90I've wanted to do a JasperxAlice fanfic for a while now and I really like this idea. I'm having a lot of fun with it at the minute. I hope you like it, I'd love to have some reviews to know if you liked it, if you didn't...what was good, what was bad etc. Anyway, enjoy!
The images flashed before me again, so unclear...so hazy. My future self is shaking, on a grey stiff bed in a lonely room. The walls are dull and patchy, looking as if they are going to fall down at any moment. I am surrounded by screams, cries and moans but I can see nobody. There is nobody to talk to and all I can do is sit in this dank, dark room and hope that sleep will come and my dreams will take me far away. The door is locked, bolted shut so there is no escape. I'm a prisoner.
I woke up, screaming. My eyes were watering and I raised my shaking hands to my face. I could hear footsteps rush to my room and Edward, my brother, burst in. Freezing as he saw my tears, an understanding sympathetic looking crossed his face. He edged slowly towards me. I held my arms out to him and he threw himself forward, his arms wrapped around me as I cried into his shoulder.
"It was the same...It's always the same." I choked out.
He moved away and I panicked. My hand grabbed his shirt.
"Don't go, not yet." My voice was quiet.
He nodded and breathed out slowly, shifting himself so he was sitting beside me.
"Was it the grey room again?" He whispered.
I bit my lip and nodded. My eyes began to water again as I tried to choke back my sobs. His arms encircled me again and I moved my head to rest on his shoulder. I heard his sigh and feel the weight of his head on mine. We sat in silence for a few minutes, I was just happy to have company and to be away from that horrible locked room that haunted me, even when I wasn't dreaming.
"I think...I...know what that place is...Alice. I think I know what you're dreaming about." His voice was hesitant and uncertain.
I jerked back from him, trying to stutter out words that never came. I looked to him, hoping my eyes would portray my confusion. His face was pained.
"I heard out parents talking...about you...they want to. To Err..." He stopped, shaking his head and breathing in sharply. "To send you..."
He stopped again and I felt his arm tighten around me. He tried to speak a few times but stopped, shaking his head in disgust and muttering in a low voice I could not understand.
"Edward, what is it?" I sounded a lot more panicked than I had meant to. "Where?"
"An asylum, Alice." He said quickly, as if telling me any quicker would affect how I reacted.
I felt my whole body freeze and tense. Everything seemed to slow down as the shock and the hurt overwhelmed me. The tears came and this time, I made no attempt to stop them. Edward manoeuvred himself so he was sitting in front of me. His hands grasped my shoulders and I bowed my head down, trying to hide my tears even though I knew he had already seen them.
"Look at me."
My head remained still, despite his request. He shook me gently and I slowly raised my head to look at him. His face was close to mine and had a very serious expression.
"Alice, I won't allow it. You might not be quite...normal."
I looked away, hurt. His fingers moved to hold my face and gently and pulled it back to look at him.
"Sorry." He waited for a nod to show my acceptance before continuing. "I love you Alice and I am not having my little sister in one of those places."
I smiled weakly at him and sighed, leaning back against the frame of my bed and closing my eyes. I thought about the grey room again and now that it was real, that it existed and it was waiting for me, it was more frightening than it had ever been. I was to be put there...to be betrayed by the ones I loved the most. I heard Edward shift slightly, unsure of what to do.
"There's nothing we can-"
"There is." He interrupted me. "We're leaving, Alice. I have already said, I won't allow it and if running away is what we must do to keep you from...that then I am more than willing to run away."
I gasped and stared at him for a few seconds, dumbstruck. I pulled my knees in towards me and his hands slid away from my shoulder. His arms hanged at his sides but his urgent gaze stayed on mine.
"I couldn't ask you to do that." I murmured, my voice lacking emotion. I stared at my knees and avoided his gaze.
He chuckled darkly. "You aren't asking, I'm telling you. We're running away and no amount of protesting from you will stop that."
He slid across my bed and stood up. He grinned at me and held out his hand. My gaze switched frantically between his friendly face and his outstretched hand.
"We can't." I sighed. "You can't."
He groaned and his grin fell slightly but his eyes remained bright and happy. He sunk down to kneel beside my bed and I turned to face him. He sighed as I could see him trying to find words to convince me.
"Alice." He started, leaning forwards slightly. "What I can't do is function in my life without you. You're the one person that's always there...my rock. I could not live with myself if I simply let you be taken away." He looked down towards the floor, his voice adopted a sombre tone. "I'm glad I found out, so I could save you from this."
He reached across and gently prised my hand from my knee, taking my hand in between his.
"Let me save you..Please."
He then stood up again and let go of my hand, leaving his hand outstretched. I was left with the choice. My brother had so much to live for and I wanted to think that he'd do everything he wanted without me but I wasn't stupid, I knew better. He would allow the guilt to consume him and he would become a shadow of them man I saw before me. I cursed inwardly, he had made the choice for me and forced me into it.
My hand reached for his and I accepted my fate, I would become a runaway.