All rights belong to Stephenie Meyer

A story by The Blue Darling

Edited by my beta sgswan15

The Missing Lighthouse

Chapter 1

Jasper's P.O.V

"He's your uncle Jasper, you have to give him a chance!" Maggie tried to talk to sense into me, for what must be the third time today... not to mention all the other times she has tried over the last week.

"But I don't want to be there!" I sighed frustrated, and leaned against the window, hoping it would open magically making me fall out of the car.

Then I wouldn't have to go to fucking Forks, with fucking Mr. Perfect and his family.

"I know" sighed Maggie, not even look on me, as she parked in a spot in front of the airport, and turned the engine off. "But they are family, and they really want to give you a chance," she smiled, and tried to squeeze my hand, but I pulled it away before she could.

"It's not me who should ask for a chance, but them," I muttered, a bit irritated, because Maggie tried to make them seem like some kind of savior.

Ever since Maggie found my biological family, she had been over the moon acting like this was the happy ending I needed. The truth was she saw this as her happy ending... away from me. For me this was some kind of dickhead, who would try to make me a good person, before he sent me back... saying I was too wired or shattered... or what do I know.

But Maggie thought this was my final stop. She thought they would accept me, because my father fucked my mother by mistake, and it would be their duty to take care of me, now that he's dead.

Yeah, something else that sucked... the dickhead who also was my father, was dead. He knew I was alive, but did he ever check up on me himself? No.

"Jasper I know you don't see them as family, but this could really change everything for you," tried Maggie, and took her seatbelt off, probably eager to get rid of me... at least for the summer.

I didn't mind Maggie at all... she was actually kind of nice, but a bit irritating at times. She had been my social worker since I was eight... So I guess you could say we know each other well now, not that it really matters. For Maggie, I am just another file on her desk, and for me she is just the person who finds me the next place to sleep...

It's actually that simple.

"But I don't want to be a part of their perfect little world, and I don't want to go to Forks, why can't you just find me a new foster home here in Dallas?" I asked a bit irritated, because she just wouldn't see... I am not meant for that shitty place, at all!

"Jasper we have been through this so many times!" sighed Maggie. "It's already been proven you are Garrett Cullen's son, we even had a DNA test done, and as his family they have some rights Jasper. If you were adopted by someone else, it would have been complicated, but you are still a foster child. And if they knew you existed it would have been different too, but they didn't know about, before two months ago.."

"My Father knew about me for years," I interrupted, and tried to justify this... but Maggie just smiled sadly.

"Your father did, yes... but your family didn't, so I am sorry, but they have a right to at least know you," she told me, and tried to give me a comforting smile... but it didn't work. "Listen Jasper, it's just over the summer, not the rest of your life. They just want to know you, and see who you are... no one says you have to stay there forever," she tried, but I wasn't stupid.

"But you would love it if I was adopted by them, wouldn't you!" I hissed, and crossed my arms, trying to think of an escape plan before I reached Forks.

"I would love to see you in a good healthy environment yes," sighed Maggie, knowing I knew exactly what she meant. "And I would love to see you in a place full of love, with people who truly are family, and take care of you," she told me opening her door to get out. "And I have met these people Jasper, they are just what you need. Your uncle and aunt are lovely people, who could do a world of good for you," she told me, and closed the car before I could protest.

"But I don't love them," I tried to argue, as I got out of the car too, and grabbed my bag with my belongings from the backseat.

"You haven't even met them yet," reminded Maggie, and locked the car.

"I Googled them... they didn't look like my type!" I protested, and followed her into the airport.

"You Googled them?" Asked Maggie with a smile, and looked like she was about to laugh...

"Yeah... Well, yes," I admitted, and followed her to the line of people, waiting to check in. "But they didn't look nice," I defend myself, and I can't believe I just admitted that...

But what was I supposed to do? Maggie came only a week ago, and told me the Great news, and the fact I was going on vacation with them, but there is no information that could give me a clue about who they truly are. Just some stupid names, and how much they looked forward to see me.

So yes I Googled them. I Googled fucking Doctor Cullen and his family, and I Googled my own father, just to realize I looked like them... and I didn't like it one bite. I shared their light hair color, the blue eyes, and sharp face... not to mention the same hard smile.

But the hard smile was just me and my father. The rest of them looked all soft and lovingly, which scared me even more... because I can't take that fucking sweet smile, or attitude. It was most likely just a mask of how they really felt... they just hid their hard smile better than my father and I.

But Google could only tell me Doctor Cullen... or my uncle, and his wife, lived in Seattle with their child, and worked at a hospital nearby. He was a well-paid surgeon, and a good doctor, who was recommended by many, and had a heck of an education behind him. His wife... Esme I think, was an architect or something, but no matter what well paid too. And together they owned way too much, including a big house in Forks, that they spend their vacations in.

Big shitty rich people like them don't come out of nowhere. They had money because my father Garrett and Doctor Cullen's father, Edward Sr. Cullen who had this huge company, and the old man was still alive. Way too old to work, but he still worked every fucking single day, and made his fortune bigger and bigger.

Google told me that, and a lot of other boring things about the company, and in my eyes they couldn't get more irritating and perfect, at least on the outside. The truth was they were cold people, who took people like me on vacation, so the rest of the world thought they were good... I am just a lost puppy to them.

"Don't believe in everything Google tells you," Maggie told me with a smile interrupting my thoughts, as we reached the desk ready to get my plane ticket.

This was my first time on a flight, or just in an airport, and to be honest, I was fucking nervous! I mean, what if the plane crashed? What if something was wrong with the damn thing, or the pilot was drunk? What if they arrested me in security?

So many questions and fears, all in one stupid teenager's head, and the truth was none of it would happen...

But no matter how many times I told myself that, I couldn't let go of my fear.

Maggie took care of everything, and before I knew it, I saw my luggage drive away, no one else knowing what was inside. Maggie even checked it before it was closed, but she wasn't smart enough to check my dear old teddy bear.

I didn't really own much... to be honest I only owned three pair of pants, and a few shirts... But that was okay. It was easier to travel with. But, I did own this stupid old stuffed teddy bear, Maggie gave to me the first time I met her. Back then it was new and clean. She told me it was mine, so no matter what happened, he would always be my friend...

Another way to say your life will be lonely.

But as a eight year old... Teddy bears are just out of fashion. For a long time, I just dragged it around to make her happy, every single time I needed to move to a new home... and I guess it made her happy.

But two years later, I finally found a propose for my dear friend. It was around then I began to smoke, and when my foster mother at the time found out, she thought it was the end for me. She actually called Maggie and told her I was a drug-addict, which earned me a tour to the hospital...

Just for some stupid Doctor to say I was clean, but nedded to stop smoking.

I ended up in another foster home, and to make sure last times events didn't happen again, I made my dear Teddy bear keep a secret, and placed cigarrets inside him. Maggie wasn't exactly thrilled about my smoking habit, so the best thing to do was just to keep quiet about it, and she would leave me alone. Of course there was a few accidents, not to mentioned that one time I came home to my foster parrents drunk, or that one time I woke up in the hospital... with an overdose of heroin.

But, my dear old outworn Teddy bear could keep most secrets. Unfortantly I couldn't hide any alchol or drugs in my bag, but the cigaretts was enough, until I got hold of some drugdealer of a sort. Peter had the most incredible contacts sometimes, and promised to send someone to Forks...

And here Maggie thought I wouldn't have any contact to that kind of things, when I got to Forks...

She was in for a surprise.

As Maggie finished checking me in, she turned around, and guided me over to something called security check, where some buff guys stood behind a metal detector.

Good thing everything was in my bag.

"Jasper, please just give this a chance," begged Maggie, after she instructed me how to get through sercurity, and where to find my gate. She really sounded like a fucking hysterical mother, who was about to send her child away for the first time. But being sixteen, I was old enough to travel alone...

Not to mention there was no escape. Someone would be just beside me the moment I got out of Seattle airport, and wouldn't leave my side before I was in Forks.

"You know I don't want a family," I told her honestly, and squeezed my ticket a bit... mostly because I'm nervous.

"I know, but this is your real family, so just try, for me, okay?" She asked, and looked like this was a final goodbuy, but for me it was just a month away from Dallas.

"I will try," I told her, but in truth I didn't promise anything... Because it wasn't going to be more than a summer. This family of mine, they only did this to honor my dad, who definitely didn't even love me, and they would realize that soon...

But this made Maggie happy, and Maggie had always been there, paid or not.

Maggie and I said our goodbyes, not that it was very touching... or at least not for me, but I guess it was for her, I still couldn't see why she was crying. But, at last, she finally allowed me to leave and I walked through security, away from everything I knew. One of the buff Security guys gave me a hard stare as I walked by, but that was everything, and they allowed me into the gate.

So yes I could maybe run away... somehow, probably... but what would it help? These Cullens where powerful people, like it or not, and if they wanted me as their lost puppy... I would give them a lost puppy.

Because as evil as this was, it was their fault... they did this to me... or my father did. If it wasn't for him I wouldn't be born, and if I wasn't born, I wouldn't have to deal with this shit called life. And since my father was dead I couldn't make him feel my pain...

So I was going to let the rest of them see who I really was, what a monster I was.

At the end of the summer I am going to make them wish I wasn't born, and curse my father because he was the one who gave me life.

I would make sure they never forgot my name.

So this was my first chapter, and please remember this is a spanking story. If you don't like that, you should stop reading here. You have been warned.

And to all those who love Alice, i can't say if she is going to appear or not, but this is mostly about Jasper and Carlisle and his family... Not really about romance ;)

and thank you to my beta sgswan15, who is doing an amazing job :D

please review :)