Chapter 15… Extortion
Jasper POV
-You know what will happen if you get away from me- Mike threatened the girl.
-But I can't do it anymore- was Alice's response.
-You know the treat. If you stay with me, nobody'll know about—
-Okay, okay… I'll follow the plan…
-I love it when you obey me, my love. Gotta go, remember… stay with me- Mike repeated for the last time and put the phone down.
I was petrified. I had been so foolish. I had judged Alice and, finally, it was not her fault. I felt like a crap.
When I reacted, I put the phone down. It rang again after a few seconds.
It was my sister. When she told me what had happened, I got shocked again. It was definitely not my best day.
I hung up the phone and, on a hurry, I took a paper and a pen. I wrote a little note, folded it, and put it in my pocket. I took my wallet, documents and Ipod and run out of the bedroom. I knocked at Alice's bedroom, but there was no response, so I slipped the note under the door.
I looked for Mrs. Brandon and told her what had happened. She hugged me and accompanied me to the airport.
In less than half an hour, we arrived there. Fortunately, there were enough tickets. Mary hugged me again and I run upstairs. The plane was about to take off.
Alice POV
After the conversation with Mike, I decided to clear my mind, so I went out.
I walked to a nearer park and sat down on a little bench. I sighed. I was exhausted about everything, but I had to keep pretending something else. I did hate Mike!
I spent an hour in the park. I cried, thought, my head spinned around…
When I came back home, my mother was alone. I noticed she was worried and unhappy.
-What's wrong, mum?- I asked alarmed.
-I'm worried about Jasper…
-What happened to him?
-Not him…
When my mother told me about it, I could not believe it. I felt really sorry for Jasper. I went to my room and found a note on the floor. When I picked it up, I noticed it was his writing:
Alice,
I'm so sorry. I was so stupid. I heard part of your conversation with Mike. I know he's extortioning you. I know it's impolite, but I needed to use the phone and I heard the conversation. I'm really sorry.
I think you must already know that my father is died. Rosalie was desperate, trying to be in contact with me. I just found out. I looked for you, but I didn't find you, that's why i'm writting this little note.
I don't know how many days I'll be in England, but I hope I can clear my mind and think about a lot of things.
What I can tell you is that my feelings for you haven't changed at all… and today, more than ever, I need you by my side.
Truly yours,
Jasper
I was shocked. Jasper had heard everything. He could not found it out, everything was much simpler. I had to tell him the truth… I must, had to and wanted to tell him everything.
"Where are you? What are you doing?
Remembering, maybe, the little but beautiful we shared…
I remember, too, and I try to get you off my mind, but my heart says no. It tells me to get carried away by feelings. My mind says that these feelings are not helpful, that I must do what others impose me.
What can I do? I hope I could find it out soon… Just, wait for me a bit more time"
Jasper POV
Days were really difficult in London after my father's death. Despite everything, he was that: my father. And, even though I hated him because he cheated on my mother, he had been always a good father to me. That was the most important thing of all.
My mother was destroyed; she had lived with him for twenty-five years, they had two sons and they were happy most of the time.
Rose was desolated too. She was very close to him and she had profoundly admired him, with the exception of the cheating, of course.
My father was died because of his cigarette's addiction, which caused him lung cancer. Doctors discovered it a month ago, but it was fully developed and it expanded to other vital organs.
On the other hand, I realized I missed so much everything about London, specially my mom, who had cut her hair, which made her look older but more beautiful. I reunited with old friends who accompanied me to the funeral. However, I remained close to my sister all the time.
Moreover, I got text messages from Emmett, Edward, Bella and Angela, giving me support in that difficult moment. But I did not get news from Alice. I had talked on the phone with Mr. and Mrs. Brandon, but not with Alice. I needed her so much. She gave me strength.
I sighed for the third time. The funeral, my days in London, everything had passed. I was coming back to L.A. in the plane. I had told Mrs. Brandon my plane would arrive at eight in the morning.
I could not even sleep that night. The reason? Two little twins that did not stop talking, playing and hitting my seat. "Thanks God, for giving me enough patience to not turn around and shout all swearing that come to my mind"
I turn my Ipod on and start listening to music to get relaxed.
"You know I didn't mean
What I just said
But my God woke up
On the wrong side of his bed
And it just don't matter now"
I remembered Alice.
One hit.
"Cos little by little
We gave you everything
You ever dreamed of
Little by little
The wheels of your life
Have slowly fallen off"
Another hit.
"Little by little
You have to give it all in all your life
And all the time I just ask myself why
You're really here"
Shouts.
-What annoying boys- I murmured. And, suddenly, the annoying twins stop making noise, talking, hitting. I turned my Ipod off and slept for a few hours.
I woke up when the hostess announced we had arrived. When I could finally step from the plane, I looked for Mrs. Brandon.
I looked everywhere, but the airport was really crowded. After fifteen minutes, I decided to send her a text message saying I was there. When I was about to write her, someone touched me in the back.
I turned around and found Alice with an extremely big smile.
-A-alice… what are you doing here?
-I missed you so much, Jasper- she answered, standing on her toes and hugging me with his tiny arms.