Title: Never Again
Summary: Jasper can't stand to see Bella treated so badly by her boyfriend. A hospital trip causes a confrontation that will change lives. Based on the song Never Again by Nickelback. ALL HUMAN
Rating: M for abuse.
A/N: Yay another chapter! Sorry it's short, but it's a good place to break, blah blah blah you know what I mean :)
Disclaimer- I don't own Twilight. If I did, Edward wouldn't even exist ;p I also don't own the song, Nickelback does, because they are a good band and I wish less people would rag on them.
Jasper scowled at his phone. She always KNEW things! He got in a quick shower then pulled on a pair of dark blue jeans and a plain black tee. He might be editor-in-chief to a successful fashion magazine, but he didn't have to look that way all the time. He grabbed his phone and keys and headed out the door into the hall… only to smack right into his angel, nearly knocking her over.
"Ooof!" The force of the impact had caused her lose her footing. He had really run into her, and now she was falling! What kind of an idiot was he? He quickly pulled her to his chest to keep her on two feet. As soon as he was sure she was steady, he pulled away enough to look down at her. She was in a tank top, with her work shirt tossed casually over one shoulder. Her hair was down, and smelled like oranges. She was stiff as a board.
"You okay?" he asked gently.
She opened her eyes in surprise, as if she expected to be sprawled on the floor. She looked up quickly, catching his eyes in a gaze that he never wanted to break.
"I'M SORRY!" The shrillness of her voice made them both jump, and caused her to drop her bag. Jasper let go of her as the ringing in his ears subsided while she threw herself to the ground to collect the things that had spilled from her purse.
Okay, not my ideal meeting, what the heck? Jasper thought. He had never seen her like this before.
He knelt next to her and held her purse open while she tossed things in. He couldn't help but notice there were several bottles of foundation and concealer in various shades, and he was pretty sure he knew why. He took the moment to study her face, like he had neglected to do while he was at the store. No sign of a bruise.
As the girl reached for the last runaway item, her shirt fell, revealing a nasty bruise across the top of her shoulders. Jasper inhaled sharply. If he had to describe it, he'd say it looked like she'd been hit a few good times with a two-by-four.
At the sound of his gasp the girl turned around, realizing that her back was bare. She stood up quickly and threw the shirt over her shoulders again.
"Thank you for uh, catching me," she said quietly, staring at her feet, "I'm sorry I ran into you, I'm a huge klutz."
"Not at all, and I ran into you, so I'm sorry," he said, smiling at her. "But what brings you here?"
She looked up in surprise, "I live here. Well, I do now. I live here now."
"Well ma'am, may I walk you to your door?" This girl really pulled the charm out of him.
She looked around nervously, as if she was afraid someone was watching her. He cocked his head slightly, confused by her behavior, then it dawned on him. Masen. Clearly he was the source of her fears.
"You can trust me," Jasper said with as much kindness as he could put into four words and held his arm out to her.
She looked nervous, then her face turned to determination as she looped her arm in his. A mad grin formed on his face, and warm tingles formed in all the places that her skin touched his. They walked about forty feet before she stopped, "This is it."
Jasper looked in surprise. She was only two doors down from him! Yes! She let go of his arm to dig for her keys and he stepped back. He didn't want to crowd the poor girl. Just before she turned the doorknob, she spun around to face him.
"Do you want some coffee?" she blurted, then blushed.
Jasper couldn't believe his ears. Surely he was still asleep. He was dreaming! He hadn't woken up, hadn't gone to get smacks, hadn't run into her in the hall, hadn't walked her to her door, hadn't been asked if he wanted coffee. It was way too awesome, way too much to ask for.
Her small but obvious cough brought him back to earth. This was happening. She was staring at him with an unsure look, nervously chewing on her bottom lip.
He wanted to embrace her again, tell her that love didn't come with beatings, that she deserved so much better, that she was the most beautiful creature on the planet. "I'd love some coffee" was all he could manage. His answer brought a smile to her face though, and that was good enough for him.
Yay! A friendship begins! :D But will we ever know her name? Ehehehe...
R+R please? More Coming up!
~Momo