Chapter 2
"A man travels the world over in search of what he needs and returns home to find it. "
George Moore
JPOV
Darkness surrounded me, pain overtook my whole being, but the bright light just ahead called to me, entrancing me in its glory, making me forget the hurt radiating from back, my leg, my entire body . Somehow, through all the pain, I managed to lithely move toward the brilliant light, reaching for the safety it assured, but just as the first ray of light touched my face, a voice called out to me.
The darkness, black as coal, turned to a warm, inviting mahogany just as the angel began her plea.
"Don't go, please, stay here, stay with me, it will be okay, you will be okay", she begged, repeating it every time the pain would shoot through my body.
And though the pain grew tenfold as I stood there, entranced by the warmth, listening to the pure voice calling me, I knew I couldn't leave her, I couldn't leave this unseen creature that was pleading, with her angelic voice, for me to stay in this warm, caramel stained void.
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I was awakened from my musing by the jarring of the helicopter, sending a sharp pain through my right leg, down my spine. I felt the fire light down my back, the stab in my leg, reminding me what brought me here, on this helicopter, headed back home. Back to Forks.
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Flashback
(Eight Months Ago)
"Jasper, Jazz", I heard my name being called, for what seemed like weeks, felt the agony twisting my body, my back, my leg, but all I could see was black, with the occasional flash of chestnut that accompanied the pleas of my unseen angel for me to stay with her.
When I heard her, felt her warmth, the pain would subside, if only but a moment, reminding me that I just had to hang on, just had to remember to continue listening for my angel.
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I looked around me at the other soldiers, trying to remember the angel's voice, the thing that brought me peace within, that helped me hang on.
When I had awoken, the pain was excruciating, but I knew I had to hold on, if only for Rose, for my family. Because they had already lost Edward two months earlier and I loved them to much to put anymore pain upon them, especially any pain I would cause.
I had been through therapy, though I still had a slight limp when I walked and marks of the bombs effect scarred my back, but now the pain was bearable. And it was settled that my trip back to America was to be a permanent one. So with everything back to normal, I knew what I had to do.
I had to go home, back to my family, back to everyone I loved and missed. And with my grandparents gone, the only place I had was Forks. My home.
As I reminisced about the bomb that had brought me here, brought me these scars, this limp, I knew I had made the right choice, that along with the other soldiers seated beside me, home would bring the peace I needed, the peace I sought.
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