Jasper:
I hurried through the parking lot, my back swinging loosely at my side. A cool breeze brushed up the asphalt and up my body as students around me shivered. Rubbing my arms roughly, I shook my head. The illusion of being human was sure time consuming. Snapping the keys from my pocket, I unlocked Rosalie's convertible, tossing my bag into the back seat.
As I sped down the street, my mind wandered to Alice's emotions. Nearing the house, I felt a spike of lust shoot through me. I was still a few blocks off but she must have already seen me coming. I clenched the wheel firmly as another jab of lust hit me. That mynx, such a distraction. I slowed to a stop in the driveway, leaping over the door fluidly. Running up the steps into the house, I said a quick hello to Esme as I hurried toward the stairs.
I appeared at the door of our bedroom, my ear catching her soft humming as I pressed my hand on the knob.
I walked into the room finding her quickly in the middle of her closet. Wrapping my arms around her stomach, I pulled her backward against me. "What was that about earlier"? I whispered into her hair as she smirked.
"I was just admiring that jacket of yours." She whispered pointing off toward the far corner of the closet that I claimed as my own. "You hardly wear it anymore yet you look so good in it". She said smiling up at me as she turned around. She ran her fingers up the side of my cheek into my hair as her eyes danced over my face. "How was school"?
"Fine. Boring". I muttered as she leaned up to kiss me. Wrapping my arms around her lower back, I lifted her from the ground carrying her slowly toward the bed.
"Aw. Sorry it was boring". she smirked, leaning backward as we sat on the mattress.
My eyes moved slowly over her face as I released her, my hand lingering on hers. We fell into a comfortable silence as she draped her legs over mine as she laid on her back. Biting my lip lightly, I stared down at her. "Alice"? I whispered as her eyes turned up to me brightly. Taking a breath, I looked away. "Did you give any thought to what James said"? I ventured softly as she remained silent.
I watched her sit up, her hands brushing over my forearm as she looked out the window. "Not too much. I am scared of what I might learn about myself.
I reached out to her, my fingers trailing through her short hair.
She looked at me, her head tilting into my open palm. "Why was I committed? Did I do something wrong"?
"I'm sure that isn't the case". I whispered as she closed her eyes.
"People who are committed to insane asylums are either a danger to themselves or others". She muttered, her lips grazing my skin. "I must have done something".
I nodded slowly as her eyes turned toward me. "I think you should look into it. I know when we first met you talked about wanting to remember your past and you were sad that you couldn't. I don't want you to be sad".
She smiled lightly, her fingers gliding down my neck. "I'm not sad. I suppose I do want to know somethings. Did I have a family? Who were they? Why-" She trailed off, her lip quivering. "Why they let me go to an asylum".
I shook my head, my hand closing around the back of her neck. "You don't have to if it makes you upset. It doesn't matter what happened in your past because if it didn't happen I never would have had met you". I watched her smile, her lips pressing against mine.
"Will you go with me? If it requires me leaving home will you come?" She said looking up through her lashes at me.
"You needn't ask. You already know the answer." I whispered kissing her lips lightly.
Alice:
I thought it was strange that Jasper brought up James, but I knew his intentions. Distraction. Very clever Jaz. But I did try to respect my promise to not interfere unless she was in danger.
Jasper and I walked downstairs to join Emmett and Rosalie in the living room. After a quick scan of the room, I realized someone was missing. "Where's Edward?" I whispered looking at Rosalie. She shrugged casually looking at Emmett as he spoke.
"He went hunting". He muttered softly, his eyes turning back to the t.v.
"Hunting"? I whispered looking back at Jasper.
Hunting was just an excuse, he wanted to be alone we all knew it. How long would he be this way? Would he go back to how he was before Bella? An empty shell who just existed yet didn't live. I wouldn't stand for it yet there was nothing that could be done. I walked alongside Jasper, falling smoothly into the couch as the room became quiet. Esme walked into the room a moment later, her eyes locking on the trees behind the large glass window.
I sighed, my eyes falling shut as Jasper clenched my hands.
Though I was trying to ignore visions of Bella, it didn't mean that I didn't have them. I saw her decision to not speak to anyone about Edward was affecting her life dramatically. All her friends stopped calling, she rarely spoke to Charlie or Renee, and she wandered around the house with a stoic expression. Then I saw her decision to rip out the stereo we'd bought her, I can understand that. It reminded her of her true love and the life she longed for.
Shaking my head, I leaned into Jasper's shoulder, my hand squeezing his bicep.
The front door opened a crack, Carlisle stepping cautiously over threshold. His eyes moved over us as he smiled weakly. Turning toward the kitchen he disappeared as Esme followed silently behind.
I jumped up from the couch, Jasper's eyes flicking to me for a moment before he fell back into conversation with Emmett.
"Carlisle". I called walking into the kitchen as he and Esme spoke softly.
"Yes Alice"? He said, his expression brightening as he looked at me.
Leaning against the counter top, I looked up into his eyes. "So I suppose Jasper is trying to distract me, he must have spoke to you already".
He smiled knowingly as he placed his hands on the counter. "Well he mentioned it."
"Would there be anyway of knowing if what James said was true? You don't think they destroyed all the records do you"?
Carlisle paused, his head shaking back and forth slightly. "From the asylum, possibly. But there is a national records building in D.C. They have pretty much every case on file, I'm sure you could find it."
I nodded slowly, the promise of possibly learning something about my past spiking my interest. "Okay." I whispered looking from him to Esme.
"You know you really don't have to do this if you don't want to". Esme said softly, her hand gently resting on mine.
"It's alright Esme, I wanna know why I was in an asylum". I choked out the last word, as a lump formed in my throat. Could I really have been in an asylum? Was I crazy? Did I try to hurt someone? I shook my head as they examined me carefully. Something about my expression must have bothered them. Smiling up at them, I glided from the room back to the couch.
Curling up into Jasper's chest, I closed my eyes and listened to them talk.