Really short one but I just love Jasper and Alice so thought i'd put it up.
All this belongs to Meyer.
People don't get us, they look and they see the boy who looks like he's constantly in pain and the pretty little pixie girl. They think we're the odd couple, not like Emmett the huge good looking sporty one with his trophy girlfriend Rosalie, or the quiet, brooding Edward with the equally quiet and intelligent Bella. Me and Alice we just don't seem to fit. But then they don't know us, they don't know that really we are the most solid couple of the 3. And that's the way we like it.
Edward gets a lot of sympathy being the boy who can read minds, see what people are really thinking about everyone, it can be a real wake up call for him sometimes especially if its something he really wouldn't have guessed otherwise. But being an empath is a hell of a lot worse, people can lie to themselves in their heads, they can not think of things, block them out, concentrate on the day to day mundane things in their lives, what they can't so is change how they feel. And that is what I get assaulted with every hour of every day. I get people's pain, love, betrayal, hate, joy, sadness, discomfort, loneliness, bitterness and everything in between, and unlike my brother I don't just know what they feel, I feel it to. Before I had Alice, my Alice, the thought of spending the rest of eternity feeling those things was unbearable, to me it was like purgatory then I met her. And when she jumped down from that stool and took my hand and I felt hope for the first time in so long I actually felt it.
Alice is a beacon of hope and joy their is something within her that is purer than anything else I've ever come across and it binds me to her. But this isn't a one sided relationship, I bring peace to her, a calmness without which she wouldn't be in control of herself. So we work together not because we love each other or because we need each other, but because without each other we don't exist, not really.
I watch her dance in the clearing near our house, ballet, her tiny form perfection in the moonlight there is no music but I know it is the nutcracker she is listening to inside her head, I can feel it. I know right then that I'm going to take her deeper into the forest tonight and make love to her while the stars are clear in the sky, I watch her falter slightly in her dance and she smiles seeing what I want for tonight.
She walks over to me and holds out a tiny hand, which I still marvel at after all these years, "you have the smallest hands I've ever seen," I tell her smiling.
She roles her golden eyes, "You have mentioned it once or twice."
I laugh, " I promise never to bring it up again," I smirk lifting her to wrap her legs round my waist.
"That is a lie, I can tell the future you know?" she tells me laughing, the sound is like the purest bell chiming to my ears.
"Really? The future.... hmmm what do you see tomorrow?" I brush back a lock of her short hair loving how soft it feels under my fingers.
"You," she kisses the tip of my nose then runs her nose across my face taking in my scent, " I see you always Jasper, I always have," her fingers tangle in my hair as she closes her eyes leaning her head gently against mine. "I also see a broken tree or two," her smile is gentle but seductive as I laugh.
"I love you Alice," I take of at speed to get as far from the house as possible before my self control wanes.
"I love you too Jasper," she kisses me softly and my control dissolves, we don't make it back to the house for 3 days.