Escaping Jasper: p.o.v
RUNNING. It was all I did, all I knew; it was a part of me. I ran for many reasons but no matter how far I ran or fast I could never escape the main problem: ME. I was a monster. I destroyed, hurt, and Murdered. This was my life style it was never different and I don't think it I'll ever change.
My old life it was completely different. It was different because I was actually alive. I was a respected solider that saved lives. I had a beating heart, and a soul, which was a promise that I had a chance of going to a better place. When I was changed into a vampire, it was taken away from me.
I have been on my own for several months now. Without my creator Maria. I actually felt better than I was when I was with her. She used me like her pet, her second commander. She made me kill humans and also my kind. Even if vampires don't have souls it doesn't mean you aren't destroying and murdering something. I have been visited by Peter and Charlotte. I still kept in touch with them.
I don't ever think I'll be safe or saved. Ever, and I live for eternity. I walked into a little dinner trying to not get noticed by the humans. I just drank blood hours ago, so my eyes were a little re but not noticeable to humans, and definitely so I wouldn't be too thirsty.
I go into this dinner and see the most remarkable thing. A very tiny beautiful vampire with beautiful black spiky short hair was sitting on s stool. She turned to look at me , and rose from the bar stool. Her eyes were like gold.
I realized while I was observing her that she started to walk towards me. I got tense remembering that she was a vampire and that she could attack. But her emotions didn't support that she would attack. I felt she was cautious and scarred but she was also excited.
"You kept me waiting long." She said. Her voice was the most beautiful music I will ever hear.
"Sorry ma'am." I replyed. She smiled at my reply. When she smiled I felt a strange emotion in me. It was not hers it was mine. I knew I knew what it was but I could not pinpoint the exact name for it."Jasper Whitlock." I introduced myself.
"Alice Brandon. Its so good to finally meet you." I got confused a little when she said that but I didn't care. She reached out her hand to shake mine. Being the southern gentlemen that I was I took her hand in mine and kissed the top of it.
" The pleasure is all mine. But miss Alice how is it that it seems like you know me, and that I was going to be here today?" I asked.
" Jasper I will tell you everything but not here. Please may you follow me. I know how tough I can be so its ok if you are scared to come." She smiled as she teased me.
I took her hand in mine and we left the dinner. All of a sudden I remembered what the feeling was. It was love.