Well
you can dig me up a grave
And try and stick me in the ground
Well
you can tie me to the bed
And try and beat me half to death
But
you can never keep me down
Well you can stick me in a hole
And
you can pray all day for rain
You can shoot me in the leg
Just
to try to make me beg
And you can leave me there for days
Jasper sat outside her house, it was dark but he knew she was there. She was in there with the TV on but muted. She was listening…listening for him.
"Jasper go away." She heard her whisper. He smiled and opened the front door. She'd acknowledged him so he could enter. He sat down on the sofa and she jumped up.
"Jasper leave." He stood up and moved towards her, angling to corner her. She noticed and ducked under his arm and grabbed a baseball bat.
And
I'll stay alive
Just to follow you home
And I will
survive
'Cause you're my Mississippi Princess
You're my
California Queen
Like the Duchess of Detroit
And every city in
between
You can slap me in the face
You can scream
profanity
Leave me here to die alone but
I'll still follow
you home
I'll still follow you home
"Jasper…" She held the sport equipment out as a weapon, like it was some sort of sword.
"Bella…I'll always be here. I'll always follow you home…" He whispered to her. She wanted to swing the bat, but knew she didn't have the power to.
"I want you Bella." He whispered. "I need you Bella." Jasper said with intense power in his voice.
You
can make a couple calls
And tell your brothers I'm in town
Put
a bounty on my head
And tell my parents that I'm dead
And
hope to hell I'm never found
You can steal me the keys
To
your daddy's Cadillac
Well you can tamper with the brakes
Call
it a mistake
And pray I'm never coming back
"You want my blood" She snarled.
"Maybe I want more" He replied. She gasped and swung the bat wildly.
"Bella Bella…Bella princess…" He whispered like an adult soothing a child. He was cooing. "There is nothing you can do to keep me from coming. And you'll surrender eventually. You will and I swear by it." Jasper hissed while he came right up against her. Her back to the wall. He had cornered her. He let his lips fall to her neck and was slightly repulsed, slightly aroused by the fear scent wafting from her. He could of course feel the fear in her aura. He let his tounge flick out and feel the pulse. He groaned into her neck and sucked a bit. His hands on her hips. She moaned slightly as he pulled his lips away. He looked into her half-closed brown eyes. He then moved away from her and towards the door.
"You will surrender little girl." He repeated. She nodded and stayed leaning against the wall.
"Fuck you Jasper…" She growled weakly. He laughed a bit and closed the door behind him.
You
can dig me up a grave
And try and stick me in the ground
You
can tie me to the bed
And try and beat me half to death
But you
can never keep me down
And I will survive
'Cause you're
my Mississippi Princess
You're my California Queen
Like the
Duchess of Detroit
And every city in between
You can slap me in
the face
You can scream profanity
Leave me here to die alone
but
I'll still follow you home
I'll still follow you
home
I'll still follow you home
I'll still follow you home
I'll
still follow you home
