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CHAPTER TWO

Jasper

Bella and I decided to part for the night to get some rest. It's ironic that I fall asleep most of the day, but I'm still so tired at night.

I know how much Bella worries about me. I've told her that I am fine over and over, but she doesn't listen. It's probably Phil's fault that she feels like this. If he would have just accepted my condition for what it was, then Bella wouldn't have had to protect me.

I still hate myself for that. The one time my sister ever really needed me was when I was incapable of doing anything to help. Even though as soon as I able to, I would jump up and throw the bastard off of her. I tried to do everything in my power to keep her safe, but I know I failed.

Sometimes at night I would hear her cries, but I know she doesn't want me to know she does that. So as hard as it is, I continue on with whatever I'm doing and pray that she can pull herself together.

Every sob I hear makes me want to kill myself because I know I caused it. If I wasn't so messed up, none of this would have happened. We could still be living happily with Renee. She would be able to hang out with her friends without worrying about me being left alone. I would be able to drive a car without the nagging thought that I could fall asleep and crash it. We would be able to live our lives like any other teenager, but because of me we couldn't.

I prayed that this move would help Bella to ease up on all her worries and finally have a life worth living. That was my last before I drifted off to sleep.

When I awoke from my slumber I felt extremely disorientated. The last thing I wanted to do was get up, but I knew I had to. I rolled over and sat up and popped in my medicine cocktail for the day.

I finally began to get out of my morning haze when I heard a faint whisper of my name coming from somewhere in the house. Inching my way towards the stairs, I heard Bella's timid laugh and a very loud booming sound. Slowly walking down the stairs I saw Bella, and the person that went with the 'booming sound'.

Fully showing myself inside the living room, I saw a guy around my age. He had curly dark brown hair and blue eyes, with a huge build to follow. Although, he seemed as though he wouldn't hurt a fly, I still was cautious about him.

"Oh Emmett, this is Jasper, my brother, he is a senior as well. And Jasper this is our neighbor Emmett." Bella introduced. I smiled towards her and once again looked over at Emmett.

"Would you guys like some breakfast? I'm just a little more then starved." Bella joked.

Emmett nodded enthusiastically while I just plainly nodded. As Bella walked away into the kitchen Emmett and I took a seat on the couch.

He had started talking about the football team and how he was on the offensive line…and I can feel myself nodding every once and awhile. I tried to fight the wave of exhaustion but knew it was a useless attempt.

I didn't know I was gone until I opened my eyes and felt like I wasn't able to move anything in my body. It was as if I was an empty void within myself. I could hear Emmett rambling on – with a confused edge to his voice –, feel the couch beneath me, and could see the floor ahead of me; but I couldn't move any part of my body.

Eventually Emmett stopped talking, and I guessed he was trying to figure out what was wrong with me. "Dude, are you okay?" He sounded puzzled, and that's understandable. How else would you sound when the person you're talking to just collapses within his seat?

After a few seconds I got the control back in my neck and lifted my head up and saw Emmett looking at me with a weird expression on his face. I knew he was attempting to figure out what was wrong with me.

I smiled as reassuringly as I could and said, "Yeah I'm fine. Just a little tired, is all."

He seemed to believe me.

I heard Bella call for breakfast so I walked into the kitchen with Emmett closely behind. He had a worried look on his face.

It quickly vanished once we entered the kitchen. The smell of eggs and bacon began to fill the air.

Emmett slammed himself into a chair with a plate in front of him. He wore a huge smile on his face waiting for his breakfast. I decided not to let Bella know what happened in the living room. She was so happy; I didn't want to ruin the mood.

We were in conversation for a while when I noticed a note on the fridge in Charlie's hand writing.

I got up and walked towards the fridge to read it.

Morning guys. Sorry I had to work this morning, but I wanted to give you guys a house warming gift. I put some money into Jasper's account so you guys can at least get a decent car. Just go down to the shop. Emmett, your neighbor, shouldn't mind bringing you down.

"Okay Bella, Charlie's given us some money to get a car. Got anything in mind?" I asked plainly.

"Did he really!? Wow, um…I don't really know what exactly I want. We could just go look around." Bella finally decided.

"Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! I wanna drive!" Emmett said like a five year old wanting to go to Disney World.

I rolled my eyes and said sure. When we finished eating I walked upstairs, took a quick shower and got dressed.

I had to make sure that I got this done before noon so I could take my nap for the day. I didn't get to do that yesterday, which caused my mood when I woke up this morning.

We all climbed into Emmett's monster truck, it might as well have been with the size that it was, and drove down to the closest dealership. We all made pleasant conversation and Emmett seemed to be a really cool guy. He told us about his girlfriend who apparently has a big thing for cars, and that it really didn't matter if our car was crappy because she definitely wouldn't mind fixing it up. He told us what she looked like, and I couldn't picture a girl that looked like she did working on cars. He talked more about these two other people that were apparently his best friends. I was pretty excited about meeting all these people at school tomorrow.

After going through three different car dealerships, Bella and I finally found a car that we both agreed at a decent price.

It was a used '96 Honda Accord. It wasn't much, but it was better than what we have at the time, and we weren't even going to have to take up Emmett on his offer. Thankfully, we got this done at about 11:30 so I wouldn't end up falling asleep in front of Emmett. It's not that I'm ashamed of what I have, but if you don't have to know, then I rather you didn't.

Following Emmett, Bella drove the car back to the house and we all went our separate ways for the day after Bella thanked Emmett for his help.

I let Bella know I'd be in my room as I climbed the stairs. Once I got there, I took off my shirt and fell onto my bed.

After lying on my bed for a few minutes I realized I couldn't move at all. I internally sighed. It was yet another symptom reappearing in my life. I tried to move my arms but I knew it was a vain attempt. My sleep paralysis would just have to ride itself out.

Later on, I think I might have fallen asleep, but I still couldn't move my body. I just continued to lie there. A couple minutes passed and I thought I saw a bug crawl across my hand. The longer I laid there, the more beetles I felt on my skin.

I wanted to jump up and get them off of me but I couldn't. I was stuck and helpless. I couldn't even call for Bella's help. I felt so pathetic.

The beetles continued to make their journey around my body, and then they started to bite me. It hurt like hell, but I couldn't do anything about it. I tried to force the air out of my lungs to call for help but I just couldn't. Eventually I got the control back in my body and I tried to jump up onto my legs, but fell over in the process.

I was screaming as I tried to get the bugs off of me. Bella came scrambling into my room to see what my problem was. She stood at the door looking confused for a second before realizing what was wrong, no doubt remembering times I had woken up like this in the past.

She got down on the ground next to me and told me, "Jasper, please calm down. Nothings wrong I promise. It's just your mind playing tricks on you. There's nothing there."

This continued on for a few minutes until the feeling finally left. Another part of this condition that I grew to hate. The damn hallucinations that made every thing seem so real. I should have known by now that it wasn't, but it really felt like there were bugs all over me. I could see them and feel them and I hated it.

When she noticed that I calmed down, she pulled me into a hug before standing up and leaving the room.

I always felt so dependent on her and I hated it. I didn't like the feeling of having to rely on anyone, especially my baby sister.

Bella

It had been about twenty minutes since Jasper's hallucination.

I was sitting in the living room reading Wuthering Heights when all of a sudden I hear screaming. Immediately, I threw the book out of my lap and scrambled up to Jasper's room, but not before hitting my leg on the table.

When I finally got into his room, I saw him lying on the floor hitting himself with a frantic look in his eyes. It took me a second to realize what was wrong. He didn't usually have hallucinations, but when he did, they were horrible.

I knelt down in front of him to try to reassure him, "Jasper, please calm down. Nothings wrong I promise. It's just your mind playing tricks on you. There's nothing there."

I gently pushed the hair that was plastered to his face out of his eyes. I knew that there was nothing I could do, so I continued to comfort him as best as I could until it went away.

Once it finally ended, I made sure he had calmed down and I gave him a quick hug and left. It had always made me sad to see him like that, but what was there really to do?

I reentered the living room and started to finish up my reading for the day. I glanced over at the clock, and it read 7:00 p.m. Jasper still hadn't come out his room, and I figured he wasn't going to at this point. I made Charlie a quick dinner for when he got home and took a shower.

Today was a very stressful day. I walked into my room with one thing in mind, the one thing that for a few minutes makes the pain go away. And that's all I really even need. Just a few minutes of relief, relief of all the stress I receive in a day.

Picking up the razor blade, I took a deep breath. Slowly sliding it across my arm; I closed my eyes feeling the pain go away as the blood slowly slid down my arm.

As I put the blade away I quickly and quietly walked to the bathroom. I walked up to the sink and washed my arm off.

Sighing I went back into my room, and went to sleep.

I awoke the next morning to the smell of eggs…with a mix of something I couldn't quite place. I slowly made my way down the steps and into the kitchen to see a very messy Jasper attempting to cook breakfast.

The other smell that I couldn't place earlier was burnt eggs and bacon in the garbage.

"Hey Jasper, you need some help?" I asked wanting to have an edible breakfast this morning.

"No…Why would you think that?" He asked with his back to me.

"I don't know, maybe just the fact that you wasted most of our eggs and bacon trying to cook."

He then turned around with a look of shock, and poorly hidden amusement, written all over his face. "Whenever you cook something that goes bad, you don't see me asking if you need help."

"Because if you tried, you wouldn't even be able to anything helpful." I defended, walking over to him to see exactly what he had.

"Done." He explained grabbing two plates. He motioned for me to sit, and I complied taking my chair. He filled my plate and his with eggs and bacon, and sat down across from me.

I picked up my fork and began to slowly eat what he had attempted to make. It wasn't too bad.

"You about ready to leave?" I asked trying to make small talk. He just nodded his head.

We grabbed our bags and I drove us to school. Ready to face anything that it threw in our faces.

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