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Chapter Three – Home Again

JPOV

It was ten twenty-seven in the morning of my eighteenth birthday. I had packed a lifetime worth of cherished positions into a small bag. I took one last look around my bedroom. Not seeing anything worth remembering I turned my back on it and walked out. I headed downstairs to the kitchen. Taking a knife out of the draw I held up a letter I had hastily scribbled to my father against the wall. I swung the knife, pinning the letter to the wall with it. A bit dramatic, but what the hell.

I walked out of the kitchen; I was so close to the front door, to freedom, when the back of my shirt was roughly grabbed. I was jerked backwards and the thrown face first into the wall. I turned just in time to see my father coming at me. His hands closed around my throat, probably bruising, but more importantly, cutting off my air supply. I choked in his grasp. He brought his knee up and slammed it into my already bruised and painful abdomen. I couldn't even cry out in pain due to my restricted air flow. I was beginning to see little golden stars floating around my head. I was vaguely aware of him talking, yelling, but I couldn't concentrate, all my focus was on getting his hands off of my throat. In a desperate attempt to free myself, I mirrored his actions and brought my knee up, kicking it into his ribs. He doubled over in pain, and I dropped to the ground. Mercifully, he stayed there, but I sure as hell didn't. Gasping for breath, I stood up, grabbing my discarded bag and, stumbling out the front door, stopping to get my hat and phone from the still over stuffed letter box. I limped along the street waiting for a taxi to drive by.

I'm coming Alice.

APOV

(Six days later)

Eight o'clock. Night time in Forks. It was a week since Jasper's eighteenth birthday. I wasn't naïve, I knew that there wasn't much hope that Jasper would magically turn up at my doorstep the second he was eighteen. Actually, I don't know what I expected. But by day four and still no Jasper I must admit I had started to lose all hope. For almost a week now I had spent every waking hour sitting in the window seat above the front door where I had the perfect view of the driveway and the surrounding area. I had dutifully watched and watched… and watched. Waiting for – I don't exactly know what. Maybe a taxi, maybe a car. Maybe even Jasper on foot. I surveyed the darkening driveway and sighed. No Jasper today. Perhaps no Jasper tomorrow either. But hopefully soon. I wanted him safely with me again.

Jasper obviously wasn't going to arrive tonight. So I reluctantly left my perch in the window seat and went in search of something to distract me from my anxious waiting. I went to look for my family. Nothing could distract me like Edward and Bella, Emmett and Rosalie.

"Yo! Its pix!" Emmett exclaimed as I walked into the living room. The sound of car tires screeching and something burning filled the room, along with Edwards laugh.

"I win, now pay up Emmett." Edward demanded, extending his hand.

Emmett looked from me to the television and back again. "No fair! I was distracted!" He defended, "Rematch!" He insisted until Edward complied.

I flopped down on the couch between Rosalie and Bella to watch the boys battle with the X-Box again.

I didn't realize that I had fallen asleep until two arguing voices close to me woke me up. "You wake her!", "No, you do it!" They bickered I could understand why neither voice wanted to be the one to wake me, I hated to be woken up and I made sure the whole family knew it.

"'Her' is awake." I announced groggily, "Wha time iz it?" I asked.

"A little past ten sweetie," My mother told me, "Time to get up ok? Off the couch, you'll hurt your back sleeping like this." She tried to push me into a sitting position, "There's someone here to see you…" She whispered.

At her words I shot up so I was sitting straight up on the couch, "Who!" I asked. She looked pointedly past Emmett and Rosalie standing beside the archway and towards the front door. I bounced to my feet and almost ran to the doorway. When I skidded to a halt near the front door I saw Jasper being led in my direction by my father. When he saw me he grinned and instantly relaxed. I took a few steps forward and threw myself at him, hugging his fiercely. Breathing him in again after all this time.

"Oof!" I heard him exhale as I hugged him, it sounded like he was in pain. I looked up at him and gave him a quick questioning look. As he bent down to hug me he whispered in my ear "Later." I nodded my head slightly. A bit louder he said, "Great to see you too Ali." I just hugged him tighter. He winced, and cringed away from me, giving me an apologetic look.

"Now Jasper, Alice here has had the guest room all ready for you for about six months now, so I guess that means it's yours if you want it." My father said, smiling warmly. I grabbed his wrist to tow him up the stairs.

"Not so fast…" He grumbled as we went, huffing in annoyance, I slowed down for him. When we finally reached the guest room I opened the door and flicked on the light.

"Home, sweet home!" I announced. It was all too good to be true. Jasper was here and this time he wasn't going to be taken away from me.

Jasper smiled. "Home indeed." He muttered in a low voice. He took a few steps over to the bed and dropped his bag on it, and then he came back to me. Pulling me into his arms. Jasper leaned down and kissed me gently. I slowly and passionately kissed him back. This is what I had missed. Feeling loved and wanted by someone. And Jasper always made me feel wanted. Jasper pulled me even closer and began to deepen the kiss. I happily complied, moving my arms from his shoulders to around his neck.

Jasper pulled back from my lips, but didn't release me from his arms. That suited me just fine. He moved his lips to my jaw and left a gentle, teasing trail of kisses behind. I hugged him tighter to me and sucked in a breath.

Jasper whispered into my ear, "I have waited ten months to do that, and you are just as perfect as I remember."

once again guys, i know ive been very off schedual but thats just the way things are right now im sorry, with everything in my personal life going on, then heading into exams right now everythings a bit hectic.

but hey, who cares when Jasper and Alice are reunited right?!?! was that cute or was that cute? so whats Alice gonna think of her poor Jasper, comming home to her all covered in bruises? well, i guess u just hav to wait for her reaction till i post the next chapter, whenever that might be.

now, to my anoymous reveiwer: micaela: i can see that you are very impatient... but i hav a lot going on thats fucking up my life, and therefore my updating schedual. sorry, but try and be patient with me for a bit... please?

and as for you, VACRAZY13: how was Jasper meant to turn up on the very day?? i know!! ill make him a genie!! LOL

thanks you guys for reveiwing last chapter, and please reveiw this one and ill try for a fast update...

Moony.