Chapter 1 ~ Prologue
I really hope you like this story! I hope to make this a full-length fanfiction, and I really hope you like it!
Disclaimer: You know damn well I do not own Twilight. I ain't saying it formally. Bite me.
My heart beats hard, like a bass drum. I swallow hard, and raise my hand, slowly pressing it to the doorbell.
I hear the soft chirps of the doorbell ringing through the hall inside.
The next thirty seconds were the longest of my life, and when Carlisle opened the door I felt my whole body grow cold with nerves.
"H-hi, Doctor Cullen," I stammer. "C-can I s-see her?"
Carlisle eyes me, and Esme appears behind him. They murmur in between themselves for a little while, occasionally glancing at me.
As they turn back to face me, I bite my lip.
What's wrong with me? I ask myself in my head. I'm never this nervous. But then ... I've never been in this situation before.
Carlisle sighs softly.
"Okay, Jasper. Let's see how she reacts. If she does not want to see you, though, then you need to leave, all right?"
I nod, and walk into the hall as the doctor and his wife step aside. The house is just as I remember - large and warm, with sleek wooden floors and creamy white walls. I'd forgotten just how homey it was.
As I make my way through the hall, the pictures on the bookcase catch my eye.
Not just of the family, or of important family events. The one person who makes me stare - my beautiful little angel, my pixie - is my little darling Ali.
Carlisle clears his throat, and I realize I've been standing, frozen, for about forty seconds. I mumble an apology and shuffle upstairs. Esme walks ahead of me and gently knocks the door.
"Alice, honey?"
"What?" I hear a soft voice drift out from under the door, and my heart skips a beat. I'd almost forgotten how musical and silky her voice was; like honey. I try to keep my breathing even.
"You have a guest."
"Bella?"
"No ... someone else."
There is a pause, and I try not to rip my hair out.
"Why should I let him see me?"
My heart cracks, and I lower my eyes, crestfallen. I had promised myself that I would not speak, but right now, nothing matters. Nothing but Alice.
"Ali," I murmur, and Carlisle looks at me sharply.
"Ali, please let me see you. Please let me explain." I do my best to ignore Carlisle and Esme, who stand still and silent, staring at me accusingly. I keep my eyes glued to the door, and my eyes widen softly as I hear soft footsteps approaching the door.
The door opens a little bit, but I still can not see her.
"Jasper ... I ... okay. But only you."
I nod respectfully to Carlisle and Esme and silently slip into her room.
As I look down at her, my heart snaps clean in two. My beautiful little angel pixie looks awful.
Her hair is short even more messy than usual, and greasy. She looks a whole lot skinnier, and she trembles softly with every breath. Every move she makes is tentative and slow, and her clothes look shaggy. Even her skin looks chalky; even more pale than usual and to unhealthy greyish color. When she looks up at me, I did find I can not bear to look away.
Her eyes, once a beautiful crystal silver-blue, are now dull, and dark grey.
I find myself lost in the gray voids of her irises. I want to hug her tighter than I have ever hugged anyone. I want to cradle her to my chest and kiss her tears away. I want to steal away her sorrows and make her life perfect again.
But I can not ... because she hates me. I love her more than life itself, and she hates me.
I'm a selfish bastard.
This was a prologue - you do not need to understand everything yet ^^ All will be explained in time!