Mandy's P.O.V
Running was a rush! The blur from the trees, the wind making my hair whiplash on my face and the freeing laugh of my mother. To hear it again was relieving almost as reliving as hearing my brother laugh. My brother deserves a laugh, a moment to get away. He was always looking over my mother and I, always putting us first. Just like Isabella said, my brother was the head of the family. But, he would always be my brother and my best friend.
What I can't wrap around my head was what Isabella said. 'My husband and I know you guys are powerful' I mean, I knew my brother and I were weird but I didn't think we were powerful. All of a sudden, we stopped. I looked around and saw the most beautiful home I have ever seen. It was huge but it all looked simple; white and cream colored. I guess they like seclusion because apparently it was exactly right in the center of the woods.
The sound of a waterfall nearby was a almost a whisper but with their sensitive ears I bet they hear it clearly. My mother stood in amazement as Isabella stood straight smiling. I looked at her and asked, "Is this really you home?" I knew my voice sounded full of incredulity. She laughed, her laughter sounded beautiful I knew I was jealous. "Now child no need for such emotions. Your very beautiful also." I looked up at the most beautiful, God made man I have ever seen. His blond curls lightly framing his masculine face, his hair covering at least half his ears, his jaw well defined, his arms strong, his body held a firm posture. And to say he was beautiful was an insult.
I blushed and looked down. He laughed and moved next to his wife. How did he know what I was feeling? I peeked up at the both of them. The beauty of them both was over whelming. My brother moved next to me, "Who are you, if we may ask?" His eyebrows knitting in confusion. I turned to him and said, "That's Bella's husband." I paused and turned to her, "Right?" Isabella nodded and smiled, "Very smart, sweetie. Yes, guys, this is my husband Jasper Whitlock." I looked up at him in amazement and moved closer to him. "I know who you are! I learned about you in history. About the Civil War and about how you went MIA." I paused and looked at my hands, feeling embarrassed for my over excitement. My brother's booming laughter and mom's giggles made nothing to help.
But, I mean, Can you blame me? How many times do you meet an over a thousand year old God who supposedly went missing. He laughed and shoved a hand in his pocket. "Well, at least you pay attention in class." Mother chided in, "Are you kidding? That exam was the only perfect she has ever gotten. She made me buy books of your biography just wanting to learn so much more of your life." His eye brow lifted up in what I could tell was amusement. "What exactly is it that you know so far?" I blushed and replied, "I know you were born in Huston, TX. Your mother had you and your baby sister, Cammy. I know your father died when you were three because of a supposed fire. And, that you are the youngest and strongest major in history. You have a captain named Peter and his wife Charlotte. Whom like you, have also gone MIA." I looked up and inhaled trying to catch my breath.
His eyes were staring at me, almost as if he was admiring me in some weird way. I looked over to Isabella whom was also in the same state. My mother kept her giggles muffled by crawling behind my brother, who also had been laughing. Jasper grabbed my hand and said, "I knew you were a smart girl." He paused and looked at us all; my hand still in his. "Let us all go inside now, shall we?" We nodded and headed inside. And, somehow I had a creeping feeling someone was looking at us. Immediately after I sensed that, I guess they did too. Because all of the sudden, Jasper turned around as did Isabella. They both crouched down and Jasper let out a ferocious growl. And then…
