Jasper stomps on another unknown but that darted out from under the hotel dresser. He kicks it's crippled body away and continues to pace.
Maria was suppose to show up hours ago. She hasn't text, she hasn't called. It's three forty-two. Rosalie and Edward are definitely home from school by now and have realized that he lied. There's no way they will be able to find him, though. He made sure not to leave any clues as to where he was going. They wouldn't understand his relationship with Maria. They won't get it.
His thoughts are torn from his family as his phone vibrates on the big, king-sized bed. He flops down on his stomach as he reads the message.
I'm here, J.
Jasper smiles and jumps to his feet. His excitement gets the best of him and he trips over his own feet and stumbles into the door. It hardly slows him down, though, and he squints one eye so he can peer through the peephole. The hall is empty, and he nervously tabs his feet on the worn carpet and his fingers against the door. Thirty seconds tick by, but to Jasper it seems like thirty minutes. He pulls from the door and yanks his shirt off before returning to his lookout position. He hears the wheels of a suitcase coming down the hall, and soon Maria is visible.
Before she can raise her hand to knock, Jasper flings the door open and plants passionate kiss on her lips. He intertwines his fingers into her tangle of black hair. She barely molds her lips to his before pulling away from him and pushing into the hotel room. She abandons her bag in the hall, but Jasper is quick to grab it for her.
"Maria, I was starting to think you weren't coming. You had me scared to death!"
"You're so dramatic, J." She says with a roll of her eyes. He ignores it, though.
"I've missed you so much." Jasper tells her with a happy sigh as he eyes her up and down. She smiles, grabs him by the front of his jeans and pulls him against her. She gives him a flirty smile and a wink.
"Real life is so much better than pictures."
"Dr. Carlisle Cullen. I need to know exactly where my credit card was used in the last twenty-four hours." Carlisle demands to his credit card company on the other end of the phone. Esme shakes her head and turns to Emmett and Rosalie again.
"Neither of you have the slightest idea where he could have gone?"
"No." Rosalie says nervously. She does have a slight idea, though, but she can't bring herself to believe that Jasper would take off without him to go see that bitch. And the thought of him running away without even giving his sister a heads up makes her stomach churn. They've been partners in crime from day one, and it breaks her heart to think that he would pick Maria over her.
"He didn't tell me anything." Emmett sighs.
"He had to have dropped some hints about where he was going." Esme tells them, her eyes firm and her jaw set angrily. Carlisle looks at her and covers the mouthpiece of the phone.
"Check his room!" He demands.
Esme nods and heads up the stairs. Emmett looks over at Rosalie with sad eyes.
"He'll be back. I did stupid things when I was fifteen, too."
"Jasper doesn't do stupid stuff like this. Something else is up. He doesn't do anything without me."
"He might be doing the same thing Edward is. The whole rebellious little brother crap. But Edward's issue is that he can't get laid. Jasper doesn't have that problem." Emmett says with a laugh as he remembers Jasper's night with Alice. That laughter quickly dies off, though, and he furrows his brow as he pieces the puzzle together.
"What is it?" Rosalie asks.
"He said there was another girl he was dating. A girl at your old foster home." He explains. He jumps from his seat and heads towards the stairs. "I'll be right back. I gotta tell Mom!"
"You're still just as good as I remember you being, J." Maria says with a sigh as Jasper crawls back up to her from between her legs. He smirks happily.
"Of course I am. You don't lose skills like the ones I have."
"You've always been a cocky little snot." She responds with a scoff. Yawning, she turns on her side, putting her back to Jasper, and closes her eyes. Jasper frowns.
"I'm sorry. I just like that I can make you feel so good." He says. He puts his hand on her shoulders. "Are you going to sleep?"
"It's been a long day." She huffs. "How much longer do you have the room for? It's one of those by-the-hour deals, right?"
"No. I got it all night."
"And how the hell did you get the money for that? You don't even have a job."
"I may not have a job, but I do have this." Jasper leaps out of bed and grabs the faded blue jeans he yanked off upon Maria's arrival. He pulls out Carlisle's credit card and holds it up so Maria can see it.
"What the hell is that? Where did you get that?" Maria questions, sitting up in bed. Jasper smiles, thinking she'll be impressed with his wit.
"It's my foster father's. He doesn't know I have it."
"You stupid fuck!" Maria yells and jumps to her feet. Before Jasper can register what's going on, she slaps him across the face hard enough to send his skinny body to the floor. He pops back up, embarrassed by being taken down. She smacks his chest and lands a backhand across his other cheek. "What's wrong with you? They'll know where you are!"
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