A/N: Okay, so here goes. Another chapter, woot. Please review, its all I ask in return from you guys reading my stories. This chapter was kinda inspired by the song I'm Made of Wax, Larry, What Are You Made Of by A Day To Remember.__________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

Chapter Three: I'm Made of Wax, Larry, What Are You Made Of? -Alice POV

Don't blink,

They won't even miss you at all

And don't think,

That I'll always be goneYou know I've got you

Like a puppet in the palm of my hand,

Don't you let me down.

I guess I liked Jasper, in a boyfriend girlfriend way. But I was still kind of hesitant about us actually dating. A tiny part of my mind was whispering to me, what if he's like Josh? What if he hurts you? But I kept repeating to myself that he was different, he couldn't possibly hurt me. Even though I had only known him for a day, I felt that I knew Jasper, that I could trust him. But could I trust him with my biggest secret? The one that had made me the way I was, possibly the way I was going to be forever?

Emmett continued to knock on my door, giving me a headache. After telling him to go to hell about a hundred times, he gave up with the knocking and went to his room. He had made me really upset, I didn't understand how anyone could judge someone as sweet as Jasper. Especially seeming as he was already hurt by something, something I wanted to know about. Usually, when I got upset, I would cut myself. But I was trying really hard to control that urge, Jasper said he didn't think I should mess up my pretty skin…he called me PRETTY! But however exciting that was, I was still upset. I gave in…

Cutting myself was refreshing, I felt loads better. It was like somehow when I bled, the pain was poured out. I couldn't really explain it, the only thing I knew was that it worked. Eventually, my mom told me to come downstairs and eat. Wiping away any tears from my cheeks, I walked downstairs. I had learned a long time ago to invest in waterproof makeup so my mom couldn't tell if I was upset.

Everyone was at the table already, we were eating spaghetti. Sitting down I began to put a little food on my plate, I never ate too much. Looking up, I saw Emmett about to say something, presumably apologize. Before he could, however, I cut him off, "Emmett, save your breath for something else that might benefit you. Apologizing is NOT going to work." I saw him roll his eyes, my mom looked up. "And what would you want to apologize for, Emmett," my mom stated very tartly. He didn't answer, he looked down at his lap, I could tell he was nervous. "Well, for starters, he tripped me in the middle of the cafeteria in front of the entire cafeteria, proceeded to yell at me in the car while we were driving home, and most importantly-insulted me and my new friend!" I answered back angrily. If Emmett wasn't going to answer, I sure was. Emmett dropped his fork and stared at me angrily, he hated it when I snitched on him.

"Emmett McCarty! Why do you do these things to your sister? I've told you time and time again NOT to do this but still you do it! This is not good for her psychological health!" my mom yelled at him. He rolled his eyes and replied, "I know, I know. She's a fragile little doll and I can't tease her or have fun or ANYTHING around this house. We have to be CAREFUL with her, so she doesn't get hurt again. Well, I'm not the only one who needs to be treated with a little respect around here. I'm tired of everything being centered around Alice. Alice this Alice that! What about Emmett? No one cares about me, only Alice. I wish she would have never got raped, I liked it the way things were before that!" He wasn't the only one who wished that… My mom was thinking of something to say back when he got up and stomped off to his room. Looking down at the plate in front of me I decided I wasn't really hungry. Getting up my mom called after me, "Alice, where are you going?" "I'm not hungry," I replied.

I could hear Emmett throwing something at his wall, he did that when he was mad. I didn't feel like comforting him, he had really upset me. Getting into my room, I sat on my bed and stared up at the ceiling. How could my life get any more screwed up? The only thing good in it now was Jasper. As if he could sense I was distressed my phone began to vibrate, telling me someone was calling.

Picking it up from my dresser I looked at the ID and sure enough, it was Jasper. I smiled a little, he had kept his promise. "Alice!" he said when I finally answered, he was clearly happy, "What are you doing?". "Uh, nothing really," I said, sitting down on my bed. "Oh, you don't mind us talking on the phone, do you? I just figured you were one of those people who didn't really like to text and preferred actual verbal conversation," he said matter-of-factly. I giggled a little and replied, "Well, it seems you have me figured out. But there's more to Alice McCarty than that." The conversation turned serious. "Why you cut yourself…" he trailed off. "I'll tell you why I do that if you tell me your reason," I stated, "You start off." He sighed, I could imagine his hand running through his messy curls, the way his blue eyes would squint a little. "Well, I think you already know that I'm from Australia from my accent. I was born in the states but when I was about one, Rose and I moved to Australia to live with my dad. He thought it would be better not to live with so many rich, stuck up people. He started to beat Rose, but I told him to hit me instead. I took up for my little sister like a good big brother would I guess. He kept us at home a lot, so much that Rose and I failed two grades. One day I came home to discover Rose had been raped, and I couldn't stand it anymore. I was about 15 and I beat my dad up. The police found out and my mom moved us back to the states to live with her. I guess that terrorizing experience hurt me so much that I decided to cut myself," he explained. I gasped when I heard that Rose had been mistreated like me; I could understand why Jasper was emo… I felt like crying when I heard his story, at least my dad and I had a good relationship.

"I haven't forgot about your side of the deal, spill," he said. Sighing I tried to look for a place to begin, why I was trusting him this much was beyond me-I just felt he understood me. "When I was thirteen, I went out with Emmett's best friend, Josh. And Josh was sixteen and wanted things from me I didn't want to give him. So one day, he raped me. A few days later my dad drowned himself. We were really close and it just hurt so bad that I had to cut myself, or else I felt I would explode," I wept. Tears were leaking out of my eyes. I had never told anyone my story outside of my family besides my therapist. "Alice, it's ok. Josh isn't here now, I presume he's in jail, he can't hurt you anymore," Jasper cooed, trying to get me to calm down. However true that may have been, I was still upset. "Jasper, I don't mean to be so straight forward in saying this but will you please come to my house. I just…really feel like seeing you face to face," I whimpered into the phone, hoping I didn't sound too desperate. "I'll be right there, but umm, I don't know where you live," he stated back. Giving him directions (very vague considering how I had just moved here) we said our goodbyes.

Going downstairs I heard sniffling coming from the kitchen. Walking into the kitchen, I saw my mom trying to wipe her eyes of any evidence she had been crying. "My friend is coming over, Mom, is that Ok?" I asked, I didn't want to ask her why she was crying. She nodded her head, then waved me out of the kitchen. She was probably upset by what Emmett had said, but I didn't feel like pestering her. The only thing I felt like was seeing Jasper. Going outside I sat on the steps of my porch, the breeze stirred and I could faintly smell the ocean. A few minutes later I heard the faint sound of a motorcycle. It began to get close and I wondered if it could be Jasper. As if to prove my assumption right, the sleek sliver crotch rocket pulled into my driveway. The figure parked and took off his helmet, of course it was Jasper. He walked up to me, "What's wrong Alice?" Instead of replying I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him, his arms encircled me in return. I felt safe and secure, like he could protect me from every bad thing in the world. "I just really felt like seeing you," I said sheepishly, stepping out of our embrace. He smiled down at me, I took his hand in mine, pulling him into my house. "I know you're rich and everything so don't be shocked by my tiny house," I said shyly, I didn't want him to think that I was poor. "I'm not that shallow. Rose might be but definitely not me," he replied. I pulled him up the stairs behind me and into my room.

I felt comfortable being with him in my room alone, but my heart fluttered in my chest; he was so gorgeous. I knew he would never hurt me like Josh did. "There's something I've wanted to do all day," he whispered in my ear, towering above me. He was about 6 foot 2, compared to my 4 foot 9 he was really tall. Bending down the foot and a half needed, his lips met mine in a smoldering kiss. When we pulled back I looked into his clear blue eyes, so apparently full of love for me I was baffled. "I really, really like you," he said, pulling me into another kiss. And I really, really liked him back.

Emmett must have wanted to come to apologize to me, what a bad time to apologize… Jasper and I were preoccupied so when Emmett entered my room I didn't hear. "WHAT THE HELL ALICE!" Emmett screamed, startling me and making Jasper and I break our kiss. I couldn't speak, I didn't know what to say. "I told you to stay away from him!" Emmett screamed again, taking a step towards me. Jasper apparently didn't like that and stepped in front of me. "I don't have to listen to you," I squeaked back. Emmett was scaring me but I knew that Jasper would protect me. "Alice, he's not good for you! You liking another emo person is just not good for you!" he yelled. "You mean it's just not good for you, not me. Its perfect for me! I wish you would see that," I said back, with a little more confidence this time.

Hearing footsteps creak up the hall, my mom entered the room. "What is going on here?" she questioned, giving me a mom look. "I come to apologize to Alice and find her in her room making out with emo boy here," Emmett said back. Rolling my eyes I glared at him. She sighed, rubbing her hand through her hair. "Everyone downstairs now! We are going to talk about this rationally," she said. We all solemly followed, Jasper holding my hand. Emmett glared at this but he could go to hell. Jasper looked at me reassuringly, like everything would be alright. I sure hoped so. One day at my new school and already my life had more chaos in it than it had in years.

A/N: So, review! Tell me what you think? Need to change anything?