My Life, My Pain, My Struggles
Okay. So this is a story about Jasper (Obviously). This is basically about what I think would happen if Jasper never met the Cullens, and never met Alice. This takes place around the time New Moon takes place. But why did Edward leave then? Well, let's find out in the story.
Dislcaimer: I do not own Twilight; Stephenie Meyer does. I don't own any songs or books mentioned, either. They belong to their rightful owners. This was created because I felt like entertaining myself and other readers.
Happy Reading! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Jasper's pov
Elise's father finally got to the clinic, so I left. God, what the hell took him so long? He looked like he was about to attack me when he got to the clinic, though. I didn't care. I could easily beat the crap out of him. Believe me, I could.
I was now inside my house. I was bored to death. Well, at least I had an Ipod. I lay down on the bed even though It's literally impossible for me to get any sleep at all. I listened to the "Turkish March" by Wolfgang Armadeus
Mozart. Mozart was one of my favorite classical composers. Classical is my favorite music genre, rock being my second favorite. I hated rap.
I mean, what the hell is that crap? All you have to do is rhyme. It's like they're writing poetry, only poetry is much better and rap makes my ears bleed. Well, not literally, but I wouldn't be surprised if it actually happened to me.
I started to read from where I left off in The Stand by Stephen King. It was a really good book, and I was nearly finished with it. I only had another
thirty-something pages to it.
Then I heard something outside. I heard footsteps outside. I practically flew outside the door. Then I sulked. It was that Edward Cullen guy.
"Hey," was all he said. He just stood there in front of me, like he was expecting something.
"Yeah, hey... Look, what the hell do you want? If you want to hunt, hunt somewhere else. I'm trying to read and relax. What are you even doing in Helena, anyways?"
"That's none of your buisiness," he replied. "There's only you here, so there is enough food to go around."
"Whatever. It is exactly my buisiness, if you want to hunt here. You come from a coven, am I right?"
"Yes. I came from a coven. I come from the Olympic Coven. I left, though, because there was a girl whose blood I thirsted for. I eventually became her boyfriend, which resulted in her nearly being murdered by James, a vampire who is from the American nomads. He was thirsting for her blood as well. I loved her, I really did. But I put her in so much danger, and my family and I had to leave. That caused us to seperate. So that's how I'm here now...."
"Well, if you truly love her, why don't you go back to her? From the way it sounds, this girl truly loved you as well. Go back to her."
"But I can't," he protested. "This girl is a danger magnet. I put her in even more danger."
"Well, you saved her as well. Now hunt and go," I commanded him, using my charisma to persuade him to go. He hesitantly did.
I sighed and entered my house. It was now nearly 4:00 in the morning.
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I almost laughed my ass off in gym watching the other students in my gym class play basketball. Some of the boys were staring at the girls with their perfect bodies. I could sense waves of lust radiating off of those boys. I also almost laughed my ass off watching two kids who clearly couldn't play basketball.
Some of the girls, however, were watching and snickering at Elise, who was sitting on the bleachers with her broken leg. How freaking cruel. I instantly recognized the girls as Tia, red, and the black-haired girl.
The guys on my team cheered when I easily got the basketball in the hoop. Another point for our team. I was the one getting all the shots, though. I wish they would stop depending on me so much... I was getting pissed off.
I glanced at Tia, Red, and the black-haired girl. Tia smiled suggestfully and
waved at me. I just gave her the evil eye. Red and the black-haired girl shuddered, but Tia just giggled. God, she was really pissing me off.
I hesitantly walked up to Elise. Her sadness was really.... annoying, I guess you could say. I wonder if there's a way to ask people to not be sad? Well, now would be the time to ask that, but I'm too polite to actually ask her, I to her would be risky. Her blood sings to me.
"Hey, are you all right?" I asked softly. She looked up. Her eyes were really... beautiful. They were like sky blue or something. But one bite out of her and turning her into a vampire, those beautiful blues would be a hideous red.
"Yes. I never got to say it, but thank you for carrying me to the clinic. I didn't mean to be a hassle."
Whoa. That surprised me. I looked around because it just got so quiet. Everyone in the gym was staring at us like we were lepers. What the hell? Can't I just strike up a conversation with a normal person for once? Can't I have a life if I want to? Well, I guess not. It was wrong for me to think that I could. If I befriended anyone here, I would be putting them in danger. I hated what I was, and normally I just hated humans.
"Ah, it's all right. You weren't being a hassle, and I was happy to do it," I replied. Then Elise looked around and scowled.
"I don't think you should try to talk to me. Other people might get angry that you don't talk to them. After all, you're all what they've been talking about lately. You are practically a celebrity."
I laughed softly. "Let them get angry. I don't care. Trust me, I'm not so wonderful after you get to know me. But it's fun talking to you," I joked.
And actually, after I said that, she blushed... a little. And that was much more tempting than how it was a few moments ago. But that blush looked lovely.
"Sorry, I have to go back to playing basketball," I said quickly and hauled my ass away to where the boys were playing basketball. So, being the rude asshole I always was, I left the poor girl confused. But it was for her own well-being.
"Hey, trying to hit it off with the goth girl? Is that your type? You're so weird," Rob Marsh, a boy in all of my classes who was usually a rude bastard, sneered. I just remembered he was Tia Ryan's boyfriend. What a freakin' coincidence. A jerk deserves another jerk.
I said nothing, but I kicked his ass at basketball. He was, after all, on the other team. What could I do about that?
A few minutes later, the bell rang. I headed off to History class. Yet again, I'm going to ask myself why the hell I have to go. I was freakin' history! Christ, I was in the Confederate States army during the Civil War. Well, I couldn't skip classes yet, because I wasn't allowed to drive yet. So I would have to wait until I was in my Junior year. And that was another year from now. Well, that's not too bad, I guess.
Just my luck. We were studying the Civil War in History Class. Call me the teacher's pet. Ms. Sanborne was already all over me. She just loved me because I knew so much about the Civil War. Well, what do you expect? Huh?
After History got over, I walked to the bus station. I sighed in relief as I got on the bus. There was no Edward Cullen today. That was a good sign. Maybe he went back to his coven?
I got up for an elderly man. He needed the seat more than I did. So I just stood in the bus, earning stares from everyone there.
I stood there for another fifteen minutes until the bus reached my stop. I got off the bus and walked home.