Jasper's Point of View

I was so thirsty, I didn't want to kill but I had no choice. The burning in my throat was unbearable. I hadn't killed anyone for three days already, I was Jasper Whitlock, and I had to be strong. Ever since I left Peter and Charlotte, I tried to be more civilized, I tried to gain more self control, and I tried to kill less. I had to keep what little humanity I had left in me. They were so kind to me, they preferred peace, whereas I just couldn't stop killing. I didn't want to leave them but I was beginning to feel like a burden. I knew it was the right time to leave. I needed to find a greater understanding of myself and I wanted to finally be happy and free.

I had been travelling alone for sometime now. How long has it been since I've left? I chuckled to myself because I really had no idea. I suppose that is one of the benefits of having an unlimited amount of time- you simply do not care. I did keep track of where I had already gone but not where I was going. I just wanted to be alone. I was determined to go anywhere and everywhere until I was content, and I felt like I belonged. The world's so large, there are an infinite amount of places I could explore and isolate myself.

The one thing that affected me the most would be how much it hurt to feel everything these people felt when I came near them. It was always the same, fear, anxiety,sometimes attraction, and then fear again. I was a monster; I would do anything to become human again. Why did we exist in a world where we aren't wanted? where we are considered some folk legend that is meant to scare children? What was the point? Occasionally, it would all get too much and I would lose my temper when someone started feeling intimidated by my presence and I would lose control. I would kill. The irony of my actions is almost laughable because I got mad at them for being scared and then ending up killing them would just prove their point even more.

I was aware of how the sun affected my skin, and so I was very cautious and always travelled in the rural places of states. Anything to avoid revealing my true identity. However, I usually liked to travel during night anyway. At the same time, I also preferred rural places because it meant coming in contact with less people and that meant fewer feelings to annoy me with. Regardless of where I am, I hold on to the hope that everything happens for a reason. The chapter of my life with Peter and Charlotte was over and I needed to move on.

My mode of travelling changed depending on where I was. I had just reached Philadelphia, and I was travelling through a small town. It had that quaint feeling which I loved with its sole road and small stores scattered alongside it. Because today was rather gloomy, with it being so cold and there not being any sun, I decided to travel during the day. It was nice for a change to be around life during the day, it's somehow not as lonely or sad. Suddenly I felt drops of rain hitting my head and I could see the clouds signalling a big storm hitting the town. The rain came down hard, pounding on the cement accompanied by some lightning that humans would dare not be caught in outside. I didn't want to attract attention as I gradually became the only person outside to walk during a thunderstorm, and knew I had to seek shelter soon.

Luckily there was a small diner up the road. I always preferred diners to restaurants, I guess because I like the small town charm. I missed my family, the life I had before. To me, it was the perfect setting for a family I would never have.

I opened the door and the little bell gave off a ding as I walked in. I ducked my head down so nobody would particularly give me notice. I liked the fact that no one in the diner cared much about me as none of the feelings in the room had changed. The waitresses kept to their own hustle and bustle and the families continued their conversations. It felt almost normal. I could feel my aching and searching throat for the taste of blood as I was very thirsty. I decided that keeping to a corner was the best. The small warm breeze was flooded with the scent of human blood. I closed my eyes and balled my hands into fists trying to resist. I could almost picture myself ravaging the entire diner and finally caving to my carnal needs. Could I do it? I could always start my 'diet' tomorrow.

Something suddenly caught my attention and distracted me from my thoughts. There by the counter was one person's feelings that caught my attention and made me forget about the blood lust. It was excitement and joy all at the same time. I had never felt this much enthusiasm emanating from one person before. I couldn't help but feel excited as well.

Curiosity got to me and I slowly looked up to see who this person was. I just had to know who it was and what was causing the extreme spectrum of emotions I was experiencing. And there she was, looking straight at me. She was just like me- pale white skin, dark crimson eyes, she was a vampire too. I rarely encounter others on my journey and when I do, I avoid them because I can't see myself belonging with any others after leaving Peter and Charlotte. I was taken away because she was so beautiful. And not just by the standards of how our kind is perceived by humans because in that sense, we are all beautiful. No, she was breathtaking and so very exquisite. She was also very small and had short jet black hair going in all different directions around her delicate pointed face. She was different.

I realized that she was still watching me this entire time I was gawking. She was sitting at the counter when she hopped down from the stool and walked towards me never letting our gaze drop. In fact, she was smiling the whole time. Why was she so happy to see me? It didn't matter, anything to keep watching that smile on her face. I was scared though, what did she want from me? She knows we are of the same so did she want to attack me? I gasped in this public place? I searched through her emotions to see if there was any aggression but there wasn't. Her emotions were so different.

When she was only inches away from me, she reached out and gently touched my face.

"You've kept me waiting a long time" She said. Her voice was mesmerizing.

I didn't understand what she meant but somehow I felt like I could trust her. It felt right. I then remembered my manners and replied while ducking my head slowly. I hadn't felt a need to impress anyone since before I was turned.

"I'm sorry, ma'am."

Her smile grew bigger as it touched her eyes. I felt a wave of relief while the pure happiness never stopped.

What surprised me was that she held out her hand, asking me to take it.

Without even thinking I grasped her hand because she was real, I could feel she was going to take me to a place of hope. If there was any disbelief of love at first sight, it was gone now. Everything felt right and I knew I had found what I was searching for. This was it.

"I'm Alice" She whispered.

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