Rescue Me

Chapter Eighteen.

"Good morning, good morning, we've talk the whole night through…"

"No we haven't."

Alice glared at her giant brother and continued to sing the cheerful song as she poured herself a glass of orange juice.

"Good morning, good morning to you. Good morning, good morning, it's great to stay up late. Good morning, good morning to you," she picked up a lice of toast, added butter and marmite and took a bite, chewed, swallowed and continued with the song, "When we left the movie show the future wasn't bright. But came the dawn, the show goes on and I don't want to say goodnight. So say good morning!"

"Not at the breakfast table Alice," Esme said as she entered the kitchen carrying the laundry basket, full to the top with all their dirty clothes.

"Sorry Esme," Alice apologised before scoffing down her toast, "I don't need a lift this morning, I'm picking Jasper up in my own car today."

"Your car?" Edward asked in surprise, "You're taking your car to school?"

"Yes. What's wrong with that?" Alice asked.

"It's a Porche," Emmett pointed out.

"I do know what my car is Emmett," Alice snapped.

"Yeah but…a Porche…at our school…" he muttered, "People have a fit when we turn up in Rosalie's convertible. What do you think they'll do when they see your very noticeable, very expensive yellow Porche?"

"Stare," Alice shrugged, finishing her toast and standing up, "I'll see you all at school." She picked up her school bag and grabbed her car keys from the little row of hooks on the wall in the kitchen. "Bye Esme." She kissed her mothers cheek before heading into the garage.

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Arriving at the spot she'd dropped Jasper off at before she cut the engine of her car, sitting back in her seat. She had no idea when he would be coming out of the house but she'd arrived so early that even if he didn't come out for half an hour they'd still get to their school with plenty of time.

After five minutes of waiting in silence Alice couldn't take it any more, she turned the key in the ignition only enough to turn the radio on. Unfortunately what was on the radio was truly awful and so she leaned across the car and opened the glove compartment, grabbing a handful of the loose CD's she kept in there. Flicking through them she eventually settled on a Kelly Clarkson CD.

Wrong choice.

It was the CD with all her depressing songs on, the one that was all about being alone and people leaving her and being sad. By the time she got the sixth song she couldn't take it any more and pushed the eject button, sticking in a random CD next time and hoping it was cheerful.

It was, it was the soundtrack to the musical by Monty Python - 'Spamalot'. This was much better, light and cheerful. Pressing the button to put the CD on random she settled back and very soon she was singing along at the top of her voice to the classic song known by everyone. 'Always Look On The Bright Side Of Life'.

She was checking her make-up in the rear view mirror when she noticed the door to Jasper's house had been flung open. Watching with wide eyes she saw her boyfriend walk out of the house only to be grabbed by the man who had followed him. The man was shouting at him but she couldn't hear what he said over the music. Jasper pulled away, stumbling down the steps and shaking his head. As he rushed out onto the pavement the man, Alice assumed it was Jasper's father, threw the beer bottle after Jasper, the glass shattering on the ground.

He hurried along the street and she saw it in his eyes when he saw the car. They widened almost comically and he turned back to look at the man now leaning heavily against the doorframe, shouting after him. When he started walking towards the car she knew exactly what he was thinking, he was trying to come up with an explanation of what she had just seen. She smiled softly at him when he climbed into the passenger seat, shoving his bag between his feet.

"Sorry," he mumbled quickly, "My dad's just had some bad news and I didn't do my chores either. He doesn't usually shout like that…"

"Oh," she mumbled softly, "You know you can tell me the truth…"

"That-That is the truth," he stuttered. Alice sighed. "It is. He's not normally like that. He's just having a bad day. It's nothing…I promise."

Alice couldn't believe him.

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A/N So now Alice has seen a tiny bit of what Jasper is trying to hide…what is she gonna do about it? Any suggestions are welcome, they might be better than what I've thought up after all. LOL.