My2012Series;Book 1:~Love~

Chapter 5- Have To Have Faith

Tuesday; March 27th, 2012

I weekly nodded my head. Just his voice made my heart beat faster.

"I'm Christopher. And I'm gonna guess you're Jasper, right?" He smirked. I nodded as I sat on the bed.

"How'd you know?" I timidly asked.

"You don't look like a RoseMary." Christopher chuckled. But then he got serious again. "Did... Did Kyle and Era already explain the werewolf thing?"

"Kinda." I answered. "I mean, it's not like I believe them or anything..."

"Don't worry, I didn't expect you to. You'll understand when you turn." 

"What does that mean?" I said as he finally sat next to me. Rather close, actually. So close that our legs were touching. Sparks flew up and down my leg, and I didn't know about Christopher, but it was hard for me to hide my feelings. I don't know how I felt, really. Weirded out or happy... I ended up shivering.

"You feel that?" He asked. I nodded. I knew exactly what he meant.

"Good, that's a good sign." Christopher nodded. I just rolled my eyes. I wasn't going to understand, no matter what he said. I gave up on asking questions.

"Anyway, how did your parents take you leaving?" Christopher asked. I stiffened, turned pale white and chuckled nervously.

"They didn't." I whispered.

"What do you mean they didn't?"

At that moment, I snapped. I went crazy. Look, here's a boy, and I look at him, I feel... a feeling that I've never felt before! I've never met him, never seen him, and yet here he is, telling me he's a freaking werewolf! Telling me I'm his mate! Telling me two people downstairs are vampires... Telling me I'm to become a wolf soon. Who the hell would be crazy enough to believe that bullshit!? And now he's asking me to tell him my life story, like he's been there, done that, or he thinks he know's me inside out? I. Don't. Think so. 

But, no, I just have to be one of those gentle people. I unclenched the fists I'd made and let out the breath I'd been holding, and I looked at Christopher.

"Let's... let's not go there. Actually, let's take it a step back. 

"No offense, but do you really think I'm crazy enough to believe in werewolves? Believe there are people out there with fangs and who drink blood? Believe you, of all people, are supposed to be my so-called mate? I've known you for two seconds, for my sake! I'm not crazy enough to believe in fairy tales and love stories. I don't know what you take me for, but I'm not a fool."

And with that little speech, I walked out. I left Christopher in the dust.

I guess I wasn't that gentle.

I wasn't about to hang around. I walked straight out the door and just kept walking... and walking and walking. I hardly knew were I was going.  Soon I found myself in the city. I found the lights around me and other people around, giggling with smiling faces, having a good old time...

I began to cry. Why can't I be one of those people? You know, with the normal lives, why does mine have to be so hard? At least they have parents who don't hit them, a regular boyfriend or girlfriend, no werewolves involved... I cried harder. I was so jealous, and I had a right to be. I was lost here on my own, right back were I started. 

In an ally, in the rain, crying my guts out.

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Wednesday; March 28th, 2012

"Jazz? Wake up, time to go home." Were the first soothing words I herd. For a second I had no Idea were I was, but then I remembered. And I realized It was Kyle speaking to me.

I slapped his hand away from my shoulder in rage. "I don't want to. I'm staying right here. And don't call me that." I looked at the ground. I don't want to go back to that house, I didn't want to face Christopher.

"Jasper, I know how you feel. I know exactly how you feel, trust me. I was in the same boat-"

"Kyle, you have no clue. I've been through more that you can even imagine." I spat back in anger and guilt. I was only angry because I felt guilty. I was mad at myself, I was mad at the world for making my life this way.

"I know exactly what you've been through. I can see it. It's a weird thing I got when I became a vampire. I can read you heart, not your mind. I can read it like the words in a book." Kyle took a big breath and sat on the damp ground next to me.

"Tell me." I urged.

"You don't believe." He said simply. "You think it's just a bunch of lies. That's why you ran out here, you think no one understands you. You were abused by your adoptive father for a few years. You know the rest.

"Jasper, I feel the pain, I know you're hurting. Let me help, give Christopher a chance. Sorry, there's really no way to prove we're a home full of werewolves and vampires. You just have to have faith. you'll understand when you change. Just... Just come home. Please? Christopher is literally dieing without you-"

"What?" I almost screamed. "What do you mean he's-"

"Werewolves only have a limited time to find their mate. Until age sixteen." I slowly calmed myself. Okay, he found me, he should be fine, right?

"No." Kyle answered my thoughts. "Love needs to be present."

"Kyle, this is my problem. I just met him yesterday. You asking me to love someone I've known for two seconds-" I explained. It felt good to spill everything for once. I didn't feel so trapped anymore.

"I'm not asking you to go make out with him in a closet or something," Kyle smiled, making me chuckle. "I'm just asking you to be willing to try..."

I was feeling guilty, but the least I could do was give him a chance. Heck, maybe, in some crazy, impossible way, all of it is true. Maybe I'll become a werewolf. After all, it would be kinda cool.

"That's the spirit." Kyle smirked, helping me up, and we drove home.

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I was worried, worried bad. I couldn't take it anymore, I didn't want to ask Kyle to intrude on Christopher's feelings, but I didn't have a choice. I feared I'd explode if I wasn't sure.

"Kyle, is he mad at me? Please tell me he's not mad at me-"

"Never. He's worried sick. He just wants you safe. Jasper, he loves you. A lot. It makes me dizzy just to think about it. Don't be worried, he'd never be mad at you."

I exhaled heavily, clutching my chest. He wasn't mad... I know I'd be mad at me if I'd went off on me like that. I guess he's not that kind of person.

Kyle parked and I basically ran into my room, only to find Christopher there, just like I'd left him. he stood, and I never even gave him a chance to breathe before I hugged him tight. He hugged me back. There was my sorry and there was his forgiveness. With no words.

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