Disclaimer I don't own anything except the plot.
A/N: I am not a big vampire / werewolf fan but I have had this story for almost a year now and I think it's time I let it out. Any way Love Jasper and love Leah this wasn't really supposed to be anything serious so yeah. Team Blackwater and well nothing against Alice. "The title is from my favorite song" The Second Star to the Right."(Peter Pan)
Wishes
The sounds of the bees buzzing filled the atmosphere. The bees were like young gentlemen courting to delicate flowers. They dance and prance trying to find a moment of weakness a way into the virgin blossoms. Finally the heart is found and the bees fly in without hesitation penetrating the young vulnerable buds. Jasper watches the pollen fall down from the trees as the bees in their aggressive nature rustle the hopeless petals. Pollen sprinkles down from the beautifully abusiveness of the natural moment, like the twinkling star dust of a fairy pouring down onto Jasper's eyelids. In a daydream like wonder he thinks if he wishes really hard he could have what he truly desired. Reality breaks on him like the crashing waves against jagged rocks. Only those, whose heart weren't field with malice, hate and death could be granted wishes. What would he wish for anyway?
He watched the sunlight sparkle against his skin showing his true nature and his evil. The scars branded on him were like the stories and tells into his very dark demons. Like a rush of fresh wind he knew with all his being what he desired most, what he would beg for if he could still have dreams? Humanity, a second chance at life, to lose the terrible vice like grip of guilt and immortality. To be forgiven for his sins and to be wiped clean and pure. He knew that would be too much he really should never be forgiven but to once feel human again to forget his cold hard exterior and be free a desire he wanted more than anything. A desire he would gladly trade his pathetic life for.
Forgiveness is like the precious gem to any piece of jewelry. To attain the forgiveness you must find it in yourself and sometimes it means giving up and losing yourself first before you can truly find and forgive yourself. Jasper has no clue to the truth his words have given birth to. Forgiveness is not just for the good hearted but even for those battered souls who have lost all hope.
Leah remembered once a poem about fire and ice to deadly opposites that took the world into it fatal arms. She remembered the boisterously silent way the poem read spouting its opinion without care yet remaining to itself. The poem talked of death but it didn't feel that way instead it held a certain amount of free moving choice. The ability to choose for you and then move back again and choose a whole different path, it spoke to Leah. Sadly, Leah tried to speak back by living the dreaded poem but like the dumb naïve idiot she was she believed she could live life with no fear that she could always go back and choose. She lived to love and take chances but like all ignorant fools she fell and wondered why? Why had she fallen on her dumb ass because life isn't like that you can't go into life blindly believing you shall for ever be saved when you call for help, not if you go around asking for trouble. Since the day she fell Leah has been grasping at straws looking for any amount of control but she ends up with known. She tries to be weary but she keeps being duped, the world wants her to break yet she continues to fight.
Fate now has her dangling her spidery long coppery legs off of a cliff. Who needs legs that are spidery long if no one wants you? All her thoughts seemed pathetic and full of self loathing these days and her tears seemed to fall like the weather here. She wiped her eyes trying to find a way to see through the hazy storm. Stupid feather duster eyelashes she thought bitterly as one clung to the end of her index finger. Just before she blew it away in a very pathetic haze she wondered what would happen if she wished for something. She laughed out loud cynically at herself was she that desperate to try and wish for something. What would she wish for anyway people like her; the type of people that have not only nature but fate against them get laughed at and stepped on. The only way to survive is to be cold very cold to everything and everyone. Really though what would she wish for love (forget that) control (no what would control give her a moments peace and then tons of worries). Peace that was what she needed was peace and understanding to know that she wasn't damaged goods that she wasn't alone. All she wanted was to stop the pain not to be numb but to finally be able to stop fighting and trying to grasp for things like a madman but, it was all she knew how to do. Peace 'ha 'what was she smoking she blew away the lash and it began its gentle descent into the blue stormy waters.
Peace and understanding is a basic need of human existence but in truth that is not all Leah needs. Hope is what she was truly thirsty for and with the tiny little lash Leah's life had taken a different turn. Even though she hid through the film of rage hate and self loathing Leah gave life to hope. Hope is soon followed by trust in not only others but herself. Leah didn't realize that that tiny lash would not go on un-notice that someone cared and her life wouldn't always be terrible. If only she would open her eyes and help her.
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-dreams as light as feathers
