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Alsper's ours. He makes us happy.
Calin(Kristin/Jasper) *hiding somewhere that even vamps cant find her, but she leaves you this message* Please don't hate me…. This chapter is REALLY IMPORTANT! Thanks to my Partner In Crime Robs for talking me out of a funk towards the end there. Thanks to C&D of The Office for helping me get Jasper's head out of Alice's crotch! (not like I would complain if it were me! hehe) And also thanks to ObessesingOverEdward for her website idea for 'inspiration' and McVampy for the educational help!
CBE/Kermit (Robs-Ali): Alright we have nothing against the bands people, places, things or anything named here. Please don't hurt us…please? Um anyway, this chapter is part two of a really big plot outline. So it's long, really long. But it's worth it. OK seriously hang on. Roller coaster starts now.
As always mad props to Kels! Seriously either my(Kristin's) writings getting better, or she's just learned not to tell me lol
Playlist suggestions: Comatose by Skillet (even the album Comatose but mainly that song); CandyMan by Christina Aguilera; Smooth Criminal by Alien Ant Farm;
Chapter: 6: When It Rains It Pours
I woke up just in time to watch Alice sneak out of my room. I don't know what was worse, the fact that she left with out saying anything, yet again, or the fact that I just laid here like a fucking pussy.
Jesus I should just change my name to "Pussysper", I mocked myself.
I don't know why I'm so surprised. Wait, yes I do. Last night is why… there was something there. I know she felt it. At least, I know I felt it. It wasn't about sex anymore. Not like it ever was. But, now, there was too much at stake.
I threw the blanket off of me checking the clock; I had to be at work in half an hour.
Fuck its cold! I thought as the temperature of the room finally hits my naked body.
In a rush I put my boxers on and walked over to the bay window in my room. I sat down on the bench, peering through the window just as silver Aston Martin pulled up.
Who the fuck is that? I thought as I watched Alice climb into the passenger seat. The green eyed monster roared inside of me. So that's what she wants… a fucking rich dickhead.
I just shook my head. Good job Jazz, what makes you think you can keep her if you couldn't even keep Maria? A voice in my head taunted me. It was right, I was shit. Someone like Alice didn't need shit in her life.
But fuck! To leave in a Vanquish like that! Any dude knows why we buy and own fucking cars like that. Just to get some mother fucking pussy, and to get as much as we can.
What ever Jazz, you know that this is all a physical thing with her. Get over yourself.
I decided that it was time to ignore all the shit that I wind up feeling about this chick, and get ready for work.
Lucky for me, I didn't have to take Rose to class. So I managed to get to work early enough to have a quick smoke before I was forced to waste precious brain cells with the monotony that was known as customer service. Who ever said the customer is always right was seriously fucked in the head.
Just as I was ready to finish my smoke, my subconscious told my hand to get my sidekick out of my pocket. Before I knew it I was staring at the face of a very happy Alice. Even if we had only those few precious hours together, I was glad that I had a memory of the way that smile lit up her face.
I shoved the phone in my pocket and went in to the hell of my existence. I shouldn't complain, it gave me spending cash, and access to some pretty cool shit. It was just some of the customers were so fucking stupid.
Mark, my boss was having me hang up some new shirts we got. Apparently Nine Inch Nails are on tour, and we needed to stock up on shirts. Fuck, I think even I want this shirt.
We were playing 'popular' music today. Skillet was on at the moment. Pretty fucking good music to rock out to, if I was actually rocking out to it. The album Comatose was on and I think I laughed harder then I have in the last five years with Mark realized that Skillet was in a Christian rock band.
"No way! Shit man, I thought they were singing about a girl!" He looked absolutely crushed when I told him.
But thanks to him, now I'm hanging up these fucking shirts thinking of Alice yet again. Just about every song I could relate it to her somehow, and it was seriously fucking with me.
Simple lines like: "Yesterday we were laughing" from the song Say Goodbye, and "I'm waiting for the right time for the day I catch your eye" from Yours to Hold made me think about last night, and how we were being playful, the feel of her in my arms as we fell asleep.
But the one the scared the shit out of me was when the song Whispers in the Dark came on. I seriously dropped the shit that was in my hand when the line I heard
I will be the one that's gonna hold you
I will be the one that you run to
My love is
A burning, consuming fire
Jesus Christ, why am I thinking about her like that? She made it fucking obvious that she wanted nothing more then sex from me. She would prefer someone that flaunts their money. That most certainly wasn't me.
Finally, Comatose came on, and I found myself stocking shelves, my head bobbing to the music as I sang along. Every now and then I would see some girl looking at me and batting her eyelashes at me, through the hair that would flop over my eyes. Nice try sweetie but I've only got eyes for one little lady.
My phone vibrated in my pants causing me to stop what I was doing. I pulled it out to see I had a new text message.
Jazz we'll be there next week cant wait to see you xxx M
Fuck! I was defiantly not in the mood to deal with that shit right now. Just as I got ready to close my phone, I got another text. This time it was two picture messages. Afraid of what I would find, I opened one and prayed to God it wasn't who I thought it was.
It wasn't. In fact it was the last person I would have expected. The number I didn't recognize, but I'd be damned if I didn't remember those fucking hips.
Alice is sending me dirty images… that little minx, I thought to myself as I stared at the picture of her zebra print panties with the pink lace trimming. Sweet mother of the baby Jesus, pink and lace defiantly worked for her! Just as I was trying to get that mental image out of my head, I looked to the other picture.
Mother fucking shit! She is going to kill me, or get me arrested for being some kind of pervert who gets a hard on when he listens to Alien Ant Farm.
The second pair of panties was white with black and pink butterflies, and black fucking lace. Jesus Christ, the black against her skin… ugh.
I thanked God for the small miracle that I was in the back of the store where no one was, allowing me to adjust my hard cock.
Ding. Ah, another message.
K, Jasper which do you like best? 1 or 2? ~Alice
Shit, why was she asking me? I mean, yeah I liked them both, but why would it matter what I thought?
Option 1 ~Jazz Man
I put the phone back in my pocket. That shit was not needed. I was trying to get the bitch out of my head. She's completely fucking with my mind, and I didn't like that shit at all.
Just as I got orders from the boss man to hang up some new promo posters; my damn phone when off. Please be Alice, I prayed internally.
K, those are cute. Let me change ~ Alice
Fuck! Why did I agree to work this morning!? At least at home, I could beat off to the image of Alice getting out of whatever she was in. Sliding those panties off slowly, completely bare assed… Not helping Jasper!
I got the last of the promos hung up for my ass hat of a boss. I was about to see if he would stop being a dick long enough to let me get a quick smoke when my phone my started to ring. I looked at my boss, pleading silently that he'd let me take my break.
"No Jazz, I need you at the counter, but it's slow. So go ahead and answer the phone." Mark said as he left. Ass hat mother fucking slave driver, I yelled in my head.
I hit talk with out looking. "Hello?"
"Hey, what are you doing?" came the soft sultry voice I knew so well. I found myself instantly smiling at how happy she sounded.
"Hey, beautiful! I'm actually at work. What are you doing?"
"My English essay and trying to figure out what to wear today."
I snorted at how innocent she sounded. "Clothes would be a suggestion." Besides, that naked body is mine… Where the fuck did that come from?
She sighed before answering. "Well I have a lot. So now I'm just standing in my closet in just looking at my clothes. I need to get dressed before I write my essay…" She trailed off. Why that little tease.
I was about to tell her how much that mental image was affecting me, but my thoughts were interrupted by a customer, causing me to groan.
"Hold that thought beautiful" I said to her placing the phone down.
"Hey, do you guys have Kid Rock? I looked in country, I couldn't find it." The pimply faced kid asked. Was he fucking kidding me? Country?!
"Yes we carry that artist, but you will find him under K in the rock section" I tried my best to smile at the ignorant fuck, but I really wanted to smash his head into the counter.
I watched as he walked away to the rock section. "Assholes… I'm surrounded by assholes, and I don't mean the ones from Spaceballs either." I muttered picking my phone back up.
"I'm back, sorry…"
"It's okay"
"So, just panties eh" I asked trying to get back to our original conversation.
"Yeeep" she drawled out, popping the p. "Wanna see?" She giggled out.
"Mother fuck me," I mumbled. "Are they the ones with the zebra print and pink lace?"
"Yea…"
I squinted my eyes, trying to will my hard on from getting stiffer. Damn it!
"If you really want to send me a picture…" I was a little confused; she already sent me a picture of them.
"Okay!" I heard the phone moving around, allowing me to help a few more customers. "Sent," she chirped back at me.
I chuckled slightly. "I'll check it later." She laughed at that. "So you got class huh? What time?" I glanced at my watch to see what time it was.
She sighed heavily into the phone, "Noon…"
"That sucks. I'm stuck in the lowest depths of hell until four." I informed her.
"I get out of class at four thirty... sorry." Hmm… I could always go by the campus… "I'd come and keep you company, I'd even buy stuff." I rolled my eyes, of course she would.
"Well," I wanted to change the subject. "My day just got brighter 'cause you called." I smacked myself in the forehead after admitting that. Jesus this girl was getting under my skin. Not. A. Good. Thing!
She giggled slightly "I like talking to you too." she said softly, making wonder if I was supposed to hear it.
"So," I laughed, suddenly feeling like a teenager again. "You plan on coming to the mall any time this week…?" I started chewing on my lip. Dude this is moving too fast! You hardly know this girl! Remember she wants the dick in the Vanquish, not you! My brain yelled at me.
"I might."
"Well I'm here all week." Christ, I sounded desperate to see her.
"Hmmm…." She started, "Well I might, just to see you, borrow the Vanquish from my brother to get there faster." Wait, what? That's her brother's car? Oh Fuck! So, apparently she didn't want the dick in the Vanquish. But if that's the kind of fucking car he's driving… I shook my head. I didn't need to travel down that road.
"Your brother… drives a Vanquish?" I repeated more as a question then a statement.
She laughed, "Yeah, it's his panty dropper car."
I laughed along with her. "Ahh… well yes, that's the male consensus." That and just about every little boy's hero James Bond owns one. Every man dreams of being as fucking pimp as James Fucking Bond.
"That it is." She got quiet. I wanted to ask her why she was calling me. Surely it wasn't just for fashion advice.
"Hey Ali…" I smirked a bit at how nice it sounded to call her something as simple as Ali. "Speaking of your brother, do you think he would let you out on an unsupervised date?" If her brother was who I thought he was, he seemed more like a warden then a brother.
"Are you asking me on a proper date, or just trying to get me in your bed again?" She purred at me. Who the hell was I to deny that I wanted to fuck her again?
Her question caught me off guard a little, making me cough. "A proper date, next Wednesday? "
"Sure!" She chirped excitedly, making me grin, again making me feel like a teenager. "So I decided on jeans and a tee… you think that's good? It has a bunny on it." She said, changing the subject. How in the hell did we go from talking about a date to clothes?
I snorted at my own thoughts, "You own pants?" I've only seen her skirts.
"Uh yeah… I own all kinds of pants." She sounded a little confused by my question. "I own pants you can't wear panties with." I could picture the smug smile on her face.
"Uhh..." My jaw dropped as I imagined her in something matching her description. Crotchless panties, maybe? Chaps? Oh sweet mother of God. I think I need to buy that girl some chaps.
The sound of Alice clearing her throat brought my attention back to our conversation.
"So uh… jeans, huh?"
"They're cute."
"I bet they are." She could wear a fucking burlap sack and that shit would be sexy.
"I'll take a picture of my outfit for you okay?"
I laughed, "I would love a picture. I need proof of the pants." I could hear her mutter something, but I wasn't sure what it was.
"What are you doing tonight?"
I groaned. "Mandatory family dinner." I had received a not so friendly voice message from Rose this morning demanding we have a family dinner. Something that I was not looking forward to at all.
"Ohh…" She sounded a bit down at that. "Will you call me later?" She asked shyly.
"Of course, I need to find out when to pick you up for our date." I smiled. How the hell did I get lucky enough to take her out somewhere?
I saw Mark come back in and he made a gesture to his none existent watch. I rolled my eyes and nodded. I knew he wanted me off the phone, but Jesus Christ the store is dead when the kids are in school.
"I need to get back to work and you need to get dressed, get some food in ya. So you can go and be smarter then me." I seriously wasn't going to be the excuse for her screwing with her education. I choose not to follow through on mine and at moments like this, standing at the register earning nine dollars an hour, I regretted it.
She laughed snorting a little at my comment. "'Kay" she responded then made a kissing noise through the phone. Jesus Christ she's fucking cute.
"Bye beautiful." I told her, wanting to add that I'd miss her.
"Bye sexy." I smiled slightly as I hit the end button. What the fuck was this girl doing to me?!
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Luckily, the rest of the day had gone by faster due to my conversation with Alice. I pulled up to the driveway of the house and saw Bella's Corvette. I knew there was no avoiding this dinner.
I entered the house, hanging my keys on the key rack next to the door. I could hear something that sounded like swing music coming from the kitchen. Judging from the smells wafting from the house, Bella was in her element.
I followed the sounds and smells to the kitchen, where I found Bella dressed in obnoxiously short shorts and a tank top with her hair pulled up into a messy bun. She was dancing around the kitchen, her hips swaying from left to right with the beat of the percussion and brass sounds. At first I didn't know the song that was until she started singing.
"I met him out for dinner on a Friday night
He really got me working up an appetite
He had tattoos up and down his arm
There's nothing more dangerous than a boy with charm."
I leaned against the counter behind her, crossing my arms over my chest and raising an eyebrow. This wasn't Bella's typical cooking music. I wondered what was up with her.
"He's a one stop shop, makes my panties drop
He's a sweet talkin' sugar coated candyman
A sweet talkin' sugar coated candyman, ooh, yeah".
I couldn't hold it in anymore, when she dropped 'it' low, as they say in the clubs, and twisted her way back up I started laughing.
"Fuck! Jazz!" she screamed at me, her cheeks bright red. Whether it was from being caught or dancing I couldn't tell.
"Sorry Bells," I put my hands in the air to surrender. "Sometimes it's hard to believe that you can't walk across a flat surface without French kissing the ground." I laughed.
She rolled her eyes, but continued to swing her hips as she stirred the sauce that was in the pot.
"So who's the little bitch that makes your panties drop? Do I have some ass kicking to do?" I was only half kidding with her.
She laughed before answering, "Seriously Jasper, I'm twenty three, I can handle myself."
"I don't care how old you get, you're always gonna be little Bells, that needs Jazzy to help her when the boys were being mean." I gave her a slight pout causing her to laugh.
"You know Jasper, that pout only works on Aunt Sammie. I swear the shit you used to get away with." She shook her head at the memories of the shit we used to pull.
"Remember that time you tried to tell Sam that I was the one who painted the damn goats red." I looked to my left to see Rosalie leaning against the door frame with a wine glass in her hand. I smiled at the memory, and nodded.
"But Pa didn't believe it. Lord, I swear I was scared to even look at the elm tree after that." I shook my head.
"But Papa loved you Jazz." Rose said softly, looking down. I nodded chewing on my lip. This was dangerous territory with Rose. When she was drinking the last thing she needed was to talk about her father.
"Need help Bells?" She nodded, while pointing to a bowl full of veggies. "Can you get the salad together? Dinner will be ready about ten."
I grabbed the bowl, cleaning of the vegetables and began chopping them. The playlist started playing The Kill, and I groaned a little, praying this talk would be avoided. Of course God was being a dick to me today.
"So do you want to tell me what the fuck you're doing, Jasper?" Rose demanded.
"Uh… Cutting veggies?" I stared at her stupidly while waving the knife at her.
"No dipshit. I mean with the whore at the bar."
"She's not a whore!" Bella and I both shouted back. I turned to look at Bella who faced the stove quickly.
"Well, what the fuck are you thinking Jasper Thomas?! You are obviously fucking her. You wouldn't have sung that stupid fucking song…. Jesus Christ Bella I know you want to blow Jared Leto, but please turn that shit off. I really don't need the reminder that my brother thought with his dick, like every other fucking douche bag we know." Rose snapped. Bella jumped startled with her tone, but quickly turned the music off.
I put the knife down and stared at the cutting board. "If you have a problem with me, Rosalie, just fucking say it. Do not take it out on Bella and do not call Alice a whore."
"Well look at that. She does have a name! Listen Jazz, I could really fucking care less who you dip your dick into. But is she worth it? You left you're fucking guitar at Sue's! The guitar that Uncle Charlie looked for years for!"
"DON'T YOU THINK I FUCKING KNOW THAT?" I yelled at her. I felt Bella's hand on my back, trying to remind that we were family. But where the fuck does Rose get off? She didn't know anything about Alice.
Neither do you dip shit!
I took a few calming breaths. "Please do not judge Alice for my mistakes."
"Your mistakes… Just remember what happened when you let 'your mistakes' happen with Maria." Rose spat at me.
"Rose, that wasn't his fault." Bella tried to help.
"Not his fault! Last time I checked, you need two willing partners! I mean shit, I might not be fucking Emmett yet, but it hasn't been that long since I've had dick."
My first instinct was to hit something. She knows I don't like her bringing this shit up. But I knew she was right. If I would have stuck with the plan, nothing would be the way it was. I would be back home, caring for my land. I would be happy. I would have never meet Alice…
"Listen Jasper, I think what Rose is trying to say is we don't want to see you get hurt again. We lost you five years ago when Maria chewed you up and spat you back out. And it hurts us every time you come crawling back from her. I know Alice is not Maria, and I would never say she is. We just want you to be careful Jasper; this isn't just about you and Alice." Bella placed her hand on my cheek forcing me to look into her warm chocolate eyes. I placed my forehead to hers, trying to fight back the emotions that her truth was bringing up. "We love you Jasper. You're our protector." She whispered.
Rose huffed from beside us. We looked at her, "I can tell my brother I love him myself." She pouted a little causing Bella to smirk.
"Then stopping being the world's biggest cunt and tell him, you whore." She smacked Rose with the kitchen towel and pulled garlic bread out of the oven. I looked over at Rose, waiting for her to say something. But instead she walked to the table. I heard Bella groan and I chuckled. That was Rose for you.
Dinner was calmer. There was no talk of Maria or Alice. Instead the girls talked about their dates from last night. Rose stayed the night at Emmett's, making me seriously doubt that they were not fucking. While Bella went to breakfast after the bar with the guy that was hitting on her, then went back to his house. I got slightly irritated that all she was giving me in details was to call him "E", he was successful, and a gentleman.
Why the fuck can we only call him E then?
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After helping Bella clean the kitchen, I headed up stairs to take a shower before calling Alice.
I found my boxers pulling them on, grabbed my Monty Python pajama pants and my cell phone. Against my better judgment I checked the pictures Alice sent me. The first one was a full body shot of her in her mirror, complete with mother fucking jeans.
Well I'll be damned…I thought as I looked at her. I think this was the sexiest I'd ever seen her in. She was right, that bunny shirt was cute.
I flipped to the next picture and felt my heart stop as all the blood rushed to my dick. It was similar to the first time she sent me a picture of her panties, but then it was merely her hip… This…. Fuck!
I sat there staring at the full length picture of Alice in a mirror in nothing but those fucking zebra panties. I groaned flopping back on the bed, why did I agree to wait until next Wednesday to see her?!
I pulled my pajama pants on and crawled back into the bed, the pillows still smelt like her, causing me to smile. I searched through my contacts and dialed her number. The phone didn't ring long before she picked it up.
"Hello?" she answered as if she was trying to hid her excitement. I needed to come up with something witty.
"What's your favorite scary movie?" I had intended to make it creepy sounding, but my laughing at the randomness of the situation ruined it. She laughed.
"Scream, because that shit is funny as hell." Damn, so she has seen that. "Or Carrie because that bitch get revenge. What's yours?" I nodded, Stephen King. Shit this girl's got good taste.
"Stephen King. Nice. I would have to say The Shining."
"All work and no play makes Jasper a dull boy?" She purred seductively, that shit wasn't helping my hard on.
"Very…" It came out huskier then I had intended. Damn, what kind of witch craft does she have on me?!
I heard her giggle slightly before she said sadly, "I wish you were here."
"I know the feeling…" Shit, think before you speak asshole!
"Is that weird?"
"Honestly," I sighed, how the hell do I answer this? Yes, its fucking weird, all we do is fuck when we're together, yet its not weird cause I can't stop fucking thinking about you even though I think you're a fucking bitch.
"I don't know." I finally came up with. Because honestly, this shit with her was new territory for me. I didn't know whether to beg her to fucking move in, or go running for the hills to get away from her.
"So… Edward is gone this week… I have run of the place…" I knew what she was suggesting, but it would be better for both of us if that shit didn't happen. So I laughed and tried to steer the conversation away from all things sex.
"So you have the power now? And what are you going to do with it?"
"Eat Chinese food in the living room." She giggled. I rolled my eyes. It didn't surprise me that he wouldn't allow her to do that. Shit, even Bells had a cow when Rose and I eat pizza while watching football games.
"Wow! Way to think out of the box there, pixie." I teased, cringing when I called her that. It didn't seem to fit her, sure she was feisty, and short; but it just seemed more of an insult.
She laughed, "Well I can dance around naked now too…" That got my attention.
"Naked?"
"Yeah, naked."
"That reminds me… what are you wearing?" I stretched out on my bed, not consciously aware that the hand not holding the phone was inching closer to the waist line of my pants.
"Umm…" she was hesitant.
God job dick face! She probably thinks you're only interested in her for the sex!
Wait, wasn't I though?
"Silk pajamas" she finally answered.
Of course they're silk, I thought, shaking my head.
"What are you wearing?" She asked, sounding shy.
"Hmm…" Let's see I can say nothing from the waist up, see how she takes it. Or tell her the truth. "My Monty Python pajama pants" Yea, I went the honesty route.
She laughed, "What do they say?" I laughed; she didn't seem like a Python fan.
"It's from their movie Search for the Holy Grail. It say's 'it's only a flesh wound' on various locations." She started laughing harder.
"Oh God…" she gasped for air in between fits of laugher. "The black knight!" I waited for her to catch her breath. I had to admit that I was royally fucking impressed that she knew that. The more I was talking to her the more I wanted to be with her.
Stay off that track Jasper.
She sighed. "How is it you look hot in anything?"
"I think you need your eyes checked beautiful." I laughed.
"Okay, whatever." I could practically hear her rolling those pretty green eyes of hers.
"Seriously, Alice, if anyone is good looking in this relationship; it is clearly you." Fuck! I did not just call what we have a relationship did I?
"Awww," She cooed, "says the one with blondes panty dropping around you."
"I prefer dark haired beauties. And what blondes?"
"The one nursing you back to health when I smacked you." The only blonde I'm ever around besides my momma was…
"Wait…" I was trying to hold back my laughter. "Are you talking about Rose?"
"Maybe?" I could tell she was confused.
"A little shorter then me, with long blonde hair?"
"Yeah… and a red dress that was so tight you can't miss her boobs in it?" That made me lose it. I pulled the phone down as I snorted with laughter.
"Ah, shit baby… that's my sister" I finally said when I could breathe and talk,
"Oh, well now I feel dumb."
"Don't"
"Why shouldn't I?" I rolled my eyes, damn stubborn woman.
"Because you didn't know. It's not you're fault. She and I, we're close. Not that close, but close." I heard her snicker at my emphasis on us not being that close.
"Make a southern man joke…" I warned her jokingly.
"Why I wouldn't dare sir." I could see her batting her eye lashes, her small hand covering her mouth as she faked a southern accent. "Yeah, I suck…" she laughed "I'll stop"
"No…" I chuckled, wow I've never laughed this much before. "You just reminded me of Scarlett O'Hara" She laughed again, making my chest swell at the thought that I was making her happy. That shit's not good, a voiced in my head yelled at me, but I chose to ignore it. "To which I say, 'Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn." I joked laying the accent on thicker.
"Hey! Ain't I supposed to be over there to give you a kiss?" she teased.
"Pssh… do you really think I would saying that if you were here?" Damn it, going down the sex road again.
"Ha. Ha. No you'd say something like 'I'm gonna fuck your ass to sleep.'" She retorted.
"Oh, so you remembered that night?"
"Only your voice"
"Really?" My voice? That's an odd thing to remember.
"Yeah…" her voice cracked a little.
"Why my voice?"
"I don't know, I guess because…." She paused for a second. "Well damn, it makes me weak in the knees when you talk like you do." Well that was unexpected.
"Really?" My voice makes her weak? "Like what?" I seriously didn't understand what the fuck she was trying to tell me.
"Like… the accent" She whispered.
"The accent… of course." Why would I expect any different? I let my guard slip too many fucking times with this girl. And now she knew about the accent. I shook my head. This had gone from fucked to royally fucked.
"Well, that and the things you say."
"Like what, Alice? This is maybe the third conversation we've had were we aren't trying to kill each other. So surely my words aren't that memorable." This is what I meant, she had the ability to make my fucking blood boil in nanoseconds. How could what I say be memorable? I've been an ass to her. I've flat out called her a whore and assumed that she was when she got into her brother's car. I thought there was no better reason then she just wanted to be done with me when she left those two mornings… I didn't even think about school…
"'Say my name when you come baby'" she started whispering, breaking me from my thoughts. "'Don't be afraid, just let it go baby' and then of course uh….well 'I wanna fuck your ass to sleep."
We both laughed uncomfortably at the last one. We seriously needed to end this shit. Either change the subject or get off the phone.
"So how was school, baby?" Apparently, I'm some love sick fucking puppy because I can't let her go just yet.
"Boring." I chuckled. "I got hungry halfway through." She added nonchalantly.
"Didn't you eat before had?" I asked concerned.
"No, I did. I think it's just something about that professor." I could picture her wrinkling her little nose at the thought.
"A monotone professor makes you hungry?"
"No Jasper, he makes me so bored that I want some Ben and Jerry's."
"Cherry Garcia is the best." I told her.
"I like Brownie Batter, but Cherry Garcia is a close second." I smirked to myself.
"Speaking of food… we need to discuss out date."
"You know, you don't actually have to take me on a date to get laid, Jasper." Her tone sounded almost bored. What the hell is wrong with this bitch? One minute she's acting like a giddy school girl, the next some snobby little bitch!
"Why do you keep thinking that's all I want?" Shit, I didn't even know what I wanted. "Honestly woman…"
"I'm sorry. I don't have a lot of experience with guys. Isn't that what all guys want? To get laid?" What kind of bullshit reasoning was that?
"Alice, listen to me and listen to me good okay?"
"Okay."
"I want to get to know you. There is something about you that makes my blood fucking boil in both good and bad ways, and that shit is confusing the fuck out of me. I was being completely honest with you earlier Alice, I feel like I've done wrong by you. I don't have any intention of just fucking you." I sighed, trying to get my thoughts together, and that's when it hit me. What if sex is all she wanted?
"If that's all you want, then fine, I won't stop you. But I am NOT that man."
"What do you mean 'if that's all I want?'" She asked, the mortification evident in her voice at what I was insinuating, making me want to take back my words, but also smug.
"What am I supposed to think Alice?" I sighed, so apparently we were going to lay our shit out on the table again. I rubbed my hands over my face, debating on whether I wanted to do this shit right here and now with her, or if I just wanted to say fuck it and change it. "You keep leaving in the morning, sneaking off. You leave no note, nothing…"
"I called this morning." She added.
"And I'm glad you did…."
"And I have classes in the morning."
"Well, shit…" Duh Jasper!
"And I didn't have a damn pen." Her voice was starting to rise.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know you had classes in the morning." That's something people generally talk about before having sex with a stranger I guess.
"And, the first time I was so freaked out, that I really didn't what to do!" Okay so now she was getting ready to yell, which in all honesty, I deserved that shit.
"Baby, calm down please." I needed to defuse this situation before it got out of hand. To fucking late Jazz.
"And you know what Jasper? I'm sorry. They don't have ETIQUTE classes on this shit!" She spat at me. I waited a moment, listening to her trying to calm herself down.
"Baby…"
"What?" Yeah she was still upset, I could hear it in her voice, but she was fucking hurt.
"I'm sorry." She made the cutest noise of frustration like a little growl, but now was not the time to be awing over that kind of shit like some fucking woman.
"Why are you sorry?" she asked softly, as if she were afraid of me. I closed my eyes willing myself to wake up from this nightmare that was slowly unraveling in front of me.
"I just wanted to wake up with you here…" I said softly into the darkness.
"I'm sorry… I…" She whispered back.
"Ah, hell woman, why are you sorry?"
"For not staying?" She answered with a question. Yep, this shit has defiantly taken a left turn at Albuquerque.
"Don't be, you had shit to do." I shrugged my shoulders. "I understand now… just next time warm me, Ali."
"You're harder than hell to wake up." She laughed as she was recalling some memory.
"What?" When did she try to wake me up? "I am?" Fucking A, I'm confused. Now we're talking about sleeping patterns.
She laughed, "You are." That caused me to snort. Well damn, when did she try to wake me up?
"You don't remember 'I don't give a shit about who's feeding that goats, I just really need to pee?'" I could hear the smile in her voice. Well it's good to know she was smiling.
"I… uh… no…" I stammered out.
"Never mind." she laughed. "It's was cute." I smacked my palm to my face, as I realized what she was saying.
"You tried to wake me up…" Oh fuck! "And I said something about goats?"
Her snorting laughter was all I needed to confirm my worst fears, "Yeah."
I grabbed the pillow next to me and groaned 'fuck!' into it.
"You said it was Rose's turn to feed the goats. Now I kind of get that." She said as if she realized what I was saying. I still had the pillow over my face.
I couldn't believe I had actually said that to her. Now she probably thought I was some backwoods hick.
"Oh God… where' my pappy's shot gun… kill me now!"
"No!" I heard her shout. Jesus I didn't even think she could hear me through the pillow. "Come on… its okay." She cooed at me.
"How is that okay…. That Jasper… Fuck!" I groaned sounding like a whinny little child.
"Hey." I heard her try to get my attention. I pulled the pillow away, waiting for her to continue. "Listen to me. I like you, for whatever reason. I cannot stop my stupid masochistic self from following your ass like a puppy when you're hurting." Well that certainly explains why she followed me out of the bar the other night.
"You don't even fucking know me… how can you say that?" It was an honest question. If she knew what I had done in the past, how horrible of a person I was, she wouldn't want to be any where near me.
"I can't stop myself around you," she tried to explain. "I'm a Pisces, that's what we do." I rolled my eyes and shook my head
"You won't say that when you know everything." I whispered, to afraid to say it any louder for if I did my truths would spill out and crush her.
"You don't know that" Alice whispered back. I could almost see her here, lying next to me. Running her delicate little fingers through my hair, as her eyes searched deep into mine, willing me to tell her everything.
"Please don't say that… I… damn it Alice… I just don't want to hurt you." Fuck when the hell did we get here? How did we get here?
"Then don't hurt me Jasper. Please, just, I don't know. Try to be with me, you have scars, I have some that would make your head spin too. I only know that when you're kissing me, touching me, fucking IN me, I feel…."
"That everything will be ok?"
"Exactly, everything will be ok." She confirmed.
"I feel it too Alice, and to be honest. It scares the living shit out of me." she laughed a little trying to ease the tension. But this needed to be said, at least, I thought it did.
"Well I'm glad I'm not the only one."
"You know why it scares me? Because all I know about you is that you're twenty one years old. You live with your brother. Your fucking singing voice is enough to bring the strongest man in the world to his knees begging to worship you… but most all, it's your smile that scares me. That smile is the one that I hope to always have on your face because that smile lets me know that I can keep going."
She was quite for a long moment. A part of me rejoiced, thinking that I finally got through to her and she hung up. But the part that was confusing the shit out of me was teetering on the edge.
"Jasper," she finally spoke. "the only thing I ever want to do is make you feel something, anything… Mad, glad, sad… Because that means that you're paying attention to me. For some odd reason, you are the only person whose attention I want."
"Trust me baby, you're the only one that holds my attention in that capacity." Besides her…
"Is it bad that I want you near me so badly right now?"
"Nope," I answered with out hesitation. "Where do you live?"
"Do you know where Bellcrest Condos is?"
"Yeah, that's like twenty minutes from here, if I take my cuz's car." I started to get up off the bed to find my shoes.
"Are you really going to come here?" She asked, her apprehension apparent.
"Do you really want me there?" Christ! What am I doing!?
"Yes." she answered with out missing a beat.
"What condo?" I asked, surprised to see that my shoes were already on as I slipped on my leather jacket. What the hell? It was like my body is on autopilot or something.
"Eight oh three. It's the penthouse…" Figures. "I have to buzz you in."
"Bellcrest Condos, penthouse number eight oh three, got it. I'll be there no more then thirty minutes." I informed her as my hand scribbled and note to Bella explaining to her that I needed the 'Vett and telling her to use the Jeep.
"I'll be waiting." She said as she hung up. I ran to the blue 2009 corvette that was my cousin's pride and joy like I was being chased by rabid dogs.
WHAT IN THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING WHITLOCK! My brain screamed at me, as I threw the car into gear, pulling out of the driveway, I headed to the interstate.
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I arrived at The Bellcrest Condos fifteen minutes earlier then I said I would be. I sat there staring at the structure, wondering what the fuck I was doing here. All the signs were here. She lived in a fucking condo! Of course she's a rich bitch. I didn't need this shit. I didn't need someone who was so wrapped up with expensive things that they didn't enjoy the finer things in life.
Shit, the last time I was in this situation I got screwed for it royally. I'm still paying for the biggest mistake of my life. And now, I'm going to hurt myself again. I should just turn around. Go home, go to bed, and forget Alice.
"Then don't hurt me Jasper." In my mind she sounded so much more vulnerable then she was. I know I should stay away, that's the only way I'll keep from hurting her.
Just start the car Jasper. Turn on the ignition and head back home. You need to focus on the music man. You need to do this. She needs you do this. My mind tried to rationalize with me. But my body wouldn't listen to it.
Just as I opened the door, the skies opened up, releasing the rain that had been threatening the good people of Seattle all day.
Well if that's not a sign I don't know what is.
I ran to the front of the building, glad that it didn't start pissing rain until I got under the awning of the building. I looked to the left and saw the buzzers, one for each condo. Jesus Christ, I thought as I ran my hands through my hair.
I pushed the button for 'Cullen – 803'. Well now I know her last name, I think. I heard a buzz back at me and then the distinct sound of a clicking. "It's open" I heard Alice's voice call over the intercom.
I took a deep breath, slowly pulling the door open as warm air hit my damp face. The lobby of the condo complex defiantly looked like money. But it reminded me more of the lobby of some sort of office. There were chairs and couches strewn about the place, offering the residents places to sit, with decorative plants. I with-held a scoff as I took the place in. Why would someone want to sit down here when they could easily take the damned elevator to their place?
On the right hand side of the lobby sat a large cherry wood desk where, no doubt, security sat. I nodded my head to him as I headed towards the elevators. I guess when you pay out the ass to live in a place like this you want your security man to look 'normal', as this one tried to do in his suit and tie.
The elevators where to the left of the main door and emphasized by black and white marble flooring. I looked to my left and right, noticing that there were four elevators on either side. I snorted now. Seriously, the place only had nine floors.
An elevator for each floor asshole. I thought as I mentally slapped myself.
I went to the elevator with giant '8' above it. I pushed the button and waited for the elevator.
The whole ride up the damn this elevator was like an out of body experience. I swear I stood back and watched as I stood there in my pajama pants, zipped up leather jacket and wet Addias sneakers, watching as the floor lights lit up. I was still just staring at myself stupidly as I watched my feet take to me the direction of her place. My jaw dropped as I saw my hand knock on the door. But nothing prepared me for what I saw when that door opened.
Standing there was the one person that has brought my carefully calculated and planned world upside down. As she stood there in her short pink silk gown that barely came down to her mid thigh, with a smile that could out shine the stars I realized I was in deep with this girl. I didn't recognize what it was, but I knew whatever it was, it was going to be worse then Maria could ever be.
As she stepped back to let me in, her eyes never leaving mine, I knew that I really didn't fucking care. 'Cause in this moment, I was meant to be here with her. That smile on her beautiful face was all for me. That's when I was in control of my body again.
She closed the door behind us, locking it up, then turned to face me. She started chewing on her bottom lip.
"Nervous?" I chuckled, feeling my own nerves kick in. She smiled and shook her head, taking her hand in mine as she started to lead me out of the foyer. She stopped when she noticed I wasn't following her. Her eyebrows furrowed together in confusion, as I slipped out of my shoes.
"I don't think Eddie wants stains on his nice floors" I explained, making a motioned for her to continue to lead me where it was she was taking me.
She led me down the hall, where her room was. As much as I teased her for being a princess, nothing of the room said it. In fact if anything, it was simple, the colors of the room being blue and white. I noticed she had several photographs on her walls that were black and white, matching her furniture perfectly.
I also noticed she had candles lit through out the room, soft music was playing. I looked at her and smirked.
"You were expecting someone else?" I teased.
"Yeah, some guy named 'Jazz Man'. Ever heard of him?" she teased me back, unzipping my jacket. All joking was pushed away from my mind as I watched her. Once the jacket was unzipped I shrugged out of it, unsure of where to put it. She took it from me, laying it over the chaise – at least I think that's what the couch looking thing was.
She came back over to me, once again taking my hand and leading me towards her bed. "Sit," she said softly, I obeyed. She stood between my legs, her small hands wrapping around behind my neck.
"Easier for you if you're sitting." she said softly as she brought her lips to mine. My hand immediately reached up to her hips, bunching the silky fabric as I pulled her closer to me. She took my bottom lip into her mouth, sucking on it lightly, causing me to moan against her mouth.
I felt the mattress shift as she straddled herself over my lap, her tongue distracting me as it asked for entrance to my mouth. I welcomed the taste of her. As sweet as I remembered, with a little mint taste of this time.
I felt her push me back onto the soft bed as her hands snaked their way to my hair. The strap of her little nightie fell from her shoulder, just asking to be kissed. I broke apart our kiss, moving to her neck, laying sensual kisses along it as I made my way to the freshly exposed shoulder. My hands had bunched up enough of the fabric that I could slide them under it with ease. One hand was resting on her lower back pushing her into me more, as the other placed feather light touches to her breast.
She mewed as I rubbed my calloused fingers over her sensitive skin, grinding herself into my erection. Her hand fisted in my hair, pulling it, making me look at her. She brought her mouth back to mine, kissing in such a sensual way, it was driving me fucking mad. When her tongue entered my mouth, I sucked on it a little causing her to giggle and pull away slightly. She looked down at me, her green eyes dancing with excitement as she smiled down at me. I brought my hand up to cup her cheek stroking the bone with my thumb.
"Fuck, you're so beautiful Alice." I said softly to her, smiling as I watched her cheeks tint with a faint pink coloring. She looked like she was about to say something, but my stupid ass had to ruin the moment when I noticed the song change.
"Queens of the stone age?" I laughed, more shocked that she would have this on a playlist that was clearly meant to be relaxed.
"Yeah, cool stuff huh?" She asked as she kissed and nipped at my jaw. "You're sexy by the way," she purred as she took the ear lobe in her mouth scraping her teeth along it.
I grabbed her by her hips, picking her up off of me as she squealed and tossed her to the side of the bed, laughing at her when she landed in a "hpmh". I stood up deciding to do something I had never done before, just for her. I saw the remote on her I-home next to the bed and grabbed it, turning the music up a little more.
I started shaking my hips to the rhythm of the music as I slowly started untying my pajama pants. I saw the smile stretch on her face as she realized what I was doing. Once my pants were nice and loose, I shimmed them off my hips as they pooled to the floor around my feet. I turned my back to her teasing her, by pulling my boxers down slightly then pulling them back up. I was actually grateful that I had my back to her, as I'm sure my face was ten shades of red about now.
"Stop being a damn tease Jasper." I heard her say before I felt a smack across my ass. I turned to see Alice sit there on her knees in nothing but her panties. Yep, strip tease off the list, must resume worshiping Alice.
I crawled on the bed onto my knees and she came closer to me, her arms taking their place around my neck, as our mouths met to continue our previous kissing session. I gently laid her back onto the pillows to make sure that her head was on the pillows. I broke the kiss, trailing hot wet kisses down her neck, to the valley of her breasts. I took my turn at each breast, teasing the nipple with my tongue by dancing it across them, taking them into my mouth as sucked and nibbled against them, tugging them.
She moaned and arched her back, rubbing her pussy against me. I could feel just how much she was enjoying it as her soaked panties rubbed against me. I kissed down her sternum, making sure to gently nibble at the flesh along the way. When I reached the waist band of her panties I kissed my way from left to right and back again, before my fingers hooked themselves around it, gently tugging them down.
Slowly I removed the panties, taking my times to alternate from kissing, licking and nipping the inside of each leg.
"Jasper, don't tease," she begged by the time I had reached the inside of her right thigh where her birthmark was. I looked up at her and smirked when I saw her propped up on her elbows looking at me through half lidded eyes. I licked my bottom lip, watching as she bit her own.
I moved myself to a better position, draping her right leg over my shoulder as my left hand rested across her hips. Without breaking eye contact, I slowly dragged my tongue along her outer folds, tasting the sweet nectar that was perfectly hers. I watched as she bit her lip harder, watching my every movement. I began placing kisses on her, teasing her as I slid my tongue in, slowly dragging it to her clit, tasting more of her. God the taste alone was enough for me.
I took my free hand, massaging her thigh, moving it closer to her pussy as my tongue works her clit like I was licking brownie batter off the spoon. My tongue was moving purposely slow, dragging across as I alternated the amount of pressure against her; causing her to mewl and writher about.
"I need you" she pleaded softly, as I felt her reach for my left hand. I looked up to her to see her chest heaving as she tried to control her breathing.
I took her hand, helping her sit up and I stood at the foot of the bed. She looked at me and smiled, coming to the foot of the bed on her knees.
"You're a little over dressed for this" she teased as she tugged on the waist band of my boxers.
"You gonna help me out ma'am?" She smiled at me, the cutest fucking smile I had seen on her face, a half smile while chewing her bottom lip. She nodded slightly as she tugged the boxers down. I kicked them off, cupping her face in my hands, kissing her. She placed her hands on mine, pulling back slightly to look at me.
"Lay down," she instructed. I raised an eyebrow at her and she giggled. "You're so tall Jasper, it's easier if I'm on top." She blushed slightly and I began to notice that this wasn't something she was used to.
I kissed her softly, before lying back on the bed. She crawled over to me, her little hands dragging her fingernails against my stomach lightly. I chuckled slightly, that shit tickled. Huh… that's a first. I looked at her, her eyes locking onto mine. There was something that passed through us, I wasn't sure what it was or if she even felt it. But I knew, if we held off on this any longer, shit was gonna get harder, and I didn't mean my dick.
I took her hand in mine, pulling her over and on top of me. She seemed unsure of everything. Honestly, so was I.
"Anything you want Alice, I promise I'll give it to you." I said softly, afraid that I might ruin the moment. But that simple statement seemed to have given her what she wanted.
She positioned herself on me, guiding my dick into her. I groaned as I was sheathed in her. Rocking her hips, as she leaned down, peppering my chest with kisses working her way to my neck. I placed my hands on her hips, helping to guide her as we moved together in slow movements that seemed to go deeper with every thrust.
She sat herself back up, placing her hands on mine. As if it were instinct, our fingers intertwined together, locking us together, making us joined in every way possible, save for one place.
"Kiss me Alice…" I found myself pleading with her. She brought our hands over my head as she leaned down to kiss me. I took her bottom lip into my mouth just as I thrust harder into her, causing her to moan into my mouth.
Our tongues danced with each other as our bodies moved together in ways I never dreamed possible, let alone with her. We were wrapped up in each other. It wasn't about who pissed off whom more. It was just about us. That fact was seriously starting to freak me the fuck out.
As if she could read my mind, Alice let go of my hands. She used her own to push herself up off my chest so that she was sitting up. She used my chest for support as she started to lift herself off of me. It shocked the hell out of me, because I thought she was done.
Boy was I wrong. She slid herself up the length of my cock, before slamming down on it, causing me to hiss.
I got the hint, she wanted to fuck. Thank God!
Soon our rhythm became faster as we both wanted our release. My hands never stopped wandering her beautiful body, occasionally caressing her ass or tits as she bounced on top of me. She leaned back, resting her hands on my thighs and squeezing the flesh as her head lolled back. I got a great view of my cock as it slid in and out of her with ease. That was enough to send me over, but I fought against it. I started rub my thumb over her clit, feeling her walls tighten around me. Fuck I'm going to lose it, I thought as I bit my lip hard. Just then she looked at me, her hand in her hair, pulling at it as she bit her lip, sending me soaring over that cliff.
My hips bucked up as I came, slamming deep into her. She screamed out my name as she came. I sat up holding her in my arms as her tiny frame shook from her orgasm. I buried my face into the crook of her neck, kissing her skin softly as she regained a steady breathing pattern.
Once she was calm she pulled back slightly, smiling at me as she brushed the hair off my forehead. The awkwardness of before had past, but I still felt like the preverbal pink elephant staring at us. I hoped it was just me, that I was the only one feeling that way. I took another look at her face, judging by her post coital glow, she didn't have a care in her pretty little head.
She moved off my lap, excusing herself as she went into the bathroom, giving me the opportunity to get my boxers back on. Here I sat on the edge of her bed, at two a.m. deciding on which was worse, leaving now or staying the night and dealing with Rose when I get home.
Who said she wants you to stay, jackass? Well, that was a valid point. More importantly, did I want to stay? Of course you do asshole, what are you a fucking hypocrite? That caused me to snort as she walked out of the connecting bathroom.
She looked at me funny as she walked around the room, blowing out the candles. I grabbed my pajama pants, debating on whether or not to put them on. She turned back towards me.
"Do you like to fall asleep to music?" She pointed to her CD collection "If you do, you can pick something out." I smiled and shook my head no.
"I have this insane habit of trying to remember guitar riffs and…" Christ Jazz shut the fuck up!
She smiled, coming towards the bed where I was sitting. "Yeah, I do math in my head." She explained while she shrugged "we all do something..." I pulled her closer to me, wrapping my arms around her waist. I don't know why but I felt calmer with her in my arms like this. She wrapped her own arms around my neck, playing with the short curls at the neck line.
"I have to work in the morning baby. I don't want to wake you, with it being Saturday and all, I'm not sure what your plans are." I rested my chin on her stomach, looking up at her.
"Well I'll probably already be awake. Did you want to run with me before you go to work?" She smiled. "I never have plans on Saturday other than shopping." She tensed up a bit after the last part, causing me to chuckle. I kissed her stomach through the silk gown she had put back on, as she ran her fingers through my hair.
"As much fun as that sounds, there's a problem with that." I looked back at her face to see her biting her lip. "For starters I don't have proper running clothes with me. I also need to get home before work, so I can get ready." I smirked at her, wondering if she forgot that I was only here in my pajamas.
She started blushing, "Oh yeah right. Sorry. I just...never mind." She went to cover her face with her hands, but I stopped them, taking them in my own.
"I promise, I'll go running with you one day. I have to get my fat ass in gear, and all the sugar I eat is bound to catch up with my lazy ass." I teased as I stood up, kissing her softly before going to my coat to get my phone.
"You're not fat. I'm jealous that you don't work out and eat crap and still look like that." She waved her hands in my direction, pouting slightly. I grabbed the phone out of my coat pocket, setting the alarm as I came back to her.
"Well, lucky for you, you're the only one that gets to see this. And trust me, you look even more incredible then I thought was humanly possible."
Alice started blushing giving me a slight smile "Well geez...thanks. I'm glad I'm the only one, I am really not good with sharing." She smirked as she pulled me back onto the bed.
"Well then, Miss Alice…. I have a confession to make." I said as I crawled into the bed after her. She just cocked her head to the side as she raised her eyebrow up at me. "I failed kindergarten because I couldn't share." I teased kissing my way up her shoulder to her ear. "And you're mine." I growled playfully in her ear, causing her to shudder a bit. I pulled away and smiled at her. "I really need to get to sleep baby, other wise they are gonna have one crazy Texan on their hands in the store." I teased, kissing her lightly on the mouth.
I could feel her lips curve into a smile as she kissed back with more pressure. "I may like that. But for your sake I'll let you go to sleep."
"Thanks, you're a real doll Alice." I rolled my eyes, lying on my back. She sat there staring at me, probably unsure of what the hell we were doing. If I was being honest, I didn't know either. I was just going with it. "Come here baby." I said opening my arms up to her.
She grabbed the comforter, pulling it up and around us as she rested herself on my side, using my left shoulder as a pillow. I wrapped my arm around her, making sure she was nice and covered.
"Good night Jasper," she said softly, voice thick with being tired. I kissed the top of her head, watching her as she wrapped an arm around my abdomen.
"Good night Alice." I laid there, staring at the ceiling as I listened to her breathing. And it was at that moment that I knew I fucking lied to her. I told her I wouldn't hurt her, but after tonight, I knew this shit was either gonna make us or break us. Either way someone was going to get hurt.
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I don't know how we did it, but we managed to survive a whole fucking weekend with out fighting. I got lucky, Bella and Rose were both gone until Monday. Bella had some fucking thing to do in Chicago for Wolf Records, and Rose was in Tennessee with Emmett. Leaving the house to me, and, well Alice.
It was interesting this weekend, having Alice with me. I saw things about her that I never noticed before. Like Sunday night for example, she needed to work on her trig homework. I agreed to give her space, as she sat on my bed her book on her lap and she scribbled away at the problems. I tried not to look like I was staring at her, but she made it to damn difficult not too. Between sticking her tongue out a little while she was thinking or chewing on my secret stash of Red Vines, I was entranced.
Of course, seeing her in my old faded Tool shirt that I bought at a concert back in the 90's wasn't helping the staring any.
Then this morning, she shocked the hell out of me. I was woken up by the smell of coffee and blueberries and sausage.
"Jasper… wake up," she sang at me. "I know you're awake mister grumpy Texan, I can see you trying not to smile." Damn I was caught. I opened one eye at to see her fully dressed, causing me to sit up faster then intended. "What? What's wrong?"
"Why are you dressed?" I asked shaking my head to get rid of the sleep fog that clouded my brain.
"It's Monday, have Trig at 10 and Photography at 2." She smiled, "But if you're a good boy I might go visit you for lunch" She teased, winking at me when she said good boy.
And now, I'm standing at the counter wondering why in the hell my schedule is so fucked up work. We don't open until nine on new release days, but yet Mark wants me here at fucking seven thirty. What the hell was he thinking?
Well my good mood just went down the shitter. I thought as I rolled my shoulders. I need to seriously rethink my plans for life.
Just then, as if Mark was a mind reading douche bag, he came over to me with a grin that reminded me of that cat that ate the canary.
"Whitlock!" Well shit, maybe he's finally gonna fire my ass.
"Boss man." I raised an eyebrow at him, making sure he knew I was looking at the schedule. At least you still have Wednesday off to spend with Alice.
"Ah, I see you've seen the schedule. Good! Then I get to congratulate you!' He said joyfully. I didn't answer him, I just waited.
"Well," he continued. "You've been a hard working employee for five years now." Yea and you still pay me shit. "And you know that I only trust you out of all the other little fucks that work here. So I'm promoting you. Congrats! Mr. Assistant Manager!"
Oh fuck… Please tell me this is a joke.
"So since I know you already have a key, I need you hear bright and early tomorrow so I can show you the ropes and you can run this boat on your own this weekend." He smiled before clapping me on the back, and walking away.
I just shook my head. I didn't need this shit…. But I did need this job. I looked at my watch. Jesus two more hours and I can get the fuck out of here. It was times like these I wish I didn't agree to sleep on my own tonight. I really would have liked to watch a Mel Brooks with Alice.
"Fuck." I groan as I rub my hands over my face. This is really not good.
I heard my co-worker whistle from across the store. No doubt at some girl that just walked in. Deciding that I didn't need to see that shit, I crouched down to see if there were applications for the store's credit cards. Yeah, look busy, that'll help. My mind mocked me.
"Um… excuse me but do you have the Katy Perry CD or the latest Seether Album?" I heard a feminine voice as from the counter. On instinct alone, my head shot up in the direction of the voice.
There standing before me was my dream. Wearing a very short dark denim cutoff skirt – which I did not like how Tyler was staring at her ass – and a white, very low cut band shirt.
Fuck me side ways, she's wearing an AC/DC shirt.
"Seriously, Alice? Katy Perry? I thought you had better taste." I smirked at her to let her know I was kidding. She smiled back at me.
"Actually Jasper, I own that. I really did want the Seether one though." She leaned on the counter slightly, giving me and excellent view of her tits and white bra.
Why am I sleeping alone tonight, again?
"Well beautiful, that comes out tomorrow. I can bring you a copy after work." I tucked a piece of stray hair that had fallen from her pony tail, behind her ear. From the corner of my eye I could see Mark and Tyler's jaws on the floor, while Kelci – the only one with a brain here – laughed at them.
Alice pouted slightly, "Well, I guess." I walked to the front of the counter and leaned against it next her.
"Hey now, no pouting, I don't like seeing you sad." I tapped her lip. "How about a private listen on Wednesday? Me… you…. Our date…" I smiled at her as she smiled at my suggestion.
"Sounds like a date then Jasper." She chirped, standing on her tip toes to give me a kiss on my cheek. "See you then." She winked before leaving, putting an extra sway in her hips.
As soon as she was out of the store my co-workers jumped on to me.
"Who the hell was that?!" Kelci asked with a smile
"Please tell me that's your sister!" Begged Tyler, causing me to roll my eyes.
"Wow Jazz, never knew we were on the same team." I looked at Mark.
"Are you saying you thought I was gay?" He looked down, as Tyler looked away trying to look inconspicuous. I looked at Kelci and raised an eyebrow at her.
"Shit man, I knew you dug us ladies! I saw you checking my ass out last week." I laughed. She was a crazy little one.
The rest of the day at work was completely uneventful. I managed to get the guys off my back about Alice, and wanted nothing more then to get home.
When I arrived Bella and Rose were in the living room, playing Rock Band. I sat with them a while, after being roped into playing the drums.
Once I was done reliving my childhood with the girls I went to my room, called Alice, talked until her phone died, and hit the hay.
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"Mark! I'm heading to the bank!" I called to the back room before checking on Kelci. "You have my cell, right? Call me if douche bag is too busy hitting the bong" I teased.
She just laughed and waved me off as I exited the store. I was almost to the main doors of the mall when I heard her.
"Jasper Thomas!" I stopped dead in my tracks. Shit! I turned to face the voice, the voice of the Hispanic beauty that had forever changed my life. Standing before me, in her five foot five beauty was the one woman I thought I loved.
"Maria…. I wasn't expecting you…" She ran her fingers through her long black hair.
"Well, silly, I did say we were going to be here this week." She shrugged, smiling and coming closer to me. "I just neglected to tell you when. I found out from Isabella that you were at work. So, surprise." She giggled and tried to put her arms around my waist.
"Yea, surprise is right." I stepped back from her. "Where's Jordan?" I asked noticing that she was missing.
"She's fine. I came to have alone time with you." She said huskily. I closed my eyes and saw Alice's beautiful smiling face at me.
"Yeah… uh about that…" I rubbed my hand on my neck. "I don't think that arrangement is going to work anymore."
She recoiled back as if I told her I had a VD or something. "What do you mean, anymore?" She hissed at me, her Spanish accent stronger then usual. Shit… not good.
"I'm seeing someone. Now seriously, where is Jordan?" I asked again.
"She's at the hotel, I told you she's fine, she knows not to open the door and all that worry wart crap. I came to talk to you. I need more." I didn't even bother answering her as I stormed out of the mall. She fucking left Jordan alone! What the fuck was she thinking?
I felt her catch up to me out side.
"Did you fucking hear me Jasper Thomas?" She spat at me.
"Oh yea I heard you loud and fucking clear! You have the nerve to tell me you want more, in the same breath that you tell me MY DAUGHTER IS ALONE IN A HOTEL!" I screamed the last part at her. "What the fuck is wrong with you, Maria?! Isn't it enough that you have to fuck with my head so bad that I'm nothing but poison to my family, but now you have to fuck with our child?!"
"Oh like you fucking care Jasper Thomas, you're the one that ran away from Texas like a fucking dog that got kicked in the balls." She seethed, poking me in the chest with her finger.
"Excuse me!? I did fucking care! Who was the one that paid for prenatal care for you when he had NO EVIDANCE that the child was even his? Who was the one that got his fucking ass thrown in jail trying to find you once the said child was born? Most of all Maria, WHO'S LIFE DID YOU DESTROY when you left with my daughter?! Fuck sake she was only a week old! The only reason I knew she had my eyes was because of your mother." I never wanted to hit a woman more then I did at this moment. "Don't tell me I didn't fucking care, I cared. I gave up on being kicked in the fucking balls by you ever time I turned the fuck around, not on her!"
She just stood there, fucking smirking at me, taping her foot as her arms folded across her chest. "Are you done being a fucking girl?"
What the fuck?!
"I don't know why I didn't ever listen to my family. Oh I know 'cause, I was a dumb kid!"
"Yeah well, the sex isn't that bad, that's the only reason I come back." I balled my hands into fists. Could she really be that fucking selfish? Uh… yea Jazz you know that.
"What hotel are you guys staying at?" I tried to calm myself down. I wanted to see my daughter. I had no idea how long it would be before I see her again.
Maria's brown eye lit up with excitement. "Are the skeez twins going to let you out?" She rolled her eyes. "I'm sure Isabella will tell your bitch sister I called."
"What hotel?" I wasn't going to give into her. She was purposely insulting Bella and Rose to get a rise out of me. It's bad enough that I lost my cool already.
"Well, we're at the place down the street, the Best Western. Hey do you think the dogs will watch the kid so you and I can be alone?" She tried to pull a smile on me that, even I will admit would have worked before I knew what a real woman was.
"I told you I'm seeing someone."
"Like hell you are! You really think I'm going to let you see that brat while you're fucking some whore?!" She screeched, making me cover my ears. Damn this woman could scream like a banshee.
"Alice is not a fucking whore!" I screamed back at her. "And I refuse to fuck you anymore Maria. I'm done playing these stupid fucking games. Since there was an obvious motive to your visit, why don't you fucking tell me what you really want?"
"Thirteen hundred a month, and no fucking other pussy, or say goodbye to the brat." She stated it as if she was making an order at fucking Taco Bell.
"Stop fucking calling Jordan names. You're her mother for fuck's sake." I shook my head and then it hit me. "Thirteen hundred a month, Jesus Chris Maria, what are you doing with the seven hundred you get now?"
"Well it's not my fault I can't buy our five year old normal clothes. I have to buy bigger sizes because the little shit won't stop growing." She muttered.
I narrowed my eyes at her, as I stalked towards her pinning her back into the car behind her. "I will say it again; she has a mother fucking name, use it. Also, new flash sweetheart; that's what kids do, they fucking grow! Maybe if you weren't so busy giving the health teacher head in high school you would have known that."
She smacked me right across the same damn cheek Alice got me less then a week ago, and I didn't feel a fucking thing. So I laughed.
"The only reason why you slapped me is because you and I both know that I only speak the truth. And as far as Alice goes, I'm not giving her up for you. I will never giver her up for you! Do I make myself clear?"
"Oh crystal fucking clear, fucker de madré, but you just fucked your chance on seeing your kid ever again."
I groaned, feeling defeated. When it came to Jordan I couldn't say no. "Bring her by tomorrow so I can at least say goodbye." She just raised an eyebrow at me. I knew she wanted me to fucking beg. "Please, fuck, I'll even give your money early." I felt the bile rise in my throat as I said the words, but I couldn't let my daughter think I didn't want to see her. Knowing Maria that would be the webs she would spin on it.
"Fine but you better have my fucking money!" She stormed off.
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I took a while to get home that night. I needed to clear my head. I was about to hurt someone that didn't deserve it. Honestly, I was about to hurt two people. Two people that, surprising enough, mean more to me then I ever imaged. Fuck I knew I shouldn't have gotten so attached.
"Hello?" Alice answered her phone, her voice thick with sleep.
"Were you sleeping princess?" I asked, trying to tease her.
"I'm not a princess and I may have dozed off. I thought you got off at three?"
"I did. It was a rough day so I went for a drive to think. A douche bag pissed me the fuck off. Needed to cool off…" I trailed off. Christ, how am I going to tell her that I have to cancel?
"What happened?" she yawned.
"I have to work tomorrow, apparently Mark reneged on his allowing me the day off, he wants me to open and close" It was partially a lie. After the shit with Maria, I asked Mark if I could cover for him. I knew he wouldn't fight me on it.
"That sucks. But I'll see you later right?" Her hopeful voice was crushing me.
"You'll see me for as long as you allow it."
She chuckled, "I don't know whether or not to say that was cryptic or laugh at you for sounding cheesy."
"Well as long as I'm not bleu cheese" I joked. She giggled slightly and yawned again. "Go to bed beautiful, I'll be in your dreams waiting." She laughed again.
"And who says I dream about you?" she teased.
"Ouch kick a man while he's down. I see how it is."
"Good night Jasper. And I'm sorry you had a bad day."
"At least I got to end my day with you." Okay that was fucking cheesy, but shit I was actually smiling now.
"Yeah, that was defiantly cheesy." She laughed.
"Good night Alice"
"Good night Jasper."
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I had managed to get Jordan's Christmas gifts and had them hidden in the store. Since I had no clue where my daughter was during Christmas, I hung on to them. They weren't fancy, but I knew she would like them.
I looked at my watch, it was a little after noon. They would be here shortly. I told Tyler I was taking my lunch as I grabbed the pink starburst acoustic guitar and black cowgirl's hat for her.
From the few times she had visited my mother, she had grown attached to learning the guitar and being a cowgirl, so these seemed appropriate.
Once I was out side I sat down and lit up a smoke. I flipped the zippo around in my hand as I thought about how fucked up things were. I have to pay someone just to see my child, a child that I share with. I work at a music store selling other peoples fucking shit when I want to be taken seriously for my own shit. The most disturbing thing though, was Alice. How the held did I get so hot and cold with her so fast.
Ah, that's right, I never really hated her. Sure from day one it was all about the sex, I lusted for her the minute I saw her on stage. But the fact that I went from thinking she was so into herself to actually kicking myself in the ass for being a dick to her so fast that my head spun, was scaring the shit out of me.
I looked up to see my princess running towards me, slightly ahead of her mother. Her naturally wavy hair danced around behind her as she ran and her big blue-green eyes were wide with excitement.
"Princess!" I called out to her.
"Dad-" She started but was caught by Maria.
"What did I tell you Jordan Marie?" She snarled at her as she grabbed her arm. I took a deep breath refusing to let my self snap at Maria with Jordan around.
"Sorry mama." She said sadly as turned to look at me with wide eyes. "Hi Jasper." she said timidly. My heart broke as she said it. For the life of me I will not understand why Maria was so against letting her call me anything fatherly.
When they reached me, Maria let go of Jordan. I immediately scooped her up in my arms, hugging her tightly and placing kisses all over her face. She giggled and hugged me around my neck.
"I miss you." she whispered so Maria couldn't hear. "And Granny Sam and Twilight miss you too." I smiled at the name of my mom and horse.
"I miss you guys too. So you're starting school huh?" She nodded as I put her down. "Are you excited?" she just shrugged and I laughed. "Well Princess Jordy, Granny tells me you like the guitar, was she fibbin' to me?" I asked and watched her eyes light up.
"No sir," she shook her head adamantly, as her brown hair whipped around. "Granny doesn't lie silly." She scolded as she placed her hands on her hips causing me to laugh.
"Well, that's a good thing then baby girl, because I have this beautiful guitar here that's looking for a home." I said as I handed her the gifts. She immediately put her hat on and smiled at me. "Do you like them?" I asked. She nodded as she sat down.
"Look, I can play a song!" She said and proceeded to play Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star. I was so proud of her, but so torn at the same time. I knew what I had to do, and it was killing me, not to be able to be with my baby girl.
She spent a few minutes telling me about Twilight's attitude towards her mommy, which I was grateful for; and about her new friends she meet at her meet the teacher day. I could have spent hours just sitting there listening to how her five year old brain worked, but Maria had other plans.
"Jordan Marie, we need to get going. Tell Jasper goodbye." At this Jordan looked up at me and her smile disappeared, making my heart drop in my stomach.
"Will I see you again?" She asked as I helped her up.
"If it's written in the stars baby girl, you know I'll be there." She nodded as she glumly took her mom's hand.
I walked them to the car, making sure Jordan was strapped in securely. I was pissed at Maria, she purposely did this. She was the reason why I felt like a stranger to my own damn daughter.
Once I was sure Jordan was safe, I closed the door. "Here's your check." I said as I handed it over to Maria. She didn't say a thing.
"Please be careful and I guess call my mom when you get back. She'll let me know you're safe." She just rolled her eyes but nodded. I went to give her a hug, for the sake of Jordan. As much as I despised Maria at this point in time, I couldn't hate her completely. Because of her I had a beautiful daughter.
"Thank you for letting me say good bye." I said softly before placing a kiss on her cheek. She had other ideas as she moved her head making our lips meet. Before I had a chance to react she had her tongue in my mouth, trying to get mine to move with hers.
I grabbed her shoulders and pushed her back. "I told you, I'm seeing someone. That shit was uncalled for." I hissed at her. She just laughed and got into the car.
I had the distinct feeling of being watched right at that moment at time. I turned slightly; what I saw at that moment made me break out into a cold sweat.
Alice.
She was across the lot, staring at me, her hand over her mouth as she shook her head back and forth.
"I don't want to hurt you Alice."
"Then don't."
Our words echoed in my head as I watched her turn and run away from me.
