What did they do to him?

It had to be more than that edited version he gave me.

"Jasper?" My voice was barely over a whisper.

He flew across the room and hit the wall hard, a picture fell.

Shock, shame, regret, embarrassment rolled off of him in waves.

I took notice that his breathing had stopped.

I tried to work my creepy good feels at him again.

I pushed my best feeling of safety and comfort at him.

Remembering being little right after I broke my arm on the dock. Charlie there holding me and telling me it was ok. It was my most vivid memory of my father when I was young.

"Jasper you have to trust me. Dont feel like that. Please. You have no reason to be embarrassed. "

"How? How do you keep doing that? Am I so fucked up I can't even control my gift?" The look on his face my me cringe. Self hatred.

"No. I...I dont know why I can."

"How are your emotions so strong? You've alway been the one that feels more than any human I have even met. I would think you were a vampire if I didnt smell you."

"I was trying to calm you. Thinking of good memories."

He was silent then for some time.

I just stared at him and stayed calm.

"...Thank you."

I shrugged.

"So tomorrow we'll go shopping. Do you want to watch tv? I have books if that's you thing, I dont have video games.. Board games! I think i still have a few of those." I spoke fast but I tried to act normal.

"You dont have to try to keep busy."

"But I just want to spend time with you, you need a distraction."

"You got that right darlin'." You rubbed his face then and moved him self off of the wall in a weary human way.

He was tired. Didnt think that was possible.

"Whats got you confused now."

"You look tired. Thought vampires didnt sleep."

"Our minds get tired, our bodies dont."

I walked to the living room pondering this.

I threw myself on the couch and pulled the blanket around me.

Jaspers eyes darted between the chair and the couch.

"You can sit here ya know. I'm not that big. "

He shook his head and opted for the floor, leaning against the couch.

I flicked the tv around until I horror film about vampires that I liked.

"The vampires arent all badass and sparkly but it's pretty decent show."

A small chuckle from him.

Sense he was on the couch I sprawled out on it.

"Your tired."

He knew how I felt I needn't answer.

"Are you sleeping?"

"I had a nightmare last night. Most nights I dont sleep very well either. Wake up a lot." I sighed.

"I'll help you sleep tonight. If you wanted me to lurk about. Dont want to be like him, always found that very strange.A bit stalkerish. Creeper perhaps."

I giggled at that.

"Yes it was strange. You can stay in my room instead of outside. I have books that you could read instead of watching me...you dont have to if you dont want to..."

"I offered Bella, I want too."

I glanced at the clock.

"Damn! It's 8 already?"

"I'm afraid...you well had to calm me for quite some time.."

"Oh. I need to eat something I guess."

"I can hear Charlies cruiser. I'll be in your room..You dont happen to have paper and pencils?" He asked in a shy manner.

"For drawing? I have sketch books and pencils. I'll show you when I go up. "

Gone. I was talking at air.

The front door opened then.

"Hey Bells! I brought home some fish."

"Yay! I was just bout to get me something to eat."

I ate as fast as possible and made the chit-chat necessary to free myself from the living room.

"I'ma head up to bed Dad. Oh..I'm going to go shopping tomorrow."

His face that was watching the end of the horror film turned to mine that was on the stairs.

Shear shock on his face.

"What? I need new clothes."

"Be safe hun, dont go to Seattle, it isnt safe up there. So many disappearances."

"Sure, sure. Night Dad." I bolted up stairs.

I opened my room door to find Jasper in the rocking chair with a book in his hand.

I went to my dresser and got my night cloths, glancing at the book Wuthering Heights in his hand.

"I dont really read that one anymore."

"You've read it a million time though." It was in horrible condition.

"Yes but I've grown out of thinking that it was actually a good love story, it's a tragedy." I walked to the bathroom then.

I showered quickly and got on my old wife beater, and sweats.

I was drying my hair with a towel when I came back into my room.

"You draw hmm?" He asked not even looking up from the book.

"Yes, I have a notebook I havent started yet you can have." I looked in my desk until I found it, I tossed it at him not looking. I grabbed the pencils and handed them to him.

"Thank you. I'll get you another one tomorrow."

I crawled under the covers and yawned. I truly was tired.

The calm I felt from when he first came started to flow over me again.

I smiled.

"Goodnight Isabella."

"Goodnight Jasper...dont be a creeper and steal my underwear or something..." I said drowsily.

He chuckled deeply.

I looked out the window from my bed and noticed the perfect crescent moon against a clear black sky speckled with stairs.

It was the last thing I saw before all the feel good emotions hit me hard and I was out.