I know I haven't updated in like weeks, but just know I haven't forgotten about this story. I just haven't had time. Anyways, thanks for being patient, here's the next chapter. (:
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Chapter Three: Crimson Nightmares
Three days. I've been lying immobile on this damn bed for three days.. After I'd gained consciousness, I'd dragged myself up the stairs to my room and on my bed.. Only to pass out again once I'd made it. I groaned and checked the time, 4:00 am. Ugh. I got up and stumbled towards the bathroom, needing to scrub the blood off me. Looking in the mirror, I noticed my eye wasn't as bad, just a small cut on my eyebrow. After I managed to take off my second-skin-like clothes, I turned the water on in the tub and slipped in. As I sat there, letting the water take most of the filth off me, I thought. I looked up at the crumbling ceiling and tried to remember how this place, my home, looked like before it turned into hell on earth. I took in a deep, shaky breath. Images of my mother, flashing behind my closed eyelids. I recalled almost everything about her.. Her sweet voice, her motherly personality, her soft caresses.. She made me feel safe and loved.
I fell asleep, images of mama still floating around my brain; morphing into something gruesome. I watched as my mom and I walked home from the park at 9 pm. The streets dark and eerie from my point of view, but alight and joyous from theirs.. "STOP!", I screamed, "DON'T GO THERE!" But they wouldn't listen, didn't even look back. They just kept walking, held hands swinging back and forth while she listened, smiling, to me babbling. Then she let go, her smile disappearing as she realized she'd dropped her wallet somewhere.. They looked around, he played with his thumbs and spotted mom's wallet near some bushes. "No.. stop." i sobbed, "don't look away.." He smiled and ran towards it anyway. He'd been about to show mom, but it was too late, she was gone. "JASPER!" mom's petrified scream filled the air. He ran to where the sound had come from, I followed feeling like someone watching a horror movie, helpless. I watched, for the millionth time in eleven years, as my mother was killed right in front of me. Those piercing red eyes never leaving mine...
My eyes flew open as ice cold water hit my body. I sat up and turned the cold water off, leaving the warm on. With my back against the tiled wall, I closed my eyes again. This time my head was filled with memories of my Dad that night.. I'd crawled next to my mother's dead body, trying to wake her up. I fell asleep crying, thinking she hated me because she just wouldn't reply to me. I woke up at the sound of sirens blaring and deep, broken screams. "ESME!" I'd recognized the voice dad's and turned to see him on his knees, his head down as loud sobs wracked his body. Id never seen him so broken.. Yet, that's all ever see anymore, the Charlie that's broken and lost without his light.. His eyes, which I'd always thought of as the windows to the soul, were hollow and lifeless.
I scrubbed the blood off myself as I recalled how I'd been interrogated by the police who asked if I remembers what the guy who killed her looked like.. I'd told them he had red eyes and blond hair. But that was it, all I could remember other than the sound of my mom's screams and the sight of her lifeless body. And I wasn't gong to describe that to them. At first Charlie and I kept faith in that she'd just been taken, but after three years of posters, the search party had given up and so did we. We moved to California and now eight years later we're back in Forks. I turned the water off and stepped out of the shower after I'd scrubbed the dried blood off. I returned to my room, put on fresh clothes, and glanced at the clock as I grabbed my backpack. 7:15 am. I made my way downstairs and grabbed the keys off the counter. Just my first week and I'd already missed three days. I hopped in the driver seat, started the engine, and smiled as the "Fuck You" cover by Sleeping With Sirens came on the radio. "I'M LIKE FUCK YOU AND UH FUCK HER TOO!", I sang along. I parked at the school and smiled as I spotted Bella and just like that I realized she was my light.
Y'all wanted to know how Jasper's mom died so, hope that answered that question. :) REVIEW PWEASE :3
Ps: The stuff in italics is Jasper dreaming.
