A/N: Watched New Moon tonight, and thought of this... (GO TEAM JASPER!!!)
"AAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" I yell to the sky. "WHY? WHY MUST I HAVE SUCH AN IDIOTICALLY LOW TOLERANCE LEVEL? I DON'T WANT TO BE THIS WAY!" With the way I'm yelling, I'd be hoarse, if I were human.
"Jasper?" The voice stops me in my rampage. I turn, not worrying to act like a human. There she stands. I must look like a deer in the headlights. I hate for her to see me this way, so I bite my lip, and turn away. She walks over to me.
"Jasper...." She speaks so low that even I can barely hear her. Her emotions are worried... probably for the both of us.
I open my mouth, with no idea as to what I'll say. "I... I shouldn't have been there.... I should've left." Again, not having to put on my show, I let my accent come out.
"No, Jazz, Bella's not mad at you."
"Of course she's not!" I'm yelling again. "SHE somehow, miraculously, has no aversion to us! To ME!" My love looks as if she would cry, if she could.
"Bella's not mad at you." I'm so angry at myself, I almost don't hear her. I smell a deer, and run off to hunt it. I can't help it. I leave her, my only thoughts on my anger and hunger. Finding the animal, I pounce. The feeling of my teeth sinking into it's skin is amazing. I'm even cleaner than usual on this feeding. No blood can be lost. As I'm drinking, she appears, having obviously walked. With my bloodlust at least partially satiated, I can focus again. I let myself feel her emotions, which are hard to read. She can't decide what to think. I read sadness, hunger, anger, love, sympathy... They flash by in nanoseconds. The sadness, love, and anger must be for me.....
I watch Jasper slowly stand. I only hope he's trying to detach himself from my emotions. I don't want him to know what I'm currently feeling.... It would only make him feel worse. He turns to face me, but he won't meet my eyes. I step forward, and put my arms around his waist. "Jasper....," I begin.
"I'm sorry," he cuts me off. "I- I didn't mean to." His accent is so beautiful. Everything about him is.
"Oh, no, Jazz. I know you didn't mean to. It's nothing to worry about. I wanted it too...," I tell him. "You shouldn't feel guilty. You're still learning."
"I don't want to hurt Edward that way. I scared him, Alice." I give him the smile I always give when I'm sure of something, especially from visions.
"Don't worry, darling. He'll forgive you. He's just going to take..... extra precautions to protect her." I had to stop myself from saying "to make us leave", as Edward wants to share that news himself. Of course, that will also make Jasper feel guilty.
He bites his lip, a habit he's formed when something is difficult. I look into his newly bright butterscotch eyes. He puts his right hand on my back, between my shoulder- blades. His other goes to my hair, scrunching it. Then he presses me against him, in an extremely tight hug. I breathe in his scent, and lust fills my body. His smell always does that to me.... As do hugs like this. To stop myself from doing something stupid, I say, "Hey, Jazz?" He lets up enough for me to look into his eyes. I smile at him. "Does it count if I forgive you?" I hope he feels the love and happiness that radiates from me. Hmm... Amazing how his hugs can change my outlook this much.
He moves the hand in my hair to trace my jawline, and tip my head up more. "Of course it does, beautiful." Then he kisses me.
Jasper and I lay together, in the bed we have only for the reason we just used it. We stay there, staring into each other's eyes. After a while, probably about an hour, he moves close to me. He wraps his left arm under me, and lays his hand on my stomach. He lays his right arm across my chest, and puts it on the side of my head, his thumb stroking my cheek. "Alice... my love, my light, my darling.... My life..." I sigh in happiness. I think he's forgiven himself...