good feelings about Zack had suddenly disappeared and had been replaced by the repulsive feelings of her body. The food and laxatives splattered out of her mouth and into the sink below and it continued for a few minutes. But even after that the feelings didn’t go away and Jasmine began the obsessive routine of cleaning the bathroom from top to bottom.
It was half past one in the morning when she’d finally stopped, her hands raw from the constant contact with water and cleaning products. But Jasmine felt a little better and soon took herself to bed, tired and feeling all alone. Everything that had felt good had suddenly disappeared and the little control she had acquired by obsessive cleaning had made it a little better.
She pulled back the duvet cover into a neat triangle and gazed at the bed. She repeated the manoeuvre one more time then sat down, picked up her legs and got into bed. She shut her eyes and hoped that the demons that had begun to torment her again would silence and she would get some sleep.
But sleep was as restless as her life and the next few days became worse. Each time she gazed at her mobile phone and noticed the blank screen and no calls from Zack, made her tip over the edge. Every night she obsessed, she cleaned, she ate and she purged. She arrived at work later and later and left even later because Clive expected the hours covered. Her work had become her best work and yet she didn’t feel in total control.
Finally after a long day of work Jasmine got her things together and was just about to leave when her mobile buzzed.
‘Hello?’
‘Hi, it’s Zack.’
It took her by surprise she didn’t know what to say.
‘I’m sorry I didn’t call earlier, I had a family crises.’ He thought about his sister. ‘I’m standing outside your building and I’m hoping to take you out for that walk, that fresh air. The sun is still up and there is a cool breeze, you’ll love it.’
Again she remained quiet.
‘Hello, is anybody there?’
‘Urm yes, I’m here,’ she said finally.
‘So what do you say?’
Jasmine remembered how she’d fretted over the past few days, how each day he hadn’t called and forced her into a turmoil of emotions. Would she be able to cope with it if it happened again?
‘I don’t know, I don’t think I can.’
‘I tell you what, why don’t you meet me downstairs and we can talk about it.’
Again she wasn’t sure.
‘If you don’t want to go after that, then that’s totally fine but at least let me see you.’
She grasped onto her bag and nodded, ‘Okay, fine I’ll come outside.’
‘Fantastic! I’ll see you in a bit!’
She took a deep breath then gathered her belongings. Jasmine wanted to see him and yet she didn’t. It was hard trusting people and it was harder not to trust them. All the feelings confused her and she didn’t know what to do except walk out of the building and meet him.
He looked handsomer than ever it that was possible. Jasmine couldn’t help but look into the stunning blue eyes that portrayed kindness. It wasn’t sympathy or anything like that but true genuine interest.
‘Hi,’ he said. ‘I’m sorry I haven’t called, sometimes my sister takes up a lot of my time.’
‘It’s okay,’ she fiddled with her hands.
‘Do you want to go home or would you like to try and take that walk with me?’ His voice was low and considerate.
After being so close to him after such a short moment Jasmine wanted nothing more than to be with him.
‘We can go in my car and I’ll bring you back later?’
She pursed her lips then gave it a moments thought.
‘Okay,’ she said finally.
‘Splendid, shall we.’ He led the way and she followed.
Chapter Six
T he arrived at Pudsey’s in Wakefield half an hour later. There was a cool breeze around the park as they walked. The scenery was calm and the sound of the lake helped soothe Jasmine’s tormented soul, if only for a little while. They talked about brief things, things
Jamie Duncan, Holly Scott - (ebook by Undead)