Jeff's pov
Its been a couple months and I heard from a victims tv that a girl in Willow Creek California was found dead. And the picture of the house made me freeze. It was her house. The victim I planned to return to when I finished my work. So now I'm running miles to find her. They claim that the body was burnt in the bathroom shower. But others say she commited suicide.
Why would she do that? I have to know if this is true or not. Jasper can't die, she didn't seem that much of an idiot. Maybe I misjudged her. She was right when she said I barely knew her. Just thinking about her cutting herself seemed dumb. But suicide? It just didn't seem right. I stalked up to her house. The windows were boarded up and old police tape surrounded the house. It seemed oddly quiet and lonely. I went up to the door and opened it. I didn't smell death like I thought I would. Instead I smelled wet paint.
I followed the weird scent and ended up in the bathroom. Stains of red paint was splattered on the wall. What the fuck? "Jeff? What are you doing here?" I turned to see Jasper. "Your not dead" I grabbed her and hugged her tightly. "Why would I be dead?" she pushed away from me with a bag of stuff in her hands.
"Why is your house like this?" I asked gesturing to the boarded window. "I found a dead body in my bathroom with strange red paint splatters on the walls...it was an off day for me so I went to sleep thinking it was a dream but when I went to the bathroom my slow mind realised I had a dead body in my bathroom" she shrugged her shoulders. "Shouldn't you be in L.A. right now?" she asked as I followed her outside. "I came here because I heard on the news that someone died and it showed your house" I crossed my arms.
"I'm in the woods with only a couple houses near me. Not surprising" she had a good point. "Okay, but did it have to be your house?" I growled. "Why do you care? Your a killer! It probably wouldn't phase you if I died" Jasper whispered to me angrily. That hurts........"Jasper, it would phase me if you died because you are one of the few people who don't mind me" she raised an eyebrow. "One of the few? So I'm not the only one who thinks about your well being?" she gave me a hard cold stone glare.
"So why don't you go to 'one' of your 'few' and leave me alone" she asked and turned from me. Jasper seems oddly out of character the way she gets jealous. But as soon as she started walking away from me I walked behind her. "You can't escape me" I said. "It's best that I do for my own health" she scratched her hand. "Its been pretty long, why are you itching your hand?" I ran up to her. "Because I got bit again!" she shouted. I grabbed her hand and looked at it. No she didn't get bit again it got worse.
"Why do you live right now?" I asked. "In a house about two blocks from here, why?" Jasper gave me her annoyed attention. "You'll see" I whispered to her and kissed her neck with my teeth. She pulled away and glared at me then walked off. I followed from a distance with my hood on. She went into her new house and then I went behind her house and broke in. It was the kitchen and she threw her hands in the air.
"No escape is there?" she crossed her arms. "Look I don't know what I did to piss you off but I just like you to know I walked I don't know how many miles and you tell me that?" she looked away and sighed.
"You piss me off because....because, I uh...nevermind its not important. Heard you killed a family yesterday" and she's changing the subject. Nope! I won't allow it. "I'm the older one here and I say we stay on the subject on why I piss you off. I'd love to know" she blushed when I said 'love'. What a girl thing to do. "See, l-love is a strong word to use. And uh, is it getting hot in here?" Jasper you try to hard to change the subject.
"Look I love you thats all and I hate you for leaving! I know it sounds stupid because your a killer you don't know what love means and you probably care more about the people who care for you" she got some ice cream out of the fridge and started eating it. Red as a damn tomato. "And well lets face it I've never killed in my life because I'm sane and smart enough not to get my ass thrown in jail." That hurt more than I would have liked it to.
"This won't work out between us because nothing in my life ever goes correctly. I was hoping you would return so I could fuck you and on the other hand I was hoping you wouldn't return so I didn't, and I just said I wanted to fuck you didn't I? Well shit" hard to understand her babbling when her mouth is full of velvet ice cream but I think I heard the part about wanting to fuck me if I returned. "Yeah I think so" she blushed redder- if that was even remotely possible.
"Well I think you should leave because this love I have going on in my head won't end well" Jasper stared at me with longing. At least I know I wasn't the only one wanting to fuck. I walked over to her and kissed her.
Jasper's pov
He tastes like pie....cherry pie....."Did you have pie?" I asked as he kissed me roughly. "Yeah" he answered and got back to kissing me. "Damn it" he said pulling away from me. "What?" I asked. "I'm hard and I don't have a condom so getting inside you won't happen. Your to young for kids" my ear tips burned along with my red face.
Should I tell him I accidently bought condoms because I thought they were balloons? "I have some" I said. He gave me a look. "Bitch you better be a virgin still, its my job to fuck you" I covered my face. "I thought they were balloons." I wanted to laugh at my own stupidity. Which I did because he cracked up. "I love you!" he laughed. His creepy carved smile made me warm.
We went to my room.
He shoved me on the bed and got right to it. His shirt came off and I felt like a fucking fangirl! He's got abs!
