Chapter 9
Alice sat down beside Jasper at the start of her fifth period, finding a folded piece of paper on her desk.
She opened the the note, noticing from the corner of her eye when he peeked at her.
Of course, even without the tell, she'd know his scratchy handwriting anywhere.
Parents are gone tonight, if you need a place to stay...
She hadn't talked with Bella and Rosalie about the coming evening, but it was Jasper, her golden Jasper. And while it was true that they were only friends and nothing more, he was the only one who knew her home situation. Or at least the only one who knew she liked to avoid her home.
Rosalie and Bella just believed she liked to sleep over. Neither of them realized that on nights when she wasn't sleeping with them she usually slept under the stars.
Frankly, she doubted either of them would understand why she avoided her home. Rosalie had a set of loving parents and her twin. Bella had her three older brothers and her dad – and while completely dysfunctional, the love was clear.
Alice didn't have that, and though there was no abuse – at least not physically – there was also no love. Truth be told, she didn't feel comfortable being around Cynthia for any length of time.
I'll be there.
She wrote back her short response before sliding the paper over to him.