Vampire Tears by Smiles-to-Smirks.
Chapter Four
Jasper was once again in his room listening to his music on his new music player that Peter stole for him. He barely ever came out of his room. He refused to hunt and this caused him immense pain as not feeding would cause his throat to burn like hell, but he didn't care. He deserved the pain.
"Come on Jasper! Please come out Sweetie! Your suffering here," Char begged him, "They are only criminals. They don't really deserve to live."
They had tried everything for him. Criminals, the dying, they had even brought him back blood in bags in hope that if he didn't know who it was from then it would be alright. But every time he even caught a whiff of the human blood he relived that seven-year-old girl's death with the blonde hair in pigtails and eyes as blue as the sky and he could not bring himself to swallow. All those memories would cause him to sink lower into his depression.
Being an empath made him feel all the emotions the humans felt and being a vampire made it so he could remember each and every one of them, including the exact moment the light left that little girl's eyes and that he was the reason the light went out.
"I can't! I cannot take it anymore," being in his state, Jasper had started to lose control of his gift and leak out his depression to Peter and Charlotte. In the camp they had thought it was their own emotions of pain and depression but only until recently, they has realised it was in fact Jasper's, it had always been Jaspers. And apparently Peter could not take it anymore either.
"Right I know what to do!" he shouted and stood up, "Everyone start packing, we are going on a trip and you Jasper Whitlock are moving out!"
"Please don't kick me out Peter! I love y'all. Please I cannot be without y'all!" he pleaded.
"Peter Whitlock! You will not kick your brother out!" Charlotte scolded.
"No Sugartits, we are going with him. My noggin' is telling me of someone that can help."
"Oh no, not this Yoda shit again Peter. Please I will be alright, just give me some time," Jasper pleaded again.
"Tough titties Whitlock! We are moving and me noggin is tellin' me to get your ass down to Forks. Have I ever let you down?" Peter asked Jasper whilst batting his eyes and pouting like a child.
"Actually, there was this time when you said that it would be okay to moon the police. That time you dressed Char in that short ass dress and she was arrested for being a hooker! That time that you played dead in the middle of the road and we ended up bustin' your ass from the morgue..."
"And what a fine ass I got, aint that right Sugar?" Peter replied winking at Char, "Now Major! We are leaving whether you like it or not," Peter interrupted as he dragged Jasper out the door.
"Fucker. I'm gonna burn your ass one day."