Broken wings and a mending hand

Half the day was a blur, Bella walked from class to class slowly making friends. Though she still kept having this reoccurring need for something more.

She also noticed Jasper following her. She found very alarming like he was almost reading her mind but, that really wasn't possible. She shrugged off her feelings and continued on to class noticing the eyes constantly watching her every move. She sighed, somehow all of this didn't seem right. She knew it didn't.

The lunch bell rang signaling thousands of students flacking out the doors almost trampling on her. Bella grounds her teeth and silently gets up from her seat as she grabs her notes and places them in her folder and then one over into her bag.

She grabs her bag and sags it on to her shoulders. Heaving a sigh Bella walks out into the open halls. She wonders where Jasper is. Honestly it was like he wasn't just a friend but, more of a life line for her.

Though that wasn't even reasonable, she just met him. She silently laughs to herself at the thought, she was honestly such a gullible person. Ever since she was little she was fooled by fake friends who would constantly use her and once they had gotten what they wanted they left her in the sloppy mess of problems that continued to haunt her even now.

Bella rubs her head miserably as she continues to walk to the huge, loud, lunch room. Her eyes glaze over as she looks around the hordes of people for the beautiful, glossy hair of Jasper.

After about five minutes of looking without any luck, she figures she should go get some lunch. Bella makes disgusted noises. She hated school lunch. She has always been a considerably picky eater. So school lunch was the worst. She sighs as she entered the pizza line.

Bella was just about to grab a tray when she hears her name being called from not even ten feet away. Bella's eyes circle around looking for the voice when her eyes set on Jasper who had apparently bought some type of Italian food.

Bella grinned. Her favorite food was pasta. She walked over to him and noticed a light smile on his face. She couldn't help but to smile back at him, he just seemed to have that effect on people.

He led her to an open round table in the back. Setting the bag down on the table he turns to her and pulls a chair out for her. Her face reddens from the polite action. No one has ever done that for her, at least not when she was awake.

She sits down nervously as she flips her hair over her shoulder. All this attention was not a norm for her. Jasper smiled at her once again as he opened the bag and pulled out a small box of fettucine alfredo with extra sauce, just the way she preferred it. He grabbed a fork and began twirling the pasta on to the utensil. She watched him with interest admiring the prestigious moves he used. They were so precise and perfect. As if he was robotic and every move he made was programed into his mother board.

He leaned up and looked into her eyes with his eyes which were literally melting with warmth. Nurturing like almost like parent. "Bella, can I feed you?" Bella's eyes widened. "Come again?" Jasper's smile grew. "Bella I asked if it would be alright if I could feed you?"

Bella processed every word. Was she actually debating on this? "Yes" She said with little thought. Her face just blushed. Did she really just say yes?

Jasper made an approving tone as he held up the fork to her lips and watched as her small mouth enveloped the fork slowly engulfing the food.

He watched her chew it, slowly savoring not just the flavor but, the moment they had just shared.

Bella felt odd after words. As if being feed was calming for her. Blissful. He turned to her again as he began to feed her. Watching every time that she took the fork back into her mouth.

When she was done he placed the instrument back into the dish and proceeded to look back into her eyes as if he was trying to figure something out.

"Did you enjoy that, Bella?" he said in question" Her mind twirled with his warmth. "Yes. Yes I did but-"

"Shhhhh." Jasper rubs her shoulders with his palms as her drank in her weakening state. "There is nothing wrong with wanting to be defenseless."

Bella's eyes grew as tears fell from her eyes. Jasper wrapped his arms around her.

"Just….let it go Bella. That's right. All of that pain your feeling. Give it all to me."

Bella continued to sob for another five minutes while Jasper continued to comfort her. Once she was done, she nervously wiped her eyes and let go of him.

"I'm sorry that was definitely out of character for me." Jasper waved it off and smiled at her reassuringly.

"No trust me I am completely fine with it." She gave him a small smile. "Well if you say so."

Her eyes turned to the door just as the bell rang. She looked back over at Jasper as he nodded his head knowingly.

"I have to get to class but, thank you Jasper for being there for me today." Jasper smiled a silly grin. "It twas nothing, consider it …." His eyes sunk down noticing her curves and small breasts. "A gift." His lips curved back up at the statement.

"Oh." Her eyes were glossy from his enchanting features. "Thank you." She turns to walk out but, turns around once again.

"Nice meeting you, Jasper." She turns to continue on her way to her next class as Jaspers eyes watch her in silence.

"Soon my dear" He whispers as he to grabs his bag and heads out of the cafeteria and bumps in to a light brown haired man with honey like eyes.

The brown haired man looks up at Bella as they watch her walk to her classroom. "So, is she all that you thought she would be?" Jasper grins as he takes in her now fading form.

"Even more so…." Jasper had been stalking Bella for more than a month now. He would watch her sleep at night or more of try to sleep but, wake up screaming. He hated that he couldn't intervene but, he had to be patient. With time he would become her everything. He smiled at the thought. She needed him but, not just for love but, for everything. Jasper needed to be in complete control over someone but, not just simply physically, mentally as well.

He remembered his first time ever laying eyes on sweet little Bella. She was going to the super market with her father, Charlie. She was picking out cereal. He watched her every move, she was weakened with pain. That was the first thing that he fell for. That night he consulted books and different websites on all versions of dominant/submissive roles each less flattering than the next.

He then found age regression. He studied of how you can transform the individual into an adult child or even infant. He read about all the different ways to make them dependent like feeding them and even stripping those of their pride by making them wear baby items.

He smiled at this. He thought of all the possibilities and notions he would place on her. It was exhilarating to think about.

His mind floated back to the present as he heard the warning bell signaling that he better get going.

He looked over to the man that was next to him but, noticed that he had taken off. He sighed and walked to class with a spring in his step.

….

Later that night Bella stared out the huge, open window of her bedroom. So the first day wasn't as bad as it was expected to be. She smiled and looked down at the slip of paper that currently was being held captive in the palm of her hand.

She looked down at the numbers and how neat the penmanship was. She then looked down at her small android which was waiting for her approval.

A silent debate was going on in her head. Should she call it? I mean he was so nice to her and it only seemed polite. She bit her lip in frustration. Thousands of negative questions popped into her noggin. 'What if he doesn't answer?' she thought or 'What if this was just another fake number!' or "what if he was messing with her?' The thoughts continued to spiral through her head.

She shook her head. She was a determined woman! She picked up her phone and slowly pressed the corresponding numbers into her screen.

She listened to dial tone come on and waited silently as it began to ring. After about three rings a voice was heard over the speaker.

"Hello?" Called a fluently musical voice. "This is Jasper speaking. Bella fumbled with what to say when Jasper whispered. "I know it's you Bella. Don't be shy darling"

"H-ey Jasper I just wanted to thank you again for today. No one except my family has ever seen me cry like that."

She could hear Jasper lightly chuckle over the phone. "Well there is no need to feel like you can't cry with me." Her voice choked over the speakers.

"Bella are you alright?" Jasper asked. Bella runs a hand through her long brown hair. "Yeah." She said shakily. "Um hey so I'm going to go cause ah I have a thing…"

Jasper smirked as he watched her from a tree with the phone still hooked to his ear.

"You have to go?" He asked. Bella nervously looked around her room searching for something. "Yeah ah so I will see you tomorrow right?"

Jasper continues to watch her from a distance. "Yes you will…..Good night Isabella." With that he ends the call.

Bella shuts hers off as well. She gets into bed and shuts off her light. She smiles. Today has been pretty eventful.

Jasper sits in the shadows watching her drift into slumber. He grabs the tree steadily as he jumps down on to the earthy ground.

"Isabella, my dear Isabella." He grins. "Not long now."

A/N: Alright! So here is chapter 2! Yes I left it at a cliff hanger! I hope to get some reviews! Here is how I am going to do this:

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