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Chapter 10: Complications

I was in the back of a car with a strange man sitting next to me. His hands kept touching my bare knees under my white sundress. I repeatedly I pushed it away. "Why won't this man listen?" I thought. "What part of "no" doesn't he understand?"

"Come on, Rose" he slurred, scooting even closer, "you know I can't resist you."

I could feel my stomach churn unpleasantly when he brought my face to his. He pressed his thin lips hard on mine and kissed me. I pulled away immediately when I felt my dress ride up to my thighs. "What the hell is he doing? This isn't like him!"

"Royce!" I shrieked, slapping his hand away. "Stop, I want to go home now!"

"Rose, just sit back and relax." he said, gripping my right thigh. He dipped his head at the crook of my neck and attacks it with wet sloppy kisses. I closed my eyes and bit my lip to fight back a moan. It feels very nice, but something is telling me that this isn't right.

"Royce, please –"

He cuts me off by capturing my lips again. I gasped when his teeth sunk in the tender flesh of my bottom lip. "Okay, this stops right here." my mind spat. I pushed him off me and got out of the car. "Why did I ever agree to stay out this late? I must have been so desperate."

"Rose!" I heard him yell behind me. I ignored him and continued to walk away.

"Damn, which way is home?" I muttered, spinning around on the spot. "Where the hell did he take me?"

"ROSE!"

"WHAT?" I shouted, turning around to yell profanities at him. Before I could open my mouth, I felt four sets of strong hands grab my arms. One covered my mouth so I wouldn't scream. "What the hell is going on?" my head yelled. "Where did these men come from?"

I saw Royce and some other stranger with darker hair coming to my direction. They were both smirking at me. What is he doing…?

"So this is her, Royce?" the dark-haired man spoke. I shuddered at the sound of his menacing voice and began to squirm for my release. One of the men holding me, gripped my arm harder to get me still.

"Mhm, isn't she beautiful?" Royce asked him. They both scanned my struggling body up and down with their greedy eyes.

"I don't know," said the stranger, still staring hard at me, "she's wearing too much. I can't tell."

Royce laughed and then snapped his fingers. The two men man-handling me, forced me on the solid ground and began to rip at my dress. After that, I watched and felt them take their turns violating me.

I sat up, panting as sweat trickled down my face. "What in the world happened? How could I possibly have a dream like that?" I brought my hands to my face and slid my fingers through my shaggy hair.

"I guess that's my punishment." I whispered to myself, closing my eyes. "I shouldn't have bashed Rose. That was wrong."

Opening my eyes, I let out a groan when I realized where I was. I was sitting on a white canopy bed surrounded by walls of pale pink and yellow flowers. "Wow, this is very girlie."

Besides the floral patterns, there were also pictures of pointless girlie things; ponies, kittens, and cute puppies. The drawers and dressers were a soft baby pink. And to top everything off…there were dolls everywhere; Porcelains dolls, Barbies of all races, a Barbie Dream House, and even colorful giant stuffed animals.

"Man, this bitch is spoiled." I said under my breath. I got off the bed and left her room.

When I headed downstairs, I noticed the whole family, but Alice, sitting in the family room. All of them were listening to a tall semi-burly policeman with a dark mustache and curly brown-grayish hair. He looks like he's around his late forties.

"When I arrived there," he said, pacing around with his hand on his gun holster, "the lights were on."

"So… he's still waiting for my baby?" choked Esme, who was pulled into Carlisle's comforting arms.

"It's most likely he is." replied the policeman quite sadly.

"Can't you just go in there with back up?" suggested an anxious Emmett. Rosalie stroked his hand in reassurance. "It's only one guy after all."

"I wish I could, but it maybe too risky."

"How could it be too risky if it's one guy?" shouted Emmett, snatching his hand away from Rose as he stood up. "Charlie, I thought you'll do whatever it takes to protect Ali!"

"I am doing all I can." said Charlie calmly, shaking his head at the scared bodybuilder. "He may have other accomplices or any other dangerous weapons. I couldn't risk anyone else getting hurt."

"BUT ALICE TOLD US IT WAS ONE PERSON!" he roared, making everyone, even me shudder in fear.

"EMMETT!" yelled Rose, also standing up. She looked behind her and picked up a discarded purple rabbit from the couch. "Calm down, baby. Here take Bunnykins and calm down."

"But—Alice—Charlie said—" stammered Emmett as Bunnykins was nestled in his shaky arms. "She's not safe."

"Shush." murmured Rose, caressing Em's frightened face as she slowly pulled him back on the couch with her. "Shush. Me and Bunnykins are here now. So is Ali…calm down."

"Okay." uttered Emmett, curling on the couch in a fetal position and laid his head on Rose's lap. He clutched the rabbit to his chest as Rose rubbed his shoulder.

"Who is this young man?" boomed Charlie, alarming the family. I tried to smile when the Chief police was approaching me with an extended hand.

"That's Jasper, daddy." responded Bella who was still sitting by the piano with Edward. "He's Rose's twin."

"I didn't ask you, Bells, but thanks for the info." he teased her while I shook his hand. I saw Bella bury her flushed face on Edward's shoulder.

"So you're Alice's so called "Hero"?" he said, his mustache turning right side up due to the grin he was giving me.

"Umm…sorry?" I'm confused. "Hero? What the hell is he on about?"

He grinned even wider and thumped me hard on the back as he chuckled. "He's a modest fellow, ain't he?"

"He was there for Ali when she needed him." piped up Esme, blowing her nose in a blueish hanky. Carlisle hugged her more to him and threw me an encouraging smile.

I returned the gesture and coughed to hide my sudden embarrassment. I could feel Rose's burning glare. She's very pissed with me. She does have a good reason to be.

"I better be going now." Charlie huffed, stalking away from me. He stopped by the doorway and took his coat from the rack. After giving everyone a hug and a pat on the head to the vulnerable Emmett, Charlie was gone.

Throughout the whole afternoon, we've all remained in the living room, discussing what should be done for Alice's sake.

"She should stay here." suggested Esme, dabbing her teary eyes.

"I agree." said Rose. "She does have half of her things here, anyways."

"But what if she goes out and that creep finds her?" asked Bella, creasing her forehead with worry lines.

"That won't happen." stated Edward. "With that new haircut, no one will be able to tell it's her."

"You're wrong." I told him. "She's still the small Alice, haircut or not."

"Oh, shut up." he spat at me.

"Eddie, behave." Bella warned him, tugging at his sleeves.

"It's getting late," said Carlisle, checking his watch, "we'll continue this conversation tomorrow."

"But we—" stammered Emmett, but Rose shook her head at him. Emmett sighed and got to his feet along with my sister. Soon enough, me, Rose, Emmett, Edward, and Bella were putting on our coats by the doorway.

"Jasper?"

I looked up from the zipper of my coat to the soft honey orbs of Esme Cullen.

"Would you like to stay the night?" she asked, fidgeting with a tear-stained hanky.

"I don't know, Mrs. Cullen." I said, "I don't want to be a bother."

"Oh please, call me Esme." she chimed, "And you're not bothering me at all. Besides, you saved my little girl's life. It's the least I could do."

"Thank you, but it's fine really."

"I won't take "no" for an answer." she said taking me away from the door. "You live so far away. You need rest."

"Hey!" cried Emmett, from behind. "Can I sleep over too?"

"Emmett, sweetheart, you live next door." Esme responded over her shoulder as she led me up the stairs.

I was now in Emmett's old room, laying on his massive bed with my hands behind my head. I stared at the green "glow in the dark" stickers on the ceiling. "I don't want to be here." I thought. "Why did that bitch come to me in the first place? I can't wait to get back to my apartment."

My thoughts came to an end, when I heard the door click and soft creaking sounds of someone walking in.

"Jasper, you awake?" Alice's soft voice broke through the dark. I clenched my jaw. "Jasper?"

"What?" I hissed, still staring at the ceiling."Life must really hate me. She was the last person I wanted see."

The creaks were getting closer until I felt the bed shift a little.

"What do you want?" I spat at her, without the intention of looking at her. "Can't you see I'm trying to sleep here?"

"You're not sleeping, silly." she whispered. I felt something slide up my leg. "The hell?"

"I just thought I'd pay you a little visit." she continued. At that moment, whatever was on my leg now slid up to my thigh. "Is she touching me?"

"Midget, please leave."

"Wow," she giggled, "even in my parent's house, you still have the nerve to insult me."

"That's because you deserve it for bringing me into this sh—WHAT THE HELL?" I shouted, sitting up quickly when something brushed past my groin.

"Shh!" warned Alice, pressing a finger to her plump lips. "My parents are asleep!"

I shoved her "touchy" hand away from my abdomen, and swung a leg off the edge of the bed.

"I'll make sure they're awake to get you out of my sight!" I blustered, lifting myself up to go. She stopped me by grabbing my arm.

"No!" she begged. "I'll go away, I promise."

I shook the small white hand away from me and glared to where she sat. I couldn't see her clearly due to how dark it was, but I should make out the pale outline of her delicate elf-like face.

"Do me a favor?" I told her, balling my hands into fists.

"Mhm?" she emitted.

"Can't you just lean in a little so I could punch the shit out of you?"

"You can't hit a girl." she scorned. "That's pathetic."

"It's the only way to get rid of you."

She let out a sigh of annoyance as I felt her getting off the bed. I began to feel relieved at the thought of her finally leaving me in peace, but instead I felt uneasy and curious when I heard her lithe footsteps nearing an area not so far from the bed.

"Bitch, what the hell are -?" a dim light engulfed the darkness of the room, completely cutting me off. I turned my head to where I heard her footsteps, and then…my heart suddenly dropped to my stomach.

There she was… just standing there near me, resting against the wall while her right hand was glued on a turning switch. Her fingers twirled around the center of the switch as her wide dazzling brown orbs hypnotized me beneath those long fluttery dark lashes. Her succulent red bottom lip was pulled between dainty pearly whites making me want to replace them with mine. The magenta robes she wore went so well with the natural blush of her soft cheeks. Her creamy pale shoulders were bare because of how silky her robes were; I just want to run my hands all over them and cherish the tender mouthwatering flesh. Her left hand was clutching at her chest to hold up the drooping pink material from revealing the precious soft mounds that I desperately longed to touch. The robes she had on were up to the middle of her firm thighs, which beckoned me to part them and claim what is rightfully mine.

What really captivated me most was her hair. It looks so amazing. Correction; It is incredibly sexy and alluring. Before, it flowed all the way down her back, swaying dramatically whenever she moved. But now…it was cropped short and stuck out in different directions, accentuating her lovely pointed bone structures and making her eyes larger but even more enticing. Her new hair gave her sense of something magical. "Very magical." She reminded of a fairy pixie. "So fucking beautiful."

I stayed sitting on that bed, watching her tantalizing lips whisper my name. I finally came to my senses when something sprang upward in my trousers.

"Uh…I'm sorry?" I stammered, trying to stop myself from salivating. Alice smirked at me and her eyes darted from my face down to my enormous stiff "tent." Her rosy cheeks became even rosier.

"I asked if you prefer my hair this way or long?" she asked, biting her lip again while she bashfully glanced at her feet.

"Umm…" I'm too embarrassed to say anything. This bitch is causing me to suffer from her outrageous beauty.

"You know…" she said, still looking down, blushing harder than ever, "you're the first person to see me like this. I had to cover my head when everyone else was here. I wanted you to be the first since you took me in when I desperately needed help."

I stayed quiet. I don't know how much longer I could hold myself from grabbing her and fucking the crap out of her.

"Jasper, are you listening to me?"

I nodded, biting on my tongue to the point of it being split into two. Alice smiled sweetly and walked slowly to me. My breath almost hitched when I felt her small hand touch my chest. Carefully, Alice placed one of her knees up on top of the bed, where it settled next to my hip. She leaned her body in until her supple breasts where pressed on my arm, provoking my cock to throb painfully. Her soft breath was hitting my neck as her face leaned more into it. I wanted to let out a guttural moan when her palatable lips touched the skin underneath my jaw. Tediously, they grazed up my jaw, up to my cheeks, and then they hovered close to my ear.

"Goodnight, Jasper." she whispered, lightly blowing in my ear. The tiny hairs behind my neck stood up and so did my cock. Well… it's more alive than ever.

"Goodnight." I finally answered. I could've sworn my voice cracked. I heard her giggle as she withdrew herself from the bed and turned off the light. When her audible footsteps made it out of the room, I sighed to myself as I glared at my treacherous throbbing manhood. "That evil bitch."

It was going to be complicated to fall asleep.