Author's Note: I hope you enjoy my story.
Disclaimer: I Do Not Own Twilight, Jasper Hale may be a little OOC. There Is No Alice Cullen…Nor "Volturi"
Spoilers: None, really.
Love Is Great….Or Is It?
Chapter 1
This is a story about Lela, Lela James. She was walking to her usual spot in the woods, The Cliff, as everyone calls it. It was her favorite spot since she moved there 3 months ago, alone she lived. She looked around and saw no one, so she stood up in the moonlight, her raven black hair glistening in the moon, her green eyes over flowing in tears. She was going to jump, she didn't think anyone would care, but does someone?
She slipped off her shoes, and necklace…she walked closer to the edge and heard rustling behind her, she turned around and saw a shadow and golden eyes. "Who is that?" she was frightened for her life, for she not know what would come. "Did I startle you…?" "No… yes…who are you?" "Jasper Hale what are you doing?" "Nothing…now if you don't mind" She turned around and walked closer her feet over the edge one more move she could dead. She closed her eyes and walked farther, but someone grabbed her and fell with her.
They feel into the ice cold water, deeper and deeper every second closer to death, she closed her eyes relaxed sinking, as she sunk she hit her head one a large rock, the man grabbed her and brought her up shore.
She awoke coughing the air smelt like the water…damp, the sky was bright even though it was raining, barely. "Are you okay?" He seemed worried. "Perfect…why did you do that?" "Do what?….oh save you" "Save Me! You didn't save me…no, you depressed me" She stood up angry. He sat up. "I'm sorry" "Yeah….sure" "You Don't believe me" "Nope…bye" She stormed off mumbling to herself. "How could he…what's wrong him?"