Me: Hm. I didn't expect anyone to review…I'm a little surprised…
Jasper: Don't trust yourself to write that good?
Me: Mm…I suppose. Anyway as I always say…
Edward: Onward! *smiles innocently*
Me: *flips him the bird and mocks his smile*
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight! Mwahaha…But I own my iPod! YESH! Ipod touch babeh!
I was sitting on the couch, reading a book on the Civil War when Edward came into the house. It was about five in the morning, and I looked up at him, raising an eyebrow.
"What's up, Ed?" I asked, closing my book, but keeping my place with one of my slim, pale white fingers.
"Where is everyone?" He asked, confused. He tilted his head to the side and tried listening.
"Hunting," I answered going back to my book.
"Damn," He cursed silently.
"What?" I asked.
"I need to go hunting. Really bad. What about you?" Edward asked, obviously wondering why I was here and not out hunting as well.
"I hunted yesterday," I answered lifting my head so he could see my clear golden irises.
"Do you think…I mean, I need…," he sighed, exasperated.
I pursed my lips. The emotions that were eminating off him were obviously swirling around an internal struggle. Trust, worry, a little anger splashed in. I felt them all, and could view them as different colors moving around. Dark blue for trust, deep lavender for worry, and finally some bits of red for the anger.
He sighed again, running a hand through his hair. "I told Bella that Alice would pick her up mid-afternoon. Around lunch time of course, possibly a bit earlier. But…" His eyes trailed to me for a moment. "She's not here."
His voice took on a sour tone. I raised an eyebrow at him.
"And…?" I asked, waving my hand for him to continue.
"I want you to pick her up and bring her here until the rest of them get here. Can you…handle that?" He asked carefully.
I narrowed my eyes at him. Obviously, my brother lacked trust in me. I closed my book forcefully and slammed it down on the table. Thank god it didn't break. Esme would have killed me.
"Of course I can, brother," I spat at him angrily.
I stood up and headed for the garage.
"It's too early," Edward called at me.
"I don't really care. Just go hunt." I muttered, grabbing the keys to Alice's Porsche on my way out.
I backed out of the drive quickly, and I saw a flash of Edward as he disappeared into the forest.
I arrived at Bella's minutes later. I sat out there, listening, and letting my temper go down. None of them would forgive me if something happened to Bella. I matched my breathing to her breathing resonating from her room. She seemed…pissed? Angry? Confused? Emotions I never witnessed before from her or my family stuck with me. Doubt? Unbelieving?
I heard her huff angrily, and I knew that it was time to let her know that I was here. I leaned back in my seat and honked the horn. I saw her go to the window and then I heard her throwing random clothes in a bag. It had just started raining moments later, and she came out with out an umbrella. Maybe she didn't know? Was out of it for a bit perhaps? I grinned. I could handle this.
She ran out to the car and opened the passenger door not even looking my way.
"Hey, Alice. Does Charlie know?" She asked closing the door quickly, and placing her stuff in her lap.
"Yes, but I'm not Alice," I answered softly.
She turned to look at me, and I felt surprise emitting from her.
"Oh. Hi Jasper." She answered, her face twisting up with confusion.
I chuckled and put the car into drive backing out quickly and whipping around to go back home.
"Sorry it's not Alice or anyone else. They all went hunting, but I went yesterday." I told her, smiling over in her direction.
"I see." Was her reply.
The car drive home, though only a few minutes, felt like forever. I didn't want to taste her blood…at least, I didn't think so. No, this was something entirely different. I wanted to protect her; keep her safe if anything. To prove to my brother, and my entire family, that I could handle this.
Finally, we pulled into the drive and I went into the garage to get out of the rain. I stopped the car, opened my door, and ran around to her side to let her out.
"Oh. Thanks, Jasper." She said grinning at me.
Her presence was intoxicating, and I couldn't help grinning back. I took her bag of stuff, with her permission of course, and ran it up to Edward's room. When I came back downstairs, she was sitting in a chair. I sat on the couch and picked up my book to continue reading.
I was halfway through my book before new emotions overrode me. Hesitation? Worry? I looked up at Bella and her chocolate eyes met my golden ones.
"Anything the matter?" I asked softly, setting my book down.
"Well, you know that I've never been quite…comfortable around you…," she began.
I nodded my head; of course I did. Edward made a point to remind me a lot.
"But…I need someone to talk to…someone who will understand how I am feeling and where I am coming from…could you…listen to me? I don't want you to laugh…" She muttered, biting her lip.
I patted the seat on the couch next to me and she hesitantly rose, and sat down next to me. I turned my body to face her.
"I'm all ears," I said.
"Well, it's just…it all feels like a dream…like I'm going to wake up and you all will be gone. I really don't want that. I know that I love Edward and every one of you. I don't want to realize that none of this is real and be hurt by it so much…" She whispered.
I nodded my head at her, completely understanding.
"Sometimes, it does feel like a dream. All this super speed and powers like superheroes, it is very overwhelming. I understand what you are feeling completely, and I do understand."
And I really did understand. If Edward were here, he would reassure her he was not leaving and then not understand at all, making her withdraw in herself even more.
"You don't have to worry about anything. I will always be here for you, no matter what. All of us will." I said, smiling gently at her.
Her eyes, glassy as she looked at me, brightened immensely.
"Thank you! Thank you for understanding…you have no idea what it means to me!" She exclaimed. Then she hugged me.
I was surprised by this, but eventually I did hug her back. Her chocolate tresses smelled like strawberries, a fruit I used to enjoy very much. She leaned back away from me and began biting her lip again. Worry came out of her again.
"What is it?" I questioned, confused now.
"No one…will know about this will they? I want it to be a secret…I want to be able to talk to you...share things with you. I want you and me to be friends." She said.
I chuckled at her.
"We already are friends. And as for my lips and my mind, they are sealed, as long as you can keep your lips shut." I answered, poking her nose.
"Well, I don't know about my dreams…I do sleep talk…but alright then. By the way, what are you reading?" She asked.
I began telling her how I had participated in the Civil war when I was turned, and I wanted to know how it did end out. She seemed actively interested, asking questions when I felt her confusion, and finally understanding as to why I was reading it.
"Are any of your friends in there?" She asked abruptly.
I smiled at her.
"I didn't have many friends in the war. All of my friends were seventeen and still at home when I started out in the war. Plus, if you made friends in the war, you were bound to lose them eventually. There were many I conversed with easily, and I enjoyed their company, but I did not have any friends, to answer your question."
She frowned; something that did not belong on her pale, heart shaped face.
"You must have been so lonely."
I chuckled. Always thinking about others. I was…happy she was so concerned.
"I suppose I was. But I made it up for being the best I could be. The best I could be to my troops; my family." I said.
I glanced at the clock. It had been an hour and a half since I picked her up. Someone was bound to come soon.
A new set of emotions launched themselves at me. Worry and fear. My face contorted around my frown.
"What is it?" Bella asked, poking my cheek.
She seemed so carefree around me now, but maybe that was because she now knew me better.
"Edward is coming. He didn't…trust me to do this. He doesn't think I can handle it, but I did a good job didn't I?" I asked, my eyes searching hers.
She grinned at me.
"Of course!" She answered happily.
And we both got up off the couch, ready to greet Edward when he came through the door.
Me: Aha. This is dedicated to…Elizabeth I suppose for being so forceful on me. Shoving me down and telling me, 'TYPE!'
Elizabeth: WEEE!!! YAY!
Jasper: Review as always!