Twilight
Protecting Me
By Hannah Curbishley
Chapter 1- Mum's Only Company
Jasper
She was drinking again as ever, Mum's only company was drink. My name is Jasper Whitlock and this is my nightmare life. I'm the only child that still lives with my Mother Jane Whitlock. My father James took my baby sister Suzy and elder sister Sally to Spain with him, leaving me to look after my alcoholic mother. I'm sixteen, I live in Forks with my mum, I've had to look after myself since she started drinking five years ago,. Thats when my dad left, taking my sisters with him, he never did love me. No-one in my family apart from my late grandmother loves me.
"JASPER GET ME ANOTHER DRINK." Mum shouted from the kitchen. I would love to ignore her when she's in one of her 'drinking moods' but I cannot, if I do she'll belt me for it. I've got so many scars from her belting sessions, each time they get deeper.
"Coming Mother." I said, getting up from the couch. I walked slowly into the kitchen, she had her belt on the table, she always had it out when she drank just in case I did something wrong, I grabbed the bottle of Vodka from the side and poured her another drink, I set it in front of her. I had my shirt off, stupid mistake, she grabbed the belt and lashed it against my skin, I could feel it cutting in
"IT'S YOUR FAULT YOU KNOW. IF YOU WEREN'T HERE I WOULD STILL HAVE MY JAMES AND MY GIRLS." Mum said before drinking the vodka. I put the bottle in front of her before going upstairs. I felt tears running down my checks, this is how she makes me feel, how she's made me feel since my dad left. WORTHLESS, UN-LOVED, TROUBLE she causes me nothing but PAIN!
I stood in the hot shower, I felt the water running over my fresh new cuts, I could see the clear water nearing red. my back was bleeding as ever, the water washed away the blood. The pain was unbearable, I don't deserve this, I know Mum's hurting but why is she making me hurt too? I tried to lay on my back that night in bed but couldn't, my fresh wounds were so sore I lay on my front, I put my Ipod into my ears and fell asleep to my calming music. I always dreamed off a better life but tonight my dream was different, it was so perfect, so real that I loved it
Jasper's Dream
I was sitting on the beach with a girl, she was petite and pixie-like. She had a graceful gait and her hair was short, spiky and black. She was so perfect, but her face and body were covered in scars, scars made with a knife. She was like me so much like me
"Jazz I'll always protect you, will you always protect me?"The Broken Pixie 'Alice' asked
"Yes Ally, I will always protect you." I said before our lips locked together and the pain of our scars started to melt away.
Dreams Ends
I broke for the dream, I was so hot and sweaty. I glanced at the clock 4am, Saturday now, Friday and the pain of Friday have gone. I couldn't get back to the dream, I tried but I couldn't seem to get back to 'Alice' the name melt inside of me making me feel really strange. I heard Mum get up, I wait for a moment before getting up myself. I pulled the white shirt over my scars, I flinched as the shirt touched the new wound. I entered the Kitchen slowly freezing in the doorway, waiting to see which mood Mum was in the morning
"Morning Honey, do you want some breakfast?" Mum said smiling, I let out a small sigh, she was in a "loving mother" mood.
"Yes please." I said, turning to walk towards the stairs
"Jasper wait, your bleeding." Mum said. I could feel the blood slowly pouring from my fresh wound, she forgets after she sobers up, what she's done to me. We have this every time it happens.
"It's nothing Mum." I said trying to escape to my bedroom
"Come sit down and I'll have a look at it." Mum said, getting the first aid kit out of the cupboard. When she's not pissed she's a Nurse. I sat down at the table, Mum sat behind me, I slowly lifted my shirt up, I winced as she cleaned the wound, placing a soft bandage over it.
"All done." Mum said, getting up and walking over to cook my breakfast
"We're going to a party today Jazz,, for the people who have moved in next door, it's a welcoming party. I want you to look your best and be on your best behavior do you understand?" Mum said as she placed my breakfast in front of me. The word "party" set off alarm bells in my head, there would be alcohol at this party, Mum would get pissed without a second thought.
"Okay Mum." I said, eating my breakfast before escaping upstairs, this party was going to be a nightmare. I would have more fresh wounds before the day was through, I knew it, I got dressed for the party, but as I did my dream from last night was still stuck in my mind, I couldn't let it go. It was the last bit of hope I had in my tragic life.