SEASONS OF CHANGE
By: Sonja Cullens
(Stephanie Meyer, author of theTwilight Series,created and owns the names and character profiles in my story. I will be adding some new characters as the story progresses.)
When we are no longer able to change a situation, we are challenged to change ourselves
By - Victor Frankl.
CHAPTER 3 – PUNISHMENT AND REWARDS FOR PEEPING TOMS
JASPERS POV
The wind was brushing against my skin as I was running through the woods to confront the humans that had invaded my privacy. As I was running, I felt my body flying, barely touching the ground. The sky was lit up by the moon and sparkling stars assisting me with finding my target. I darted around trees and over lakes trying to decipher the best way to put the fear of God into these young peeping Toms without physically hurting them. My thoughts of the events that occurred just minutes before my awareness of the possibility of placing my mate in danger to satisfy a hunger that I have had for some time for Alice, fantasies of forbidden love, was bringing me much anguish now. I always envied the sexual relationship that Rose and Emmett shared. As you can imagine with someone having the gifted abilities that I have, Rose and Emmett's dynamic relationship was racing through my veins like someone having a triple shot of espresso. They were doing it all the time and, to make matters worse, it was the family joke that this couple literary tore down several houses from their sexual exploits. I must say I was very pleased with myself when Alice came not once but multiple times. Granted, we didn't break any furniture or tear down any walls, but I did make her purr and I know the next town over could hear her scream as her body riveted with orgasms. But it was sickening to me now to know that other people, other boys, have seen her naked, have seen her going through sexual ecstasy, have heard her beg and moan for more of me, and worse, saw her wetness explode everywhere. I might as well video taped the event and posted it on the internet for all to see. If I were Emmett I would be walking around gloating what I had done and had proof of it because others had seen it. But I am not Emmett, I am a southern gentleman and since meeting my Alice, I have become more at peace with myself and the world; she makes me feel complete. I would do anything in my power to keep her safe, even give up my own life.
I was mentally abusing myself for my carelessness. I cannot imagine living my life without Alice. She is not only my wife, mate, best friend, but also my mentor. She has helped me grow in so many ways; the most important way is helping me cope with my lust for human blood. She helps me deal with my past memories and press on to live with what is happening today and looking forward to tomorrow. God, am I such a selfish animal to want what I did to my wife today, not foreseeing the possible consequences that just occurred? But, oh it felt so good and so heavenly right when I was doing it though. And, I know she enjoyed every second of my display of being a bad boy. She was wearing nothing but a smile and a wet pussy when I finished her off. Oh … those humans … what am I going to do …
Just as I was reaching the location of where I tracked the humans to be so that I could confront the peeping Toms concerning the invasion of ones privacy, I started smelling different scents. I smelled the blood of an animal nearby; somewhat distracting, but then the wind licked against my face, making my eyes roll back into my head as I breathed in the intoxicating scent of an open wound of a human. One of the boys must have been injured during my pursuit of tracking them; that means they must be down and now weak. Weak, if I was a true animal, it would be my responsibility to destroy the weak, remove the misery and pain. "No, No", my mind is screaming," stop thinking that Jasper. The Cullens and most importantly, your wife, would shun you should you harm any humans." As I was analyzing my next step, best options, and strength for not being tempted to sample the human's blood, I came across another distinctive smell … smell of a nearby vampire. My body instantly crouched into a defensive mode; prepared to fight for my safety, and yes, the humans. My brothers would be proud of me right at this moment.
EDWARD'S POV
I grabbed Renesmee's hand without thought or possible risk to her and ran with all my might to where I knew my brother was to be. I knew Jasper would never hurt Nessie, he has come such a long way from where he tried to attack my wife years ago over a simple paper cut. Now, I could hear the torment that Jasper was having with himself. I just hope I could reach those boys first so that I could help Jasper work through his need for human blood, assist the boys with their injury and deal with the problem of having them trespass on Cullen land. Like my brother Jasper, I preferred to keep Bella and I's sexual relationship private. My raw sexual feelings and physical need for my wife didn't need to be seen by others. Thinking about my intimacy with Bella pulled my mind to the other night when I made loved to Bella. We were like horny teenagers at a drive in movie. We couldn't get enough of each other. I knew I had cum at least six times that night; yes, a new record for us. My Bella ... I can't imagine living in a world without her. She is the most important thing to me besides our daughter, Renesmee, fondly called Nessie. They were the most important thing to me ever." I quickly switched back again to Jasper's anguished thoughts ... trying to analyze what the best course was for handling the situation ... Unfortunately it was a fleeting thought as I flitted back to thoughts of Bella and my needs for her both in private and in public. I chuckled at myself of an image of me not being able to control my desire to slip passionate kisses on my wife's luscious lips, especially when Jacob was around. I know Jacob no longer had feelings for my wife, but I still liked to instinctively mark my territory when he was around. Yes, it was a guy thing. I kind of snickered at myself for my own weakness. That is when I began seeing images pass through me; images of me and Bella as if I was seeing from outside looking at the both of us. That is when I realized that Renesmee was pushing image to me to ask what was so funny and why were we racing into the woods.
Renesmee and I reached the boys first. She quickly ran where the one boy was leaning against the tree for support. I could hear the boys labored breathing and instantly knew that he was the one that was injured. As if reading my thoughts, Renesmee introduced herself and began checking for injuries and doing her best in helping to calm the boys; their hearts seemed to be beating out of their chest. I could hear the boys scared thoughts and now worried how I was going to keep them safe from Jasper. I had to mentally prepare myself for a potential battle against my brother because I had just now read Jasper's thoughts of having the responsibility to destroy the weak. What .... my brother thoughts just did a 360 degree change; his thoughts changed to keeping the boys safe ... safe from the vampire he smells ... that vampire is me." I looked to the left as my brother reached to us, wearing a smirk on my face as I could see Jasper crouched, preparing himself to battle me. I cautiously walked toward Jasper, analyzing his thoughts as I reached within 200 feet of this killing machine. Jasper looked at me, shook his hand a couple of times as if to clear his thoughts as I reached out to grab his hand to pull him up to stand next to me. Then, before my thoughts could grasps his next thoughts, my brother hugged me. His face was priceless. I hope that Alice was able that Alice was able to have visions of what is going on now.
PEEPING TOM POV
The pain in my body numbed as my eyes came across the most beautiful woman I ever had an opportunity to lay eyes on. Yes, even the girls in the magazine, Play Boy, that I had hidden under my bed (don't tell mom that I have them. My dad purchased them for me) at home was not even a close comparison to this goddess' beauty. She was exquisite and believe it or not, was walking toward me. I really must be hallucinating. Her hair was long and golden, holding a light curl that clung to her body and reached just above her curvy hips. She had some locks of hair that fail loosely against her cheek. If only I had the courage to reach up to push it at away. Her face had a faint flush from her recent run through the woods, cute puckered lips and her smell ... her smell was like nothing I had smelled before ... lightly flowered perfume drifted from her skin, enveloping her sweet scent for me to breathe in, to savor. Her smell evoked a need in me that unleashed such a rush of adrenalin, if only I was not in my current state of needing help. Worse yet, I knew I was going to have to explain why my brother and I were on these peoples land, and why we felt compelled to invade one of the couples intimate sexual exploits ... you know ... looking into the cottage window to see a free porn show. Cottage window ... my memory of the events that occurred less than 20 minutes ago came erupting to the top of my mind. My member began throbbing from the thinking about wanting to be in that man's role of sexually pounding the hell out of that small, petite woman and watching her explode ... the guy is written number one on my list of guys to emulate. I hope someday I could evoke that kind of physical reaction to my lover. Maybe if I was lucky it could be with this beauty that is standing in front of me. I just hoped I could make it home to jot down my notes of todays events to help remind me of new tricks to use should I ever have the opportunity to get a girl in bed with me. Yes, I am still a virgin but a guy could dream.
RENESMEE POV:
I was sprinting with my dad, having a little difficulty keeping up with him and trying to figure out why he had a sudden urge to run, tugging me along in the process. I raised my hand closer to my father to project images and questions to what I was thinking as we all of a sudden came across two boys in our woods. Once boy was sitting on the ground near another boy leaning against the tree who seemed to appear hurt. My thoughts quickly registered why dad ran here when out of the corner of my eyes I could see Uncle Jasper charging toward us. I just hoped my dad could convince my uncle to stay away so that we could keep these boys safe from Uncle Jasper's blood lust and to get them safely to our home so that Grandpa Carlisle could treat them.
I carefully approached the boys. One boy was leaning up against the tree. He seemed dazed ... perhaps going through shock because of his injuries. He seemed to have quite a few visible cuts and bruises on his skin. I could see a bone protruding from the boy sitting on the ground. The fracture was located on his lower leg area; I believe it was his ankle. The boy already had swelling and bruising around the ankle. He probably broke his ankle while tripping over one of those huge tree roots sticking out of the ground I thought. I just wondered what caused them to be running so fast to not be more aware of their surroundings and, of course, safety. I was analyzing how I could assist this boy back to our house when a deep voice broke my concentration ... "Hello, my name is Gavin and the boy next to me is my brother, Thomas. We live in the home nearby." Do you think it would be possible for you to call our parents. My brother is really hurt. I think he broke his leg." I stopped the chattering in my head to grasp what the boy was saying to me, paying more attention to his face and his voice. The sound of his voice practically gave me chills. Our eyes connected and the rest of the world seemed to be lost. I shook my head to clear the fog that seemed to block my brain ... Jacob should be the only person to capture that type of feeling in me. So, why am I feeling this way. I was going to have to speak to mom about this feeling when I get home. I must say for a human, he was quite frankly hot. He had dark hair with tiny waves springing out where it got unruly, taut grim face, high cheekbones and a willfull mouth. His eyes ... black-lashed deep blue eyes that seem to hold endless layers of clear brilliance. Just as I began to fascinate about this creature in front of me, my father cleared his throat, as if to interrupt my thought to bring me back to the present ... these boys are hurt and needed medical assistance. I looked at my dad and uncle as I spoke, providing them with a description of my assessment for both boys. As I was speaking to family I looked back to the boys to reassure them that they were safe and that my family could help them.
CHAPTER 4: MENDING (MORE WAYS THAN ONE) and CHAPTER 5: LOST AND FOUND - will be posted in a few days. I wanted to get chapter 3 posted and will probably return to it one more time tomorrow to tweak it a little because I still don't have the warm fuzzies about how I have this storyline plotted out yet. If you have any ideas ... please feel free to send them my way. This is not just my story to enjoy but is yours, as well.
