Chapter 4

okay, i shared this story with my bff from school and she was like, 'uh you know your two main chaters are from twilight' and i was like 'damn!' so if you noticed i swear to god i didn't notice and the paragraphs are being mean so hang in there.

I sat-up quickly. It was today. Today was the day. No, it couldn’t be. I glanced over at my calenderer. Yes, today was the day. Okay, what I needed to do was calm down. I started to take deep even breaths. I tried to slowly count to ten. 1….2…..3….4….5….6….oh screw it, I thought I jumped out of bed and got dressed. I wore casual clothes; he wouldn’t be coming until around 4 this afternoon. I glanced at my clock. It read to be only 8:28. I went down stairs to go let my dogs inside. Every other night in the summer and early fall and late spring we let the dogs sleep outside, since they seemed to enjoy it so much. They came in and I watered and fed them. They followed me as I went back up the stairs; I decided that because I had so much time on my hands I would read. I reached my bedroom and took the door into my library. I took a deep breath of air. I love the smell of books. The room was a deep purple color, similar to the one in the dining room. The roof was completely made out of glass. This was the one reason that I adored being in the attic. On cloudless nights the starts were so beautiful it was breath-taking. The book shelves were a deep mahogany color. At the end of the room was a large rug with two comfy looking chairs and a couch and a stone electric fire place. Right next to the fire place was a door that led into my living room. The dogs immediately ran to the rug and laid by the fireplace and just looked at me. I laughed and turned the fire on. I wandered aimlessly through the selves looking for a book I wanted to read. I finally choose a good novel, one I hadn’t read in while but I faintly remembered it being a good book. I sprawled out on the couch and open the book. I remember correctly that it was a good book. I was hooked by the first sentence. I didn’t realize how long I was reading when Jasper came in. I didn’t realize that he was there until he lifted me up and sat me on his lap. I continued to read. He seemed satisfied with just having me sit there. He stroked my hair and was humming to himself again. “Good book?” he broke the silence. I put the book down slowly, “I think its okay.” “Sure,” he laughed, “you’ve been reading that book nonstop for the past six hours.” Six hours! I thought what time is it? I tried doing the math in my head. Simple math had never been my forte, nor has it been doing math in my head. “It’s almost 2:30.” He whispered in my ear, “You hungry?” I nodded. “I’ll bring you up a sandwich then, since apparently you don’t want to stop reading. That okay?” I picked up my book and started to read again, “Not fighting you with this one.” He laughed as he walked out the door. 15 minutes later he brought back up a turkey sandwich and a bottle of water. He sat it by the little table next to the chair and again sat me on his lap and petted me while I read and ate my lunch. He seemed peaceful closing his eyes and humming until I noticed something. I slammed my book down, a little harder than intended and looked at him. He opened one eye and looked at me, “What?” “You’re not working,” I pointed out accusingly. He opened both eyes and sat up a little straighter. “Yea, isn’t a person allowed to take the afternoon off when their son is coming to visit him and hasn’t seen him in 75 years?” I looked at him suspiciously, but then settled back to read. “Besides,” he slumped in the chair again making me readjust myself, “I’m done with all of my at home stuff right now and if I was to work anymore I’d have to go to L.A. California and I wasn’t planning to do that until next week.” I put my book down slowly, California…he’d never gone out that far before. Not that I really knew where I was. All I knew was that it was somewhere northern because we had winters and because of the type of trees that grew here. In an off guess I’d say Ohio, even though I didn’t even know if I was in the US anymore. I sighed. He opened his eyes and looked at the clock on the wall. It said it was 3:15. “You better go get dressed. Akumamaru will be here any minute.” I went into my bedroom. There were clothes laid out on the bed, I suppose Jasper or John put them there. I took them into the bathroom to go get them on. I had a corset top with a skirt that just flowed with my every movement and fishnet stockings. The skirt was about a foot long on one end and 2 ½ on another so it made a diagonal line across my legs. The strings to the corset were in the back so I tied it up as best I could and walked into the library. Jasper was still sitting there almost as if he never moved. “Jasper, could you…” I motioned toward my back. “Sure.” He stood up. Every time he does that it scares me. He just is so tall, almost seven feet and lean. With his long black hair I don’t know how anyone couldn’t mistake him for being a vampire. He finished up tying me and wrapped his arms around my waist and put his head on top of mine. “You nervous girlie?” He quietly asked. “No” “You lie” “How….”         “You’re shaking, and you know if it makes you feel better I am too,” he sighed and said much more quietly, “I am too.” Just the door bell rang. I jumped, he just straightened up slowly and reached out for my hand, “You ready to go?” I hesitantly took it and we walked out of my room and down the stairs together. That’s when I first saw him, Akumamaru. He was studying a painting on the wall. He seemed very much like his father, tall, lean with dark hair, yet different too. His hair was short and spiked in the back with emo bangs that had blonde highlights in them. When he turned around I could see his pale skin and black eyes. Well, eye I could only see one because of his hair, but the one I did see had a thick eye linear all around it. He carried a torn and tattered bag in one hand and on his back was an electric guitar, an instrument that Jasper didn’t approve of. As soon as he saw of his face lit up. “Dad!” he came round and gave his dad a big hug. Jasper awkwardly hugged his son back. “And who is this beautiful lady here?” Jasper frowned, “I’m sure I told you about Alice.” “Ah yes, yes your ‘house guest’, you old pedophile you,” he playfully punched Jasper in the arm, “but I will admit she is a pretty little thing. Even more beautiful than how you described her and looking awful delicious” He reached out to touch my face. I took a step back and grabbed Jaspers arm, Jasper just let a little snarl escape. “Geez! Fine! If you gotta be territorial like that.” He took a couple steps back and winked at me. “John will take your things up to your room. In the mean time may I suggest that we head for the living room?” Jasper said formally seeming to have forgotten Akumamaru’s behavior. John appeared and took Akumamaru’s bags. He turned to me, “Alice I set your tea already in the living room for you.” Then he swiftly departed up the stairs. I could only guess which guest room he was going to be put in. “Tea! Blech! How…humanly.” He looked at me with almost seeming hunger in his eyes. I sat in the uncomfortable silence of the living room for a long time until Jasper finally asked him what he was doing here. He just threw the question off asking if he needed an excuse to visit his dad. More silence, the clock rang 10 o’clock, 11o’clock, midnight and than when it rang 1 o’clock I excused myself to go to bed. Jasper told me that he would be up soon. I started to walk out of the room when he came up behind me grabbed me by my waist and kissed me on the cheek. He was so close I could feel the rise and fall of his chest with each breath. “I’m sorry,” he whispered. I put my saucer and tea cup in the sink in the kitchen on my way upstairs. I didn’t like Akumamaru. I don’t know why, but there was just something about him, something almost familiar, something edgy. I sighed. Jasper never came upstairs that night to tuck me into bed. It’s not like he’s not done it before. He’s had to gone out of town for work and stuff, but it just felt different. I had a feeling a lot of things would become different and I had a strong feeling it was cause of Akumamaru.