A/N On bottom.
Quote: "Insane people are always sure that they are fine. It is only the sane people who are willing to admit that they are crazy." -Nora Ephron
Chapter 3: I Like The Outside
APOV
After I left Jasper outside, I made my way back to my room so that I could have a nap before class.
When I stepped through the door, I found something that made my jaw drop. I mean, I've seen Bella give Edward a peck on the cheek or on the forehead, just little acts of affection, but nothing like this.
Edward had Bella pinned to her bed, by the weight of his body. All I could hear was heavy breathing, the smacking of lips against lips, and other sexual sounds I do not care to repeat. Fortunately they both were fully dressed.
No Eddie and Belly parts visual, thank goodness.
"Uhm." I cleared my throat causing them to jump apart from each other. Lamely I just raised my hand in a small wave. "Hi."
"O my gosh!" Bella stumbled off of the bed while fumbling with her wrinkled clothes. Her brown hair was in tangles, probably from Edward's hands, and her lips were swollen and wet-looking.
Behind her, Edward was sitting on the bed looking sheepish. I could see from here that his usually pale face darkened to a deep red.
He was blushing.
"I'm so sorry, Alice. I had no idea you would be back so soon or I would have never..." She trailed off, waving between the two of them.
"Its fine. I was just going to take a nap before class started." I walked over to my side of the room and plopped down on the bed. "You can continue if you want." I giggled at the look on their faces. "I'll just be...you know...sleeping." I let out a yawn and snuggled deeper into my pillow.
"Um, no that's okay." Bella ran a hand through her wild hair. "We'll be in the library. See you later, Alice."
"Wait, your not going to class?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.
"No." Was all she said, holding a hand out to Edward.
Edward got off of the bed and took the hand Bella had outstretched. They walked hand-in-hand out of the room, closing the door softly behind them.
I let out one more amused giggled before I felt my eyelids start to droop.
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Everything was hazy, my mind felt distant.
I was laying on something firm. Feeling around with my hands, I realized it was a bed. One of the beds in a dorm room here at the asylum.
Where am I?
My question was soon answered as I felt little kisses being placed along my stomach. Large warm hands pushed my shirt up further as the kisses went higher up my body.
"Alice, you're so delicious darlin'." I know that accent. Jasper.
Looking down I confirmed it. Jasper was hovering over half of my body, lightly caressing the flesh of my abdomen, mouth firmly planted to my skin.
It was heaven.
"Jasper." I moaned his name when he gently nipped at my skin.
"Mmm." He hummed creating, pleasurable vibrations on my body. I've never felt something like this before.
His hands traveled up, lifting my shirt even further. Tugging me up into a sitting position, he yank off my shirt, leaving me in the simple white tank, I had on underneath.
"Gorgeous." Jasper murmured, staring intently at my chest. I wondered if he could see the pounding of my heart.
"You or me?" I asked playfully, though my voice was deeper, huskier than I've ever heard before.
"You, darlin'. Always, you." Leaning forward, with our lips touching, he ran his velvet tongue over my full top lip.
Oh, I wanted to bite it.
A surge of confidence burst through me. "You know what I just saw." I said against his lips.
"What, Ali-Cat." He brushed his mouth over mine, softly.
"You kissing me."
Jasper lifted an eyebrow, giving me a seductive smile. "We'll darlin', your vision, my command." With that he crashed his luscious lips onto mine. Taking my bottom lip into his mouth, he gently sucked on it making me purr in delight.
Our kiss started out slow and sensual, before turning fiery and passionate. Our mouths were pressed tightly together as well as our bodies, tongues moving in sync, teasing and loving each other through our lips.
Running my hands through his soft hair, I wanted nothing more than for this to last forever, but unfortunately...
I woke up.
"Ugh!" I screamed out frustrated, thoroughly unsatisfied.
I couldn't tell if that amazing moment, was a regular dream or a vision. Truthfully, I was hoping for the latter.
I looked to the clock on the left, seeing that it was almost time for classes to start. Hopping off of the bed, I walk over to the closet that I shared with Bella. I pulled out the standard clothing, a grey long sleeved shirt paired with some black sweatpants.
The clothing here wore me out. Every other week we get a change in wardrobe, last week it was a green long sleeved shirt and grey sweatpants. At least we have some color here, emphasize on the some.
I changed my clothes fast, after just 'seeing' that Victoria should be here any second to take me to class.
Luckily, I only have to be in her presence for when she escorts me to class, sessions with Dr. Cullen, and sometimes to the cafeteria.
After placing my old clothes in the hamper, I ran a hand through my cropped black hair since I didn't have time to dash to the shared girls' bathroom.
"Knock knock." The red-headed banshee walked into the room, looking utterly bored.
Well if she didn't want to be here, trust me she can leave and go play in the middle of the road or something.
"Your education awaits Mary." She held the door open so I could walk through.
"Your death awaits, Vicky." Okay, I really didn't have a vision of her dying, but I wanted to freak her out a little.
She paled. Gotcha, bitch. "Shut up, witch."
Idiot still thinks I'm a witch, no matter how many times I tell her I'm not. Most people here at the asylum, like to stay away from me because they think I'm dark and wicked.
I can see the future, that doesn't mean I'm going to curse you to the darkest pit of hell.
I didn't respond to Victoria. Why waste my breath?
After escorting me to the school wing, Victoria left quickly probably to report my little taunting earlier.
Its not my fault, she started it. Always does.
I stepped into the over chilled classroom. Seriously, are they trying to freeze us to death. Half of us are already insane, why make us suffer hypothermia?
I stepped into the classroom, seeing that only a few kids were here. Jessica Stanley and Lauren Mallory, (the dumb kleptomaniacs and pathological liars), Mike Newton (lap dog and manic), Eric Yorkie (I actually have no idea what his deal is, but with that twitch in his eye it couldn't be good), and a mystery boy sitting in the corner with his head down.
Mmm. I've never seen him before. Whatever, I'm sure I'll know soon. I always do.
Walking to the back of the room, I took my seat and stared out of the window next to me. It had bars on it, keeping people in and isolated.
That's why I liked spending most of my time in the courtyard. Even though its surrounded by tall walls with barb wire at the top, I enjoy feeling like I have some connection with the outside world.
It makes me retain what humanity, I have left.
The chair next to me scrapped across the floor as some one sat down. I knew who it was already and I didn't even need a vision.
It was the bittersweet scent and tingly feeling in my body that alerted me of the person.
Jasper.
"It wasn't very nice to leave me outside by myself." He whispered in my ear, making my girly parts tingle.
"Who said I was nice?" I bit my lip, in hopes to conceal my smile. I probably failed in doing so.
I turned from the window to look at him. Staring intently at his face, I realized there were multiple scars almost all over him. Though they were faint, you could still see them. I wondered if they covered other places too.
His scars weren't normal either, some took the shape of a 'C', like a crescent moon. They didn't look revolting to me, they were unique and in a way...beautiful.
Just as I was about to open my mouth to question him on the scars. The teacher, Ms. Gianna Norman, walked in looking flustered from just having a run in with another teacher, Mr. Felix Volturi.
Gazing away from Jasper, I realized the whole class was here. I must of missed there entrance from being focused on Jasper.
Speaking of Jasper, he was looking at me with a curious expression on his face. I mouthed 'what?', but he just gave me a smile before turning to face the front.
I will learn more about Jasper Whitlock. To see the man under the scars and aloof exterior.
If its the last thing I do.
A/N Typed this up quickly. I know another update, shocking.
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