Hi readers! How's it going? How was Valentine's Day? Mine was crap! Not really, because I ate a lot of fudge that I'm won't be able to fit in my wedding dress! :P Kidding!
Ugh...I wish this whole wedding crap was over already! Henry and I had a fight on where the wedding should take place. He wanted Hawaii but I wanted California. He should totally consider Cali, because I'm deathly afraid of volcanoes. Hell to the no!
And shit... did you all hear what happened in Japan. Man, I'm so sorry for them, the disaster was like a double whammy. First an earthquake and then a tsunami? Horrible! My heart goes out to them.
Anyways... story time! :)
Chapter 10: Can it end already?
"You did it again!" I shrieked, watching my house grow distant from the passenger window. "I swear you're doing this on purpose!"
"Guilty." Jasper admitted without a care in the world as he kept driving. I glared at him.
The nerve of him!
"Stop the car!" I demanded, my pale cheeks flushing with rage. "I can walk from here!"
"Nah!" he snorted, driving further up the road with a sly smirk on his annoyingly charming features. "I gotta do something first."
"But you promised you'd take me home right after that horrible breakfast!"
I bit my tongue when I saw the hurt flash across his face. I hung my head for not thinking straight. A hearty chuckle interrupted my pitiful train of thought and I looked up to find him smiling at me. His eyes were bright with mischief.
"I won't let you off that easy." Jasper laughed at the fear sparking in my wide eyes. "And I agree with you." He took one hand of the steering wheel and nudged my shoulder. "Ihop wasn't as great as I thought it would normally be." He paused when the light changed to red. "They should fire that girl."
"Whatever, take me home!" I snapped, the thought of Jessica Stanley aggravating me even more.
"No!" he snapped back, glaring at me from the corner of his eyes as he drove. I flinched, hugging my ruined sweater tightly to my chest. I hated being yelled at. Especially when he does it to me. "I'm just kidding with you, darlin'." he chuckled lightly at my frightened state. "I do respect your wishes, but Rose texted me to be at the house. Apparently something is wrong."
I sighed, leaning back into my seat. "Why couldn't he tell me before?" My eyes rolled inside my head. "Wishes my ass!"
"We're here!" he exclaimed, startling me.
"H-home?" I stammered, my head whipping around to see where we are. Disappointment grew inside me when I saw that we were nowhere near my house.
"My home." Jasper grinned, parking his car in the driveway right behind Bella's old chevy. "We're just gonna see what she wants and then you'll be home in no time, okay?" I glowered at him, wanting nothing more than to slap the living hell out of him. "Hey! Don't give me that look, darlin'! Be happy you're spending some quality time with the Jazzman."
I rolled my eyes at him and he reached out to ruffle my hair. I slapped his hand away, making him laugh.
"You seriously are adorable." he said to me, causing my pale cheeks to redden. I stuck my tongue out at him as he pulled away from me to turn off the car's engine. Once it was off, the car doors unlocked, and we were out.
Jasper's sister greeted us at the front door. My hand squeezed the large one in mine when I took in the heartbreaking beauty in front of me; Her golden locks were stacked upon her head in a messy bun as the remaining loose strands framed her perfect face. Her blue eyes were weary from lack of sleep, but they still remained dazzling and alluring. The large baggy t-shirt didn't do any good to her figure, but the red color made her fair skin glow so nicely.
"Mom wants you to bring the rest of the boxes up to the attic." said the tired Rosalie Hale, her eyes wincing as she rubbed her elegant long neck. Her delicate lily-like eyes opened and gave her brother a questioning look right after they spotted me standing nervously next to Jasper. Her eyebrows raised as her finger pointed at our conjoined hands. "What's going on? Did I interrupt something?"
Blushing furiously, I snatched my hand back and held it to my chest where my other hand clutched my red sweater. I heard Jasper laugh beside me as his sister continued to look at him with great suspicion. I was beginning to wonder if Rose had a bad vibe about Jasper's past relationships. I gulped, fearing her hate directing towards me even though nothing serious is going on between me and her gorgeous brother.
"Enough with the swooning, Alice!" The voice in my head scorned. I obeyed, anxious to avoid another aggravating blush that would possibly get me into more trouble with the intimidating Rosalie Hale.
"We were just having breakfast, ain't no problem, Rose." he told his suspicious sister with a loving smile, his hand creeping up my back. I nearly shivered.
"I'll be back in a few, darlin'." he said to me, giving my shoulder a light squeeze before leaving me alone with Rose. I focused on the sage halls, wishing Jasper would come back so I wouldn't have to feel so uncomfortable with his sister. It seems as though he was my cure for my insecurities.
The corners of Rose's full red lips curled upward when she locked eyes with me. My own lips nervously mirrored hers as my hands continued clutching my sweater to hide the yellowish stain on my white shirt.
"I thought you left with Edward and Bella." she said to me, all traces of suspicion disappearing from her face. My brows furrowed in confusion, remembering my best friend's truck in the driveway.
"But her truck is still outside." I pointed out. Rosalie only grinned while extending her lithe arms above her head as her back arched. I cringed, hearing a slight cracking sound emitting from her.
"Edward must've offered her a ride, I guess." she giggled, her lily eyes twinkling in delight. "Would you like to help me with something, Alice?"
Before I could say anything, her hands grabbed my arm and pulled me through the sage colored halls.
"You stood up all night cleaning?" I asked, disbelief written in my voice. I almost fought back a blush when I realized how squeaky I must have sounded. Rose giggled as she swatted dirt of the red loveseat. I blessed her when some of the dust particles made her sneeze.
"Thank you." she said, wiping the tip of her perfect nose with the back of her hand. "And yes, I sure did. You wouldn't believe how much shit these people left behind. I almost felt like I was their mother, you know? Picking after them and what not?"
I nodded in agreement, remembering the noisy guests from last night. I shuddered when I thought about the pretty redhead snacking greedily on the cheetos.
"Gross." I grumbled.
"I know right!" Rose exclaimed and I giggled to myself because she had no idea what was going through my head. "It was pretty disgusting! I had to pick up thirty six bottle of beers and thousands of freaking chips with my bare hands! Can you believe it? I think my hands have mono now due to all that saliva creeping on those empty bottles! Ugh how disgusting!"
It was amusing watching the beautiful Rosalie Hale rant her heart out as she moved from place to place.
"I had to clean everything myself!" she shouted, signaling me over to help her push a wooden table back against the wall.
"That's a lie."
My breath caught in my throat while my head whipped up to see the charming Southern Gentleman at the foot of the basement stairs. He winked at me while running a hand through his suave locks. I looked away quickly, my cheeks heating as usual.
"Me, Ed, and Bells helped you. Don't go making up stories to our guest." he chuckled, I could feel his eyes on me right after he finished his last sentence.
"You guys only helped because I forced you." Rose spat, glaring daggers at her brother while beckoning me over to help with the remaining chairs.
"And to shut you up." scoffed Jasper, coming over to us. His large cold hands brushed the bare flesh of my arm when he took a chair from me. I could hear the sly smile playing across his soft lips as he took note of my obvious shock and embarrassment. "Why are you here with her, darlin'? Did she force you too?"
"Actually," retorted the blonde bombshell, marching up to her brother, "Alice was kind enough to offer her help unlike you three good-for-nothing idiots."
Jasper didn't bother to fight back so instead, he shook his head at his sassy sister while mumbling softly to himself. He ran his fingers through his golden locks as his bright blue eyes met my dull gray ones. I gave him a polite smile, my whole face heating.
"Alice, could I borrow you for a quick minute?" he asked, pushing the chair under the table. My teeth worried my bottom lip when I felt Rosalie's awkward suspicion suspending in our direction.
"Umm..." I murmured, my arms crossing in front of me. "I'm still helping..."
"It's just for a little while, darlin'." Jasper assured me, grinning at my nervous stricken expression. I shuddered at the sudden warm touch of his hand closing around my wrist. "And then you'll be home in no time."
Jasper ignored Rosalie's annoyed grunt when I quickly gave into him. He gave me one last heartwarming smile before leading me out of the almost clean basement.
"Are you sure I'll be going home soon?" I asked him, the nerves in my hand tingling inside his large manly hand as he led me up the stairs and back into his room, where it strongly reeked of testosterone. I heard him laugh at my question while I took my short time examining his room for the second time. Strangely, I began to feel less uncomfortable.
"What's your hurry?" he laughed, letting go of my hand and I frowned at the loss of his touch. I set my eyes on the queen sized bed, still as messy as I left it. "Are you that desperate to get away from me?"
He threw me a wink causing me to avert my eyes from his. My teeth bit down on my bottom lip when he walked away to the other side of the room.
"Umm..." I uttered, watching the beautiful man moved unstack the pile of boxes next to his unruly bed. "Maybe..." I could swear my teeth punctured my lip when the taut muscles of his strong arms flexed as he lifted a large rectangular box onto his bed.
"And I thought I was finally reeling you in." he sighed, grinning at me as his hands tore the box wide open. "Tell me, darlin'," he licked his lips in slow motion and I felt the strange stir between my inner thighs, "what will it take for you to stay a little longer with me?"
I swallowed the lump forming in my throat as I clutched my useless red sweater to my chest. I didn't like where this was going. If he thinks he has something planned for me, he better think again.
"Wh-what exactly do you need me for?" I fearfully asked, the blood running cold through my veins as a horrible sense of deja-vu took over me. My eyes widened when Jasper walked over to me, and I shut them once those strong hands touched my shoulders.
"Do you like music, Alice?"
A shaky breath escaped my lips as his thumbs massaged little circles on my trembling shoulders.
"There's no need to be scared of me, darlin'." he carried on, obviously taking note of my light shakes and trembles. "I only wanted to show you my guitar. I thought I'd play a little somethin' for you."
The fear rising inside of me vanished as my eyes slowly opened to find him staring down at me. My heart nearly fluttered when I saw the gentle gleam in his crystal blue eyes. My knees knocked together when that smile crept on those sinful pink lips of his, and I swear I couldn't keep my balance. Soon enough, I was in his arms.
Once more and to my annoyance, my whole body trembled at the soothing feel of his manly hands caressing my lower back. My chest pressed against his abdomen and I could feel my cheeks heat up when my nipples reacted. I shivered when his fingers traveled up my spine, to my shoulders, the back of my neck, until they touched the blush on my cheeks.
"Such a strange feeling..."
My own hands gripped at his sides, dropping the unwanted red sweater to the floor.
"And oddly enough... it's not so bad."
His thumbs began to trace soft, little circles on my blush and my teeth bit down on my bottom lip from wanting to give out an embarrassing moan.
"Alice?" he whispered to me, his tender touch sending waves of calm throughout my whole body. "You alright, darlin'?"
"Jasper..." I sighed, a warm ache throbbing between my legs as my fingers dug into the hard, warm skin beneath his shirt. "Hm...Jasper..."
"Alice, I want you to hear this." he said to me, his hands leaving my face for my hands, which were gripping at his sides. I bowed my head in pure humiliation and shame from what had just happened, but he reassured me by lightly squeezing my hands.
"Come here." Jasper told me, pulling me toward his bed. And that's when I snapped out of my trance.
"So he is trying to have his sick way with me?"
"I won't hurt you, darlin'." he assured me, reading my frightened expression as my hands retaliated from his. "I just want to show you something, that's all."
I shook my head at him, crossing my arms like a disobedient child. Jasper chuckled at me but I remained still, wanting nothing more than to be far away from him as possible.
"Are you always this stubborn, little lady?" he asked, his smile making me weak in the knees again. "Come here, sit with me." He patted the empty spot next to him as he twisted his body to the giant rectangular box behind him.
I waited to see if he was actually telling the truth. An annoyed sigh came out of me when he pulled out an old acoustic guitar and placed it over his lap.
"This is my pop's old guitar." he informed me, adjusting the tuning keys while his other hand strummed the tightening strings. "Ain't she a beauty?"
The corners of my lips twitched upward when his eyes met mine. I have to admit; this sight before was cute and I couldn't help myself but smile widely at him. His lips mirrored mine and there was a strange twinkle in the depths of his blue eyes.
"She?" I finally said, suppressing a small giggle while the annoying voice in my head questioned my fear for this harmless man. "It's a girl?"
"Yep." he simply answered, chuckling as he patted the bed again. "I call her Big Bess." Jasper grinned widely at me when I finally sat down next to him.
"Why that name?" I giggled, the butterflies fluttering madly in my tummy from being so close to him.
Jasper shrugged as his hands strummed the strings. The sound emitting from the old instrument somehow mad me the butterflies settle down.
"How am I so calm whenever I'm with him? Why is that?"
"S-so how long have you been playing?" I asked, the annoying color painting my cheeks when his eyes bore deep into mine as he kept playing.
"For as long as I could remember." Jasper replied, lowering his gaze from my face. I followed it and felt the butterflies erupt again when I found him staring at my chest, where my nipples were clearly evident behind my dirtied white shirt. "Have you ever played anything?"
I shook my head as my eyes met his again, and I immediately lost myself in them. "Such pretty eyes..."
"Nothing?" he pressed, still playing his guitar as he stared at me as if I were the most fascinating creature in the world.
"Um...I used to play the clarinet back in Junior High." I admitted to him.
"How did that go for you?"
I shrugged, my fingers playing with the bottom of my shirt. "I didn't like it. It was too hard to put the pieces together and the I got tired of buying new reeds every week."
The melodic sound of the guitar seized and I looked to find him still staring at me with fascination.
"What are your interests?" he asked me. I told him that I have no interests but he remained unconvinced. "Come on, darlin', surely there is something you like. What is it?"
"Nothing really." I told him, avoiding his eyes which were just as anxious an answer. "I'm not good at anything."
"That's not true." he smiled kindly at me, his hand resting on top of mine which were fiddling with the bottom of my shirt. "Everyone is good at something."
"I'm not everyone." I frowned, my mind wandering to the old days when my hopes and dreams weren't shattered. "I'm nothing."
"No you're not, shut up." Jasper affirmed, nudging my shoulder. "Don't down yourself like that, especially about something that isn't true."
"It is true." I hissed, scooting away from him. "You don't know me."
"Can I at least try to know you?"
"No."
"Why not?" he asked me. A pang of guilt hit me like a ton of bricks when I locked eyes with him. The sadness on his handsome face made just want to reach out to him and press my lips on his...
"The fuck is wrong with me?"
I know Jasper is a very sweet person and that intrigues me. But I'm just afraid something will go wrong... I'm terrified he'll break away from this caring, sweet facade and will try to hurt me. I don't want any of that to happen. It already happened once in my life and I don't need anymore repeats...fuck that really hurts.
I gasped when something rough but warm touched my cheek, which was mysteriously damp.
"Why are you always crying, darlin'?" Jasper asked me, his hand going under my chin to tilt my head up to look at him. Once our eyes locked, I again was lost in their ocean-like depths."Did I offend you? If I did, I honestly didn't mean it."
I shook my head, more tears spilling from my eyes as my lip quivered. He wiped the salty fluid with his thumb as a gentle smile played on his lips.
"I know we've only met, Alice, but I really do like you." he confessed, stroking my cheek which heated under his calloused touch. "I'm dying to get to know you, please let me."
"Why should I let you?" I scoffed, wiping my tears with my own hands while I turned away my head away.
"Because..." he trailed off and I turned back to him when I heard a light chuckle coming from him, "I'll be your very, very best friend forever!"
I stared at him as if he had three heads. "I already have Jacob and Bella."
"Yeah..." he smirked, wiggling his eyebrows at me, "but they're not as cool as me."
I rolled my watery eyes at him as a giggle broke out of me. I felt the bed shift a little and I almost jumped off when his arm wrapped around my middle, pulling me closer to his side. My whole body went rigid, knowing how dangerously close he was to me in this very moment.
"Feeling better?"
I nodded, the tiny hairs on my arms standing on each end due to his tender strokes on my skin.
"You smell very good, darlin'." he whispered to me, his warm breath tickling my left ear.
"What is he doing?"
I'm seriously trying my hardest to breathe properly.
"And you're very soft." My lashes fluttered shut as soon as his lips brushed the sensitive skin below my earlobe while the hand around me held me tighter to him. "You taste so sweet..."
"And why am I not fighting him off?"
All of a sudden, I couldn't say or think of anything else besides his lips assaulting the heated flesh of my neck. My hands gripped his forearm as a small sound made it past my lips, which were slightly parting at the amazing feel of his hands sliding under my white shirt.
"Oh my god... everything is so warm now."
My thighs were rubbing together for some friction to satisfy the burning, moist need between them as his lips traveled up my neck to my jawline.
"Fuck..."
Something long tipped under my chin forcing me to turn my head to him. My eyes fluttered open to see his beautiful face closing the gap. My heart hammered like crazy, realizing that this was going to be my first kiss. I sighed, my eyes closing again when his hand caressed the side of my face as his warm breath tickled my quivering lips.
"Oh my god...oh god!"
"Alice!"
In a matter of seconds, my startled ass jumped from his bed at the screeching sound of my best friend's voice. Bella was standing there by the doorway, looking as disheveled as ever. She looked like a brunette version of Ke$ha; Her dark blue henley was tattered and stained from last night's partying, her long brown hair was a tangled mess, and her perfect make-up was ruined.
"Alice, there you are!" she gasped, her dark raccoon eyes glowering at me as if I were a naughty child. "I've been looking all over for..." she stopped talking when she noticed my flushed stature and the person responsible for it. "What the hell happened here?"
I bowed my head in shame while the blood ran hot all over my scarlet face.
"Oh Shit."
:P Oookie!
I need some advice! I tried asking my family and friends about great places to have a simple wedding... but they suck, because they only care about being the damn bridesmaid and some other shit.
Oh! I'm almost done with the 43rd chapter of "Let me in". I'll post it by next Friday! I'm sure of it!
Ciao! And thank you guys for the support! :) Now...I'm gonna go look for the perfect white heels! UGH! I hate shopping!