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Chapter 4 So It's You

Jasper had not heard from or seen Alice in over a week since that day at the lake. He would go to their special spot where they first met and had even tried to go through her window at night, but it was locked, which he found curious. It was another two days before Jasper decided to go up to the front door of Alice's house. A girl a few years younger than Alice answered the door.

"May I help you?" Cynthia asked.

To Jasper, she was a miniature Alice. The only difference between the sisters was their eyes.

"Cynthia, how many times must I tell you not to answer the door?" her mother asked.

Alice's mother was now standing in front of the door.

"Yes?" her mother asked.

When she looked upon the man in front of her, she seemed to lose her breath.

"Good day, ma'am. I was wondering if your daughter, Alice, was here?" Jasper asked, giving her a bow.

"I'm so sorry young man, but Alice is dead," her mother said.

This did not make sense to Jasper. Her mood was far too calm for her to be mourning the death of her daughter.

"I… I'm so sorry for your loss," Jasper said.

He did not what else to say on the matter. He could not very well tell the woman he knew she was lying.

"Thank you. Now, if you would kindly leave," her mother said.

Before the door closed, Cynthia gave a hard look at Jasper for him to pay attention. Her eyes darted up at Alice's bedroom window. Was it possible they had her locked up in her room? If that were true, however, why had not she at least come to the window?

"Thank you," Jasper said to Cynthia as she unlocked the window him.

"She talked about you, you know?" Cynthia asked.

Jasper was taken aback as his eyes caught sight of the drawing Alice did of him, sitting there unfinished.

"Is it true?" Jasper asked.

Cynthia let out a small smile.

"No. My parents sent her away to an asylum because of her visions," she said.

"Thank you for telling me," Jasper said.

"I had to. You care for each other," Cynthia replied, giving a shrug.

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Alice stepped back into the wall as her caretaker walked into her room. How long had she been in here? A week? A month? She had no idea. However, that was not what she was scared about. It was the man that had just walked in with her dinner.

"Don't hurt me," Alice begged, wrapping her arms around her knees.

"I'd never do that," the man said, placing the tray of food by her bed. He was nothing like Jasper. She knew Jonathan, the caretaker assigned to her the night she arrived at the asylum, was a vampire. "Tell me, Alice. Why are you afraid of me?"

Alice stood up, but she did not dare go any closer to the man.

"If I did, you'd kill me," she said.

Jonathan leveled his eyebrows and crossed his arms.

"I assure you I won't," he said.

No matter how hard she tried, Alice could not stop her heart from beating so fast. She was sure this was going to be her last day on Earth.

"I know what you are," Alice said.

"Impossible," Jonathan said.

"It's true. You're a vampire," Alice said.

The tray of food would have fallen to the floor it had not already been set down.

"You should be killed for knowing," Jonathan said.

"Are you?" Alice asked, trying to hold her breath as Jonathan walked closer to her.

This was it. The last thing she was going to see was this vampire sinking his teeth into her neck.

"No," Jonathan said.

He looked her up and down and gave a small laugh.

Why?" Alice asked, as he began to leave.

"You intrigue me," Jonathan said.

As Jonathan left, Alice prayed Jasper cared about her enough to come and save her.