Hi! Woah, time flies doesn't it? Here's chapter 7! Hope you enjoy it! Sorry if there are any painful grammatical errors.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the recognizable character's, sceneries, etc. Twilight is not mine.


Chapter 7

The next couple of months were as normal as they could possibly be. Jasper and I were practically attached at the hip, and grew more so with each passing day. When he had to hunt, I spent time with either Alice or Rosalie, but I made sure that I got closer to Carlisle and Esme too.

Edward was a bit of a tough nut to crack. Turns out my blood called out to him more than we all had thought, so Carlisle sent him to Denali, where their veggie vamp friends lived. I had heard that a Vampire named Tanya lived there, and she conveniently wanted to get into Eddie's pants. I had made sure to let him know that he should take the opportunity to finally lose his V-card. All I got back was a scowl.

It's been about four months since Edward left, which meant that things were as close to safe for me as they could possibly be around vampires, especially considering I'm a danger magnet. No one let me forget that little fact either, especially Carlisle and Esme. They had told me that they didn't want their very new, and very breakable, daughter to be hurt, so they wanted to keep me as far as possible from danger.

At first I had been majorly pissed off, but then Jasper talked some sense into me. Turns out all I had to do was smile and nod to the 'rents' faces, and then go out and do some crazy crap with Jasper and the rest of the family. We constantly play pranks on the citizens of Forks, my favorite being putting fireworks in Mike's boxers while he slept one night. But, hey, he shouldn't have gotten so close to me in gym. The guy was a creep, a very Stalkerish creep. Needless to say, Jasper had thought that plan up.

Peter had actually been the one who started the pranks in the first place. After the stunt after class, I had apparently fully gained his approval. Now, we were partners in crime and everyone was watching their backs when it was just him and I pranking people. I had also met his wife, Charlotte. She was so sweet, but also had a sassy side. I invited her into my circle of friendship quite quickly.

Peter and Charlotte also told me their parts of their stories, and I was so grateful. Like Jasper, they both went through a tough newborn life. I was so happy for Peter and Char when they got out of the Vampire Wars safely.

Although everything was peaceful and fun, every time I spoke to wither Jasper, Char, or Peter, I felt a tugging at the back of my head. It felt as if something was trying to get my attention, and it was getting really annoying. Even though I tried my hardest to ignore it, Jasper often felt my confusion and annoyance, and was constantly shooting me curious glances. I just shook my head, letting him know it wasn't important. I thanked the lord that he wasn't the type to keep nagging at me when I had something going on. He just let me be since he knew I would talk about it if I felt the need to.

Right now, we were all sitting in the living room watching "The Vampire Diaries". It was a show about vampires, and it made the real vampires in the room happy to talk about the faults in the show. Hey, as long as it makes them happy, right? I had decided to lay down on the couch, leaving no room for anyone else, just the way I liked it. Because I also liked it when I was in contact with Jasper, he sat criss-cross applesauce on the floor in front of me with his back to the couch. My hand was in his hair, caressing his soft, golden locks. I personally didn't care for the show. Although that Damon guy is something else.

Jasper looked up at me with a quirked eyebrow. He raised his head to my ear and chuckled.

"Should I be worried 'bout a fictional character stealin' my girlfriend? I could dye my hair black if you want, but you're gonna have ta deal with the yellow eyes, darlin'," he whispered.

I snorted at the comment, earning a couple of confused glances from the other vampires in the room.

"Shoo shoo. Keep watching your fascinating show," I directed at them. They all shrugged and did as I said. I looked back towards Jasper and leaned closer to him. "Don't worry, I like blonde more." I smirked and pecked him on the tip of his nose. He smiled and then turned back to his show.

I looked at the time and noticed that it was getting a little late, and it was a school night. I had to get home so I could do my homework and rest.

"Welp, I'm gonna go home now, guys." I got up and grabbed my jacket.

Jasper looked up from his spot on the floor.

"Do you want me to drop you off? You can leave your car here and I'll pick you up tomorrow before school." He was offering a ride on his motorcycle with him, which he knew I loved, but I was in the mood for my car. Plus, he seemed really interested in what was going on with the love triangle on the tv.

"No, it's ok. I'll just grab my car. I'll take you up on your offer for tomorrow, though." He usually surprised me in the mornings. Sometimes he picked me up, sometimes he didn't. It all depended on if he needed to hunt or not. There would always be a good morning note in my car though.

"No problem, darlin'," he said, suddenly in front of me. He hugged me close to his body and kissed me. I leaned into the kiss and deepened it, allowing it to take over my senses. I almost forgot about going home before Peter decided to open his smart ass mouth.

"Get a fucking room!" he shouted as he threw a pillow at us. "No pun intended!" I giggled and rested my head on Jasper's chest for a second.

I looked up at him and smiled.

"Bye," I whispered.

"Bye," he let me go and opened the door. He wanted to walk me to the car but I told him to go back inside and have fun.

XXX

By the time I got home it had turned dark out. I quickly entered my house and heated up some left over lasagna from the other night. Charlie's favorite. I swatted that thought out of my mind. There was no use in getting depressed over it when I'm sure Charlie would have wanted me to be happy. I shoved the food down my throat and proceeded to finish whatever homework I had left. What should have been easy work turned into an hour of me continuously forcing myself to focus on the trig in front of me. Curse whoever thought of math!

When I was done with that, I took a shower and hopped into bed.

That night, I tossed and turned in my sleep. My dreams had been getting worse and worse. They started about a month ago, but got worse and worse. In the beginning, I would wake up in the middle of the night, my heart beating a thousand miles per hour. I never knew why, though, since I couldn't remember what I had been dreaming about. Now, I woke up with the same feeling, but I have been remembering the dreams.

When I woke up, I shuddered at what I had seen. I remembered feeling dirt and blood all over my body. It felt so realistic that when I woke up I scrubbed at my arms to take off any debris that may have been left over.

Not only did I feel dirty, I felt like I was being watched. The hairs on my neck stood at attention for the millionth time in the past couple of months. Whatever this was, I hope it goes away soon. I was starting to get jumpy.

I hopped into the shower, making sure that I used double the amount of my strawberry scented body wash and shampoo. I couldn't shake off the dream. I closed my eyes and tilted my head up, letting the hot water and steam engulf me. This was one of my favorite parts of the day. I let go of my thoughts and worries and let them evaporate like water.

By the time I stepped out of the shower, I had completely relaxed. I quickly got dressed. I popped on a Mary Katrantzou peplum top and some black zip up leggings. I slipped on my Tabitha Simmons booties and a charm bracelet. Afterwards, I drew a blue wing on my eyelid, put some lipstick on, and tied my hair up in a messy low ponytail with a braid running through it.

I rushed down to the kitchen to grab a snack. My phone buzzed just as I grabbed a granola bar from one of the kitchen cabinets.

I'm right outside

-Jasper

I pushed the curtains out of the way and waved at Jasper.

"Come in!" I told him. I wasn't completely ready yet and I'd feel bad if he just stood outside to wait. As I rushed upstairs and put everything I needed in one of my many black totes, I heard Jasper come into the house. I walked back into my room and there he was, sitting on my bed.

"You look great, Bells," he said as his eyes scanned my body.

"You don't look too shabby yourself, cowboy," I looked over my shoulder at him and gave him my sauciest wink, allowing my tongue to stick out in a teasing manner afterwards. I knew what reaction I would get and, wait for it, there it was. He growled and used his speed to immediately get near me. He grabbed my waist got close to me.

"You're playin' with fire, kitten," he purred into my neck, nipping at it as he spoke. My heart rate picked up and my breathing got heavier. He affected me in ways I never knew someone could.

"Jasper," I managed to moan out when his lips got closer to my collar bones.

"Yes?" he whispered, showing no sign that he was about to stop. I guess I' m gonna have to put my big girl pants on and stop this before we end up skipping. I turned myself around and put my hands on his chest. I gently pushed him, hoping that he would comply.

"We can continue this later, Jazz," I sighed. "Unfortunately we have school and you know how Alice feels about all of us being there."

"Unless there's an emergency," he murmured. I looked up at him and laughed.

"Good try, but I'd rather avoid having the pixie cock block," I pointed out. He huffed in frustration but listened. Once I deemed myself ready, Jasper took my hand and we walked out to his bike. At least, I thought we were riding his bike.

"Where's my baby?!" I looked at him in a panic. I loved his bike and made sure he knew it.

"Your baby?" His mouth twitched.

I put my hand on my hip and demanded and answer as to why his car, although beautiful, was in the parking spot instead of the bike.

"I felt like changin' it up today," he shrugged. I pouted. "Get over it," he said and gave me a peck. "Do you want to drive?" he looked at me expectantly.

"Fuck yeah, I'm driving. Did you actually think there was another option?" I teased. I walked up to him and reached for the keys, which he decided to hold over his head.

JPOV

She glared at me and I could feel her annoyance. I could also feel her amusement though, so I knew she wasn't actually upset. I grinned, darin' her to try and get the keys from me. Suddenly the glare was gone and a wave of mischievousness replaced her other emotions. I held in a groan. Mischievous Bella was unpredictable Bella. Then again, when is Bella predictable?

Just as I finished my thought, I felt somethin' pinch my ass and jumped at least a foot in the air, droppin' the car keys in the process. By the time my feet touched the ground and I regained my composure again, Bella had the keys in her hands and a smug smile on her face.

"Was that you pinchin' me?" I asked even though I knew the answer. What else would it have been. She just nodded and skipped to the car. I chuckled and shook my head. The girls, especially Alice, were really startin' to rub off on her.

I was really grateful that Bella had taken our secret so easily. I was also grateful that she accepted each and every one of us with ease, even Charlotte and Peter, who possessed the usual red vampire eyes instead of my golden ones.

Lately though she's been actin' differently. Not only has she been feelin' more confused and anxious lately, but she's been more paranoid. I've caught her looking over her shoulder at nothing in particular more than once, an' she keeps on rubbin' the back of her neck like she has somethin' stuck there. I've been wantin' to ask her about it, but figured she'd talk to me on her own time.

I jus' hope she doesn't pull a usual Bella and try to figure things out until things get too bad. I can't have her gettin' hurt. Never!My beast growled at the thought of Bella hurt in any way. I jus' found her an' I'm not about ta let 'er go!

I held my hand out for her while she was drivin' and she took it with ease. We fit so well together it was scary, at first at least. I had always thought that love was what I had with Maria, which is why I never sought it out. Now I know that what I had with Maria was just a way for me to get rid of the pent up frustration from life in the wars.

I looked back to Bella and immediately decided I made the right choice by bringin' the car instead of the bike. As much as she likes the bike, driving a car has always kept her more happily relaxed, whereas the bike gave her a thrill. The bike was a source of adrenaline, but the car was what she needed right now. I could feel it.

She's been so stressed out lately, and I'm thinkin' it's the dreams that she's been tellin' me 'bout. I didn't tell her, but I've been plannin' a little picnic for her and the family this weekend. The rest of the family knows, of course, so the surprise is really just for her, but she definitely deserves.

We pulled up to our parking space next to Emmett's car and got out after gathering our bags. We walked hand in hand to the school, taking it slow even though the bell was going to ring in a couple of seconds. Sure enough, right when we walked through the large double doors, the annoying ring of the late bell sounded. Bella groaned.

"I'm surprised you didn't see the time, darlin'," I really was surprised. She was usually great about being on time, so when she wasn't it was on purpose. Or somethin's wrong.

"That was kind of the last thing on my mind Jazz," she whined. "Anywho at least we have Peter first."

"You know that makes it worse," I reminded her. She scowled and then shrugged at me.

"Whatever. He knows not to mess with me," she grinned evilly and I was left wonderin' what she blackmailed my ass of a brother with this time.

We entered the class and Peter made a big deal about the 'lovey dovey couple' thinkin' they're better than everyone else and thinkin' it's okay to come late.

"Are you jealous, Mr. Moore?" Bella taunted. I held back a laugh.

"Sorry if you're bitter 'cause you don't have love in your life, Moore," I smirked at him. The class erupted in laughter. Everyone knew the Cullens were close to "Mr. Moore", so they were never surprised when we talked crap about each other.

We sat in our seats and went on with class.

XXX

BPOV

As the day dragged on, the nagging at the back of my neck got worse and worse. At one point, my neck actually started to hurt, so much so that I had to excuse myself and take a breather in the bathroom. Thank god Alice didn't see anything. When school ended, I told Jasper to drive me straight to my house. I needed to rest, and rest I would. I was hoping for a nice cuddle session with Jasper to keep my mind off of everything that's been going on with me. Now, the pain's spread to my head, so I added headache to the list of symptoms I would have to search up on Webmd. Who knows, maybe this time it'll actually get whatever's wrong with me right. Wishful thinking. I'll probably be diagnosed with Ebola. I scoffed at that particular thought and Jasper shot me a funny look.

"Just thinking about how ridiculous Webmd is," I explained. He laughed.

"Why do you waste your time on that website when you have a perfectly capable Carlisle at your disposal? Is something wrong?" He asked the last sentence in a hurry. I shook my head.

"I'm not sure. I've just been having some head and neck aches that advil can't seem to cure." In perfect boyfriend fashion, he took one hand off the wheel and started massaging my neck. I moaned with pleasure. He has magic fingers. Can he get any more perfect? I closed my eyes and lost myself to the wonderful sensation Jasper's massage gave me.

A couple of minutes later, we were parked in my driveway. Jasper helped me out and we walked in the house. Immediately, I could feel Jasper tense up.

"Darlin', we have ta go," his voice was laced in panic, but I could tell he was trying to stay calm.

"Jasper? What's wrong?" he was worrying me more and more, and my headache suddenly tripled in pain.

"Bella, come on. I'll explain what I can on the ride home, though I'm not exactly sure what's goin' on." I nodded and let him lead me out the house and back into the car.

Jasper peeled out of the driveway and toward the Cullen mansion. I looked back at the receding outline of my house and vowed to come back and figure out what just happened. My headache, although still bad, was getting better as we got farther away from the house. The feeling in the back of my neck, however, was back stronger than ever.


That was it! What do you think's going on? Any guesses as to what's going on with Bella's head/neckache situation? I actually have two options as to what's going on. They don't change the story too much depending on which I choose, but they do say something about Bella. I know there's not much Bella/Jasper lovin' in this one but, hey, this is serious stuff thats going on. Can't always be fun and games ;)

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