-Wife Swap: Cullen vs. Wickers-
-Chapter X-
Jasmine
I have had a terrible headache for the past two days. I lay in bed, my skull on the breaking point, and I hear the demons. I always hear the demons. Why don't they ever sleep? At this point I would not mind one the them knocking out the other. Carlisle had woken me up about five minutes ago. Groaning, I rolled out of bed. This bed. I have never felt anything so soft before. I know I need to get home before I get too materialistic. I shower and dress. Downstairs, there is no one. Where are they? I sounds like they are all around me. I feel a tug on my hair and I whirl around.
No one is there. I feel a hand on my back and I scream. Still, I am alone. Is this house haunted? Something cold grazes my arm and them reaches up to stroke my face. A low moan files the room and I scream again. "Jasmine!" My name is whispered. I run outside screaming of ghosts. Then it hits me. Those kids really are demons!
All six of the Cullen children surrounded me moments later. "What's wrong Jasmine?" Alice asks, concerned. I turned and looked at her. She does look like a ghost. Very pale, odd colored eyes, too graceful, mysterious. I started backing away from the teenagers.
I hold up my hands. "Please, just please don't hurt me." I beg. I trip backwards and fall down.
Emmett helps me stand. He and the rest of his siblings look me over before sighing. "We aren't going to hurt you. You just look frightened. Is everything okay?" Bella asked sincerely.
"It-it felt like something was touching me… and something said my name, I'm sure," I stammer. Alice took my hand. She leads me inside and helps me sit on the touch.
Bella went into the kitchen and came back with a glass of water for me.
"You haven't been getting much sleep lately. Why don't you lie low today? I'm sure it is just your lack of rest playing tricks on you," Edward said. I felt a mist of calm come over me. I nodded and took a sip of the water. Did the evil children poison it? Am I going to die? I would not put it past them.
Bella
The last two days have been really bad. I'm beginning to miss Esme. Then I got the greatest idea. When I was changed I got the power of invisibility. Why not use that to mess with Jasmine? I crept down to Emmett and Rosalie's room. I knocked. Even when there are no sounds coming from there I learned the hard way to be sure. "Come in." Emmett said.
I walked inside followed closely by Alice and Jasper. Alice winked at me and grinned. Apparently she had seen me summon her. Edward slide in and closed the door. Emmett sat up on the bed. "What's up?"
"Would you like to prank Jasmine?" I asked.
Rosalie grinned. "How do we plan on accompicing this?"
"I was thinking I could turn us all invisible and we could use it to freak her out. What do you think?"
Emmett grinned at me. "I like the way you think little sister. Very devious. You are a true Cullen."
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Edward asked. "Carlisle will not be happy."
Alice rolled her eyes and smacked Edward. "Where is your sense of adventure?"
"I left it in Chicago," Edward said dryly.
"Humorous. What is going to happen once we are invisible?" Jasper asked.
We huddled together and made up our plan. Then we linked hands and were no longer visible. We walked downstairs and started talking to each other. We are disguising our voices a bit. Jasmine came downstairs. She looked tired and frustrated. She is such a joy to be around. She stopped in the middle of the living room and looked around.
Rosalie leaned forward and tugged on her hair. Jasmine whirled around and we jumped backwards. Her hands glazed over her hair and she sighed. Jasmine must have dismissed it. Poor girl.
Alice takes her free hand and runs it up Jasmine's arm. Alice snickers and caresses her face. Emmett moaned and Jasper whispered, "Jasmine!" slowly. I touch her back and then she runs out of the house screaming. We all start laughing once the cameras are gone.
Jasmine
After I sent the kids off to school I decided to do some exploring. I wasn't planning on doing this. That was until I sat down on a couch and a roll of hundreds fell out. I put the money back and stood up. I walked around looking at everything. A vase by the front door was filled with money. So was the cookie jar in the kitchen. Upstairs was a room with a ping pong pool table. One of the walls was decorated with the spinners from Twister and another looked like it came straight from a comic book. "What is the purpose of this room? I don't see one," I remarked snootily. Arcade machines lined the comic book wall and the west was for seating. The other side of the room had a poker table. A poker table! Gambling. "I can't believe this! The kids are free to gamble." This room is getting closed off come rules change.
Across from the room I believed to store Emmett and Rosalie was another door. Carlisle had told me the boys had the room across to do with as they pleased. What has Emmett done? I opened the door. Gasping I stepped inside. It looks like a BDSM dungeon. "What is this?" I spluttered in fear, gesturing at the cage and the X on the wall. I backed out slowly and shut the door. Exploring is turning out to be a bad idea.
I made myself lunch and read a book. My watch was beeping on the hour when the front door opened. It was twelve and the brats are home. I walked over to them. Emmett and Jasper were deeply involved with some handheld game system. Alice was saying something to Bella about ping pong. Rosalie and Edward are staring out the window. "What are you doing home?" I barked.
"Emmett pulled the fire alarm and we came home." Rosalie said.
"You pulled the fire alarm? Are you insane? What is wrong with you? Do you know that that is illegal? Why?" I screamed.
Jasper looked up and calmly said, "There is no need to yell; we are all right here."
"Yeah. I was bored and wanted to go home. If I was caught skipping I would get a detention. I don't like those. It was Bella's idea, kind of. Alice said to first change into my gym clothes. Ya know, for the ink? Then I changed back and we came home," Emmett said nonchalantly. It was like breaking the law was nothing to him.
Bella poked Jasper's arm. "Yes?" he said.
"I need an ID and you have so far neglected to get me one. What kind of brother does that to his little sister?" Bella cried.
"Have you pulled the alarm before Emmett?" I asked.
He shook his head, "This was my first time but Jasper has before."
"Bella you have an ID. What are you talking about?" I asked.
Jasper put his game away. "Bella, Jenks is all the way in Seattle. What do you want me to do? I am not going to fly all the way out there."
Isabella rolled her eyes, "Make me one Jasper. I know you can."
"I won't be as good as the ones Jenks does," Jasper said. "Alright. Just for you Bella. Right now?"
Bella nodded, "How old?" Jasper asked.
"Whatever age Alice is. Thanks," Bella kissed his cheek and skipped upstairs.
Jasper walked across the room and moved a rug. He pulled some floor boards up and jumped down the hole he had created. Emmett moved over and replaced it. "What is down there and what is everyone talking about?" I screamed.
"Our basement is down there. Jazz is making Bella an ID." Rosalie said. She took Emmett upstairs with her.
"Jasper is making Bella a fake ID? How does he know how to do that? Why do you have the stuff for that? I want answers!" I screeched. I was officially going insane.
No one answered my question. All I got was a 'we all know how. Jasper and Carlisle are the best.' I laid down on the couch and focused on taking deep breaths. I was almost asleep when it hit me. These children have disorders. I got up and ran toward the stairs. I got to the top and heard some disturbring devil music.
What I've done
I'll face myself
To cross out what I've become
Erase myself
And let go of what I've done
It was coming from Jasper's bedroom. I walked inside and found him lying on his bed. A book titled 'The Civil War' lay abandoned next to him. Alice sat on the floor playing a video game. "Jasper, Alice, I am going to talk to you to for a moment." I sat down on the couch and asked Jasper to turn the music down. He did, only a bit. "Jasper are you a cutter?" I asked.
Jasper glared at me, "No." He got up and sat by Alice. "No one ever gives me a chance," he cried softly. Alice turned off her game and hugged him.
They were quiet for a moment before they sat on the other settee. "Show me you arms then. I have not seen them since I have gotten here." I ordered. Jasper rolled his sleeves to his elbows and displayed his arms.
A think white scar circled his entire left wrist. A long cut zig-zaged across his right. On both of the creases to his elbows was a long, jagged scar. It looked like a hole had been ripped open there. One crest shaped one was on his left forearm. I reached out to touch his skin. He hissed but did not move. His skin was cold and hard but that was not what shocked me. His skin was rough and bumpy. "How did you get those and how many do you have that I can't see?" I knew these kids were adopted but I never imagined this scary type of abuse. Now I understand why he is so quite.
"I'm sorry ma'am but is it any of your business?" Jasper whispered. His voice sounded so shamed. He pulled his sleeves down.
I shook my head. "Okay. I'm going to ask you another couple of questions." I was beginning to feel empathic. Kids get hurt all the time. These parents were nice enough to save them. There really are nice people in the world. "I am wondering do you have any of these? Are you bipolar? Do you have social, panic or generalized anxiety disorder?"
"No, I do not believe so. Do I really come off like that?" Jasper asked himself. He looked at his body and made a sound of disgust.
"I love you," Alice whispered. A ghost of a smile appeared on his face.
I turned to Alice. "Alice could you get your siblings?" As if they heard they came in. "Never mind." I muttered.
"Alice, Emmett… do either of you have histrionic personality disorder?" I asked. They shook their heads no. "Rosalie do you have Narcissistic personality disorder?"
Rosalie huffed. "Why would you think I have that? Is it because I don't like you? News flash lady, none of us like you."
"That is fine. You do not have to like me.
My shadow's only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish some one out there will find me
Til then I walk alone
"Jasper could you please turn that off?" I asked.
Jasper said, "It reminds me of my time as a nomad." He left it on.
"All of you are fine?" I asked.
Rosalie smiled sneakily. "I have post traumatic stress disorder. Something bad happened to me. That is why I am such a bitch. Now you can't be mad 'casue it's not my fault." She cackled and walked out of the room. Emmett followed. Edward and Bella looked at me.
I nodded and they left.
Two days from now it is going to be rules change. If these kids don't listen and learn from the rules I'm going to make I might have to beat some ass. Metaphorically.
Sorry this took so long to get out. Next chapters are rules change.
I know humans cannot see Jasper's scars but those ones are bad enough for her to see.
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