Jasper's POV
Life just seemed so hopeless and pointless. I was a killer now, and there seemed to be nothing I could do about it. I did have to admit that I was quite lonely now. I'd been away from Peter and Charlotte for about three days now, and I hadn't talked to anyone since.
Coming from my background of war and killing, being on the streets trying to act like a normal person was a strange concept. I had forgotten what it had been like to act human. Who knew it would be so difficult to walk through the streets. I held my breath every time a human got close to me. My eyes were dark black with thirst, and I could snap any second. Luckily the streets weren't busy today; there was a storm. The water didn't bother me much, and I had no need for an umbrella. I couldn't stand out in the rain, it would attract too much attention and that was the last thing someone like me needed.
I quickly made my around the corner, looking for somewhere half decent to spend some time while the storm died down. There was a small diner at the other corner of the street. It seemed fine enough, so I dashed to the entrance and grabbed the larger door handle. It swung open easily, easier than it should for most people. I stepped inside quickly, running my hand through my hair in an attempt to shake out some water.
The emotions from outside faded away, and the new emotions from the half empty diner flowed through me. One particular emotion stunned me, I looked up to see where it was coming from. A small girl was sitting at the bar in the center of the room, but she wasn't like the rest of the people in here. She was like me, a vampire too. I was shocked, my mind racing. She looked up at me and a huge smile swept across her entire face. She was happy, overjoyed, and strangely I felt relief emmitting out of her. I couldn't tell if she was going to attack me or not.
She hopped off the barstool gracefully, making her way over to me like a tiny dancer. I noted that her short spiky hair must have added at least half an inch. I couldn't help but think of how beautiful she was; I was past being stunned now, digging through my brain for something to say to her. I took an unneccessary breath, sighing when I came up with nothing. Her smile seemed to only get bigger, but it seemed like she had something to say, so I stood and waited.
"You've kept me waiting a long time," she said giving me a look that made me feel slightly guilty. That was a strange thing to say, what was I supposed to answer with.
I dipped my head politely, and without thinking I said, "I'm sorry ma'am." I didn't think it was possible for her lovely smile to get any bigger, but it did. She held out her hand, obviously giving me the option to go with her. I took it, not considering what could happen or what would happen, I just took her hand. She turned and smiled her goodbye to a slack-jawed waiter, and pulled me out into the rain. I followed without question, my mind was spinning uncontrollably.