Sorry I've not really updated in a while, but things have been hectic here. We're sitting lots of exams at school, choosing our subjects and on top of it all, I have a new boyfriend and lots of parties to go to. So you see why I've been unable to update for the past while. But I'm writing now and that's what counts.
Song - Northern Downpour - Panic! at the Disco
I wish I owned Twilight... That'd be so cool!
A blur of ivory and chestnut fled through the open door. Bella had escaped the turmoil of the hall.
Edward started after her, but in a flash, Carlisle was beside Alice and him, holding them by the ears.
"You two. My office. Now. We're going to have a little chat," he demanded in his strict parent voice, dragging them up the stairs.
Esme walked over to Jasper, placing a caring hand upon his shoulder, "You should probably go after her... Remember she was only 'born' a few hours ago."
Faster than you can say Vidal Sassoon, Jasper was out the door and tracking Bella, making sure nobody came to any harm.
Chapter Three - Northern Downpour
It was fairly simple to find Bella, in Jasper's opinion.
She was slouching cross legged in a lush green clearing, and to put it simply, she was out of it, humming to herself. She didn't seem to notice Jasper or anything else for that matter as she wound the long grass around her fingers.
Jasper didn't need to be an empath to know Bella was depressed. Her posture and facial expression gave it away.
The sound of a river flowing past washed away all doubts Jasper had, watching her, and he knew she needed help, as did he. He would help her, and helping her would help him stop mourning over Alice. At least her departure from his heart was a one off, while with Bella, Edward choosing Alice was like reopening old wounds. And it was doubly worse this time. Edward had fallen in love with his so called soul mate's best friend.
Bella froze as the wind's direction changed and she caught the scent of Jasper lurking in the shadows. Her eyes trained on him, she thought to him, 'Esme sent you, didn't she?'
Jasper nodded, 'Yes, she did. Why aren't you thirsty?'
Bella shrugged, 'Honestly? I have no idea.'
She sighed and in a flash, Jasper was right there with her, picking at strands of green and humming along with her.
"Want to talk about it?" He enquired.
She shook her head, knowing exactly what he was talking about as the rain began to drizzle down.
"If all our life is but a dream, fantastic posing greed. Then we should feed our jewellery to the sea. For diamonds do appear to be. Just like broken glass to me. Then she said she can't believe. Genius only comes along in storms of fabled foreign tongues. Tripping eyes and flooded lungs. Northern downpour sends its love. Hey moon, please forget to fall down. Hey moon, don't you go down. Sugarcane in the easy morning. Weathervanes my one and lonely. The ink is running toward the page, it's chasing off the days. Look back at boat feet and winding knee. I missed your skin while you were east. You clicked your heels and wished for me. Through playful lips made of yarn That fragile Virgo* unravelled words like moths upon old scarves. I know the world's a broken bone, but melt your headaches call it home. You are at the top of my lungs. Drawn to the ones who never yawn..."
Bella sang, pouring her heart and soul into the lyrics. Jasper looked with pity at her. How Edward could have left her was beyond him. Even though she wasn't human any more, she was so... fragile.
Bella glared at him. "I resent that. Me? Fragile? No way!" But she was emotionally breaking down despite her strong words and she knew it. It was only a matter of time before...
"Oh, Jasper! What'll I do now? I can't live without Edward! Last time I got involved with motorbikes and cliffs!" She flung her arms around her companion, effectively knocking him over and causing him to exclaim a muffled "Oof!"
His arms were pinned to his sides above his elbows, but he managed to pat her head awkwardly, and refrained from sending out waves of calm, peace and tranquillity though he dearly wanted to calm down the dry-sobbing, shaking vampire with a vice-like grip on his arms. He had enough foresight to see she would refuse to be helped any more than he was helping now.
She eventually released her captive blonde and righted herself before standing. Jasper blinked and shook his head to clear it, remaining on the damp ground. Bella mistook his hesitation and offered her hand to help him up. Jasper's mouth held a hint of a smile at this very human gesture and he allowed her to pull him up.
He then took the chance to actually look at her face. It was paler than when she was human, but there was still a hint of a blush, which was very unusual for a vampire. He'd have to consult Carlisle about that later. Also... her eyes... They were a mix between gold and brown... a kind of brassy colour... They were supposed to be red! That was another thing he'd need to discuss with Carlisle when they got back. This was highly unusual.
"I'm a freak? Again?" She'd misinterpreted his thoughts.
"No. You're not a freak. Just different."
"I'm still weird..."
"Weird is good. It's the same as strange, which is what you call someone when they're different, which is unique, which is good."
"Just something I learned off some website called ..." Jasper shrugged.
Bella laughed, the sound more beautiful than the meadow in which they stood, and Jasper was left reeling, but not quite knowing why...
Well, that was that! If you review before I do the next chapter, you get a virtual cookie and virtual hug!
"Virgo" - It's supposed to be "Capricorn", but in Twilight, Bella's a Virgo, so it made more sense, even if it doesn't quite fit...
Apart from the above Virgo comment, I didn't write the lyrics to Northern Downpour. Those were courtesy of Ryan Ross, who wrote them. They were performed by Panic! at the Disco, one of the most amazing alternate rock bands ever.
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