Hey there folks, this is my first attempt to write in english, so all mistakes are mine and I hope you will forgive me^^
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Tina
ah yeah... should mention that I don´t own twilight... what a pity *grumble* nor do I own the song "you´re going down" it belongs to the Sick Puppies^^
Confession
Define your meaning of war.
James you don´t stand a chance.
When I stormed into the ballet studio, there was this excellent scent. It hit me like a punch in the gut, forced all the unneeded air out of my lungs. Left me breathless. Only for my lungs to be filled with the most intoxicating scent I ever smelled.
Yeah…Now my control was slipping!
I wouldn´t bid my money on the other guy.
I faced James and the warrior in me demanded to be set free. With a blinding smile I handed the key, to its cage within me, over to my beast.
I was no longer Jasper. Friend. Husband. Brother. Confidant. Co-conspirator. Son. This man was gone. Now I was the "Major". God of War, warlord of the southern vampire wars.
I know how I had to look. Pitch black eyes. Dull. Without a glimmer of elatedness for the upcoming fight, instead they were deadly, cold and cruel.
My lips bared my razor sharp teeth. Venom pooled in my mouth. I was filled with the sick pleasure at the upcoming atrocity and my venom coated my teeth thoroughly with a glossy layer.
A fierce, untamed snarl brewing in my chest, breaking out through my mouth.
Exactly you piece of shit. Fear me, because I´m the last thing you will ever see.
Even though you have this smug façade, I feel your angst. You can´t fool me.
I can nearly grasp the waves of anguish which are rolling through the room.
And the tables turn around, ´cause one of us is going down.
This game has to end. I never was a fan of this cat-and-mouse game. Ether you take what you want, what you need or you let it be, turn your back on the situation.
In your case, you don´t have a choice anymore. Face up to the facts and walk towards your doom with your head held high, because in the end there will only remain a pile of ash.
My inner demon seemed to smile satisfied.
Don´t cry like a bitch when you feel the pain.
I pinned him to the floor. Paralyze this bastard with waves of horror and agony. Your time´s up. Face the last seconds of your immortal existence. I approach him slowly, enjoying the spectacle with a sneer on my face. I see how panic begins to creep into his eyes, bathing in his feelings, now dominated by fear and pure anguish.
With my fist in your face and your face on the floor.
I lunge at him, keep him on the floor. I knew he didn´t stand the slightest chance. I flared my teeth, dripping with venom, getting ready to bite. Pure lust to kill flows through me, cheered by the mere agony of my prey. I take this asshole to pieces. Slowly. With military accuracy. Expertly.
The beast in me purrs with satisfaction by rescuing Bella
It´ll be a long time coming but you got the message now.
Bella´s mine and belongs only to me. The purr of the demon becomes louder, vibrates through my chest, reverberates in the ballet studio
The shock of my confession hits me with full force.
Oh shit!
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