CHAPTER TWO:
When my palms touched the cold tile in the biology room I got back to my senses and stood up. My eyes scanned the room for the person who stopped me from killing Lauren. They landed on a handsome boy who was probably 5'9 (AN: sorry if that's too short for you, but I've never been attracted to boys who are 6 feet tall or over) with messy bronze hair and sparkling green eyes (AN: sorry for another one- but no, there are no vampires in my story). Did I just call him handsome? I shouldn't be calling anybody handsome. I don't have time for boys. I turned around and bent over to grab my black backpack off the ground when I felt two hands grab my ass and hips, hitting my bruises directly. I jumped in the air and tears began to weld in my eyes. I was about to turn around and yell at the perpetrator, who was probably Mike Newton, when I saw a pale hand reach out and grab my backpack off the floor for me. I followed the arm up to the body of the handsome boy. He touched my hand and softly said,
"I'm sorry if I hurt you when I pulled you away earlier." He seemed so sincere, like he was truly sorry.
"It's…"
"Stop touching her!" Jasper rushed into the room and to my side. He stole my backpack from the boy and grabbed my arm, yanking me out of the room. I stole a glance backwards towards the boy and saw him looking confused at me; I sent him a quick smile before leaving the room. Before I realized it, I was in the truck with Jasper and we were sitting in the driveway of our house.
"I… I didn't mean to overreact, Bella. I really didn't. I just… someone told me Lauren was instigating you and I don't want to see you hurt anymore, Bells." I reached over and grabbed his hand lightly, searching his eyes. They seemed much calmer than his voice did. He always had a calming effect on me.
"I know, Jazz. I'm sorry about fighting with her. She just makes me so mad sometimes… she was degrading you today. I can't stand it."
"You just have to put up with it for the rest of the year. Keep remembering that."
"I know, Jazz. That's what's keeping me through this whole thing."
"It's going to be okay."
"That's what everybody says."
"I mean it." He smiled softly.
"Can we go to the meadow and work on our plans for the end of the year?"
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"We can go to New York." Jasper suggested.
"Yeah, right! That's all the way across the country; we don't have the money for that. Plus, what would we do there? The only job I'd be able to get is a stripper. Oh! Maybe I could work at the Coyote Ugly. What a wonderful future." I pondered between bites of my orange chicken from Panda Express. I played with the blades of grass surrounding my feet. "I think we should move to Arizona."
"Why Arizona?"
"There's nothing ostentatious about it, and we have no ties there. Charlie would never suspect it, and I doubt anybody else would." I stated as I took another mouthful.
"Arizona is sounding pretty good right now…"
"It's perfect! I could even get a tan." Jasper scoffed at this,
"Like you would ever tan! You're practically translucent." I sighed, it was true. I was depressingly plain. I had extremely pale skin, with dull brown eyes, and limp mahogany hair that fell down my back in waves. I wasn't even a strange height, I was 5'4. The epitome of a plain Jane if you ask me.
"We need to head home; I think it's around three. School should be getting out right about now." We got up and walked through the woods surrounding our meadow. After a few trips by me, we reached the car and started towards our house. We passed the school, and saw the cars beginning to pile out. I saw a shiny Volvo pull out of the parking lot and file into the street behind us. People in Forks usually didn't have cars that expensive, so I guessed it belonged to the bronze haired boy in the biology class. He was probably a new student. As we turned the corner onto our street I saw the police car in front of our house and new Charlie was home. Jasper parked the car and we sat there for a few minutes in silence before he got out and grabbed my hand taking me inside.
"You're late." Charlie grunted from his space on the couch.
"I'm sorry, sir…" I started before Jasper cut me off,
"I had to stay after school and talk to my P.E. coach." I stared at him in disbelief.
"Don't lie to me. I got a call from the school today saying you skipped." He grumbled, "Did you think you could really hide that from me, bitch? You and your stupid brother were the worst thing to happen to me. I give you shelter and you go behind my back and lie to me. Go to your room and wait for me, Bitch. You stay here, boy." I stole a glance at Jasper, who mouthed "run" to me. I scurried up to my room and dug in my closet for the box of money we had saved up. Finding it, I opened up my window and lodged it between two branches on the oak tree outside. I had one leg outside the window when my door burst open.
"Are you trying to run away you little bitch!?" Charlie rammed into my room and pulled me back into the room, Jasper wobbled in shortly after with a split lip and a black eye. Charlie grabbed my arm and threw me onto the bed. I didn't even do anything anymore, I knew what was coming.
-- (Rated M for a reason, kiddos) --
Charlie rushed to my closet and pulled out rope, using it to tie jasper to the rocking chair in the corner of my room.
"No trying to escape, you hear?" He directed towards him while sauntering towards me. He crawled on top of me, grabbing my breast with one hand, and pulling down my jeans and underwear with the other. I was left on the bed with only my shirt on as Charlie squeezed my breast hard. Tears began to form in my eyes and he laughed, pulling his jeans down to his ankles. Without warning he quickly slammed into me, causing me to scream out in pain. He chuckled and began to thrust in quicker and harder causing me start bawling. I could hear Jasper yelling at him, but I couldn't comprehend his words. Suddenly, Charlie pulled out of me and untied Jasper, throwing him next to me. Jasper began pushing the hair out of my face and stroking me head asking me if I was okay.
"Do what I just did to her." Charlie ordered. Our eyes widened as we stared at him.
"I'm not hurting her you sick bastard!" Jasper screamed. Charlie reached into his pocket and pulled out his gun pointing it to Jaspers leg. Suddenly the room was filled with Jaspers screams and Charlie's orders.
"I'm so sorry, Bella. I'm so, so sorry." Jasper kept repeating as he pulled down his pants. He hesitantly crawled over me and I nodded my head.
"Do what you have to, Jasper." I whispered. Soft tears fell on my face from Jasper as he slowly entered me three times before pulling out and pulling his jeans up. Charlie grunted and left the room. We spoke no words as we started to clean up my room.
"Jasper… we need to leave."
"I know, Bells."
"I mean now, Jasper. We need a hospital, and then we need to leave." He nodded silently as we both climbed out of the window.
