i'm sorry for not updating, but with only getting one review, i thought no one wanted me to continue. but my poll results said that they didn't want me to delete this story so i'm gonna finally update the story i have had written for 2 months.

Jasper's P.O.V.:

it's been a week since i moved out of the family house, or talked to anyone who is there. i have bought myself a small little apartment and decorated it with a military style. i go to the club every day at 8 o' clock, and right now it was 7:58. i was dressed and ready to go try to get drunk. the key word being try. they usually make me stop drinking after 20 drinks, even though I'm never even anywhere close to drunk by that amount.

i run to the bar and sit in my regular seat. the waitress who always serves me came over with my regular drink, a glass of half and half beer (A.N.: my dad drinks that.). then i sat back and listened to the crappy karaoke singer on the stage. when she was done a new song started and i prepared my ears for more crappy karaoke, but what i heard was not what i expected. the most beautiful, most angelic voice I've ever heard started to flow into my ears. i recognised the song as something Alice had been listening to, it was "My immortal", by: Evanescence. i looked over only to see a beautiful Bernette on stage. i watched - well, more like stared at - her while she sang.

once the song was over she got off stage, and my eyes still watched her every movement. then i saw her look at a guy who was making out with some disgusting blonde bimbo, and she froze. i narrowed in on her, wanting to know what she was feeling, and i was overflowed with sadness.

i needed to meet her, comfort her. i got up and walked over to her. "umm, hi," i said to her.

she looked at me and smiled a somewhat sad smile. "hi," she said quietly, in her angelic voice, before looking back over at the guy with the blonde slut.

i had to know what was wrong. i had to know why she was sad and what the connection she had to that guy was. so i asked, "is something wrong?"

she didn't even look at me as she nodded her head a little. "my boyfriend is over there cheating on me right infront of me, when he knows i'm here," she said, sadness covering her voice.

i was furious! "that ass," i hissed, "how dare he treat you like that! you shouldn't put up with that." oh, no! i might have just scared her! but i saw her smile a little and knew she wasn't scared. "my name's Jasper," i told her, holding out my hand.

"i'm marissa, it's a pleasure to meet you," she said, putting her hand in mine.

i smiled and grabbed hold of that eligant, fragile hand and brought it up close to my lips. "the pleasure is all mine," i said quietly, but loud enough for her to hear. then i kissed her hand and watched her blush. "i pray to god we meet again, Marissa," i said, before letting go of her hand, paying for my beer, and leaving the club.

i know this was also short, but i had to stop it there. i will update soon if i get atleast one person telling me to continue.