A/N: WOW! I got lots of response from the last chapter...I'm so glad that so many of you are liking this story :D Its nice to find people who appreciate my talents ;) My friends just think I am strange :S Hmm... oh well :P SO here is the next chapter...I was writing and I really got into the flow and then I stopped to read what I had writen...I wasn't planning on that happening HA! Oh well :L
SO I hope you enjoy and let me know what you think about it :D
Disclaimer: SM owns all Twilight...I own a piece of rock that is really soft...so its not rock at all! (the sweet fyi)
Chapter 3
Rage clouded my eyes; all I could see was red.
Mother Fucking Cullen's! I hate every damn last one of them. If I had never met them, my life wouldn't have turned to absolute shit.
I clenched my hands into fists, so hard my nails began digging into my skin. I gritted my teeth, locking my jaw. I was so tense and wound up that I began to shake slightly.
"What the fuck are you doing here?"
I seethed through my teeth, directed at the one Cullen that changed my only chance of happiness. He alone was the catalyst of my downfall. It was by his actions, my life was put into hell. I was fucking furious that he of all people would be the first Cullen I see since my birthday.
I hadn't noticed that I had moved away from Peter's hands and was no standing completely towards the blond haired mother fucker I had come to hate so much. I just as much anger and hatred in his direction hoping to cause him some pain.
Instead, all I got was anger and hatred reflected back at me through his now red eyes.
Why am I not surprised?
He was suddenly in my face, growling lowly, red eyes glaring brightly down at me.
"I could ask you the same fucking thing Isabella!"
The growl in his chest grew louder at the mention of my name.
"What the fuck is your problem?"
He just continued to glare.
"You're the one who fucking ruined my life you no good mother fucking son of a …"
Before I could finish my fucking sentence, I was airborne. I flew backwards, landing hard on my back. Char was by my side in an instant. The pain spread through my body, causing me to whimper in pain. There was a series of loud growls coming from around where I was once stood.
"Cher, are you okay?"
"No Char, it hurts too fucking much! What did that bastard do?"
There was an increase in the growling, but I was in too much pain to see what was going on. Char took my hand and brushed my hair away from my face.
"He went for you Cher. Peter tackled him after he knocked you back." She looked as if she was keeping something from me. Something mother fucking big!
"Fucking TELL ME CHAR!" I screamed as more pain flowed through my body. What the fuck was happening?
"When he lunged at you…well…he bit you Cher, on the shoulder."
Ahhhhhhhhhh!
I screamed bloody murder. That wanker was really trying to put me through as much pain as fucking possible. I was focus on the centre of the pain, which was coming from my shoulder. But my back was still fucking killing me.
"To be honest Cher, it's a good thing he did bite you. You would have most likely cracked your spine taking a fall like that." She chuckled lightly. I however, found nothing funny about this fucked up situation.
"That's it you cock sucker, laugh it up."
"Sorry Cher, just trying to make you feel better."
"Well you can help me feel better by NOT FUCKING LAUGHING."
The pain had spread completely around my body and it felt like I was on fire. It was getting harder to control myself. I just wanted to cry and scream; to stop drop and fucking roll to get rid of the fire that was burning me.
"Charlotte!"
I cried, tears starting to leak from my eyes. I never cried anymore. I could vaguely feel some else pick up my other hand, their cool temperature soothing the burning slightly.
"Close your eyes pumpkin and let go, it will make everything easier. "
I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth, holding in my screams, letting myself succumb to the darkness. I used my thirst for revenge to lead me through the pain.
JPOV
"Ahh, fuck yes. Hard you little slut!"
I gripped her hair harder as I thrusted into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat. This girl had amazing gag reflexes. At my words she sucked harder, her mouth was like a vacuum on my throbbing cock. I was so close it was unbelievable.
"Use your teeth bitch."
I knew I was being harsh, but I knew that the little slut loved it. I could feel the lust pouring off of her and the thick smell of her arousal penetrated the air.
She scraped the underside of my shaft before gently biting my head, causing me to roar, setting off my orgasm. My seed spilled down her throat, drinking it all down like the champ she was.
Once she had finished licking my now slightly soft dick, she kissed her way up my chest. I grabbed her long dark brown hair and pulled it back so I could look into her chocolate brown eyes. The familiarity of her features unleashed the beast within and the low growl began bubbling in my chest.
Without second thought, I yanked her hair back and dug my teeth into the big fat artery in the side of her neck. Her warm, sweet blood flowed down my throat, satisfying the other beast inside. Once she was drained I dropped her lifeless body to the floor, wiping the trail of blood from my chin. I looked down at the young girl who fit my criteria for prey. Brown hair, brown eyes, pale skin, small and slender and she had to be around the age of 18. I normally picked them up at bars and club, their young and excited minds easy to control, especially with my power. I would draw them to a hotel, fuck them and kill them.
This had been my routine for the past 6 years, ever since she fucked up my life. 6 years ago, on the 13th of September, I was kicked out by my family, by my wife. I had tried to attack their perfect new daughter after not only my bloodlust, but the bloodlust of my whole family got to me. She always did have the most amazing scent and took a great amount to restraint to withhold from taking a bit. A restraint I did not have.
It was after Emmett and Rosalie hauled me out of the house, I ran off into the woods, ashamed that I tried to kill my brother's love and my wife's best friend. It was a few hours later when Alice came to me. As soon as she was within my range, I could feel the disappointment and anger aimed at me.
That was the night, Jasper Hale Cullen died. Alice tossed me aside like I was last season's Prada. She told me she couldn't be with me; that she couldn't even look at me anymore. I disgusted her. She slapped me across the face when I begged her not to leave, that I was sorry. She might as well have ripped my dead heart right out of my chest. She basically told me to piss off forever. That's what I did.
I ran. I ran until I could no longer feel my legs, I was just running on autopilot. I ended up back in the south. My home. The night I arrived, I walked straight into some bar. I was approached by a small brown haired girl, with brown eyes. I felt so much rage at that point; I lured her outside and killed her in the surrounding forest. From then on my so called life had changed.
I was surprised when I received a phone call years later from my fucker of a brother, telling me I had better come and visit him and Charlotte; that they missed me and were worried about me. But something was going on with that fucker and I knew he wasn't telling me something. I agreed to stay with them for a while so we could catch up. I thought it might have been good to see my brother and sister again.
I was knocking on their door three days later and was jumped on by Charlotte who wrapped her arms and legs around me body, hugging me in her death grip. When she climbed off me, she gripped my shoulders before throwing a bunch to my face.
"If you fucker go so long without visiting us again, I will rip your dick off and shove it up Peter's ass."
Ahh, I really did miss Charlotte.
Peter took one look at me and started screaming like the pissy ass girl he really is. He was soon jumping up and down, clinging on my neck, planting kisses all over his face.
"Ooo babe! I've missed you so much!"
He started squealing in my ear so I pushed that fucker off me. We then spent the next couple of hours rolling around in the front lawn, him trying to cuddle me and me trying to get away from his girly ass. Char only managed to pull us apart, with the promise of giving Peter lots of animal sex.
After that, we spent the next couple of days chatting and catching up. I told them all about Isabella Swan and how she fucked my life. I told them all about what happened between me and Alice and about how the whole family turned their backs on me. But that was soon interrupted when Peter claimed they had to leave and that I was to stay where I was. They were gone for a couple of hours and brought back the one thing I hated the most.
Isabella Swan.
She had grown into a woman. She had grown curves in all the right places and her once flat chest had grown to a full size C. Her hair was longer and darker and her facial features had become more womanly. But from the moment I looked into her eyes, everything went black with rage.
"What the fuck are you doing here?"
She had stepped away from Peter, trying to stare me down. Her hands were clenched into tight fists and she was visibly shaking.
I could see the pure hatred and anger in her eyes. I felt a slight wave of judgment aimed towards me. How dare that little cunt judge me!
"I could ask you the same fucking thing Isabella!" I growled back at her, losing my control.
"What the fuck is your problem?" She all but screamed at me. She seriously fucking asked me what my problem was! That little bitch had another thing coming!
"You're the one who fucking ruined my life you no good mother fucking son of a…"
She never got the chance to finish her sentence, as I flew towards here, anger flowing through every inch of my body. I wasn't thinking clearly before I sunk my teeth into her shoulder. My Major instincts took over – kill and destroy.
She was suddenly flying across the lawn as Peter tacked me from the side, knocking me away from Isabella. We were growling loudly and snapping at each other, trying to get a bite in.
I finally came to my scenes when Peter ripped my arms off and began beating the shit out of me with them.
"What the fuck is the matter with you?"
I just continued to growl at him.
"Fuck sake Major, you have got to calm the fuck down!" Peter's use of my nickname began to bring me around.
"Fucking listen to me Major, you've fucked up with Isabella now pull yourself together."
I stopped growling and trying to get out of Peter's hold.
"Get out of here for a while. Calm down. Go hunt or something. But I don't want you coming back here until you are completely calm. Fuck, go do some fucking yoga if you have to!"
Peter hauled me up and pated me on the side of the head before pulling me into a hug.
"Everything will get better bro."
He pulled away and I glanced over to see a writhing Isabella on the floor, crying in pain before sprinting off into the forest surrounding their house.
What the fuck had I done?
A/N: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Yeah so that was that...You even got a bit of Jasper POV :) SO there isn't much to say..but there it is :D
Oh! Some people commented about how Bella was 'raped' by Tom...She wasn't...Im sorry if thats how it came off but it wasnt rape...she was just really drunk..Tom had drunk the same amount...it was just one of those shitty cards in life :/...so now we got that cleared up...
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