Alright. Chappie 14 was short so I decided to upload another…. Pllleeeeease…..PLEASE review XD
Bella
Seventh hour….finally. I sat in Intro to Film watching Lion King… extremely impatiently. Jasper and I watched the Lion King maybe four times while in the hospital…and I needed to see him. We had this huge fight about whether or not Rafiki had a blue or pink bum…let's just say he lost that fight. I kept flashing my eyes from the movie to the clock desperately urging the clock to read 2:45.
However, in case no one tells you, if you're trying to make time go faster…it won't. It slows down. Causing twitching, and foot bouncing to move faster until someone taps on your shoulder and tells you to chill. In this case it was Jacob, my best friend. "Bella, calm down. One comfort you can always live in…is no matter how bad you're situation is….time is forced to move. No matter what you really won't be in this class forever." Has everyone in the world developed the ability to read minds or am I that readable?
For the hundredth time I glanced at the clock. 2:40. Five minutes. I can do this.
Four minutes, and thirty three seconds later, according to the clock, my phone started vibrating. I didn't have to look to know who it was.
Jasper.
I could just picture him now, pacing in the living room glaring at the clock as he passed it. He handles patience about as well as I do… and obviously that isn't very well.
Fifteen seconds later my phone starts vibrating and I "accidentally" answered it so he could hear the movie.
I glanced at the clock 2:46. My heart froze in panic. The bells a minute late! What if it's not? What if it's really like an hour early or something?
2:47
2:48
FINALLY at 2:49:17 the damned bell rang and I literally ran to my locker, giving Christine a hug, and continuing on to my car. I was on the road by the time my phone read 2:48. My teachers clock was almost four minutes fast. Quickly I called Jasper to let him know that I was on my way and I laughed out loud at his muttered "Finally"
Due to the fight between him and his stepfather so long ago, he was still on house arrest and could only wait for me in the garage. But I ran to meet him anyway. It always seemed like we were never going to see each other so we acted as if each meeting was our last. Either way…I needed him.
I spent the remainder of the day wrapped in his arms…kissing, holding, breathing…not thinking of my late father until the second my eyes closed.
I woke up at six the next morning in sheer panic. The dream was different this time…
Instead of waiting for him in my room, I waited in the driveway…smoking. When he had pulled up, I had hidden, waiting… when he climbed into the truck. When my eyes caught the glint of the gun, I made my presence known.
"Daddy?"
In less than a split second he had raised the gun and shot. Horrified, my eyes traveled to my chest, where my blood bloomed like a dark crimson flower…It was beautiful. I staggered back and tripped, scratching my hands on the rough gravel. I pulled my hands away from my chest to look at the crimson dye that dripped from my fingertips. Lazily my eyes met my fathers horrified face and I smiled…drifting off into the wonderful weariness that my body offered…Dad raised The Devil to his temple when the blood slowed…. And I smiled at him and whispered my final words….
"I kept my promise….."
BANG….
I didn't need an interpreter to tell me what my dream meant…. I had to keep my promise. I glanced over at Jaspers sleeping face and my heart broke. I was going to have to hurt him, but when?
Jasper
When I woke my arms were empty and I panicked… She didn't…she wouldn't….but relief met my ears when I heard her soft steps in the kitchen. Sitting up, I leaned against the opposite wall and watched the most beautiful thing in the world.
In tiny little shorts and one of my shirts she had her Mp3 tucked in her pocket as she danced. She was attempting to clean the kitchen but, she stood with her back to me, dancing. Her hair had been pulled up into a messy bun and I smiled as the music in her headphones finally reached my ears.
Like a gift from the heavens, it was easy to tell
It was love from above that could save me from hell
She had fire in her soul, it was easy to see
How the devil himself, could be pulled out of me.
There were drums in the air as she started to dance,
Every soul in the room keeping time with their hands…..
I didn't hesitate, I walked up behind her and placed my hands on her hips moving with her, and chuckled when she turned a dark crimson.
Each piece to the puzzle that falls into place,
You could tell how we felt from the look on her face,
Spinning in circles with the moon in our eyes,
No room left to move in between you and I,
We forgot where we were and we lost track of time,
And we sang to the wind as we danced through the night
Finally she let go and danced with me, ignoring how much noise we made, we danced…and let every ounce of energy go…
Like a gift from the heavens, it was easy to tell
It was love from above that could save me from hell
She had fire in her soul, it was easy to see
How the devil himself, could be pulled out of me.
There were drums in the air as she started to dance,
Every soul in the room keeping time with their hands…..
We danced until a pair of tiny hands tapped on her leg, and beautifully she scooped the little man up and swept him around the room leaving me to watch what I hoped would some day be my future….our future.
So here's the end of this chapter….
And we danced on into the night…..