect!
I tiptoed to my room and shut the door behind me. I undressed and ran to the shower. I took out my brush and toothpaste to wash my mouth hoping that the memory of what had just happened will be erased. "That bastard! Why did he kiss me? Those filthy animals! They are all the same, all of them, " I cried myself to sleep only to be woken-up by my own screams.
The nightmare! It's back.