"Spill your guts, Jasper." Emmett tells me. "Edward did. It's your turn now."
"Pass." I say, earning a chuckle from Edward and an eye-roll from Emmett.
"It's not truth or dare. You can't pass." Emmett sighs.
"Let him pass. We'll come back to him." Edward says. I nod, surprised that he's defending me. "How about you tell us what's wrong with you?"
"Fine. I'll tell you guys what's wrong." He shifts slightly so he's turned towards us. "This place sucks: the house and the property. There are no good animals. There's nothing to nothing to do around here, and everyone is in a pissy mood. That's what's wrong."
I nod and we wait for him to continue. He just stares at us.
"That's all?"
"Yeah. Well," He shrugs. "That and the fact that Carlisle is going to really tear our asses up for fighting, but I figured that detail as just implied considering the position we're in."
"You lucky bastard." Edward sighs. "I would trade in mind reading for your strength in a heart beat. You don't catch any grief over your strength."
"Hell, I'd trade my gift for nothing in return." I add on.
"I don't catch any grief over it? Do you know how many times Carlisle has busted my ass over me breaking shit?"
"Well that was more in that awkward stage between being considered a newborn and not." Edward says. "It doesn't get you in as much trouble now."
"And it isn't something that causes personal problems. Edward hears things he doesn't want to, and I'm stuck feeling every emotion that runs through this house. Six moods along with my own are a lot to handle." I tell him.
"Is that why you're upset? I thought you could block others emotions?"
I sigh and glance down at the couch.
"It's hard. I was taught to utilize my gift to manipulate others. I had to pay attention to everyone's emotions so I could tell when to attack. It's difficult to turn that off."
"Oh." Emmett says, then gives me a small smile. "Your reasons are better than mine. My reasons are just about this stupid property."
"Don't get me wrong, this property sucks, but I can't really complain about it sense I'm the reason we're stuck here."
Edward groans and Emmett gives me a questioning look.
"Why are you the reason?" Emmett asks.
"Because, I slipped." I explain. He keeps his confused look on his face.
"But we were going to have to leave sooner or later."
"But we could have stayed longer if it wasn't for me."
"I don't get why you're so upset over it. I've slipped before and we've moved because of it. So has Edward. Hell, even Esme has been the cause of a move before. But it happens." He tells me.
"But the last house was more like home than any other place we've been in."
"We'll find another home. We always do."
I shrug and examine the pattern of the couch fabric. We all know everyone hates it here, and it's fact that I'm the reason we had to go. He's just telling me different because he knows Carlisle will come down here and bust his tail if he tells me the truth.
"For Christ sakes, Jasper, let it go!" Edward snaps at me. "He's sincere. Why is it so hard for you to accept that? We're not blaming you."
I glance over at him and shrug.
"Seriously, I don't know how you even handle yourself." He says in a softer tone. "I can get away from your thoughts, but you can't. How the hell do you keep from going crazy?"
"I ask myself that quiet often." I mumble.
"I swear I'm not trying to be mean, but damn, you need to lighten up. The anxiety you put yourself through is unreal."
I shrug. It's nothing I don't know about myself. I can feel both Emmett's and Edward's eyes on me, but I don't say anything to them. I don't really have much to say. We all snap our heads up to the ceiling, though, when we hear Carlisle's footsteps above us.
"Damn it." Edward mumbles and runs his fingers through his hair. "I wasn't saying it to be mean."
"Maybe that's not why he's coming. Can't you read him?" Emmett asks.
"He has me blocked."
The door swings open and the three of us are quiet. He walks over and puts his hand on the back of the couch before speaking.
"Stand up, boys."
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