Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. I just like messing with the characters.
"Says who?" My jaw dropped at her words and I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Did she really think that she was proving something to anyone. "Besides, two guys together is just wrong and disgusting."
My own sister thought that what Jasper and I had was disgusting.
Well, fuck her!
I stood there staring at Alice as though she had grown another head. But then again, the way everyone else was looking at her, she may well have done.
"Mary Alice Cullen!" My mom's raised voice broke me out of the shocked stupor I had been in and I looked over at her to see her glaring at Alice with more venom than I had ever seen her give anyone. Even Linda Stanley at the Easter fair last year when she had complain about the things my mother had baked to raise money for whatever cause it had been then. "Apologise to your brother and Jasper. Now!"
"No." She shook her head, seeming not to care about the fact that she was hurting the both of us in the process. "Just because I don't agree with something doesn't mean I have to be sorry about it. Why should I apologise?"
"Because what you just said was extremely rude and hurtful, young lady." Uh-oh, Dad just broke out the 'young lady'.
"But true." She sneered, staring at the two of us. Jasper's arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer to him and it didn't go unnoticed. If I would say anything, it pissed her off more than finding out that the two of us were together. Well, at least now she knew, we didn't have to worry about it around the house anymore.
"You know what Alice, I'm tired of your crap." I snapped, surprised when Mom and Dad didn't say anything about my usage of the word 'crap'. "Just because you didn't get your way this time, doesn't mean that you can be a bitch about it. Yes, Jasper and I are together and no, we don't care what you think. Whether you like it or not, you have to deal with it. And if you can't, well you can stay the hell away from me."
I moved away from Jasper and out of the room towards the kitchen. I could hear him walking up behind me and sighed gently when he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me into his chest. I rested my head on his shoulder, pressing my nose into his neck as he kissed my forehead gently.
"Are you okay?" He whispered and I closed my eyes, shaking my head.
"No." I said softly and he pulled me even closer. "I knew that she was going to be pissed when she found out but I didn't even imagine that she would be like that. I never would have guessed that my sister could be homophobic, especially when the rest of my family is so accepting of us being together."
"I know." He pulled away from me slightly, turning me around as he did. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, pressing my forehead to his gently, closing my eyes. "But . . . it doesn't matter what she thinks, right? It doesn't matter what anyone else thinks because we're together. And I . . . am going to take my gorgeous boyfriend on a date he will never forget."
I chuckled at his cockiness, pulling back from him slightly. "So sure of yourself."
"Damn straight." He growled gently, causing me to laugh. "Come here." He gently wrapped his fingers around the back of my neck and pressed his lips to mine. We kissed gently, slowly for a minute or two before we heard someone clearing their throat and pulled away sheepishly. We both turned to see Tanya standing there with a raised eyebrow and a smirk.
"Okay, not that you two aren't cute but still, this is the kitchen. Where food is made." She laughed walking up to us and wrapping her arms around our shoulders, which was just funny considering we were both over six foot and she was five foot six. Oh well, she gets points for trying I guess.
"Oh, come on Tan, it's not like we were doing the nasty on the worktops." Jasper winked as I blushed, staring at him. Did he really think about stuff like that? Well, it is Jasper, so it really wouldn't surprise me.
"Please, do not give me that visual." She held up her hands and shook her head as the two of us laughed. She shivered again and made her way out of the kitchen, seeming to forget about everything she had come in here for.
"Are you okay, baby?" Jasper whispered in my ear, looking straight into my eyes.
"I don't know." I shrugged, letting out a breath. "Am I okay with everyone knowing? I guess, I mean, it wasn't like it was going to be a secret forever. Am I okay with how they found out? Not a fucking chance." He nodded in understanding. "I mean, having it just as the two of us, and yeah, maybe our families knowing, it was nice. And I didn't want to lose that." His brow furrowed slightly and I smiled at him. "Please, you can't say you didn't like it just being a select few in the know, can you?"
"I guess not." He relented, smirking. "But I guess that with everyone knowing now, we don't have to hide anymore. Which means I can kiss you whenever I like." His eyes flashed mischievously and I raised an eyebrow.
"Uh, who says, mister?" I pushed him away slightly and I swear, he growled, clutching me closer to him.
"I do." He murmured, pressing his lips to mine. We were quick this time, knowing that anyone could walk in at any moment, as Tanya had proven only a moment ago. "And I know what you mean. It would have been nice to come out on our own terms and not by the hand of your sister. But unfortunately, what's done is done and we can't change it. We just have to grin and bear it I'm afraid."
"I knew you were going to say that." I groaned and he laughed as I wrapped my arms around him, resting my head on his shoulder. He placed his hand gently on the back of my head and pressed a soft kiss into my hair.
We both jumped at the sound of screaming coming from the living room, both knowing that it was Alice shouting the odds with my parents. We slowly made our way back into the living room to see my parents standing there, red faced and furious and Alice standing there facing off with them, tears streaming down her bright red face. I didn't catch what had been said but I knew that it had to be about Jasper and myself considering we were what she was really pissed at.
She saw the both of us come into the room and glared at me. I noticed that none of this anger was directed at Jasper. It seemed that I was just the big bad brother that had taken him away from her. She was angry at me because she liked Jasper but he liked me.
And I was falling for him.
Hard.
But I think I'll be keeping that little bit of information to myself for the time being.
"Alice, you owe your brother and Jasper and apology." Dad said firmly as she glared at me. "Now, Alice."
"I'm not apologising. I thought that freedom of speech was a right in this country. I thought I was allowed to have my own opinions and thoughts and I shouldn't have to apologise for them." She stared at me as she said this and I felt my anger rising.
"Of course you don't, Alice." I snapped, not caring how I sounded. "You think that because you're you and you've been away or whatever it is you think, that you can say and do whatever the hell you want and not give a crap about anyone else. Not give a shit about the people that might get hurt. Well, you know what, Alice? You had no right to do what you did. Yeah, you may have been pissed off or what-the-hell-ever, but that does not give you the right to shout out something personal, something that was not to be shared until we were ready for it come out, in front of the whole fucking town!
"You know what, you can stay the hell away from me from now on. For all I care, you can go back to your little boarding school and stay there, because you are no sister of mine." I snarled and her eyes widened at my words before I left the room and made my way upstairs.
I knew that Jasper was behind me so I didn't close the door to my bedroom behind me. I sat down on my bed, feeling him sit next to me and wrap his arms around me, pulling me close.
It was then that the frustration and anger that I'd been holding in since Alice's little declaration about Jasper and I came flooding out as tears starting pouring down my face. Jasper moved the two of us so that we were lying with his head on my pillow and mine on his chest. He didn't say anything at all, knowing I needed to let it all out. He just lay there, one hand gently rubbing small circles into the bottom of my back and the other, gently brushing his fingers through my hair.
He was all I needed at this moment in time.
His presence and his touch. I needed nothing else as I slowly let my frustrations out through my tears.
He didn't say anything as we lay there, he didn't need to and he knew that. He knew that all I needed was him and his presence. He held me tight to him as I allowed my tears to fall, gently pressing a kiss to my forehead or my hair every so often. I moved so that I could wrap my arms around him, squeezing him gently and I knew he had heard my silent thanks when he did the same.
I heard my door open a little while later and felt the bed dip next to me slightly as my mom placed her hand on my shoulder. She, like Jasper, didn't say anything, knowing that I needed a while to process everything in my mind.
"Are you staying tonight, Jasper?" She asked softly and I prayed to whatever power there was out there that he would. I needed him with me tonight.
"If it's alright with you and Carlisle." He said in an equal tone, running his fingers through my hair again. "I just want to make sure he's okay with everything."
"Tonight's been a shock to the system." She agreed and I could feel her eyes on me. "I think some part of Alice knows that she's wrong but she doesn't want to admit it. She's never been good at accepting when something's not going her way."
"Well, even if Edward and I weren't together, she wouldn't get her own way." He sighed gently and my mom chuckled lightly.
"I know but I think in her mind, if she didn't see it with her own eyes, it wasn't true." She ran her hand down my side gently, letting it rest on my hip and I rolled over, giving her a small smile. "Are you okay, baby?"
"Right now? I don't know but give me a few days or so and it should have all sunk in by then." She nodded, clearly upset by the way the evening had gone. Stupid Alice.
"You know that no matter what anyone else says, we love you and who you are. Nothing could ever change who you are to us." Her tone was soft and gentle but the conviction in there was unmistakable. It wasn't up for argument. And of that I was glad. "That goes for both of you." We both nodded. "You're going to come up against some obstacles that might seem to hard to get through but you both will because you're both so strong. You're going to come across some bigoted assholes who don't know when to keep their mouths closed but you know what? You both have to know that you're better and stronger than them and screw them." We both laughed at the look on my mom's face and partly because we'd never heard her use those words before. It was strange to hear the word 'asshole' come out of a woman who gives you a slap around the head for swearing.
"Thanks, Mom." I said softly, moving away from Jasper to give her a hug. "I love you."
"I love you too, my baby." She pulled away from me and pressed a kiss to my temple. "Now, tonight's been a long night. Get some sleep." She leaned to the side, looking at Jasper with a smile. "Both of you."
"Yes, Ma'am." He replied, his southern drawl thickening as she laughed, rolling her eyes and muttering something about him being a charmer as she walked out of the room, leaving the door open slightly. I rolled my eyes, settling back next to him, feeling better than I had done ten minutes ago. "With everything that's going on, she still leaves the door open." He laughed and I nodded, sitting up again. "Where you going?" I could hear the pout without even turning around and I laughed.
"Well, I don't know about you, but I want to get changed before going to sleep." I turned and found a thoughtful look on his face as he glanced down at his clothes.
"I see your point." He smirked as he moved towards me, placing a hand on either side of my face and pressing his lips to my own. "But why do we have to wear anything?"
"Because there's a good chance that my mom or dad is going to come in here first thing in the morning." I raised an eyebrow and I saw the hope of nakedness leave his eyes. "I know it sucks, love, but unfortunately, while the parentals are in the house, sleepwear must be worn." I saw him smiling at me, his eyes shining with something I couldn't place. "What?"
"You called me 'love'?" He whispered and I thought back to my words, smiling when I realised that I had indeed called him 'love'.
"It just seemed to fit." I shrugged, feeling my cheeks heat up as he stared at me intently.
"I like it." He whispered, his lips meeting mine again. I moaned gently before moving away from him and glancing at the door. It wouldn't surprise me if either one of my parents was standing on the other side listening to what we were doing. I climbed off the bed and made my way to my dresser, grabbing two t-shirts and two pairs of sleep pants, throwing one set at Jasper as he lay there on my bed watching me. "Thanks, baby."
I smiled at the name, knowing that he called all the girls he knew 'darlin' and I think he knew that I wouldn't have liked to be generalised with all of them.
I moved into my en suite, turning on the light before closing the door and leaning against it, letting out a deep breath and closing my eyes. Tonight had been one huge clusterfuck and I couldn't even imagine what the fallout from it was going to be. I knew that people in town were going to see me differently now. Jasper had always been open about his sexuality and sure he had had some confrontations when he first moved to Forks but after he had proven that he wouldn't back down they left him alone but that wasn't the same for me. The last thing everyone in Forks knew I had been with Bella and we had been good together.
Jasper may have been used to all of the narrow minded shit that would come our way but I wasn't.
I shook my head, changing into my sleepwear and quickly brushing my teeth before making my way out into the bedroom and throwing my dirty washing into the hamper by the door. I saw Jasper, laying back in the same position he had been only this time he was wearing the sleep pants and shirt that I had given him and he had his eyes closed.
I took a moment to let my eyes roam over my gorgeous boyfriend as he lay completely relaxed without a care in the world it seemed.
He truly was beautiful.
"It's rude to stare, you know." He mumbled and I laughed, walking over to him and climbing on top of him. I kissed him gently, to which he eagerly responded and I smiled to myself.
"Is it rude to stare at what's mine?" I whispered looking down at him as he sat up. I tucked his hair behind his ear and ran my fingers down his jaw gently. "Because I want to stare at you for as long as I possibly can." I pressed my lips to his gently and he gave a small moan in appreciation.
"I better go brush my teeth." He whispered and I pouted as I moved off him. He laughed, pushing me onto my back as he crashed his lips to mine forcefully before disappearing into the bathroom. Fucking tease.
"Edward?" I looked over to the door to see my dad standing there. I sat up, crossing my legs in front of me as he walked into the room. "How are you doing, son?"
I took a deep breath, closing my eyes. "I'm trying not to freak out but I know it's going to happen soon. I don't think that the entire situation has sunk in yet."
"You know that if you ever need to talk to someone, your mother and I are here for you, right?" I nodded and he glanced over towards the bathroom where I saw Jasper standing, smiling. He walked over to the two of us and sat behind me, wrapping his arms around me and placing his chin on my shoulder. "That goes for the both of you, you know that, right?"
"Thanks, Dad." I nodded, giving him a small smile as Jasper kissed my cheek, making me laugh.
"Right, I'm going to get out of here before you two give me a toothache." He chuckled and we both laughed. "Night, boys."
"Night, Dad."
"Night, Carlisle."
He flipped off the light as he walked out of the room, leaving the door open again and I rolled my eyes. Jasper let me go and we both moved under the covers quickly and I wrapped my arms around him. He pulled me close to him so that my head was resting on his chest.
We talked for a little while before we both dropped off and I had to admit, it was the best nights sleep I'd had in a long time.
The week passed quickly as the holidays started and we were free to spend time together without having to hide away how we really felt about each other. We had received some disapproving looks as we went into the diner the other day but mostly, no one said anything.
Though to be fair, it was Georgina Stanley, Jessica's mother that had given me the evil eye. Probably for picking a guy over her daughter. But to be fair, with the way Jessica went on, why wouldn't I?
It had been scariest when Chief Swan had come into the diner and spoken to us. I had no idea what he was thinking about how my relationship with Bella had ended but to my surprise, he didn't bring it up. He just said that if there was anything he needed us to take care of then just to give him a call.
I wasn't sure what he was referencing but I nodded and said thanks anyway.
After that he just left the two of us in a cloud of confusion over the possibility that Police Chief Charlie Swan was possessed.
And least Jasper was convinced. I wasn't so sure but decided not to argue with him because he would probably pull some kind of mind trick to turn it around on me anyway.
He was mean like that.
However, Friday arrived sooner than I had thought it would and I had spent all day wondering where Jasper had planned for us to go out. All he had given me to go on was smart-casual and it opened up a wonder of ideas in my head.
I finally settled on a pair of black jeans and a dark green button down that my mom said brought out the colour of my eyes. Who was to argue with my mom? I wasn't brave enough to.
I made my way downstairs to wait for him to pick me up and heard Tanya, my mom, Rosalie and Emmett laughing in the living room. Noting that I had about ten minutes before Jasper arrived – because he was always on time – I went to see what they were up to.
"Very nice, Eddie." Tanya giggled, clapping her hands lightly. "So where's he taking you?"
"Honestly, I have no idea." I sighed and my mom laughed, wrapping an arm around me as I sat down next to her.
"Well, wherever it is, I'm sure it'll be great." Rose smiled at me and I narrowed my eyes at her, wondering if she knew where we were going. "And before you say anything, I don't know where he's taking you. He wouldn't squeal." I pouted and the four of them laughed.
"Are you all packed for next week, honey?" My mom asked and I stared at her blankly. "You completely forgot, didn't you?"
"Huh?"
"I don't know, it's just something we do every summer." She laughed and it clicked.
"Oh, England!" I rolled my eyes, wondering how I could have forgotten. Every year my family spent around a month or so in the seaside town where my dad grew up. It was one of the best things we did all year. There was always shit to do and it was always sunny when we were there. A few of the locals I'd befriended while out there always said the opposite but oh well. It was nice when we were there and that was all that mattered.
"I was thinking, why don't you see if Jasper wants to come." I stared at her as though she had grown a second head which made her laugh. "Don't look at me like that. I'm serious. Rosalie is coming and I'm sure Alice will want to bring a friend. Tanya's got so many friends over there she doesn't want to bring anyone else and I just thought that you and Jasper would have a good time."
"Thank you, mom." I said softly, wrapping my arms around her and she laughed, pulling me into a hug. "I'll ask him tonight."
"Good boy." She whispered as the doorbell rang. I didn't understand why he would ring the doorbell considering he normally just let himself in, just as Rose did, but I guess it was all to do with the whole 'date' thing.
I got up and answered the door to find him standing there grinning. "Hey," he whispered, stepping closer to me.
"Hey, yourself." I said softly, kissing him quickly. "See you later."
"Have fun." I heard them shout from the living room, making me laugh.
"So . . . where are we going?" I asked and he laughed as he made his way to the passenger side and opening the door. "You're not going to tell me, are you?"
"Nope." He laughed, crossing his arms across the top of the door, resting his chin on his arms. "So keep that pretty little mouth of yours closed about it until we get there and get in the car." He winked at me and I pouted at him, which in turn caused him to kiss me as I got into the car.
He smirked at me as I pouted at him, wanting to know where we were going. He took a hold of my hand, squeezing gently as our intertwined fingers rested on the console.
It didn't take me long to figure out that we were heading to Port Angeles but he still refused to answer where we were going. I had to admit, my boy was stubborn.
Did I mention, I'm not a huge fan of surprises? No? Well, maybe I should.
I couldn't help but grin as we pulled into the bowling alley. Jasper knew that I loved bowling but because the closest one was in Port Angeles, we weren't able to come here that often. Now I knew why Jasper wanted to leave Forks at three in the afternoon.
He grinned as he saw my excitement and laughed when I climbed out of the car quickly, waiting for him. "You're like a kid on crack." He laughed and I nodded, still grinning. "I thought you might like this."
"I do, thank you." I whispered, kissing him gently, not caring that we were in the middle of a parking lot at a bowling alley. "Come on." He laughed at my enthusiasm, following me in.
I loved everything about a bowling alley. Well, apart from the shoes, but they're just something you have to put up with. I loved the sound of the balls crashing into the pins, the smell of the alleys. I just loved everything about it.
Jasper grabbed our shoes and ordered some drinks and snacks for us. He made his way up behind me as I was lacing up my shoes and placed a hand on my back. "I know it's not romantic but-"
I shut him up, chastely kissing him and he smirked at me. "It's perfect. Thank you."
"No problem, baby." He stood up and made his way over to grab a ball as I watched him move, entranced by how graceful he was. He didn't belong on this plane. He was too perfect to be human. At least, that's the way it seemed to me. I knew I was just being an idiot teenager with his boyfriend, but I really didn't care.
He was it.
We played around for a couple of hours, both of us coming pretty close in scores and therefore trying to sabotage the other's game. It worked but that only meant that we were both equal but with lower scores.
There was one woman who was with her family that kept giving us disgusted glances and I knew it was really getting to Jasper. I even had to stop him at one point, standing in front of him, making sure that his focus was on me as I calmed him down. We didn't need him causing a scene and getting us kicked out of the bowling alley because of some narrow minded cow. I reminded him of what my mom had said when he stayed over at my house and he let out a deep breath, nodding, seemingly to himself as he relaxed.
We finished our game and headed out after that and I, being the perpetual child that I am, had the urge to stick my tongue out at the woman but somehow managed to refrain.
"Now, I've made reservations at Bella Italia and the Bushwhacker. Your choice." I groaned and he laughed. He had to have picked my two favourite places to eat in Port Angeles and now he was expecting me to choose between the two.
"Umm . . . I don't know, you're mean." I sat back in my seat and he laughed. "Um . . . let's go to the Bushwhacker." He smiled and nodded, taking the necessary turn to get us there.
I absolutely loved this place. Their penne pasta with prawns was amazing if you asked me and I wouldn't have anything else any time I came in here.
It didn't take us long to get seated and I grinned at Jasper as he looked over the menu. He glanced up and laughed, shaking his head. "Not looking for what you want?"
"I know what I want." I smirked at him and he looked up at me, raising an eyebrow.
"And what would that be?"
"Well, at some point in the evening, I want you but for now I'm going to go with the Cajun shrimp starter and then the penne pasta with prawns." I nodded, sounding his approval and I sat back as a waitress approached.
"Good evening, boys." She looked down at the two of us, clearly appreciating what she saw. "Ready to order?"
"Jasper?" He nodded and smiled. "I'll have the Cajun shrimp starter-"
"Make it two." Jasper added with a wink.
"And the penne pasta and shrimp main. What about you, love?" I asked and he blushed slightly. I furrowed my brows not sure as to why I'd got that reaction from him but oh well.
"I'll have the chicken parmesan please." He handed the menu's back to her and we both order cokes to drink. He still had a red tinge to his cheeks as he looked up at me. I raised an eyebrow wondering what was going on with him. "You called me 'love'. In front of the waitress."
"I did?" I was slightly surprised. That wasn't something I normally called him outside of the house – whether it be his or mine, it didn't matter – and I was surprised that I'd called him it now. But what surprised me the most was the fact that I didn't care. I didn't care who heard me call him love. I wanted people to know that he was with me. I didn't want to have to hide away how I felt about him. "Well, I don't care. I want people to know."
"I think the waitress was upset though." He laughed and I chuckled, shaking my head.
"Well, that's her problem." He laughed again I took his hand in mine, squeezing gently.
"Who are you and what have you done with my shy and nervous boyfriend?" He asked, his tone serious but the light in his eyes let me know that he was joking.
"I don't want to be afraid anymore, Jasper." I sighed and looked down at the table. He placed a finger under my chin and made me look at him again. "My mom was right. There are going to be people that don't understand, don't want to understand and I've just realised that . . . I don't care about them. They don't matter. The only ones that do are you, me and the ones that care about us."
"Couldn't have said it better myself." He whispered, leaning across and kissing me gently.
"Hey, you know my family is going away next week?" I asked and he looked down, his shoulder slumping ever so slightly. He nodded and I knew what he was thinking. An entire month apart. It would be torture and I would seriously be considering asking my mom if I could stay here had she not given me permission to ask Jasper to come.
"Yeah, that's for a month, isn't it?" I nodded and he sighed. "Can't believe I'm going to be without you for a fucking month."
"Who says you have to be?" I asked and he looked up at me, confused. "My mom asked me to see if you wanted to come with us." I smiled and he sat there for a few moments, clearly confused before I saw it sink in and a giant smile spread across his face.
"You serious?" There was an excitement in his voice that I hadn't heard before. I knew it had to be the prospect of leaving the States for the first time. Even though he'd never left the country, his parents always made sure that he and Rosalie had a passport each, seeing as they had family that lived abroad and they never knew when there was going to be a time when they were needed.
"Of course." I laughed, shaking my head. "So, do you want to come?"
"Of course I fucking do." He grinned, crashing his lips to mine again. Once he'd settled down a bit, sitting back into his seat and our starters had arrived he looked back at me again. "So where is it?"
"It's on the south coast. It's amazing." He nodded, moaning in appreciation of the food and I laughed, knowing that I'd picked the right place. "And also, something else that might interest you." His eyebrows went up at my words. "It happens to be what I think is the gay capital of Britain." He smirked and I nodded. "Definitely no hiding there. No one there cares and we can be as open as we want."
"That's good."
"Plus, Pride is always interesting." I smirked and he looked up at me.
"What's Pride?"
"You'll just have to wait and see, won't you?" I smirked and he scowled at me.
Sitting there eating dinner with Jasper, completely open and in public, I'd never felt more free than I did right now. There wasn't anything or anyone that could spoil this moment.
And I dare anyone to try.
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Can anyone guess where in Britain they're going?
Right answers get a sneak peek.
