Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. Whether I like it or not I also do not own Taylor Swift and/or any of her songs in the Speak Now album! I made a few changes, If you want them extended you can tell me in a review and I will make a separate story. Story 02 Mine
I took a breath and walked into the café. It was my usual routine, ever constant, and never changing, just the way I liked it. I got up every day and walked to here, here is Breakfast at Rosalie's. As I had found out in one of my visit's she really liked the movie 'Breakfast at Tiffany's'. As the bell above the door chimed I took in the smell of fresh coffee and bagels.
"Allison, how are you?" Rosalie smiled handing me the latest paper as I sat down in my usual spot.
"Same as always," I answered opening the paper to the crossword section.
"How about your parents?" she asked hesitantly.
"No broken china this morning thankfully," I replied simply, "Obviously I wasn't too bad this morning."
"Alice, it's not your fault okay."
I nodded tentatively and grabbed a pen out of my bag giving Rosalie a silent invitation to leave.
1 down, Throw . . . . (4 letters)
"Four letter word for throw, umm, throw…throw?-"
"Toss?" said a southern voice.
"Thanks," I said writing the word in the four boxes.
"Can I get you anything?" the voice asked again.
I looked up at the man who was disturbing me from my crossword ready to yell but was rendered speechless by his bright sky blue eyes.
"Ah, my…usual…order…" I answered trailing off.
"I'm new, I ah, I don't know what it is."
"Oh, right," I chuckled, "Umm-"
"She has a Vanilla Cappuccino, and she won't drink it unless it has whipped cream on top," Emmett boomed from the counter.
The southern boy laughed at Emmett from the counter and wrote it down on his note pad.
"I'll be right back," he smiled.
"Who's that?" I asked Rosalie grabbing her arm before she walked passed.
"Your southern waiter, was my cousin Jasper Whitlock, he's working part-time to pay off his College Tuition, he moved here from Summerville, doesn't surprise me though his town was very small."
"Can you believe it? How far we've come?"
Jasper smiled down at me as I shifted on his lap. I couldn't help but remember how we came to this.
It was a warm summer day very unusual weather for Forks, Washington. It was unsettling, rain was something I liked, it kept up with my frame of mind, and it was constant. Sun, was bright and shiny and absolutely not a bad mood setter…I hated it.
"Ugh…yuck, it's sunny outside, how awful," I cringed.
"How can you not like the sun, it's magical," Jasper sighed.
"Fantasising about the sun are we?"
"No."
"Your mad, the sun, it's not good, it's blindingly bright and it's gives you sunburn which can give you cancer which causes you to die," I explained.
"Wow, a bit cynical are we?"
"No," I said with more force than intended.
Jasper shied back a little from me.
"Sorry."
"Do you want to go to the beach?" he asked.
"The beach? As in water and blinding sunlight? No thanks."
"C'mon Allison, it'll be fun, live a little."
He smiled his charming southern smile at me and for the first time in my life I caved.
"Fine."
Jasper's eyes light up extra bright and he grabbed my hand pulling me as fast as he could out of the door.
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"I guess it's not that bad," I rationalised.
"Come and sit," Jasper said patting a place on the rock he sat.
I sat down next to him and hesitantly leant my head on is shoulder. He wrapped his arms around my shoulders and leant his head on mine.
It made me feel so brave. I felt rebellious, my father would never approve. Dad was so careless and I was so careful but at this moment, this moment I didn't care.
"Jasper, I'm here," I hollered as I walked in the door placing another box of items on the floor and the keys on the side table.
"I'm in the kitchen," he replied leaning his head out the side of the door.
I gathered my now sat items and carried them into my room in his rented house.
"Allison, can I talk to you?" Jasper asked.
I flinched, I was only called Allison when I was in trouble, and that didn't involve very pleasant things.
"Sure."
I walked into the kitchen slowly and leant against the door.
"The past month, you've seemed a little guarded and I was wondering, if I wasn't walking into a deep hole I couldn't get out of, if you would tell me why?"
He watched me with hesitant eyes; unsure of what I was going to do….he wasn't the only one. I slid down the frame of the door until I landed on safe ground.
"My parents weren't the best role models, my mother, she had her perfect white wedding fairy-tale life planned out and it was going great for her she had my sister and brother and that's how she wanted it. But then she had me-"
"Alice," he chastised.
"Just listen. She wanted pigeon pair one girl and one boy, I was accidental and I caused my parents to fight, they would yell, throw plates and smash doors. My dad was careless, so to repay God of his mistakes, I'm careful. My dad couldn't handle my mother and he cheated….he cheated us. So I ran. They divorced three months later"
"That's why you're not reckless."
"Yeah, I'm a flight risk with a fear of falling. I don't get why we bother with love, if it never lasts."
"I promise you with my heart and soul Alice, we won't make your parents mistakes."
I admired his optimism but it was aiming to we had bills to pay and nothing figured out, but when it was hard to take you know what I thought about.
The time we were sitting by the water.
It was a warm summer day very unusual weather for Forks, Washington. It was unsettling, rain was something I liked, it kept up with my frame of mind, and it was constant. Sun, was bright and shiny and absolutely not a bad mood setter…I hated it.
"Ugh…yuck, it's sunny outside, how awful," I cringed.
"How can you not like the sun, it's magical," Jasper sighed.
"Fantasising about the sun are we?"
"No."
"Your mad, the sun, it's not good, it's blindingly bright and it's gives you sunburn which can give you cancer which causes you to die," I explained.
"Wow, a bit cynical are we?"
"No," I said with more force than intended.
Jasper shied back a little from me.
"Sorry."
"Do you want to go to the beach?" he asked.
"The beach? As in water and blinding sunlight? No thanks."
"C'mon Allison, it'll be fun, live a little."
He smiled his charming southern smile at me and for the first time in my life I caved.
"Fine."
Jasper's eyes light up extra bright and he grabbed my hand pulling me as fast as he could out of the door.
"I guess it's not that bad," I rationalised.
"Come and sit," Jasper said patting a place on the rock he sat.
I sat down next to him and hesitantly leant my head on is shoulder. He wrapped his arms around my shoulders and leant his head on mine.
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I remember all the city lights on the water…he saw me start to believe for the first time
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"Look Allison, a dingy," Jasper said pointing to the boat.
"Ooh, A boat," I exclaimed sarcastically.
"Don't be cheeky."
"What's so special about a boat?" I asked.
"Boats are magical," Jasper replied.
"You think everything is magical."
"That's because everything is magical, you've just got to give whatever your looking at a chance to show you just how magical it is."
"Okay then, prove that this boat is magical."
Jasper smiled mischievously with a glint in his eye. If he showed me this boat was magical I would believe in fate and destiny, but I didn't tell him that, I don't want his hopes high for no reason. Jazz grabbed the boat while it grabbed out gear. we pushed it out to shallow water and I climbed in. Whilst he pushed it into knee deep water I prepared the oars.
"Give me a hand," Jasper said extending his arm. I grabbed onto it and attempted to pull him up, which was surprisingly easier than I thought.
"Hey, Alice look at all the pretty city lights," Jasper said pointing behind my head.
I look over there and saw nothing I was about to give Jasper a mouthful but when I turned around I couldn't speak. Jasper had an engagement ring in his hand.
"Mary Alice Brandon, will you marry me?"
"Yes," I squealed in delight.
I thought everything was perfect, I thought this time was different I was actually going to be happy and have an ever after, but I was wrong. I remember one fight at two-thirty in the morning and he said everything was slipping right out of our hands.
"Hey Honey," I said as Jasper worked through the door. I was making dinner for him because he had two work late,"Dinner is ready."
"I don't want it," he said and continued walking.
"I made it especially for you," I smiled.
"I SAID I DON"T WANT IT!"
"Sorry," I mumbled.
"Sorry...you're SORRY, I've been working for 5 hours over time and your sorry?" he shouted
"Just because you've been working over hours doesn't give you the right to yell at me," I yelled back.
"Why are we doing this ALICE!"
"I can't do this," I sniffed.
"WHAT?"
"I said...I CAN'T DO THIS," I repeated, "It cuts too close to home."
"Then GO!"
I ran out crying and he followed me out into the streets. I braced myself for the goodbye, because that was all I'd ever known. But he took me by surprise.
"I'll never leave you alone," he said.
"What?"
"I remember how we felt sittin' by the water and every time I look at you it's like the first time. I fell in love with a careless man's careful daughter she is the best thing that's ever been mine. Hold on and make it last, hold on and never look back."
You made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter. You are the best thing that's ever been mine.
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From that day on not one bad thing happened to us. We didn't fight, because we didn't need to. I had two kids with Jasper, they were both girls and we named them Destiny and Faith.
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