A/N: Sorry for the long wait guys, but Chapter 3 is here! Thank you for all the reviews, favorites, and follows, you don't know how much I appreciate them :* Hope you guys like this chapter!
~ A Pov ~
I woke up only to find that James was no longer in bed with me. I sighed, and turned over to look at the clock. It was 8:55 a.m.
Why the hell is he up so early? I thought.
I sat up and rubbed my eyes for a few minutes before I yawned, jumped up, and went into the bathroom.
I looked up at the mirror and saw two steely gray eyes staring back at me.
My eyes are so big. I thought.
I shook my head, and began to take off my clothes. I was a fairly small person; I was only about 5'0 and I weighed around 85 pounds.
I'm not malnourished or anything, I'm just small. My mother was small too, and so was my aunt, as well as many of the women before them, so it must've run in the family.
There's no telling where my mother is at the moment. The last time I saw her was when I was around seven, and she had dropped me off at Uncle Felix's house. I really missed her sometimes… We used to have so much fun together.
But when it comes down to my father? I don't even know what he looks like.
I walked out into the hallway to get a towel and a washcloth from the closet before returning to the bathroom. I didn't care that I was naked; it's not like James hasn't seen it all anyway.
I stepped into the bathtub and turned the handle to put it on shower mode. Then, I turned the hot water on as high as it would go. I never used cold water. There's just something about steaming hot water pouring down on me that I find so relaxing.
I turned around and grabbed the watermelon scented shampoo off of the shelf before I put my head directly under the stream of water. When my hair was straight, it fell to my butt – if not past it – so I always wore it curly to avoid sitting on it.
I quickly realized that I wouldn't be able to do this on my own, so I called for James.
I heard his feet coming up the stairs before I heard him opening the bedroom door, and coming into the bathroom.
"Yeah?" He asked.
"I need help washing my hair." I said, pulling the shower curtain back, and pouting at him.
He rolled his eyes before pulling off his boxers – that's all he slept in – and jumping into the shower with me.
He grabbed the shampoo from my hands and began to rub it into my hair, massaging my scalp. I let my head fall back against his chest for a moment, before he pushed it forward, and reached down to grab the end of my hair. He brought it up, and tried to make it stay on top of my head before it went tumbling down my back again.
"Ugh, why don't you just cut this shit?" He groaned, trying again. This time it stayed, but only because he poured half the bottle of shampoo on it.
I ignored him as he roughly massaged the shampoo into my hair. It hurt, but I wasn't gonna complain. He pushed my head under the water, and I sputtered as soap got into my eyes and mouth. I pushed my head back, and ended up losing my balance, falling to the bathtub floor with a hard thump. I rubbed the soap out of my eyes while James chuckled.
"Fuck you." I spat, glaring up at him.
"When?" He asked, grinning.
I rolled my eyes and caught sight of his penis not too far away from my face. I smirked as I grabbed it, and roughly pulled on it, catching him off guard, and sending him falling down on top of me.
He glared at me and roughly pulled me up by the arm, sticking my head back under the water, and rinsing all of the soap out. Once he was done, he turned the water off, and pushed me out of the tub.
I tripped on the wet floor, and ended up banging my head on the edge of the toilet; it wasn't that far away from the bathtub.
"Ugh, you bitch!" I growled at him, rubbing my head. "That hurt, James."
Stupid fuckface. I thought, holding back my tears.
I wasn't gonna cry. I never cried, no matter how much I wanted to.
"Oops, my bad." He said, walking out of the bathroom.
What the fuck ever. I thought, getting up and drying myself off.
I brushed my teeth, and put my hair up in a messy bun on top of my head. I decided to just let it air-dry since I don't have to work today.
I walked back into James' room and went over to his dresser, pulling out another T-Shirt and some jean shorts. Then, I went into his closet and pulled out a pair of black flats. After slipping them on, I decided to put on a little eyeliner and lip gloss.
Once James had finally left the room to do who knows what, I slipped into the bathroom, and filled my hand up with about 5 pain pills. I put them in my mouth, and then turned on the tap water. I cupped my hands together, and once they were full, I gulped down the pills.
I wiped my mouth on the back of my hand, and went downstairs. James was hurriedly gathering his stuff and talking on the phone. The only words I understood were "Alright" and "Soon."
"Going somewhere?" I asked once he hung up.
"Yeah, sorry babe, I have to go. It's really important." He said, picking up his keys.
"Oh, ok. You're gonna take me back now?" I asked.
"No, there's no time." He said, running upstairs. He came back down a few minutes later with a folder in his hands.
"Then, what am I gonna do?" I asked, crossing my arms.
"Stay here." He said, picking some papers up off the coffee table. He put them into the folder and came to stand in front of me.
"I'll be back later, ok? If you're not here, I'll just assume you're at Felix's or the shack." He gave me a quick peck on the lips, and the next thing I knew, he was gone.
I rolled my eyes, and went over to the fridge to grab a beer.
I'm definitely not staying here. I thought.
I opened the door and locked the bottom lock before making my way out of the neighborhood.
I had been walking for about an hour now, looking for something to do, or somewhere to go. The pills were taking forever to work, and – like I said earlier – beer does nothing for me.
"Hey!" I heard a voice call out.
I turned and the car pulled up right beside me and rolled the window down. I smirked when I saw who was inside.
"Need a ride?" He asked, grinning.
I nodded my head, and got into the car, smiling.
"Thanks Brady. I owe you one." I said.
"No, it's alright sweetheart. Hey, you hungry?" He asked.
"Starving," I replied.
"Great," He said, pulling off.
About 10 minutes later, we arrived at this little... I don't know how to describe it… Café like, place. I don't know. I've never been anywhere like this before. But, it was nice.
We walked in, and went up to the front counter where I ordered some chicken tenders, fries, and a sprite. I didn't pay attention to what he got, but I know it was some type of burger.
We sat down at a table farther near the back; for privacy, I'm guessing.
"So… Alice is it?" He asked, putting ketchup on his burger.
I hummed in approval as I took a sip of my soda.
"Exactly how old are you baby girl?" He asked.
"Uh… I'm fourteen, why?" I asked, looking up at him.
"No reason." He said abruptly, taking a bite of his burger.
I rolled my eyes, and started eating my chicken tenders. I was halfway done when I heard the door open, and two males walked in. I couldn't see their faces, but they were both blond.
"Hey Carlisle!" A voice called from the corner of the room.
I looked over to see a policeman smiling at the older blonde, Carlisle.
"Charlie! How've you been?" He asked, smiling.
I turned around once they started walking towards him. I didn't want them to see me staring.
"I've been good, you? How was your vacation?" Charlie asked.
"It was great! And I'm better than ever." Carlisle replied, turning to the blond who had yet to be named. "Jasper, why don't you go and order our food while I catch up with Charlie?" He asked.
Jasper nodded, and turned around. Our eyes met, and I felt all of the breath woosh out of me.
I didn't know it was possible for someone to be so beautiful. I thought.
A/N: Welp. There's Chapter 3! I hope you guys liked it :3 Every chapter so far has an important meaning for what happens later in the story, even the little things.. Just to let you know ;) Sooo, how about you guys R&R for me please? :*
Next update won't take as long :)
