I really don't like this story at all. I don't know why I'm posting the rest. It just is gonna start getting really stupid. I just have one quick question: I need some truth or dares. What are your best ones? It's not for this story. Immona use it in my next one. Thanks R&R. Nice reviews only, if I get mean ones I wont post any story anymore. Ever. And no, I'm not just being dramatic. –Alice xoxo

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Chapter 2:

I walked up and down the streets for what seemed like hours, until I finally made it to the outskirts of Port Angeles and sat outside of a small store. What was I going to do? I had nowhere to go. No money. And, it was starting to rain. I put my head in my hands and felt the tears prick at my eyes. I tried to blink them back. I wasn't going to fucking cry. But it was too late. The saltwater leaked from my eyes quickly and I didn't try to stop them. It's been a while since I had a good cry. The tears eventually turned into sobs. I didn't attempt to stifle them. People stared at me, but I didn't care at that point.

I heard a ringing sound, signaling someone coming out of the store. "Hey," the person's familiar voice said. "Alice? What's the matter?" I looked up. It was that Jasper dude.

Great. It was bad enough it people I didn't know watched me cry. But it was Jasper. I knew him. Not very well, but I knew him. I didn't want him to think I was a fucking baby, just sitting around crying.

He sat down next to me. "What's the matter?" I couldn't answer. I just cried. Jasper pulled me closer and I didn't try to stop. How long has it been that I was able to cry to someone? He rubbed my arm as he held me.

When I was finally able to speak, I whispered, "Bella kicked me out. And I don't have any place to go." My voice was broken from the sobs. I breathed shakily.

Jasper thought for a minute. "Rosalie made me buy an extra ticket home. She, at the time, wanted to come with me for a while. But she changed her mind. I still got the ticket. You can come stay with me, if you want."

I tried not to smile like a thirteen year old with her first crush. "Are you sure? I'm a burden, just so you know."

"Don't worry about it. The only thing is, we gotta get going now. We have to be at the airport in 2 hours." He stood up and held out his hand. I took it without stopping to make sense of what I was doing and he pulled me up.

He held my hand as he pulled me towards Rosalie's car – which she was driving. Jasper got in the back with me.

"Does Bella know where you are?" She asked, looking at me as if I was a fucking little kid who ran away.

"No she kicked me out," I answered.

"Why?" She asked. I didn't answer.

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The next few hours passed in a blur. Jasper and I got checked into the airport and onto the plane. It was getting late, close to midnight. And I was starting to get tired. Jasper noticed that I blinked slowly, and my eyes stayed closed longer than they stayed open. He didn't object when I leaned myself against him.

"You tired?" He asked. I nodded. "It's ok, just sleep, sweetie." He kissed my hair. "I'll wake you up when we get there." I nodded again and let sleep wash over me.

The next thing I remember, Jasper was shaking me awake. "Ali, sweetie. Wake up. We're here."

I opened my eyes and the plane was just slowing down on the runway. My head hurt. Like a bad hangover. I just wanted to sleep. I closed my eyes.

"You cant go back to sleep, Alice. Wait until we get to my house. Or at least until we get in my car." I shook my head stubbornly. "Want me to carry you?" I wanted to yell at him, and tell him I wasn't a fucking baby. But I was too tired to even care, so I just nodded and Jasper picked me up…

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I woke up again when we were in Jasper's car. I suddenly felt wide awake. The clock on the radio – which was on an alternative station and Cute is What We Aim For's Fourth Drink Instinct was playing quietly – said it was after 2:30. My head still hurt.

"Heyy, Sleepy," He said when he noticed that I was awake.

"Are we almost there?" I asked.

He nodded. "Just a few more minutes."

Sure enough, a few minutes later, we were at Jasper's apartment. "Want me to carry you again or do you think you can handle it?" He asked, smiling.

"I think I can manage," I said, getting out and grabbing my bag from the backseat of his car.

Jasper lived on the fourteenth floor of the large apartment building. The building was big, but his room wasn't.

"Sorry it's so small… and a mess. I didn't expect to bring home an inn mate," he laughed.

"Sorry. I wont be here long. Just long enough to get a job and find a place of my own…"

"Don't worry about it. You can stay as long as you need to. I'm sorry I don't have a lot of space for you. You're going to have to sleep on the couch…"

"It's ok," I whispered. Was I tired again already?

"No, it's not ok. It gets hot out here." He reached up to turn the ceiling fan on, and when he did, some of his shirt went up with him. I saw his belly button and that was it. I wanted him. I had to squeeze my thighs together to relieve some of the pressure between my legs. Jasper misinterpreted it. "What's wrong with me? Why didn't I show you where it is already?" He thought out loud, "commere, the bathroom is this way."

I don't have to pee, I wanted to scream, I want to fuck you senseless. I want to fuck you until you don't even know your name. I didn't say anything and fallowed him to the bathroom anyway – grabbing my bathroom things on my way.

Jasper stopped me at the door, as if he was dropping me off after a date. "Well, I'm really tired. I'm going to bed. My room's over there if you need anything" – he pointed to the door across the hall – "Don't be afraid to use anything and the kitchen is always open. If there's food, that it." He smiled. "Good night, Alice." He turned away from me to go to his room.

"Jasper?" I said, he looked at me. "Thanks, for taking me in like this. On such short notice."

"Don't worry about it."

"And I will find a place" –

"I said don't worry about it," he cut me off. I smiled. "Stay as long as you want."

I nodded. "Night Jasper."

Once I was alone in the bathroom, I was able to cry. Not cry like I did to Jasper how ever many hours ago. I got the pair of tweezers that I stole from Bella's house and dragged it across my flesh. That's how I can really cry. My tears aren't clear anymore. There red from the blood.

I cleaned the evidence up, got changed into something to sleep in, and went to the bathroom before I went back out to the living room. I noticed that Jasper had brought out a pillow and blanket for me. He was too sweet to me.

I laid in bed – or couch – before I feel asleep. I thought about how I had to call Bella in the morning. To let her know that I found a place to stay. And I need to tell her that I was sorry for not respecting her when she let me stay with her. I fell asleep with tears of regret in my eyes.

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I woke up to the smell of something that I learned over the years to hate – food. I rolled out of bed – or couch – and went into the kitchen where I found Jasper making something. I sat down at the table.

"Hey, Ali," he said when he noticed me. "I made us some pancakes."

"I can't fucking eat, Jasper. I'm fat. I need to loose ten pounds," I said. How couldn't he see that I was huge? Is he trying to feed me because he had a sick fetish for fat people? I mentally shook my head.

"Don't say that, Alice. You're not fat. You're beautiful. Please eat something. You didn't eat anything last night."

"I ate after you left," I lied. "Please don't make me eat."

"I'm sorry, darlin' but you have to," He grabbed a plate, put a pancake on it and set it in front of me. I pushed it away a little. "Please, Alice?" I shook my head.

"I'm fucking fat," I whispered through my teeth.

"Don't say that anymore. Please. You're not fat. Your beautiful," he said again.

"You already said that," I whispered. He didn't say anything. I lifted my shirt a little and looked at my belly button. "I'm so fucking huge. Why can't you see that?"

"No, Alice, why can't you see? You are so gorgeous. You're not fat at all. You're such a pretty girl. Please eat something." He made the same sad look in his eyes like he did the night before and I couldn't resist. Besides, I could get it out of my system before it had a chance to go through my body like the way it was suppose to.

"Ok," I sighed.

Jasper kissed my hair. "Thanks, sweetie."

I ate the pancake quickly, which would make it easier for me to bring it back up. When I was finished I got up from the table to bathroom, but Jasper caught my wrist and held me there, not letting me go. "Hey, hey, hey," he said, "were are you going so fast?"

I shifted my weight from one foot to the other. "I have to pee," I lied. He raised one eyebrow at me.

"Don't pretend like I don't know what you did last night at Bella's, Alice."

He caught me. I rocked back and forth on my feet. "I don't know what you're talking about," I lied. I squeezed my legs together. "Will you please let me go pee?"

He sighed and let me go. I went to the bathroom and got rid of everything I ate. I did feel bad for doing this to him.

Jasper was outside the bathroom when I came out. He shook his head. "I knew I couldn't trust you, Alice. Why did I believe you? Do I have to start coming in there with you just so I'm sure that you really do pee and that's all you do?" He shook his head again but I just walked away. He stopped me. "Alice. I don't know what it was like to live with Bella but whatever it was, it's over. You live with me now, and I'm going to take care of you."

"I'm not a fucking baby. You don't need to take care of me."

"Well, I think I do, since you aren't doing a good enough job of taking care of yourself." He sighed. "Look I gotta go to work. I'll be back around 3:30 for my lunch and I'll call at 10 on my break. Keep the door locked and don't go anywhere. This isn't the best part of town. Don't do anything reckless or stupid when I'm gone." I nodded and he kissed my cheek before heading for the door.

"Jasper?" I called quietly before he was out the door. He looked at me. "I'm sorry."

He shook his head. "Don't worry about it. Cya later."