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I feel it deep within, it's just beneath the skin
I must confess that I feel like a monster
I hate what I've become, the nightmare's just begun
I must confess that I feel like a monster
Monster By skillet
When I attacked Leah's mouth savagely with mine again she took the oppurtunity to unbind her hands from my shirt. She tossed the peice of cloth, now torn from her violent efforts to escape it's confines, to the floor. Her freed left hand flew to my face and her fingers, like talons cut deep into the stone flesh of my cheekbone. She yanked her hand downwards and I could feel the cracks from her fingers deepening on my face.
The sensation was very painful but pain to me was connected directly to my pleasure. It came from years of torture and then rewards when I had been with Maria. It had been built into who I am. I could not have pain or pleasure without the other. To me they were one in the same. Pain, like the rough and violent sex I had with Leah Clearwater, had become my addiction.
"Do you remember what's it is like to drink human blood?" The she wolf taunted while leaving harsh and painful bites down my chest and stomach. My stone like skin cracked and then sewed itself back together quickly. "The warmth of the liquid must have made you feel human for a few moments atleast am I right? Did it make you feel alive? Knowing you took someone's life to continue your life as a killer gave you a rush didn't it? You probably got off on it. You sick freak."
Her fist slammed into my gut and if I'd needed to breath it would have been knocked out of me momentarily. Seconds after the impact I felt her warm breath caress the same spot and teeth like razors gently brushing over the skin in a pleasant torture. The she wolf was extremely talented when it came to applying just the right amount of pain mixed with sweet almost romantic touches. Better than even Maria herself had been and for the longest time I thought her to be the master of this particular art.
"Did you kill children too? I bet you liked to hear them scream. Maybe you even got off on that as well. Wouldn't suprise you Jack the Ripper wannabe. Tell me Jasper my little serial killer because I am curious. Would they ever beg for you to spare them?" Suddenly the eldest Clearwater child fell to her knees and clasped her hands together in a begging gesture while she looked up at me with an innocent and frightened expression.
Her tone became realistically childlike. "Please Mr. Scary Vampire don't kill me! I'm just a child. I have a little brother and dog named Fido. My mommy and daddy will be sad if you tear my throat out. Why do you want to me? What did I do wrong? Was I a naughty girl? Are the angels mad at me? Are you the devil?
My daddy says if your bad the devil comes and takes you away. Are you going to take me away? Please! I wanna stay with my family! I wanna get married and have babies when I grow up. I want to finish school and become a famous actress. Why don't you want me to grow up?
You want to take away my life before it has even started? Please I beg you to let me go home." Leah forced up fake sobs. "I'll do whatever you want! I will say my prayers every night. I won't be mean to brother no more. I promise to do all my homework and never cheat. I will be a good girl I promise."
Biting her bottom lip her eyes welled with fake tears and each one tore at my unbeating heart. I suspected she planned her words to have this affect. Why else would she say them if not meaning for them to cause me unbearable pain? "Don't take away my soul because you don't have one. Why must I pay because your a bad man?"
Roaring at her I snapped. I couldn't take her taunting words. Her accusations about who I'd been in the past. I grabbed her by the upper arms and slammed her into the wall. My forearm pressed against her throat. I focused on cutting off her breathing rather the memories of crying children and pleading mothers begging me to take them instead.
As punishment sometimes Maria would bring only infants or toddlers for us to feed on. Unless she were feeling extra vindictive then we would get pregnant woman or young children and their mothers. I can still hear the cries and screams as my newborn brothers and I would sink our teeth into their skin without a care or second thought as to the lives we were destroying.
Leah's struggle for breath brought my attention back to her and out of the past. A past that would forever haunt me. Where ghosts constantly tried to chase me down. One day they would catch me and I would pay. I'd pay for what I had done and I knew I would deserve nothing less. The punishment they bestowed upon me I would take without complaint. I had earned the torture in hell I would one day recieve.
Loosing the pressure on the she wolf's windpipe I threw her down to the floor with a violent force. I heard the smack when the back of her head met the wooden floor boards. Climbing on top of her I grabbed each side of her shirt with one of my hands and then pulled in opposite directions. The material made a ripping sound and it broke into two peices.
"Killer.." Leah again tried to piss me off. To hurt me so I would in turn hurt her back. "Fucking murderer." The she wolf sneered in cruelty.
Hissing I took her bottom lip between my teeth and bit down breaking the skin. The first time Leah and I violent relations we'd come to learn my vemon did not kill her. (I am ashamed to admit I had lost control to the point I sank my fangs into the soft flesh of her throat.) It hurt like a bitch according to her but death did not seem to be a reaction or fear she needed to have when with me. We could only assume it had something to do with her being a she wolf. Maybe a defense mechanism of some sort.
"Shut your fucking mouth!" I snapped before taking a rather large bite into the area under her left breast.
Her scream filled the air while at the same time my actions caused her hips to buck up into mine wildly. Sometimes I honestly wondered if Leah Clearwater had a death wish. The way she deliberately got me to the point where I wanted nothing more than to shut her up permanently. She's lucky I have some self control. Besides if I killed her who would I have to share these phycho like feelings and desires with?
The she wolf grabbed a fistful of my hair and I mirrored her actions. We were both snarling and growling but her snarls eventually turned into a mocking remark. "What are you going to if I don't shut my fucking mouth Jasper? Are you going to make me? I dare you to try if you think you can my little physcho. Give it your best shot."
Pressing the heel of both hands into her shoulder blades I kept her pinned down to the floor. "You do not want to tempt me right now Clearwater." My tone was dark and dangerous and despite my best efforts, filled with lust. Not romantic lust mind you but raw, vampiric, animalistic lust.
Her chocolate brown orbs locked with my black ones. "I dare you to give it your best shot Major Whitlock."
Her words are what sealed the deal. Only Maria ever dared to call me Major Whitlock and not have to worry about death. I had once, in a moment of truthful insanity, confessed to Leah about how my sire used to use that as her pet name. It seems Leah had found yet another new weapon created only to piss me off.
This time it had worked. There wasn't a chance of going back now. Leah and I had reached the point of no return in our weekend long activities. The point she had been slyly pushing me towards all evening. I was no longer Alice's Jasper but suddenly I had been replaced with a darker side of myself. I was as of this moment Leah's Jasper.
TBC...
AN: First of all I want to say thank you all for your reviews in the first chapter! I honestly did not think I would be getting the response that I did for a Leaper story. Especially a dark Leaper story. Your reviews made my day! So again thank you all for taking the time to send me a comment about the first chapter.
Secondly, I wanted to inform all you lovely readers that I have decided to turn this origionally planned 3 or 4 shot into a full blown story! I was hit with ideas and inspiration so I must turn this into a longer story with more plot and obviously loads more sex between Leah and Jasper lol. I hope that makes you all happy for I know it certianly makes my day!
Anyways I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Leah can be very cruel when trying to get under Jasper's skin and Jasper can never seem to handle it. He always snaps which is why Leah does it of course! So please let me know what you thought :) I like hearing your theories or what you liked or did not like as long as it is not flames.
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