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heya guys, im back, sorry for the prolonged absence. but im back now with the next chapter for you. its been a bit difficult for me to write for the past few weeks, so i hope this is ok. enjoy...

Chapter Two – So Close to You

APOV

Tap tap tap Someone rapped on the window. Tap tap tap There it was again. I lazily opened my eyes. It was spitting lightly outside, so much for the hot sun earlier, and Edward was pressed up against the glass, rapping impatiently for me to wake up. I scrambled up and pulled open the door.

"Yeah?" I asked Edward as I re-locked the truck, and Edward and I started back up to the house.

"Mum and Dad thought that it was high time you came inside, Emmett said you must be out here, and you've been out here all day!" Edward said.

"Emmett?" I asked, confused.

"You, you know, big, brown hair and blundering? He's dating your older sister, Rosalie?" He joked. Edward never joked. Bella was good for him.

"I know who he is, dork, I meant, how would he know I was out here?" I asked Edward.

"A magician never reveals his secrets." I hadn't even noticed Emmett sitting on the porch with Rosalie as we walked past him. I rolled my eyes at him as I walked into the house and thumped up to my room. I flopped down on to my bed and rolled over so that I was lying on my stomach. There was something hard poking me. I sat up and pulled out my phone, I flipped it open to check my messages in the vain hope that Jasper had text me back, and to my surprise, he had.

Heya babe. Im missing u more than I can say.

Only a few more days and ill be at ur doorstep in a hurry.

Hope u still love me, I still love u

Jasper

I smiled. Of course I still loved him. How could I not? After everything that happened last Spring Break? I couldn't wait to be safe in his arms again. That probably sounded really clichéd. But to only have him for a few weeks, and then have him taken away again, then add the fact that I was hopelessly in love with him, equaled a bleak Alice pinning for Jasper. It was so close. His eighteenth birthday was so close, I could taste it. However, whilst I was counting down the days till I saw him again, Jasper probably was counting down the hours, minutes and seconds until he could leave home for good. Home… that wasn't the word for it, not since his mother had died. Maryse was the homemaker and their home had died with her. Jasper's home was here now. With me. And he probably couldn't wait to get here. Five more Jasper-less days until he will be on his way. Factor in a few days for travelling. And we get about a week, maybe a day or two more and then I'd get to see Jasper again!

My father had enrolled him in Forks High, just until we graduated at the end of the year. My mother had helped me fix up the spare room for when he got here. It wasn't very Jasper-y, but it would do. Edward was somewhat excited at having him come live with us, Rosalie was… impassive… as she always was. Emmett was actually excited. He was looking forward to have someone to play ball with, other than Edward. I just couldn't wait to have my Jasper back.

JPOV

I lay where I had fallen. I was still at the bottom of the steps. Slightly bruised, and a bit bloody, but otherwise no worse for the wear. I got up and began to make a start on the steps, before remembering the heavy desk I had pushed against my door. I would have to get back into my room the same way I got out.

With every muscle, bruise, nerve and whatever else made up my body screaming in protest, I dragged myself outside. I looked at the vertical drainpipe and debated giving up and just sleeping outside tonight.

"Come on!" I growled at myself, "Don't be such a sissy, besides, if your father finds you outside on the ground what's he likely to do? Come on, you have to get back to Alice." Satisfied with my reasoning and pep talk, my body obeyed my demands and shimmied up the drainpipe. Using one hand I pried my window frame open again. I quite literally fell through it, slamming into the floor. Hard. Ouch.

"Ouch…" I muttered, getting up. "Bruise, bruise, cut there, another bruise, that looks nasty… holy fuck!" I looked at the bruises on my arms, and then stripped off my shirt. On my abdomen was a huge purplish bruise that probably came from being kicked, repeatedly. No wonder it hurt to move. Thank god it was only about five days till my birthday.

I stashed my stuff into my false draw and slowly lowered myself onto my bed. Wincing as I went. How on earth was I going to survive this? A whole five more days of it to be exact. Of course, I wouldn't get to see Alice until a few days after my birthday. I wouldn't be able to just appear out of thin air like a genie. Maybe a few days after my birthday at the most. All I had to do was survive until then.

Easier said then done. I groaned as I stretched my arms and my body screamed bloody murder.

On the positive side, I had been out all night. The time on my clock said 8.00 am. That meant that there was only four more days until my birthday. I crossed off another day on my makeshift calendar and wondered what to do now. There was no way I was going back outside; I wouldn't make it down the drainpipe. And I was not going down the stairs. Who knew where my father was now? So my only option was to spend a whole day cooped up in my room. I rummaged around in my desk draws for my phone so I could call Alice.

Then I remembered: I left it in the letterbox for safekeeping.

Dam it. It was going to be a long day.

ok, so what do you think? i hope u all liked it. if theres any mistakes or something u didn't like, please tell me, i cant guarantee that ill change it, but ill look into it. pretty please review me, it'll make my day...

Moony out.

p.s - you may hav noticed, this is an edited version. there were a few spelling mistakes and word changes i had to edit in, sorry.