I'm just posting this because I want to hurry up and get it over with. There are only two more chapters after this one, anyway, I might finish it up this week, since I know this is one of my most worst stories ever. - Alice xoxo
Chapter 5:
It was dark when I woke up. I was lying on the floor in the front room and my head was killing me. That's when I remember what happened when I got home from Jasper's house. My step-father had tried to kill me.
I tried to stand up but I was lightheaded and nearly fell back down. I held my hand against the wall as I walked towards the kitchen to find some aspirin for my head.
I took that with a glass of water and then went upstairs to my bed and slept off my headache.
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The next day was Sunday, so, like the day before, I didn't have to go to school. I sneakily went out of my house and walked to Electric Crayon to see Jasper.
He was with a customer when I got in, but this girl Maria was at the counter. Maria honestly hated me. She crossed her arms over her chest when she saw me and asked in the most acidic tone, "can I help you?"
I rolled my eyes. She knows I come in every day to see Jasper. I just sat down and looked at the magazines while I waited.
Maria kept giving me these looks. Like she felt sorry for me. Whenever I glanced up at her, she would look down sadly and shake her head a little. What the fuck?
Jasper came out not too much later. "Hey, little Darlin'," he said before kissing me. Maria made a sound that sounded like she was going to start crying. What was her problem?
"Want to go out to lunch with me at 12, sweetie?" He asked. I nodded and he kissed me again. Maria was still giving me that look. I was about to smack her.
The rest of the morning was slow. Jasper and I talked and Maria whimpered sadly at us whenever we said sweet words to each other or kissed.
We went to lunch at a little diner across the street. Maria followed us and now she's starting this new thing. She will gasp a little and whisper, "sorry," softly. And her eyes will fill up with tears.
"What is your problem?" Jasper asked her.
Then she looked at me sadly and said to him, "it's just so sad that you are doing this to Alice," before leaving.
I looked at Jasper, and as if he knew what I was going to ask, he said, "I don't know what's up with her today."
I shrugged and didn't say anything more, I just continued eating my lunch. I decided to talk to her about it later.
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Jasper was busy later in the afternoon so I went back to reading that same magazine I was reading earlier. Actually, I had probably read it 3 times in the last month or so. But I really didn't care.
Then it happened again. I looked up for three seconds, and Maria was looking at me that same way she had been since I got there that morning. I slammed the magazine shut.
"What the hell is your problem?" I demanded.
She smiled innocently. "What do you mean?" She made her voice sound like she was the cutest girl in the whole world.
I rolled my eyes at her. "You have been giving me these looks all day and I'm getting pretty fucking sick of it. Why do you keep staring at me like you feel bad for me?"
"Well because I do feel bad for you," she said, her voice all sad. I must have had a questioning look because she came over and sat next to me. "Alice, I really did want to tell you this, but since you asked…" she sighed sadly.
"Yesterday when you weren't here, Jasper was acting all relieved and stuff, like something that had been bothering him was gone. I asked him what was up and he said that he was just glad that you weren't here."
What? I didn't really understand what she was talking about. "What do you mean?" I asked.
"He says you are an annoying little stalker. And he also said that he wishes that you would leave him alone. He doesn't like you, Alice. Just face it."
I didn't know what to think. How… if Jasper asked me to his house, why would he think something like that? "You got it wrong, Maria. Jasper asked me on a date and I went to his house the night before last. He likes me," I defended. Maria shook her head.
"He told me that he thought a date was what you wanted. He only asked you so you would leave him alone," she answered. Everything made sense now. It all fit together perfectly. Why didn't I see this sooner. How could Jasper like me? I was an ugly, unwanted, pathetic person who doesn't deserve anything like him. Of course.
"I'm really sorry," Maria said as she stood up and walked back over to behind the counter. I felt my eyes fill up with tears. How could this be? Even though it made the most perfect sense, I still couldn't grasp it. Jasper. Didn't. Like. Me. I breathed in deeply and let out a long, slow, broken breath. The tears began to hit my cheeks but I didn't care. I wanted to leave, but I couldn't move.
The floorboards creaked and I looked up. Jasper was finished with a customer was asking him about payment methods. I couldn't stand to hear his voice so I tired to block it out. But it was no use for it was my favorite sound in the world.
The customer left and Jasper came closer to me. He saw the tears in my eyes. "Baby, what's the matter?"
No, no, no. I didn't want to talk to him. "Fuck off," I whispered loudly before getting up and leaving. I ran all the way to my house.
*sigh* ok, dancie, you can kill Maria if you want to