He made sure to avoid eye contact with the people Alice greeted. The last thing he wanted was to end up stuck in a conversation because of something as simple as eye contact. Also, Jasper always got a tiny bit annoyed when Matt and Alice decided to talk to other people. In his mind, they didnāt need any other friends. That was just his possessive nature talking though. Jasper ignored the feelings he felt and pushed them down. It wasnāt like he spent any less time with them because of these other friends.
Now Jasper was of course friendly with others, but he didnāt talk to them much. He didnāt even actively seek them out to spend time with them. The only reason he would spend time with someone he didnāt consider a friend, would be for affection. He didnāt use these people though. Jasper made his intentions clear. Jasper hadnāt made one of those types of relationships in a while. His old ones had stopped because the people got in relationships, moved, and or stopped talking to Jasper. They normally stopped talking to him because they finally realized Jasper was serious about not wanting a relationship.
Love was something Jasper did not believe in, so why would he get into a romantic relationship? Love just seemed like a word people used without much thought. Why would he want to waste his time and invest his feelings into someone who may not truly love him? Jasper was pulled out of his thoughts when Alice spoke. She had bent over to wrap her arms around Matt. Jasper squatted in front of them. He wanted to face Alice as she spoke. A mischievous grin graced his face. Anna would call every hour to make sure they were okay?
Jasper debated if he should mess with Alice by telling her he planned on telling Anna they were at a rave with drugs and alcohol. He could tell her he planned on getting so wasted that heād have to be carried home too. Though, Jasper didnāt get to mess with Alice. He noticed she stopped talking before finishing her sentence. He turned his head as he heard her say: āOh noā. He understood why she said it when he saw Austin.
Anger hit Jasper like a truck going 100 mph. His lips pressed together and formed a thin line. He had to make himself take a deep breath to try to calm down. He felt like he normally did before he snapped. Though, Jasper knew he shouldnāt snap at this party. He hadnāt snapped since middle school. There was this guy who bullied his science partner, Oliver. They were partnered for a big project. The project was one that was due in two month from when assigned.
After spending so much time with someone for a project, you get to know the person. Jasper found out about the bullying and did his best to try to protect Oliver. Though, one day Jasper missed school. The bully had beaten up Oliver that day. Jasper snapped as he saw the bully laughing about it with his friends the next day. Jasper slammed the bully into some lockers and proceeded to beat him to a pulp. It took about three people to pull Jasper off of the kid. Oddly enough, Jasper didnāt get in trouble. He knew now he didnāt get in trouble because his mother had the power of persuasion.
Jasper took another deep breath and looked at his friends. He actually looked anger, like he was ready to kill someone. He cleared his throat and gave them a forced smile. āAlice, please do not go anywhere without Matt or me...because if I see Austin messing with you again...I may just throw him into the bonfire,ā he said in a serious tone. He let out a small harsh laugh. He hoped the laugh eased the tension of his words. Hopefully it added the effect that Jasper was joking too, but Jasper wasnāt sure himself if he was joking or not.
He pulled out his flask out from the inside pocket of his black leather jacket. He opened it and took a sip. He had filled it with cinnamon whiskey earlier that day. Jasper never liked the taste of beer, but he did love cinnamon whiskey. He decided a bit of drinking might help him relax. Also, he wouldnāt really get drunk as he had a high tolerance. After a few more sips, he returned the flask to his pocket. Jasper hadnāt really dressed up for the party. He could care less what anyone thought of his outfit. Besides the jacket, he wore a fitted grey t-shirt, tapered black sweats, and black running shoes. He was more ready for the gym than a party.