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Chapter 11
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these these characters. All rights for their creation go to Stephenie Meyer.
Bella's Point of View
"No problem," Jasper whispered, his eyes soft.
I just couldn't believe that he broke one of Mike's ribs… for me. My heart stuttered, as I snuggled closer to his shoulder. I was just worried… he was going to get caught. Suddenly, the door to the nurse's office opened. Mike entered, Jessica helping him walk. Tears streaked his cheeks, as he grunted in pain. Jasper stared at him, his eyes like razors. When Mike met his eyes, he flinched. I threw Mike the dirtiest look I could manage. Jasper stood up, his hands shoved into his pockets. He hurried over to the nurse, before Mike or Jessica could say anything to her.
"Would it be alright if I took Bella home?" Jasper purred, throwing the nurse a smile.
"Do you need to be excused as well, Mr. Hale?" the nurse asked, her jaw dropping. Jasper really knew how to work people.
"If that would be alright," Jasper chuckled, his country drawl coming out.
"Well… alright. Feel better, Bella," the nurse called.
I smiled and nodded. Jasper walked over, smiling. I heard Mike say that he tripped and fell down the stairs, and that he thought he broke a rib. Jasper was right… they weren't going to say anything.
"Ready to go?" Jasper asked. I nodded, setting down the ice packs. "Want me to carry you?" he asked, his black eyes twinkling.
"That's alright," I whispered, my cheeks flooding with color. I stood up, falling back down to the bench, flinching from the pain of my foot.
"Here," Jasper, murmured, wrapping an arm around me.
We stood up, as I hesitantly put my arm around his shoulder. He was freezing, and it was quite obvious there wasn't something right about him. And I would find out… soon. But for now, I was just going to go along with everything. He did help me out, after all. Jasper helped me walk, as I leaned onto his shoulder. We walked out to the parking lot, towards my truck.
"Well, thank you, Jasper," I said, opening the door to my truck.
"Didn't you hear what I said to the nurse? I'm taking you home," Jasper replied.
"No, no, it's alright," I whispered. "You have done enough," I chuckled.
"You think you can press down on the gas pedal with your ankle?" Jasper grinned. I frowned, knowing he was right. "C'mon," he added, walking me around to the other side of the car, and opening the door.
I crawled inside, as he shut the door behind me. He was instantly beside me, shutting his door. That was quick… I stared at Jasper, wondering about him even more. I knew good and well there was something off about him. The pale, cold, skin… eyes that change from gold to black. Speed, Strength considering he broke Mike's rib. How did he even know where I was? Plus he saved me from that car. The beauty… his sweet scent. There was something off. I continued to stare at him, as he started up my car. He looked over at me, doing a double take.
"Something wrong?" he asked, his eyebrows furrowing. He drove out of the parking lot.
"No…" Was there something wrong?
"Then what is it?"
"I'm… trying to figure out what you are," I whispered.
I saw him tense, even though he tried to hide it. "Huh?"
"Jasper… please stop with the lies. I know there is something up."
"Well there isn't," he snapped. "What do you think is up?" he asked, looking over at me, as he drove. "By the way, your car is annoying. This thing can barely get over fifty," he sighed.
"You're going sixty and the speed limit is thirty!" I yelled out.
He rolled his eyes, slowing down. "Now answer."
"I don't know… like you are a superhero or something," I laughed.
He busted out laughing. "What, you think I am Superman or something?" he chuckled, covering his mouth.
I blushed. "It's the only thing I can think of," I sighed.
"Well, I'll tell you that I am most certainly not a superhero," he snickered. "I'm more or less what the superhero would be fighting against," he muttered, so low I could barely hear.
"So like… a villain?" I gasped, my eyes widening. He cursed under his breath realizing I had heard. But he slowly nodded. I paused, looking out the window. "No… I don't think so," I whispered. "It isn't possible."
He looked over at me, his black eyes intense. "You sure about that?" he growled.
I stood strong, looking at him. A small voice in my head said that I should be afraid. But the thing was, I wasn't. "Yes, I am sure," I replied, my head high.
"You are so naïve." He rolled his eyes.
Now that made my stomach churn. "If you were not a superhero, you wouldn't have saved me from that car," I noted. He didn't reply. His hands just tightened even more on the wheel. "No denying? So you did save me! I was right!" I cheered.
He rolled his eyes. "You're home," he murmured, pulling my truck to a stop. "Have a nice weekend," he added, getting out of the car.
I sighed, watching him leave. Wait… it was the weekend! My heart stuttered, as I quickly yanked the door open. Forgetting my ankle, I jolted out. My knee buckled, as fire flared in my ankle.
"Jasper, wait," I cried out, sinking to the ground.
He was kneeling beside me in an instant; I didn't see him approach. "Are you alright," he gasped.
"Just forgot about my ankle," I sighed. My head throbbed even harder as I tried to stand up.
Jasper helped me up, his cold arm around my shoulder. He walked me to my house, and through the door. He shut the door with his foot, as he walked me over to the couch. I laid back, as he gently put one of the pillows under my foot. Without saying a word, he walked into the kitchen, picking up a random cloth off the counter. He walked to the refrigerator, filling the cloth with ice. He slowly walked back over, sitting on the chair beside the couch. He reached over, gently placing the cold cloth on my ankle.
"Thank you," I whispered.
He smiled and nodded. The ice just wasn't… cold enough for my liking. I leaned forward, Jasper's eyes following me. I pulled the cloth out of his hand, and pressed his hand down. It felt fabulous, the cold never dulling. I pulled my hand away, laying back as I smiled at him.
"Why are you so cold?" I whispered.
Jasper's shoulders slumped. He really didn't want to tell me his secret. And after all he has done… I guess I would just give him the day.
"Forget I asked," I mumbled.
He sighed. "I'd better get going," he muttered, standing up.
He placed the cloth back on my ankle. "Alright," I sighed.
"Bye. See you one Monday," he added, as he walked out of the house.
The door sadly closed, as I wished he would come back. Suddenly, Charlie barged into the house, followed by a man in a wheel chair, and a kid about my age. Probably a year or two younger.
Jasper's Point of View
I was in no mood to go back home. I wanted to stay with Bella… but she is getting a bit question happy. This wasn't good… she is smart. But naïve. Thinking I am so good… thinking I am a superhero instead of the bad guy. Vampires could not be superhero's. We drink blood for goodness sake! But she didn't know that. So sweet… and trusting in the world. As I closed the door, temptation overwhelmed me as I wanted to turn around, and go back.
Before I could decide whether to go back or not, I heard the sound of Chief Swan's cruiser come down the street, followed by another car. I ran over, and ducked behind the bushes. His cruiser pulled to a stop, as he quickly stepped out. A different car pulled to a stop behind him. A younger boy got out, getting a wheelchair out of the trunk. My eyebrows furrowed, as the boy helped a man get into the wheelchair.
"Is Bella home?" the younger boy asked.
I already disliked him.
"The truck's here, Jacob, so I assume so," the older man said, as Chief Swan pushed his wheelchair.
"Glad your old truck is getting some use still, huh Billy," Chief Swan chuckled, entering the house.
Billy and Jacob were the two people. I could still here them talking, as they walked inside. Then surprise went through their emotions, when they saw Bella on the couch.
"What happened?" Chief Swan asked.
"I tripped at school," Bella sighed.
"Sorry Bells," he mumbled. "This is Billy and Jacob," he added.
Jacob hurriedly said hi and Billy let out a raspy hello after him. All four of them began to talk, as I sat there, listening. Billy and Chief Swan went out of the room, leaving Bella and Jacob alone. I listened to their conversation, hearing Jacob's shy replies.
"So Bella," Jacob said.
"Yeah?"
"Me and some friends are hanging out a La Push Beach tomorrow. You wanna come?" he asked.
Bella paused. "Um, sure I guess," she replied, her voice muffled. "I don't know about my foot though," he laughed.
"Would crutches make it easier?" he offered.
"Much," she replied, laughing with him.
My blood boiled. I didn't want to listen to this. I stood up, but instead of walked away, I walked to the door. I curtly knocked on the door, stiffly waiting for it to be answered. I heard Bella and Jacob pause. Then there was shuffling on the couch.
"No, it's alright, I'll get it," Jacob said, pushing her back down.
The boy walked over to the door, and opened it. I angrily stood there, my arms crossed.
"Jasper!" Bella smiled, seeing me from the couch.
I returned her smile, then walked inside, not even saying a word to Jacob.
"Rude ass," Jacob mumbled, so low, he thought I couldn't hear.
"What was that?" I hissed, turning around, glaring at him. I was glad my eyes were not gold today. The black was more intimidating.
The boy shrunk back, slightly flinching. I rolled my eyes, continuing on, not really caring.
"I thought you left," Bella said, sitting up.
I easily pushed her back down, adjusting the pillow under her foot. "Decided I didn't want to, I guess," I replied, throwing her a smile. My smile stretched wider when I felt Jacob's anger and jealousy.
"Oh, Jasper, this is Jacob. His father sold my dad my truck," Bella said, signaling to him.
I wanted to say, yeah, I know who he is. But instead I just nodded, paying no attention to him.
"Jacob, would it be okay if Jasper came down to the beach with us tomorrow?" I asked. Jacob's jaw clenched, as his eyes narrowed. He slowly bobbed his head up and down.
Yes! I would love to come and make sure this Jacob kid kept his distance. But all my happiness drained from my body. The beach… tomorrow?
"Where?" I whispered, as if I didn't know.
"La Push," Bella replied.
I sighed, my eyebrows sadly pulling up. The sunlight. It wasn't raining tomorrow. "Bella… I'd love to go," I whispered. "But I have plans with Emmett tomorrow. I don't think I could cancel them on Emmett," I lied. I wanted to punch the Jacob kid from the relief he felt. I threw him a dirty look instead.
"Oh," Bella whispered. Disappointment ran through her.
I frowned, her emotions mixing with mine. "We should go somewhere else sometime soon, just you and me," I smiled.
She blinked, a wide grin stretching across her face. "Sure!"
I didn't know where, and I didn't know when. I just knew I wanted to.
"So what are you going to be doing with Emmett?" Bella asked.
I paused. "Camping. He's been wanting to go for a while." It was the best thing I could come up with at the moment.
"Are you sure he can't wait until Sunday?" she asked.
I sighed, wanting to say yes to her so bad. To go with her, and have fun for the day. But it was impossible.
"Yeah, I'm sure. I don't want another family member to be mad at me," I chuckled.
Her face slightly fell. Just then, Bella's father and Billy came into the room. They both paused when they saw me.
"Hey Chief Swan," I smiled.
All he felt was shock. "Hello, Jasper."
"Well, Jacob, we'd better get going," Billy said, rolling over to him.
Jacob sighed, more jealousy pouring into his emotions. "Bye, Bella," Jacob called, as Jacob pushed Billy out the door.
"I'd better get going too," I whispered, standing up. That's when I thought… why did I come back anyway?
"No," Bella gasped, grabbing my arm.
Well… maybe just one more moment. Her dad left the room, walking up stairs. I sat down, embarrassed at how easily this girl can control me. She smiled, content.
"So why'd you decide to come back?" she asked.
I stared at her for a moment, trying to find the answer of that myself. Her chocolate eyes stared into mine, her pale face so sweet and innocent. Her cheeks were slightly pink, along with her lips that were smooth and full. I couldn't help but notice how her top lip was slightly bigger than her bottom. I liked that… Her brown hair fell over her shoulders, slightly curling at the ends.
"I just wanted to, I guess," I breathed, knowing it was a crappy answer. "I wasn't done talking to you."
"I wasn't either," she chuckled.
My phone suddenly buzzed. I sighed, irritated, and pulled my phone out. It was Emmett.
"Hold on, it's Emmett," I whispered. Bella nodded. "Hello?" I said.
"Hey bro, what's up?" Emmett asked.
"I'm at Bella's house at the moment," I replied, a slight hiss mixing with my voice.
"Ohhh, watcha doin?" Emmett snickered. I rolled my eyes. "Just jokin. I was wondering if you would like to go hunting. I just went, but you haven't in a while… and I don't think you wanna put up with going with Rosalie and Edward," he laughed.
"No, I don't. Thanks man, and yeah that sounds great."
"No prob. I'm gonna hang with Rose, until you get here. Hurry up!"
He cut off the phone before I had the chance to reply. I stood up, shoving my phone into my pocket.
"Sorry Bella, but I have to get going." My country drawl came out; even I heard it this time. A wide smile spread across her face, but it faded quickly.
"Alright. See you later, Jasper," she whispered.
I nodded. "Have fun down at the beach… and be careful," I murmured, walking out the door before she replied.
I'm glad Emmett was going to go hunting with me. I need something-anything-to get my mind off of her…
Bella's Point of View
I couldn't believe Jasper came back! It was only for a short amount of time… but it was something at least. He said we would go somewhere together sometime… and I couldn't help but wonder where. And when of course… Charlie came into the room, his eyebrows raised as he stared at me.
"He your new boyfriend or something? Man, that was quick," he scoffed, rubbing the back of his neck.
I sighed. "Jasper isn't my boyfriend, dad," I mumbled.
His eyebrows furrowed, but he just shrugged and walked over to the kitchen. "You hungry?" he asked.
"Nah, not really."
"Sure? Got lots of fish that needs to be eaten," he smiled.
"Yeah, I'm sure. Thanks though."
I flipped on the TV, watching it for a while, until I fell asleep on the couch. It wasn't long, before I was woken up, due to my foot falling off the pillow. Pain flashed in my ankle for a moment, then dulled to a throb. I wish Jasper could have stayed… I wanted to talk to him more.
"Cha-I mean dad," I called.
"Yeah," he said, just as he finished up cleaning the kitchen.
"Could you bring me my copy of Wuthering Heights from my room?" I asked.
He nodded, walking up the stairs. I smiled as he returned, handing me my torn and faded book.
"Thanks," I whispered, opening it up.
For the rest of the night, I read on the couch, waiting for the weekend to pass by. No matter how much I read, my thoughts drifted back to Jasper. This just couldn't be natural…
Jasper's Point of View
I have been needing this.
A nice chance to let go, and just run at full speed while the wind blows your hair back. Emmett was behind me; I was faster tonight. It felt like all my worries, guilt, and sorrow fell off of me with each step I took. It was dusk, night just falling over the forest as I ran, kicking up dirt and loose stones as I went. Animals cowered due to my presence, and I just happened to love that feeling. Power. And respect.
"Smell any bears?" I called to Emmett. He just wanted to find one tonight. He wasn't too thirsty.
I was on the lookout, for anything. Deer, elk, mountain lion, or possibly another bear, if there is more than one.
"Nah," he replied.
"You go left, curve around, and meet me up in the distance. See if you find anything," I said, speeding ahead.
Emmett did as I said, running off the other way. Right after Emmett left, I caught the scent of a couple of deer. I sprang forward, sinking into a crouch. Once they were insight, I quickly rammed into the first, biting into it and sucking it dry within seconds. Then I ran after the other, that was trying to get away. It had the same fate as the first. Once finished, I stood up, wiping the little bit of blood that fell down my chin away. I sprinted forward again, then waited for Emmett. Moments later, he met up with me, his eyes a tad bit more gold.
"Find a bear?" I laughed.
He nodded with satisfaction. We continued on, until I found some elk. I hunted until it felt like I couldn't suck another drop of blood. My eyes were burning gold, as I licked my lips.
"Finished?" Emmett asked.
"Yep."
We made our way home, which I was not excited to go. "So, what has Edward and Rosalie been saying?" I asked.
Emmett rolled his eyes. "I swear, if I hear another complaint come through their lips, I am going to leave for at least a month."
"Sorry," I muttered, knowing it was my fault.
"It's alright. Say, wanna do something fun tonight, instead of go home?"
"Like what?" I asked, my eyebrows furrowing.
"I dunno, go crush some junkyard cars, or terrorize that Mike Newton kid ya hate." I turned to Emmett, my eyes wide. "I know you broke his rib, dude. The whole family knows. The story went around the school, that he fell and broke it. But he messed with Bella right? Supervamp Jasper to the rescue," he snickered, throwing me a smile.
"So… Edward and Rosalie know?" I sighed.
"Yeah… it just adds to how pissed they are. Sorry dude. But if it were Rose…" His eyes narrowed. "I would have done the same thing. And she knows it, too. They aren't mad that you hurt Newton… just that you did it for Bella." He shrugged. "I liked Alice, but this clumsy girl sounds fun. I think I will like her more than the fortuneteller," he laughed.
I sighed. "No word on Alice?"
"Nope. She hightailed out, and has no intention to return."
"I… I wish I hadn't hurt her like that," I mumbled.
Emmett looked at me, understanding lighting up in his eyes. "You can't help how you feel, man."
"Which is exactly why I was honest when Edward asked if I had any feelings for Bella."
Emmett nodded. "I mean, think about it. Things would have only been worse if you lied."
"Yeah…"
"So what do ya say? Terrorize Newton or smash some cars? It's your choice," he smiled.
"Emmett, we could go to jail for terrorizing Newton!" I chuckled.
"They couldn't catch us," he scoffed.
"And do you think they wouldn't find us eventually?" I rolled my eyes. "I'm not ready to leave Forks and change my name, Emmett," I laughed.
"Whatevs. That doesn't mean we can't scare the hell out of him though," he grinned.
"Nah. He'd know it was me, trying to mess with him. Things would be going all around the school," I sighed. It sounded so very tempting.
"Fine. Smashing cars it is, then."
"I'm not sure if I'm in the mood…" I muttered.
"Eh, you're worse than Rose! You never want to do anything fun, and you put down every good option." He crossed his arms over his muscular chest. "Do you really want to go home and see the two glaring vampires?" he asked.
"I never said I was going to go home," I mumbled.
His mouth dropped open as one of his eyebrows raised. "Then what the hell do you want to do? I'm not the mind reader here, that's Edward."
"Go on home, Emmett. I'm going to walk around for the night."
It clicked in Emmett's mind what I really wanted to do. His dimples popped out, as he smiled. "Ohhh, alright. Go on, see ya later." He sped off, leaving me behind.
I started to run, going ten times faster than before. It wasn't long, until I was in front of Bella's house.
It was past one in the morning now, the moon high up in the black sky. Stars twinkled, when they showed. Clouds covered most of them, and now blocked out the moon. I walked over to the door, quickly lifting up the mat and found the key. How original. I chuckled, unlocking the door, placing the key back under the mat, then entered. The TV was still on, and Bella was still on the couch. She was asleep, the cloth still on her ankle. All the ice was melted; the cloth no longer helped.
I quietly shut the door, walking over to the chair. Bella's arm was draped over a pillow, as she laid asleep on the couch. She looked so peaceful… and happy. That was all she felt, was happiness at the moment. I smiled, wondering what she was dreaming about. People only had emotions in their sleep while they were dreaming. Whether it be happiness from a good dream, or fear from a nightmare. She suddenly mumbled something in her sleep. Oh man, was she waking up? I relaxed, as she sighed, a smile forming on her face.
"Jasper," she whispered, suddenly.
I jumped, realizing she had caught me. I pursed my lips, trying to think up any explanation I could, but I found none. Ah man, this so wasn't smart! Now she will probably never talk to me again, seeing that I am watching her sleep! What have I done…
Right before I was about to apologize, she spoke again.
"Jasper," she sighed, smiling wider in her sleep, as she turned over.
She was… she was dreaming about me. My heart swelled, as I stared in awe. She was a sleep talker. And she was dreaming about me. Not having a nightmare where I was a true vampire, sucking her blood. But a happy one, where she was with me. I couldn't help the radiant smile that pulled across my face.
"Stay," she pleaded, her eyebrows pulling up in the corners.
My heart melted, and as if she were controlling me, I stood up. Being ever so careful, I laid down beside her, wrapping my arms around her. I hope my coldness wouldn't wake her up... She sighed, and smiled, snuggling into my chest.
"Thank you," she whispered, in her sleep.
"No problem, darlin'" I whispered. "No problem…"