AN I'm a bad person! I started another story! Sorry readers of Enslaved! I've had this idea floating in my head for a while now, it's another one of those Edward doesn't come back after New Moon ones, I know, it's an overused base for a story, but I promise this will have twists and turns of its own! The title might change, but fear not--I know where I'm taking this story! YAY! Lol, okay, read on, and don't forget to REVIEW!
Disclaimer--all recognizable characters belong to the lovely Stephenie Meyer--except for Elizabeth Swan, I'm not talking the Pirate of the Caribbean, I'm talking mine. I own the name Elizabeth Swan!
"Mom, I'm home!" Shouted the young and beautiful Kaci Renee Swan. At the age of fourteen she had already broken several hearts of several guys--and her heart breaking still wasn't finished. Kaci was attractively slim but still had noticeable curves, her hair was a dyed jet black and it was cut short and styled in spikes--those were usually the first things noticed about Kaci.
The second thing usually noticed was the color of her eyes, while her mother's eyes were brown and her father's were grey, Kaci's were hazel with a tint of yellow in them, most of the time Kaci could be found with her right eye closed in a wink--most girls her age labeled her as a flirt or slut, Kaci just found peoples reactions entertaining.
To make her presence even more noted, Kaci slammed the door behind her. "Oops!" She hid her giggles perfectly, unlike her mother who would have blushed several shades of red and start sputtering out apologies. "Didn't mean to do that." She slumped her messenger back off of her shoulder and rubbed the spot where the strap had been sitting. "I swear that bag weighs at least twenty pounds heavier than yesterday." She muttered to herself as she dragged it across the off-white tiled floor to her mother's study.
Letting the strap fall to the floor, Kaci entered the archway into the study. "Hey, mom, I have some questions about the homework assignment Mr. Grogan gave us today." Kaci said, placing her hand at the back of her head, smiling slightly. Kaci had failed Algebra completely in the eighth grade and both her parents had threatened to take away her dance classes if she didn't pass the first semester of Algebra as a Freshman.
"Uh-huh... yeah... really? Alright... okay, see you then, by mom." For the first time that day, Kaci's face flushed red. She hated walking in on other people's phone calls. Her mother turned around in the chair to face her.
"Okay, what's the problem, Kace?" Kaci shuffled back to grab her math book out of her bag and returned with it, only to drop it when her phone began to buzz in her pocket. She stared wide eyed straight ahead and put her hand to her chest and began laughing.
"Totally forgot I had that in my pocket." Her mother looked just as startled as she had when she pulled her small red cell out of the pocket of her white skinny jeans that contrasted her black sleeveless hoodie. "Shit," Kaci cursed, her mother rose from her chair.
"Excuse me young lady?" She said, placing her hands on her hips. Laughing in her head, Kaci looked up from her phone to her mother. Kaci always felt like nothing compared to her, even though she was almost forty, she still looked young and excited about life, as far as she knew, her mother hadn't even had her midlife crisis yet--while her father had had one almost a decade ago and decided he needed to buy the practically-a-mansion house they lived in to this day.
Her hair had never once been dyed to Kaci's knowledge, still the same chocolatey brown that matched her eyes. Her mother didn't have the look-at-me figure, she was slightly curvy and had a not-so-flat stomach, but Kaci often tired of the spotlight being on her. She also had the mind of a genius--by the time Kaci had turned ten, her mother had published several novels for teenagers under the pen name of Elizabeth Swan--a name Kaci was sure belonged to a character from a pirate movie back when her parents were in school.
"Sorry, it slipped out, won't happen again." She looked back down at her phone. "I'm running late, I should have left five minutes ago, sh--" Her mother gave her a stern look. "Shoot," Kaci improvised. "I'm going to be late for dance!" She raced out of the study and up the marble staircase to her room on the second floor. Quickly she stripped herself of her casual clothes and changed into her dance attire, not bothering to close the window and blinds to make sure no one was watching as she did so.
"Hon, I'm going to run to the grocery store in a minute, want me to give you a ride?" Kaci's mother called up the staircase. Kaci shook her head 'no' as she pulled on her yellow Northern California Dance Academy (NCDA) tanktop with her short black NCDA shorts.
"Nah, I'll run, coach will be easier on me if I do." Kaci called back.
"Okay, have fun." Her mother replied as Kaci was redoing her mascara that had toned down during the day. When she finished, Kaci jolted down the stairs, taking two to three at a time and flew herself out the door, not stopping until about half a mile away from the NCDA Studio.
She shivered as the black clouds blotted out the sun completely, making her pale skin look much paler. A bead of water landed on the center of her forehead as she looked up. "Damn it," She cursed as several followed the first rain drop's lead.
She pressed the bottom for the cross walk over and over again, assured that it had to be busted as the light ahead of her stayed red and cars continued racing by her.
"Alice?" A voice came from behind her while she was shifting on her feet for what seemed the billionth time. Kaci turned around, taking aback by the man who stood before her.
His hair was blonde and he was built like someone prized in the NFL. For a moment Kaci forgot he had spoken, she forgot completely where she was. She could feel her heart racing, but in seconds she felt calm.
"Uh, no, sorry." Kaci said in a rush. "The name's Kaci--Kaci Parker." She stuck her hand out for a shake, but the football player guy only stared deep into her eyes.
"You smell like Isabella." He accused. Kaci lifted an eyebrow at him.
"Well, I was just with my mom ten minutes ago." Kaci felt saliva rising in her mouth, she swallowed it back. The girls at the studio would never believe her about this! Never in a hundred years!
The man's face darkened. "Isabella Swan is your mother?" Kaci nodded eagerly.
"Yeah, why?" Kaci asked, only to suddenly have all her breath taken away as she was swung over the man's shoulder. If Kaci had thought she was cold before just standing in the rain in her short shorts and tanktop, she was beyond freezing when she touched the man's skin. It was colder than anything Kaci had ever touched before, hard as a rock even!
That's when the panic kicked in. She'd heard about girls being taken from street corners all the time--especially from her mother. Only in fiction, her mother had said, Are pretty girls such as yourself rescued from such an impending doom. Fiction and fantasies, Kaci, fiction and fantasies.
Tears rolled down Kaci's face as she realized she would probably be raped and murdered. She didn't want to die yet, she didn't want to have sex yet! I'm only fourteen, for crying out loud! Kaci shouted in her mind, again, all her uneasiness left her and she felt numb. When she looked up, she was sitting shotgun in a rather expensive-looking car--from the interior at least.
Remembering that the man had taken such interest in her mother, Kaci spoke up.
"How do you know my mother?" She asked in a monotone. The man looked at her coldly, and, surprisingly Kaci swore she noticed lust and longing in his eyes, too.
Shit! I'm too young, I'm too young, I'm too young, I'm too young! Kaci chanted silently, hoping someone could possibly save her--but this wasn't fiction or fantasy, this was reality.
"I knew her when she was in high school." Kaci laughed. Surly he was jesting! He didn't look any older than twenty, let alone nearly forty like her mother!
"I'm being Punk'd, aren't I?" She chuckled shaking her head. "Alright, where's the cameras? My mom set this up, didn't she? She wanted to test me, huh? I'm right aren't--" Kaci was cut off abruptly when he pushed his lips to hers. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back for a moment, everything about this guy was perfect, his hair, his body, his red eyes...
Kaci's eyes jolted open, meeting his. She screamed, pushing herself away from him. He chuckled.
"Nice to meet you, too. I'm Jasper, Jasper Whitlock." And just like that, her suspicions had been confirmed--Kaci was now in a world known only to her mother and the creatures Kaci had once believed make-believe. The man before her was a character from many of her mother's stories.
Kaci's eyelids began to feel like lead and her breathing became steady and even, soon she slipped into unconsciousness, his words echoing one last time in her mind.
"I'm Jasper, Jasper Whitlock."
AN Le gasp! What just happened? Has Jasper suddenly jumped back into Bella's life? Oh no! Haha, well, anyways, glad you read this far! Or you're just reading ahead because this is in bold... anyways, REVIEW! Let me know what you think!
(Also, for my Secret Plans readers, this is NOT Nate returning from the dead.)
Tootles, see you next chapter!