Xavier
It’s been a while since I’ve been to Los Angeles. NYC is exactly how you imagine it. LA is not. NYC is a better experience to visit. It opens itself up quickly. LA requires you to earn it. It reveals itself only if you are curious and if you make the effort. How long has that been? It was Christmas before freshman year that I last saw Jasmine. It has been two years since then. I went home last year too, but I didn’t see her. She never contacted me either. I checked my messages but they were still left unread. Did she went on a social media hibernation? But still she never forgets to reach out to me once in a while. I scrolled through our message history and true enough, the last messages were sent two years ago. I don’t know how I didn’t manage to notice that too much time have passed since I last saw or talked to her. I’ve been too busy, was all that I could say, but that was no excuse either. If only Hope didn&rs
Xavier“Xavier, you have to come home. Now.” John, my younger brother, says as I was driving towards our house. I was still in Los Angeles and I was planning to stay here for a couple of days. And now here he goes telling me to come back to New York when I haven’t had any time to rest for the day.“What do you mean I have to come home?” I asked him. I’m still having this terrible headache from trying to figure out what the hell happened to Jasmine and my whole body is sore from driving and walking around.“I think Mom and Dad messed up for real this time.” He says, he sounded really worried, which was weird because Johnny was nothing but the epitome of fun, while I’m stuck carrying all the responsibilities as the first son.“Okay, tell me exactly what happened.” I tell him. If he’s just over reacting I might as well take a much deserved vacation home alone and teach him
XavierHow did my life turn out to be like this? I thought as I stared at the ceiling of our luxurious suite.This swanky hotel is tucked in One57, one of the city's tallest and most talked about residences. Stellar service, pin-drop quiet rooms, a sumptuous spa and modern but feel-good interior spaces fashion this Hyatt flagship as one of New York's pacesetters among true luxury.I can’t believe how my family acts as if we’re on a vacation. As if sealing a deal magically solves all of our problems. It feels like we’re selling our soul to a demon to live a good life only to be eaten out in the end.Brad Powell offered partnership to my family but we refused it. And yet we reached out to Nikolai Alexeev, who was just the same as him. No wonder he’s pissed enough to drive us into a corner. Now, we’re left with no choice but to ally between one of those two.Either way, we’ll be seen as one or the othe
XavierUgh, it feels like my head is going to break. I thought as I blinked my eyes open. All I can remember is that I dropped off Hope and something knocked me out on the head and I blacked out. I squinted my eyes until I realized I’m in some sort of abandoned warehouse. My hands were tied to a chair and I struggled against them but I only managed to scrape the skin on my wrists.“Hey, we’ve waited a while.” A guy says, coming closer to me, his face hovering in front of me. I have no idea who he is. “Hey, somebody tell boss our little guy is up.” He yells to his comrades behind him. There were at least six of them. At least, the ones I see.“What the fuck do you guys need?” I said.I grunted as he grabbed my head and forced my head to look up at him.“I don’t know about that.” He says. “Lift your head, I have to show you something.”I can’t hel
Xavier“So, did you find out anything?” I asked when I met up with Chris at the annex office of our hospital. It’s been twenty four hours and Hope hasn’t woken up yet. I would have been worried but her doctor, Mia Fernandez, assured me that it was her body’s typical response to trauma and stress. Nobody is allowed in her room except her brother, her doctor who double checks everything we give to her, and her guards.“We did dig deeper into Hope Alexeev.” Chris started. “We verified her documents and although they were as authentic as they can be. They were only created two years ago.”“And we also looked for the other girl who disappeared two years ago. We found her records and by keenly examining the fingerprints and comparing them with that of Hope Alexeev’s, they will have no way to deny that they were the same person.”“What happened to her exactly?&rdquo
Xavier“Jasmine?” I say, calling her by her rightful name. She was still staring at me in shock.Nikolai stood frozen beside me. It’s a face that wants to deny yet I don’t think he can lie to Jasmine about it anymore.“I suppose you no longer have the right to keep her here.” I say, now that the truth is out in the open.“Hope,” he says, looking at her with pleading eyes.He basically kidnapped her, fed her lies, made her stay with a make believe family, yet how can he look so miserable right at this moment?“She’s a girl, who has a family, who’s probably waiting for her to return.” I tell Nikolai. If he has any conscience at all, he will let Jasmine go.“You don’t know what you’re talking about!” Nikolai yells at me angrily. Yet he has the nerve to be the one who’s angry.“Do you think Jasmine’s going
Jasmine/HopeThe blood pounded in my ears. My heart thudded in my chest. My hands shook and my feet tingled. My vision disfigured, as if I was looking through a fish eye lens. Breathing was hard. I cried as my chest grew tight and bile rose in my throat."I can't...I can't breathe." I inhaled quickly, grabbing my chest while leaning against Nikolai."What's going on?" Nikolai asked as he watched me gasping like a fish out of water.I sucked in another breathe and another. How was it I was breathing but the air felt empty of oxygen? I had to sit. Too crowded. Too many people here taking my air. I needed space. Xavier was too close, he was leaning in, telling me something. I waved my hand at him uselessly attempting to shoo him away. I was light headed. Dizzy.“Everyone get away from her.” I heard Doctor Fernandez say as she came towards me. “And that includes you, Nikolai.”Nikolai backed away and so did
Jasmine/Hope“What the fuck happened to that?” Louis says, as he enters the room with some clothes in his hands.“What?” I ask, taking the clothes from him.“That.” He says pointing at my bandaged shoulder, careful not to touch it.“Ah, I got shot.” I told him, putting on his shirt, which was clearly oversized.“By what? A laser beam?” He smirks. Of course he won’t believe me even if I tell him the truth.“Go ask Xavier if you want.” I tell him. “On second thought, don’t do that. I just ran away from the hospital.”“I should tell him to lock you in the psych ward instead.” He says, sitting down on his bed. “Now that you mention Xavier, he was here a few days ago looking for you.”There’s no way Nikolai wouldn’t know Xavier has been snooping around. I wonder how he was able to patch th
Jasmine/Hope“James.” I said as I greeted my brother.“Jasmine, long time no see.” He says to me.“What are you doing here?” I asked him.“What do mean, I still live in Los Angeles you know.” He tells me. “I should be the one asking you that question?”I stared at him curiously, waiting for him to tell me more. I wonder what lies our father told him about me.“Dad says you went to Massachusetts to study.” He continued.Of course, Dad would come up with some sort of excuse once James started asking. Lying is as easy as breathing to him. I wonder why he said Massachusetts of all places. Maybe it was the first thing that came to mind or because it has the best public school system in the U.S. Or maybe because it was too far away from California. But funny how he’s not too far from the truth, seeing that I was living just on it’s neighb