Jasper smiled at me as he walked towards me carrying our drinks. I knew full well that there was little to no vodka in my drink, which was fine with me. I think he was drinking at all. He looked so good in his blue shirt, his skins glistening in the light from the house. It was a gorgeous night, well into the seventies. His eyes locked with mine so he didn't notice Mike Newton stumbling backwards towards him. They ran into each other, Mike caught himself on the table behind them and Jasper staggered forwards managing only to spill a little bit of our drinks.
Jasper turned and looked at Mike for just a moment before turning back to me. "What is your problem asshole?" Mike slurred his words as he shouted at Jasper. He gave me a soft smile as he sat down in front of me putting our drinks on the ground at our feet. "Don't walk away from me when I'm talking to you" I heard the sound of plastic hitting metal before I was splattered with beer.
My hands moved quickly to shield my face, Jasper turned his head watching Mike's solo cup bounce off the bricks. Jasper got to his feet and glared at Mike. "I thought you were deaf not blind retard" Mike swayed a bit as he shouted. I got up from my seat moving to Jasper's side while Mike continued to sling slurred insults. I took Jasper's hand as he attempted to decipher what Mike was saying.
"What is your problem Lennie?" Mike slowed his speech to a mocking level. Lennie was the terrible nickname that Lauren had thought up. Jasper turned to look at me right before Mike pushed him into me. Jasper grabbed my elbow to prevent me from falling. He turned a little and shoved Mike away with his forearm. He pivoted back to me, looking me over.
"Are you okay?" He asked right as I watched Mike's fist connect to the side of his head.
"Jasper!" I reached for him as he fell hard with the direction of the punch. He fell despite my efforts, his head going right through the glass table top. The metal frame skidded on the bricks and flipped under Jasper's weight. It rolled him into the pool, the water turning pink with Jasper's blood from his head.
"Oh shit" the sight seemed to pull Mike out of his drunken stupor. I moved quickly to the edge of the pool watching as panic washed over me. Jasper wasn't moving let alone making an attempt to get his head about the water.
I kicked off my heels and jumped into the water a little away from where Jasper was floating a foot or two above the floor of the pool. Tyler, Jasper's roommate, and Mile jumped into the water after me. "Keep away from him" I pushed Mike, I was a little surprised with the ferocity of my own voice. Tyler took the lead and dove under carefully pulling Jasper to the surface. With my help we got him to the edge of the pool where Emmett was waiting.
Tyler climbed out of the pool and helped Emmett pull Jasper out of the water. Rosalie stood behind them struggling to remain composed as she dialed 911. "Everyone get out of here!" Emmett's voice boomed as he shouted to everyone watching. I couldn't even think about the kind of trouble we would be getting into with everyone still here.
Angela moved to Tyler's side as he leaned down to check if Jasper was breathing. We could all tell that he wasn't. They started CPR, Tyler being mindful of Jasper's head, making sure not to move him more than necessary. It took them a few cycles before Jasper coughed up some pool water. I felt hot tears burn my eyes and I clenched my teeth furious with myself for not keeping a straight face. Rosalie crouched down next to him taking his limp hand in hers while tears rolled down her cheeks. Eric offered his hand to me and helped me out of the pool while Edward started trying to get everyone out of the house. A few of his tennis teammates began boxing up the liquor bottles that were in the kitchen. It only took them about five minutes to hide almost all of the evidence of the party.
I heard the sirens of an ambulance; EMTs were soon being led back through the house out to where we were. Rosalie, Angela and Tyler moved away from Jasper giving the EMTs room to work. They took in the scene before slipping a back board under Jasper before lifting him to the stretcher. I followed with Emmett and Rosalie as they pushed him through the house and to the Ambulance in our driveway.
"Is he okay?" Rosalie asked softly.
"What's his name?" one of the EMT asked her without looking at her.
"Jasper, he's my brother" the EMT nodded.
"Okay, then you are coming with us" Rosalie nodded and waited to climb into the ambulance. Sobs racked my body as the doors to the ambulance shut before speeding off down our driveway.