Back Before Alice
By I am the sparkly vampire
In my story Jasper hasn't been turned into a vampire by Maria, he still human. He doesn't meet Alice in Philadelphia and they don't seek out the Cullen's together (unless I add it in) He finds the Cullen's eventually (not giving any details away as this is my version of events before jasper became a vampire) Alice is already a member of the Cullen family when they meet. Read the crossed out note
SM's characters not mine
JPOV
I read this note from while drinking a martini in a rather dim looking bar. While looking around I smirked at the drunken geezers that were admiring the cabray dancers on the low set stage. I had another sip of my martini before continuing with the note.
It read
Jasper
I've been with you for so long now, I've put up with this nonsense, your continuous travelling ever since we got together in 1873, but the truth is I've had enough I can't live with it anymore I can't live with you. Look Jasper this is hard for me to say but it's something that needs to be said. When I meet you In that nightclub my heart skipped a beat, I couldn't breath. I was so happy when you asked me to dance, I did not think you were interested in me, but oh you were. And you were such a gentlemen. Jasper, I've shared some of my fondest memories in life with you but I can't help but become increasingly worried every time you go out on one of these foolish trips. I'm sorry but I can't stay with you anymore, I need to get on with my life.
Jasper,
Just know that I love you always but I can't stay with you anymore. I'm leaving you and getting on with my life… getting on without you.
Don't come back to see me it's to late, we'll just not meant to be
Sorry,
Nettie
I light a cigar, after blowing on it for a few minutes I toasted the corners of Nettie's note. I didn't give a damn as to what she had to say, she'd left me so what I didn't care, it's not like we'd seen much of each other anyway. I tossed the note into a nearby bin and headed to the casino. I was following Harrison Mordecai, a gangster from South America, little did he know that one of Americas deadliest spy's was following him into the room, no I wasn't here for fun, I was here on a mission, a mission to kill…
I played my cards carefully that night, keeping a close eye on Harry. I'd already won some cash, enough to keep me going for a while. I finished my drink and took a break while a went back to the bar as I walked with my class in hand I looked inside my blazers pockets, fiddling around tediously for my wallet. A felt around, dice no, keys no, gun no. finally I found my wallet, while placing my glass on the table I ordered a fifth martini, inside my wallet was a picture of Nettie that I'd had an artist draw on a trip to Brighton-while I was spying on the British- I tossed it aside in to a flicking fire, slowly it curled and burned. I reached for my Martini and played before beginning to head back to the casino, it was only as I approached the entrance that I heard the bullets of a gun being fired, slowly I pulled out my gun from my blazer and ran into the room, preparing myself for yet another bloody fight. This was normal, this was me.
Hope you liked it please R & R more to come, it will get better so stick with me. Please read my other story's and let me know what you think.