Sunrise-Chapter 1

Drabbling idea that happened to come to my mind. Might not be continued unless I get some reviews! Enjoy!

"The 15-year-old girl was found missing from her bedroom around 11 PM last Thursday night. One of the second story windows was found unlocked, but the screen was still fully intact. Police are investigating..." the 6 o'clock news anchor went on and on as a picture of the 15-year-old girl flashed across the screen. Me.

If only they knew...I mean, hello? The air vent in the floor? That is connected to the outside wall? Nice.

I quickly backed away from the electronics store before anyone could recognize me, and slipped into the alley beside the building.

The familiar voice filled the damp, smelly air behind me. "I wondered where you disappeared to. You're usually here when I get home."

I smiled and turned, kissing Jasper on the cheek, welcoming him home. He wrapped his thick arms around my torso and pressed me tightly to him.

I rolled my eyes and easily slipped from his grasp. My tiny size did many things for me.

Jasper chased me silently down the alley toward our makeshift home: two huge cardboard boxes duct-taped together with a couple ragged blankets throw over top.

I slipped inside and collapsed onto my dirty sleeping bag. He laid beside me, locking his arms around me. I turned and kissed him again, more passionately this time. Jasper reacted by rolling over me, trapping me under him.

I broke away, gasping for breath. I played with his hair as he trailed fiery kisses down my neck and chest.

"Too old, my ass," I mumbled, quoting my moms opinion about Jasper. My parents didn't approve of Jasper: I was 15, he was 19. But now that I was free, they didn't matter. Jasper is what mattered.

He chuckled and kissed me harder.

Just two weeks ago, the thought of running away would have humored me: I was barely able to stay the night with a friend without being drilled.

A minute later, our clothes were strewn around us, and I was back to Jasperville. For the fifth time.

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I awoke with Jasper's hand clutching the back of my neck and my bare legs crammed against the side of the box.

Attempting to free myself from the uncomfortable position, I managed to wake Jasper in the process.

"Ungh," he moaned. I giggled at his mangled hair, knowing mine probably looked the same.

We pulled on our clothes in awkward ways, and he looked at his watch.

"Shit, I'm gonna be late! 10:47!" he grumbled. I sighed, not wanting to spend the day camped out in a cardboard box.

"You could go to the park or something, Alice. And stay out of trouble, I don't want you hurt," he said, packing his backpack, "I love you."

I bit my lip. "I love you, too, Jazz. Have a good day."

And then, he was gone.

What'd ya think? To subtle? To anxious? To bleh? Please tell me what you think! I am almost finished with the next chap for Sparks Fly, so 2 reviews if you want it soon. Love ya lots!

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