A/N: I want to thank everyone who has read, reviewed, favorited, or any combination of these three. It makes me smile to see that there are people who like Darksper as much as I do and trust me, you haven't seen anything yet! :)
I watched in fear as Jasper hung up the phone, and whirled around towards me. He walked to me and crouched down, as he told me that my receiving the call wasn't my fault. What shocked me most, though, was that he said that he wouldn't punish me for the call. He had told me over and over that I would be punished even if something wasn't my fault, yet he was going back on it.
I felt his fingers touch my cheek, and couldn't help but cower away. "I did not mean to shove you to the ground, Isabella. Are you alright?" I looked away from him, not wanting to talk to him. "You're crying?" I felt his fingers brush against my cheek. "I didn't mean to make you cry."
"Don't touch me," I snapped, feeling his fingers leave. There was a strange feeling I had never felt before and I couldn't place it. I just knew that I wanted him to touch me again.
"Don't." I knew that I shouldn't have been mad at him, but I couldn't help it. I wanted my dad to hold me and tell me that everything was okay. I wanted to go to coven meetings. I wanted to go to school, and go to college like other kids my age. I just wanted everything back to normal. "I just want to go home. I want to see my family. I want to go out with my friends and have fun. Why can't you understand that?"
He began rubbing my arm as he asked, "Isabella, do you remember what we discussed? Do you want to be alone? That's what will happen if you return to your family." I shook my head. I didn't ever want to be alone. I didn't want be left alone, like I was when my mom stuck me in a garbage can for two days before I was found. "Your father's a cop. He will eventually die. That human and the female vampire both have their mates. They won't want you anymore. You will be alone if you return."
"I don't want to be alone," I cried as I looked up at him. "Don't leave me alone."
He lifted me up into his arms and held me close to him. "I won't leave you, Isabella." I shook my head. He would leave me alone just like everyone else would. "I would rather die than harm you."
"You... you shoved me."
"I know. I was angry and I knew that I would harm you more, if I kept hold of you. I apologize for what I did." I felt his chin on my head, just like Charlie would do when I was little. "Now, let's get you cleaned up, and then we need to talk."
He stood up and carried me into the bathroom, where he sat me on the counter, while he began filling up the bathtub. He looked at me and asked, "Do you want me to stay in here?"
"Don't leave," I pleaded.
He nodded and helped me take my clothes off. It wasn't sexual at all, even though I knew that he was looking at me. When the tub was filled up, he lifted me and placed me in there. The temperature was perfect, which was shocking. I wasn't sure if he was doing this because he felt guilty, or if he was just trying to lull me into a false sense of security.
"Isabella, I need to take off your necklace." I froze, staring at him in fear. He was going to control me again. "I promise you that I will help you place it back on after your bath. You can trust me, Isabella."
Even though I was unsure, I reached up and touched my pentacle, before reaching back and unclasping the chain, followed by the stupid diamond studded necklace he had sent me. I handed both to him and watched as he placed them on top of my pile of clothes before turning back to me. He grabbed a loofah and began rubbing the soap against my skin, causing me to relax.
"Why?" I asked, before I felt him stop the circling motion on my back. "Why did you shove me?"
"I was angry, Isabella. I knew that I would harm you if I didn't. Lean back." I did as he said, feeling the loofah move down my breasts, and even further down to my stomach. "Isabella, I have been around for quite a while."
"How long is quite a while?"
"When Gods were used to explain natural causes." My eyes widened in shock. "I have made many enemies in my lifetime. I was afraid that the call was from one of them. Tilt your head back."
I couldn't help the moan that came from my mouth, as he massaged my head. What he was doing felt like pure bliss, and made me feel wanted for once since I had first met him. This time, it wasn't him controlling me. Or at least, it didn't feel like it.
"Isabella." I froze as his voice broke through my thoughts. It was hard once again and I was afraid that he would go back to hurting me. "The cuts."
No, please say he hasn't noticed them, my mind screamed in fear.
I looked down at the clear water, wishing that he would turn back into the calm, caring Jasper who had just been with me. It wasn't that I wanted to keep anything from him, but this had happened almost four years ago and I didn't think that he would care about something that happened before I even learned what a vampire mate was.
"Isabella, what happened?" His voice was harsh, and I knew that I would be hurt if I didn't give him an answer.
"If I tell you about my past, will you tell me about yours?" I wondered.
He let out a harsh laugh that made me flinch. "You're playing with fire, little girl." He held out his hand to help me up from the bath. "You will tell me and, if I find your answer decent, I will give you some information on my past."
I felt myself getting wrapped up in a fluffy towel, and looked down to see that it was completely white. It felt so nice and I just wanted to fall asleep where I was. Unfortunately, I had to explain what had happened. I wasn't sure if he would hate me because I was tainted, or if he would still be there and hold me through the nightmares I was almost positive would come back.
"Isabella." I felt him place something in my hand, and looked up to see him staring at me with a harsh glare. "You can trust me."
I swallowed and nodded as I reached up and placed the pentacle back around my neck, where it belonged. "When I was fourteen, I-I met a boy when my dad went out of town and I was staying at Esme's." I swallowed. "I-I didn't know that much about vampires. I didn't understand that he was one. I never saw a child who was a vampire before. He took me and locked me away." Tears slid down my cheeks again as I clutched onto Jasper's shirt. "He... he hurt me and I didn't know how long I had been kept there. There was... a girl would come in and hurt me too."
"What was his name?" I looked up in confusion. "Isabella, what was his name?"
"I-I don't know," I sobbed, more scared of the memories that were threatening to consume me than I was of Jasper.
"What did he look like." I shook my head, burying my head back into his chest. "Isabella, what did he look like?"
"Don't make me," I choked. "I don't want to... I won't remember."
I could feel someone carrying me and felt myself placed onto a bed with the covers pulled up to my chin. As I fell asleep, I was sure I felt a soft kiss on my forehead and Jasper whispering, "No one will harm you ever again, Isabella."