A/N: Thank you everyone who reviewed! Those, even the short ones, mean the world to me. Kay, so I'm not bringing Jasper back into to her life yet. That won't happen for a while, and their relationship WILL take a while to develop. This chapter won't be about that. So, I need your opinions about where this should go. Also, the Cullens will be known. (They can't be forgotten forever, they still check up on Jasper) But it won't be huge (especially not at first) Thanks! And enjoy. Oh, one more thing, do you like the switch in POV's? Or should I keep it to one a chapter? And, I skip the text conversation from the previous chapter, so I'm sorry if you get confused. _
(Peter's POV)
I wasn't quite sure what to think of Jasper's presence. If it was his goal to make himself known, he accomplished it. There was no way he didn't see me, his senses are too strong for that. Besides, we're family which makes it even stronger. I'm not quite sure why he didn't react, but whatever it was, I'm very thankful. I wasn't looking for a confrontation, especially not with humans present; or more specifically, Izzy. She seemed reluctant to trust me, so it would be worse if she found out about my immortality.
It was weird though… it was as though she already knew what I was. I don't know how she knew though, besides she probably would have brought it up. Either way, this little human shouldn't be my concern. (Even though she already felt like my sister. What can I say? Vampires have very strong connections.) My concern should be Jasper and monitoring him. Yeah, he's a big boy, but he's unpredictable. That's a good reason why he was bad for that bitch Alice. She sucked the fun out of him and made him predictable.
They all did. They thought he would slip up and had to watch him. That's not who he is, I would know. He was trained to never let people onto what his plans were. If you're to attack your enemy, you certainly don't want them knowing what it is you're going to do. But, oh no! He could give into his natural instincts and kill a human. Or in their eyes, murder (slaughter, mutilate, destroy, take your pick) a human. Sometimes I think Alice was worse than Maria, which is very untrue, but I'd like to believe it. It's clear to Charlotte, Alice, and I; but Jasper feels he owes her his life for saving him from the armies. Personally, I think it's all a part of fate. He doesn't need her, just used her to get on with his life. That sounds horrible doesn't it? Well, all of this serious thinking is making me bored. I'm not a serious person and I need my fill of amusement; which means Jazz better find someone here and leave, 'cause this is annoying. I know, it was my idea to come here, but sneaking around isn't going to work. I'll talk with Charlotte about it and get her opinion on whether we should leave or deal with him.
I walked over to her and began with my problem, "Char, we need to chat." She could sense where I was going with this.
"Oh no, we are not leaving. You dragged me all the way over here to help your brother, and by God we're going to do just that! If you bow out now… well I shouldn't need to threaten you because you know what will happen." Harsh much, gosh!
"Now, that's not what I was going to say," I said tentatively. Again, she interrupted.
"Oh yes it was! If you don't go see him, again because I know you already did, I'm going to call him up and tell him that we're here," she yelled.
"Well, he knows where we are, and he doesn't want to see us. He knows why we're here also, and probably wants us gone as well." I could tell she wasn't happy.
"Why are we having this conversation? You know damn well that we're not leaving until something is resolved here. I'm not leaving just because you want to let him have peace. You know, for a know-it-all, you're a dumbass sometimes. Don't you have something deep and profound you could be doing? I'll handle the Major; you do whatever it is you do. Didn't you meet a new friend? Go hang with her… wait, should I be promoting this? She's not taking my place is she? Don't hang out with her. No, do. I want to meet her, since you seemed to like her so much." Hot and cold much? Just as I was about to retaliate, I got a text from the odd human.
(Izzy's POV)
After that charming text conversation Peter and I had, I went to the designated meeting spot. He was nowhere to be seen, and my thoughts wouldn't stop rushing through my head. I couldn't help but think about immortals and how they ruin my life. Brooding isn't something I should be doing, but I also know that I shouldn't let Peter take over my life. I have to be smart about this. Even if he is just a human, which I'm hoping is the case. Like I said, I can't dwell on this.
Now I'm waiting here, looking around for signs of a pale, cold human. I wasn't waiting very long, before pale, cold, and ALIVE found me. It wasn't Peter though, it was a woman. She approached me slowly.
"Excuse me," she said. "Are you, by any chance Izzy?" Her voice was high and clear, but firm.
"Yeah, that's me. Are you with Peter?" I asked.
"Yes, I'm Charlotte. Peter isn't here yet, I left before him. He should be here soon though." Charlotte was very pretty and had eyes about the same color as Peter. Ha, see? She had blonde hair and was en average height.
"Okay. Are you his girlfriend? I just want you to know that I'm not trying to intrude on your relationship, he's just an acquaintance." I said and she laughed. Well surely that's a good thing, right?
"Oh sweetie, I know that. Besides, I trust you. You don't look like the type to have an affair with a married man." She smiled, obviously amused. Married? Well then I'm very glad Charlotte trusts me. I would hate to come between that. I wasn't after Peter anyway. Speak of the devil, he finally came into view. He began walking down the street towards us. He looked basically like he always did, just like more of an idiot.
"Hey pretty ladies, what're y'all chatting about? Me, I presume." Same old Peter. (Whom I had known for how long?) He looked at me and got over his presumptuous self, "How are you, Chicken? Well, sad, angry, happy? You're not telling me woman!" Well, Charlotte and I both were having none of that. She slapped the back of his head, and I just glared at him. Yes, don't want to hit a vampire now do we? Oh shut it!
"Sorry!" Peter said, "I need to know that both of you are alright. Char you seem to be fine, judging by how hard you hit me. Which was unnecessary. Izzy however, has a problem that needs our attention. So, shall we talk?" I merely nodded and followed him. As it turns out, we didn't need to meet where we did because we didn't stay there. Apparently meeting somewhere that I could find was the best option. We ended up in some park, which I didn't recognize. Don't I have friends for this sort of thing? Friends who know where we are? Oh yeah, they're all hanging out together. Once we had settled, Peter was the first to speak.
"So. I know something's wrong and you're going to have to tell us, no matter how embarrassing, criminal, or taboo it may be. You okay with that?" What kind of a person did he think I was? And didn't he say we could just hang out when he called? I thought he did, but perhaps I'm losing my hearing. Vampire senses… Oh mind, you love tormenting me don't you? I try my best. I am talking to myself again.
Okay, I have two options here. I could change the subject and tell him some lie about how I'm lonely. Or I can tell him my life story. I was never one for the latter.
"Oh, I'm just lonely being here by myself. Nothing more, nothing less. How are you guys?" I lied as smoothly as possible. They both looked incredulous.
Charlotte decided to take this one, "Sweetie, I'm a woman and I can sense lies. You're lying. Now, do you want to tell us or just one of us if you prefer, what the whole problem is? Or just parts if you don't want to relay your entire life to us." If she's so much nicer than Peter, how come she's stuck with him? Okay, so these people don't know me, and I can keep it to the human version right?
"Well, if you really want all of my problems on your shoulders." I said. I didn't mind, but I'm sure they did. I really needed this, no matter how much I hated reliving it.
"Well, we don't want it on our shoulders; just off of yours," Peter said. Okay yeah, I can do this. No I can't, but I'll have to get over it. I've done this before and I can do it again. If they really want to know about all of the horrible things and horrible people in my life, then they can and shall. It had to be done eventually anyway and once it was over with, I could hear theirs and we could all be good friends.
"Chickey!" Peter yelled to grab my attention. "While I don't mind you thinking, you were starting to zone there. You got something to tell us?" Kay, here it goes.
"Well, I'll tell you the shortened version of the beginning. Okay, so I moved in with my dad after my mom went traveling with her husband. I wasn't looking forward to going to a new school and making new friends and it was awful. So, when I was there I met this really mysterious and amazing. I thought he was the best thing that ever happened to me! My dad never like him, he didn't want me getting together with any boys. Well, maybe one but it didn't work. He met someone else and I…" I wasn't coming back to Jake until later. That is, if I did. "Well, it's really complicated from there, but the guy ended up leaving and it broke my heart. It was just awful. Him and his whole family just packed up and left. His dad got a better job and they moved out of state. So, I never saw him again." The tears were welling up now and I had the strong urge to run and hide. "Well, then the guy who my dad actually liked became my really good friend. We did everything together and I thought I could get over the other guy. Then he met someone else and it was, I guess the best way to say it is love at first sight. So, I just shut down. Sure, I had other friends, but those guys were my life. Then, my dad died." The tears were now falling, "Sure, my mom was still alive, but she had her husband and I didn't want to come between that. Everyone had someone, except me. So, by then I had gone to college and met new friends. Which happen to be the friends I'm here with now. So, any other problems in my life you wish to hear about? Or shall we begin with you?" Peter had an odd look on his face, like a light bulb went off when I was talking. Now, he just looked confused.
"That's it?" he asked. "Well, was it teen hormones or what? What made this guy so special?" Ha. Wouldn't you like to know. Why don't you tell him? Maybe he'll admit that he's one as well. Think of it as a big coming out party. That's not funny and it's rude.
"No, he was just really amazing. And I loved his family too; his sister was my best friend. They considered me family which made it even worse when they up and left." I explained. Peter looked even more confused, but that light bulb got brighter. I got the feeling that that wasn't a good thing. It was him that was now lost in thought. Charlotte decided to cover for him.
"Don't mind him, he has a friend that was in a similar situation. Surely," she focused this towards him. "he realizes the difference and knows his place!" She snapped her fingers in front of his face. What does she know that I don't? Better yet, Peter. What did I tell you? You don't want to get involved in this! This could be bad news for everyone. We don't want to go through this again! Still, I was already in and I knew it.
"What's up with you guys? Are you still cool to hang out?" I wasn't sure if they would be after me going through that and whatever thoughts were going through their minds.
"Of course! We should be asking you that! You're the one who needs a friend, but if we're not that person then we'll respect that." Good God, they must be vampires. These people are the best things that happened to me in a very long time. I just hope that nothing comes along to ruin this like it always has. Heck, if they are vampires (fingers crossed they aren't) I'd still be very lucky to have them.
Was that too terribly confusing? I'm sorry, I had to finished this very quickly because it was late. I had to keep reconsidering how to do this. Sorry if you hated it.
