Summary: Jasper Hale, owner of a popular photography studio, decides to go to a strip club. There he meets Leah, a stripper that caught his eye from the moment he walked through the door.

Rated M: For extremely vulgar language, sex scenes, etc.( You have been warned.) For mature and older audiences ONLY.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of its characters. Stephenie Meyer does. .


" This is it." She told me, and I pulled to a stop in front of a two-story house we approached in the middle of town. We had been traveling for quite some time since we left the restaurant, which meant she had to drive for at least an hour before she made it to the club. It stood tall, but was abandoned-looking- with a dreary atmosphere about it. The dark grey paint peeled for the most part, and seemed to have darkened in spots with age- the shingles on the roof seemed worn as well.

The house seemed completely outdated- and stood out from the other houses that were nearby. It was hard to believe anyone lived there.

" Wait," I called out to her as she unhooked the seat belt. She turned around with an eyebrow raised. I guess I sounded more urgent than I should have.

" Something's wrong isn't there? The way you just brushed it off earlier- I know it's more than you're letting on." I pressed.

She scoffed. " Jasper I told you, I was just upset for no reason. It happens."

" I don't believe you. You don't just become upset for no reason." I retorted. " You're lying."

Her eyes narrowed. " Look Jasper, just go alright?" She snapped irritably- but that only made me even more concerned.

" Not until you tell me what's wrong."

She snorted, grabbing her purse from her lap. The car door swung open as she forcefully opened it and she slid out of the car- slamming it behind her. I cursed and stuffed my keys into my pocket and got out, the door slamming behind me as I walked briskly to catch up to her. When I rounded the car, she was almost at the door- and I called out to her while she fumbled for her keys.

" Leah wait- please just talk to me!"

She ignored me, and I followed her up the small flight of steps to the door. It was then that I realized now solemn the house really looked. There was a wooden rocking chair collecting a great deal of dust, near the far end of the small space- a cactus on one end, and a couple of other flower pots on top of the banister- every one close to dying soon.

The windows were lined with a thin screen material that seemed to be wearing down- flipping out dangerously. The wiring could easily cut someone and harm them, and it wasn't even taken care of. She let out a relieved sigh once she found the from her purse, and I grabbed her arm once she stuck the key into the doorknob.

She cried out in shock. " Let me go!"

I swallowed as her eyes bore into mine- shocked, but pained like they were before in the car. My eyes softening in concern, my other hand gently gripped her other arm, forcing her to look at me. She backed away, trying to squirm out my grip- but I only followed, my eyes never leaving hers for a second. And before I knew it, I had backed her into the door.

And the more I stared into eyes, the more noticeable her pain, her anguish- seemed to be.

It was something I never noticed before- and that's only because she covered it up with.. sex and cigarettes.

No.. this girl before looked afraid; scared.

My face only inches from hers, I searched her eyes- desperately wanting her to tell me what was troubling her. They were widened, and blurry now with tears, and I cringed at the thought of anything having this effect on her. Her bottom lip started to tremble then, and my right hand lifted to hold her cheek.

Our breathing was both shaky and labored, and my voice lowered in worry.

"You can tell me darlin'." I assured her softly. A tear fell from her eye and nearly fell from the other as she stared into mine unblinkingly. She squeezed her eyes shut then- inhaling a deep breath. She let it go, her voice shaky and filled with agony when she spoke next.

" Jasper.. please let me go."

I obeyed this time. I released my hands slowly from her, but I didn't move that much more away from her. She turned away from me though, towards the front door and quickly turned the key into the lock. I sighed and stepped aside as she let herself in- wanting to stop her before she closed the door in my face, but I didn't want to upset her further.

I groaned, gripping my forehead with my hand. What had happened all of a sudden to make her react like that?

Was it something I said- or did?

I shook my head slowly. There was nothing I could do now.

She definitely wasn't going to let me in. Not after that.

Shit.


Author's Note: I want to thank you guys soo much for taking the time to review, first of all. You guys are awesome.

Secondly, I decided to update soon- already having these ideas in my head- because well, since I've graduated, I have nothing better to do than apply for jobs, and wait for college orientation.

Oh! But I'm getting a haircut I've been wanting for a while soon haha, and I'm gonna go see Fast and the Furious Six with my awesome friends next week!

Just something I wanted to share about my little life.

Anyway, hope you guys enjoyed. It was short, I know. But chapters are like that sometimes.

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