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Chapter Eleven
Jasper P. O. V
As I walked around, I could smell someone who was high, drunk and I could tell from his emotions he was up to no good. I grabbed him from behind and dragged him into a dark alley, before biting into his neck, my teeth cutting into his skin like a knife through butter. I fed from him until his heart stopped beating, my thirst truly sated for the first time in decades.
I dumped his body in a dumpster further down the alley, slashing his throat and stealing his wallet to make it look lime a robbery gone sour, before rushing back the way I came. I couldn't stand being away from my mate's for too long.
As I was running, I thought back to Bella's eighteenth birthday party and finally realized that I hadn't been attacking her, I was attempting to protect her from Edward. That realization pissed me off even more. They always pinned the blame on the empath when in reality their blood lust was out of control.
I finally returned to the truck and slid into the drivers seat. "How long before this thing hits us?"
He shrugs his shoulders. "Not sure, Major, but we don't have long. I know our mate is important somehow."
With that said, Peter crawled into the front seat. I glanced in the back and watched our made sleeping, making sure she was comfortable, before turning to look at Peter. "I hope she can handle this, Pete."
I started the truck and resumed the drive, I checked the thought we still have about half an hour to go before we arrive at the ranch and then we can examine Bella thoroughly.
Peter P. O. V
As we pulled into the driveway, I noticed Jasper growing worried.
"What has you so worried, Jasper?" I asked him curiously.
He just shrugged. "I'm worried what she'll think of me when she sees me again."
As soon as Bella's mentioned, we hear her mumbling about Jasper and her red eyed angel. We shared an amused grin, happy with the knowledge that she would accept us.
"We should move her to the bedroom, she'll be more comfortable and we'll have space to examine her injuries." I stated, opening the front door.
He picked our Bella up carefully, carrying her to the bed without jostling her.
We watched her closely as she slowly regained consciousness, mumbling. "Don't let this be a dream, please."
I bend down to whisper in her ear. "Darlin' this ain't no dream. Open those pretty eyes so we can check you over."
She opened her eyes slightly, closed them again quickly and moaned in pain when light filtered into them. I clicked the over head light off and switch on the bedside lamp.
Bella P. O. V
The last thing I remember before passing out was seeing Jasper and my red eyed angel.
I don't know how long I was out of it, but suddenly I can feel myself being lifted and carried then laid down by the mystery person on something soft.
I hear a southern voice whisper on my ear. "Darlin' this ain't no dream. Open those pretty eyes so we can check you over."
I struggle to open my eyes, only managing to crack them, but slam them closed again with a moan of pain.
"What hurts, Darlin'? How can we help?" Jasper asks, his sweet voice laced in concern.
I chanced a glance at him and moaned again. "Everything hurts!"
"Bella, can we examine your injuries? We won't hurt you," the strange red eyed vampire assures and I can only nod, groaning as it caused white hot pain to shoot down my body.
They pull the blanket away and hiss when they lay eyes on the bruises, slashes and broken bones. I peeked up at them, minorly frightened by the growls and hisses they made as well as the pitch black eyes. I'm unsure if I should be scared or aroused, so I just lay in the bed watching them.
Jasper disappears, reappearing a moment letter with a bowl of steaming wafter and a few washcloths. He tenderly bathes me, washing away the dried blood, dirt, and grime.
The stranger tends to my wounds as Jasper finishes with them, applying ointment and closing them. He stitched up the deeper cuts and cared for my broken legs.
Even with how soft their touches were, I couldn't stop the whispers that escaped or the tears that trailed my cheeks. Every touch-no matter how gentle-generated immense pain and every time I moaned or whimpered, they would flinch and apologize, like it was hurting them to cause me pain.
When no one spoke for I while I decided to ask what had been on my mind since I woke. "How did you know where to find me?"
They stared at me, and just from the look in their eyes I knew I was in for a long story. . . .
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