This was the last thing that we needed to happen. And by we I meant, me, and the Hales. They didn't need a death hanging over them and I didn't really want to die, not yet anyway. But still Jasper didn't think of that did he? His vampire senses were taking over and he'd lost all sense of self control.
He held me by the throat against the wall now, his cold body pressed to mine, his normally brown eyes glistening as he focused on my face. I took a gulp and tried to talk, but he was constricting my airway. "J-Jasper," I gasped, trying to pull at the cold fingers around my neck, but they weren't budging. Why hadn't he killed me already? Maybe he did have a slight conscience, even if it was very small. I suddenly felt ultra calm, like I wasn't in a dying situation, then I remembered what Jasper's 'talent' was and I fought back against it, knowing he was manipulating my feelings. "J-Jasper," I tried again and he pulled back a little, as if he was seeing me for the first time in ages, which he was to be honest.
"Bella," He whispered his voice was like velvet, his fingers letting go of my throat as I gagged from breath, bent double, taking as many deep breaths as I could. My lungs felt like they were on fire and my throat was sore from where he had held me tightly. He hadn't moved, his eyes wide, and then he started to back away as I straightened up. He was making for the door; I couldn't just be left here like that. "Jaz don't," I whispered, using his old nickname for the first time in what seemed like ages. He froze again as I clutched the counter for support, retching a little. Suddenly pair of cold hands were around my wrists, pulling me towards another room. I retched again and someone whispered in a soothing voice in my ear. "Calm down Bella," To my surprise it was Esme's voice and not Jaspers. But he had been in the room with me hadn't he?
"We had to get Jasper out." That woman explained to me in a soft voice. Why hadn't I found out her name yet?! She was the one holding me, and though Esme held out for a little while she had to leave as well, along with Rose. The woman seemed ok with the sight and smell of my blood pouring down my arm, in fact as she was the calmest out of the group.
She sat me down on the couch I had been sat on before and saw to my cut on my hand. She even stitched it for me, which I found a little strange. "Why do you have all of this stuff?" I asked as she opened up a briefcase full of items from a hospital. She grinned at me, before looking back down at the case.
"Well I used to be a nurse, a long time ago and when I knew you were staying I took the liberty of getting a few supplies," She told me as I winced, when she put a cotton pad on my hand, covered in a brown liquid. "I had heard you were a little on the clumsy side. What happened? This looks too clean to be accidental. Did Jasper do this to you?"
I shook my head quickly, looking horrified she would even think that. "No, of course he didn't. I was eating in the kitchen when I dropped my knife and well," I shrugged a little, telling her she should know if she knew I was clumsy. She nodded, almost knowingly.
"Well I think I am going to have to postpone my leaving," She said thoughtfully as she studied me carefully. "After all, it's your first day here and you're already hurt. I'm going to have to tell Esme to lock away all the knives." I smiled a little at her jokes; I was starting to like her. Well they say never to judge a book by the cover.
"What's your name?" I asked her gently, as she wiped my arm to get rid of the blood. She looked up at me for a moment, then back to my arm.
"Lily Hale," She told me in a firm voice. Why didn't it sound right then? I nodded, saying nothing more on the matter. She finished cleaning my hand, before getting up and leaving without another word. She wasn't a Hale was she?
I sat for the rest of the day alone, not wanting to do anything. My hand was hurting more than when it had happened, and I really needed some painkillers, but Lily wasn't around. No-one was. Where was everyone? Surely it wouldn't be like this for the whole time I was staying.
After two hours of doing nothing, but sitting there I got bored and went up to my room to unpack, but as I was on the way to my room I spotted that a door was open that hadn't been open before. Frowning a little I headed over to the door and peered inside, I was just a little curious. To my surprise it was Jasper's room, and he was lying on the bed face down. I fought the urge to go inside and lost completely. As soon as I was a step inside, his body went rigid before he sat up. He'd heard or smelt me, either one. I bit my lip, frozen in the doorway as he sat up and faced me. The look he threw me made me step back in shock. That wasn't the Jasper that I knew, not at all. "What do you want?!" It was the same voice as before, not the one he had used earlier when I had been hurt. I must have looked hurt because he sighed and sat up properly. "Bella you're in danger here, can't you see that?" His tone was a little better, but not completely.
I found my voice and managed to growl at him furiously, which even shocked him a little, but he held a straight face. "I came here to help you Jaz…" No, don't call him Jaz; it would seem like old times. "Per," I added quickly, though he had already noticed and turned away. I could have sworn he was smiling a little, but when he turned back his face was straight and unreadable.
"I don't need your help Isabella Swan. Get out of my life! I tried to get rid of you once and that didn't work did it?! You're still holding on as if you're life depended on it! I don't need you! Can't you see that?" What was it with his sudden changes of mood? Was he trying to get me to hate him? Wait, he most likely was.
"Fine, then you go around biting humans," I told him furiously, my own temper rising surprisingly fast. "You make me sick! You don't even deserve to exist! You're whole existence sickens me!" Ouch, that was a little harsh, but what he had said to me had been even worse, so I didn't care. I turned quickly and stormed from the room, slamming the door behind me. As I stalked down the corridor I heard something smash in Jasper room. I winced a little, but kept walking. I HATED him!