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Chapter 9 – Alice POV
It was precisely 10.33 am when I turned the key in the lock of the front door. I had taken the bus from Jasper's apartment, and now here I was, trying to sneak into my own house. Not that I thought of it as home. But it was all I had.
As carefully as I could, I pushed the door open and peeked around the corner. I couldn't hear or see anything suspicious so maybe it wasn't going to be too bad. Okay, I knew it was going to be bad. But I could still hope, right?
I closed the door behind me and started walking up the stairs, paying close attention not to put any weight on steps number 1 and 4. They sqeaked.
I sighed with relief when I reached the middle of the staircase. Maybe I was going to get away with hiding in my room for a while before...
"AAAHHHH!!"
I screamed in panic. I hadn't seen him coming, he had flung himself
at me out of nothing. "You little whore. Think you can run away
from me. You wish."
A
hard slap in my face. "As if you could hide from me." Manical
laughter when I fell down the stairs backwards, landing on my back.
Crack.
I pressed my lips shut, trying not to show the sharp pain that was
shooting up arm. "You nothing.
You're just dirt, pestering my reputation." He spit me in the face
when I tried to turn away. I winced in pain when his boots kicked my
already broken ribs. "Please..." I whispered, helpless. "Please,
I swear I won't do it again, I'll..."
He only cackled, his face
forming a mocking grimace.
"You killed her." He whisper, his alcohol-scented breath close to my face. "You murdered her." Another kick, in my tummy this time.
"This time I will kill you."
Suddenly he was on top off me, his fists hammering into my body. My vision was getting blurry, I felt myself slipping in and out of consciousness.
"Giving up already?" Another cackling laugh.
"Told you you were nothing, can't even defend yourself. Hahaha..."
I forced my eyes open, forced myself to lift my head. "I'm not giving up yet." I breathed. Every breath hurt like hell, my lungs felt like somebody stabbed them with a burning needle, over and over and over again.
"I am not giving up." I peeled myself off the floor. It took all the energy I had, but I did it. Why was he even letting me get up? I knew the answer as soon as I saw him standing right in front of me, a smug grin on his face. He was intentionally letting me gain hope so that he could destroy all of me. I had known my fate all along, but now that the day had arrived I was scared. At least I had managed to keep Jasper out of this. Jasper... I thought longingly. The time with him had been the best two days of my entire life and I selfishly found myself wishing he would come to rescue me.
Slap. The sharp pain shooting up my nose shook me out of my musings. My nose probably just broke. I thought. Not that it mattered anymore.
A hard push. An even harder punch in the stomach sent me flying against the wall, my back hitting the cold stone with a loud crack.
Little black dots everywhere. I couldn't see right anymore.
Jasper.
Blood running down my face.
Please.
My leg snapping like a twig. My arm. It hurt. If only he could come save me.
The sound of my dad's steps getting quieter and quieter, was he done already? Maybe he thought I was dead. Was I?
With all the strength I had left, I pulled my cell phone out of my jean pocket. I had saved his number before I'd left, just in case.
"Hello?" I heard his velvety voice answer at the other end of the line..
"Jasper..." I whispered. "Come save me... please..."
Jasper...
I couldn't hear anything. My mind felt numb. Blood, everywhere. Pain, in my back. My tummy. My ribs, my head... Was this death? If so, why weren't there any angels or light?
More pain. More darkness.
Jasper...
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Jasper POV
"Dude! Cut it out!"
My head snapped up.
"Shut
up." I growled. "I need to find her, I need to..."
"Well, first of all you need to freaking calm down." My best friend stated.
Yeah, meet Emmett McCarty, my best friend and extremely sensitive advisor in any situation. NOT.
"I understand you're worried." He put one of his massive hands on my shoulder in a comforting gesture.
"Are you sure she never mentioned her last name, where she geos to school, anything?"
We had been over this what felt like a hundred times already. I shook my head exasperatedly, not even bothering to voice my thoughts.
"Whose last name?"
My head whipped impulsively. "Hi Rose." Rose, or Rosalie Hale, soon-to-be McCartey, was Emmett's fiancée. They had been together for as long as I could remember. She wasn't exactly easy to get along with, but over the years we had gotten used to each others presence and now she was just like a sister to me.
"Lil Jazzy's big looooooove." Emmett boomed.
"Emmett!" I hissed, my faec turning tomatoe-red, I was sure. "I told you not to do that."
"Do what?" He asked, feigning total innocence.
I just glared at him and turned back to Rose who had been watching our little exchanged with an amused expression on her face.
"Look, it doesn't matter what my feelings for her are right now. What matters is that.... I guess I'll just start from the beginning."
When I was done filling her in on the essentials, she was quiet for a while.
"Wow." She whispered, biting her lip.
"I need to find her." I reminded her urgently. "Her dad is going to beat her to death if I don't." I shivered at the thought, trying to push it to the back of my mind.
"What does she look like?"" Rose asked after a moment of silence.
I smiled in complete happines. "Alice is the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. Her face. It's like it should belong to an angel..."
„Dude." Emmett said, looking at me in shock.
"What?"
"You are so beyond in for it. Man..." He shook his head in disbelief. "Never thought I'd see the day lil Jazzy falls in love.." He grinned at me.
"Whatever..." I mumbled, trying to hide my emberassment.
"She has short, dark hair." I said, turning back to Rose. "She's about...hmm... maybe a little less than 5 foot tall... um... short... whatever you want to call it. She's skinny, everything about her is so... small. Her face, her hands,... everything."
I sighed longingly. "She has the most beautiful dark brown eyes. Just like chocolate. Oh, and she's pretty pale I guess."
Rose was quiet for a moment, seemingly deep in thought.
"You know, she reminds me of someone I knew a long time ago. I...can't remember her name though. I... I'm sorry." She pinched her nose in concentration, her eyebrows were pulled together in an unhappy expression.
"Alice... Alice... Baker? No... Bleek?..Ugh."
"You know her?" I asked, surprised.
"Well, I think they used to live next door when I was a little girl. I wish I could remember their last name. Something with 'B' I'm pretty sure.
"Hmm... Bradley? Brandis? Oh!! I think it was Brandon. Alice Brandon." She stated victoriously.
"Alice Brandon." I said to myself quiety. It sounded right. "Thank you, Rose. I'll go look it up in the phone directory."
Emmett only pointed to the other end of his living-room before I could even ask. I grinned at him thankfully. We had been best friends for a long time.
I started flipping through the pages impatiently. B.... b.... Ba...Bo...Bran... Come on! Ugh... Brane. Brandor. But no entry under Brandon. Dammit!
"It's not in there. I should have known... Crap. What am I supposed to do now?" I asked desperately.
"Why don't you go ahead and give your dad a call? He'll help ya! I mean, having a police officer as a dad 's gotta be good for somethin', right?" He threw his phone at me.
"Thanks, Emmett."
"Sure, sure." He grinned.
I dialed home quickly and waited for someone to pick up already.
"Hello?" A familiar-sounding voice answered after the third ring..
"Hi mom, it's Jasper."
"HI HONEY!!" She screeched, obviously more than thrilled to hear from me.
I grinned. That was so her.
"Hi mom. How are you?"
"I'm good hon, I'm so glad you're calling! Is everything alright? Oh no! Did something happen?"
"No, mom, I'm fine." I reassured her. "But I need dad's help with something. Can I talk to him for a sec?"
"Sure, I'll go get him. Bye honey, love you!"
"Love you too mom."
"Hi Jasper!"
"Hi
dad! Listen, I need your help with something. I need you to loock up
an adress for me. Do you think you could do that? It's urgent."
"Uh,
sure I guess. What's the hurry?"
"I promise I'll explain later. I just don't have much time now, so if you could just give me the adress that would be great."
"Sure sure. So who's the lucky girl?"
I only shook my head. My dad sure was one of a kind.
"Her name is Alice. Alice Brandon."
"Alright. Hang on for a minute, I'll be right with you."
I drummed my fingers on the desk nervously, waiting for my dad to come back. What if they weren't even registered for some strange reason? But she said something about her dad being a member of the council, so they had to be, right? Come on... please...
"Jasper?"
"Yeah?"
"I got it. 230 South East Michel's Drive."
I exhaled with relief.
"Thank
you dad. Thank you so much."
"You're welcome. And you will
explain
this to me someday."
"Sure, dad. I got to go. Thank you again.
Love you!"
"Love you too, son. Bye."
I hung up the phone and found both Emmett and Rose staring at me in anticipation.
"So?"
"I got it. 230 South East Michel's Drive." I jumped off the desk and quickly grabbed my keys.
"I'll be back! Bye!"
I was almost out of the door when I felt Emmett grab my arm and yank me back into the room.
"And what the hell do you think you're doing?"
"Uh... going to save Alice?"
"Without us? Now way in freakin' hell!" Rose protested, obviously pretty pissed.
"Yeah,
seriously man", Emmett chimed in "We're comin' with."
"Fine,
whatever. Let's just go!"
Emmett gave me a smug grin, obviously very pleased with himself.
"Let's get goin' then!"
We ran out to the car and got in. My hands were shaking as I turned the key in the ignition. What if we were too late? I didn't have a good feeling about this at all. Please be okay, please be okay....
I would kill that man if he had so much as touched my angel. Only thinking of it made me instantly livid.
As we pulled around the corner, my cell phone rang. What the...?
"Hello?" I answered, impatient.
"Jasper... I... Come save me... please..." Her sweet voice was strangely scratchy, it sounded like she had to try hard to even for a coherent sentence.
"Alice??
Alice what's wrong? I'm coming, I'm almost there1 Hold on, please,
hold on!"
There was only deadly silence at the other end of the
line. All I could do was pray that we would make it in time.
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