Story written by The Blue Darling
Edited by my beta sgswan15
The Missing Lighthouse
Chapter 11
Carlisle's P.O.V
"Carlisle are you sure?" asked Esme for the fourth time, while I paced back and forth in the living room.
"He needs more help than I can give him, and as long as he refuses to open up to me, I think it's best to get some professional help," I answered, and wasn't going to change my decision, not after what I witnessed last night.
"But he will see it as a punishment," she tried. "Especially after you have spanked him… perhaps it would be better if we waited a few days," she suggested, and looked pleading on me from her couch.
"He will see it as a punishment no matter what I tell him, and his first consultation with Dr. Denali is in two days…" I argued, but was interrupted by Esme.
"Are you even sure it's a good idea to let him be in therapy with Eleazar? You know he and your dad have been great friends for years. Perhaps Jasper would feel better with a stranger, someone who wasn't involved with our family?" she suggested, and looked more than skeptical. Esme mostly didn't like how rushed this decision was made, and that someone who was a close friend to my father should be his psychologist.
"It will be fine Esme. Eleazar won't tell anyone what happens in that room, unless Jasper gives him permission of course. And Eleazar is one of the best you can find… if anyone can get into Jasper, it's him," I calmed her, and stopped my pacing as it seemed to stress her too.
"But still… do we even know if he really needs therapy?" she questioned. "I mean yes, he did sound like there was some bad things in his past, but shouldn't he be a part of this decision?" she tried, and gave me her well known pleading eyes, but that wasn't going to work this time.
"Esme," I sighed, and tried to collect my thoughts, as I pinched the bridge of my nose. "Jasper, is a confused, hurt and stubborn teenager. At this point, he doesn't really know what he needs, but what he do know is he wants to act strong. If we talked with Jasper about this, he would just say no, just because we suggested it, and it's a sign on weakness where he comes from. It's best just to tell him this is how it is, and unless Eleazar tells me he don't need therapy, I am going to make sure he is there at every session," I said firmly, and knew I would carry him if I had to.
"If that's how you feel," she muttered sadly, and shook her head. "But I am warning you, he might not like this, and we both know our relationship with him could get even worse…"
"He already hates us," I interrupted with a huff, and could still remember his words from last night. About the rich people, and the invisible.
"Still… just try to tell him nicely, and make sure it doesn't sound like a punishment," she sighed, and shook her head. "And don't be too hard on him today. We just got him home, I don't want him to leave already," she said sadly, and was a momma bear as always. I knew that deep down she thought he deserved this too, but she would always be protective, not matter what they did.
"I promise he will only get what he deserves," I told her, and gave her a kiss before she left.
It was already twelve, and all the children left hours ago. The original plan was to make a fishing trip today, just us guys, but Jasper destroyed that idea as soon as he decided to go out and drink. Instead, all of the children went over to Bella's today, and took a hiking trip, so we could go out on that fishing trip tomorrow. They all knew I needed privacy for what was going to happen, and even Esme left to have tea with Sue and Emily.
To be honest I was pissed off.
After I realized it was past Jaspers curfew last night, I tried to call, but no one answered. It actually went straight to voicemail, which meant it didn't have any battery, or he just turned it off. After that, Emmett and I went outside to look for him, as I still hoped he just got lost, but after searching an half hour things were clear.
He tricked me.
I tried to trust him, and instead he fooled me and broke my trust. I didn't even have to consider the options, I already knew he was somewhere, getting drunk. I have to admit I was nervous, and scared he got into a fight with someone… or drank too much, but I had no idea how to find him. I even called Charlie, but he couldn't think of where he would be either, and so I was left with nothing to do.
That was why I was still awake when he got home. I couldn't just make myself sleep, not before I knew he was safe, and I was relieved to see him alive…
And drunk.
I could barely make myself think of the things he said, and how honest he sounded for once. It made sense why he felt left behind, and even though all those words hurt me to hear, it gave me a bit more insight of Jasper as a person. I already knew he had been through a lot, but I never imagined it would leave him so broken and shattered.
But he was too drunk last night to listen to any kind of scolding, or even realize what he did was wrong. He was actually so drunk he didn't know how much he drank, and in the end I had to put him to bed, which was easier said than done. He had already fell asleep on the stairs, so I had to drag him up to his room, and remove his jeans and jacket. If he had been five it would have been easy enough, but a huge teenager was a different matter.
Not that he woke at any point.
With a sigh I decided the peace was over, and it was time for him to wake up. I didn't like when my kids slept past twelve o'clock, but Jasper was in need of some sleep, but at the same time he wasn't going to sleep all day.
Knowing the third world war would break out in a few minutes, I enjoyed my last minutes as a human, and walked upstairs. When I reached Jaspers room on the third floor, I even considered if this was a stupid idea, but I needed to face this at some point.
So carefully I opened the door, and saw the boy was asleep, just where I left him early this morning. This was actually the only place where he looked peaceful, and a stranger wouldn't know how troubled he was, they would just think he was like any other boy.
With disgust, I realized his whole room smelled of alcohol and smoke, just like it owner, who was lightly snoring. He really didn't smell great when I put him to bed either, but I didn't think it would affect his whole room, or be this bad in the morning.
Already tired in my mind, I went over and opened his window, to let some fresh air inside. It didn't seem to wake him, so I deiced to give him a few seconds more, as I went through all the shopping bags from yesterday, and found something he could wear. It was clear he didn't want any of it, but his own clothes was worn out, and I wasn't going to let him see them anytime soon.
"Jasper," I called softly, and placed my hand on his shoulder to wake him.
The only response I got was a groan, as he rolled away from me, and was back to sleep before I could say anything.
"Jasper it's time to get up," I tried again, and shook his shoulder a bit more firmly this time, and with a sigh he finally opened his eyes irritated.
"What?" he groaned, and tried to hide his eyes as it came into contact with light.
"It's time to get up," I repeated, and wondered if he was like this every morning. "It's already late, and you and I have a lot to discuss," I told him a bit more firmly, as I hoped it would make him wake up… or at least get a bit nervous, but it didn't seem to have any reaction.
"Well I have nothing to discuss with you, so leave me alone," he mumbled, and tried to close his eyes again, but with a hand I lifted his back, and made him sit up.
"Get up now, or things will get a lot worse," I ordered firmly, and was tired of this game. He was already in enough trouble as it was, and I didn't want to fight about this too.
"Fine!" he hissed, and looked irritated at me. "Just give me five fucking minutes!" he cursed, and went over the edge. On any another day, I might have been a bit more nice, but today I would make sure he knew just how displeased I was about his behavior and actions.
"Well sorry to say it, but you don't have five minutes, so get up, and stop cursing!" I scolded, and gave him a hard stare. "Now here are some clothes, so go and take a shower, because you stink of alcohol and smoke! Afterward I want to see you in the kitchen, and don't try to run, or it will be worse for you," I warned him, and didn't even give him time to answer, before I walked out of his room.
Today I had to show him what happened when you broke my rules, and with Jasper it wouldn't help to sugarcoat anything, or try to be nice about the whole thing. It would be better to be strict, and make sure he knew exactly how I felt.
After I heard that he indeed was taking a shower, I went downstairs to make him some kind of breakfast. I doubted he wanted anything, and even more make it himself, but he was going to eat something… just a bit at least. I knew there was no point in trying to make him eat bacon or eggs, so I decided some toast would do for today.
Along with that I placed a glass of water and orange juice at his seat, and found a few pills he might need. Along with them was some vitamins, and something for the head, as he didn't look too well. Somewhere in my head I didn't think he deserved any of it, but I needed him to be at least near clear headed, if I can make sure he never did this again.
It took him twenty minutes before I heard his footsteps on the stairs, slowly making their way to the kitchen. My own children tended to be slow too, if they knew there was trouble ahead, but Jasper just seemed half asleep when he finally arrived, and rubbed his eyes tired. He was wearing the blue jeans and green shit I gave him, and looked much cleaner.
"Take I seat," I ordered, and pointed on his seat with the food. He looked more than disgusted as he saw the food, and looked on me like I was joking, as he sat down.
"You are not expecting me to eat that?" he asked in a serious tone, and looked at the plate like I was trying to feed him his head.
"Yes I do, at least if you want these," I sighed, and showed him the pills, that suddenly made his eyes light up like a Christmas tree.
"Come on, I don't need to eat toast to take those small things," he tried, and thought he could fool a doctor… but I wasn't going to give in that easy, or at all.
"After yesterday, you clearly need to regain your strength, and I am not allowing you to take these pills on an empty stomach," I explained rather irritated, and wondered how often he took pills without eating first? I decided it would be best if they stayed in my hands, while he ate.
"Look it's just pills, not a life or death situation or something!" he tried irritated, as his head clearly wasn't very nice right now, and he probably had a huge headache.
"Exactly, so you won't die from eating the toast first, and I am not giving up on this, so you better start eating," I told him sternly, and wasn't going to move one inch with him today.
Finally he gave up with a sigh, and began to eat, as I read the newspaper for the second time that day. I mostly just wanted to stare at him, to make sure he didn't try anything, but everyone deserved to eat in peace.
When he finally finished, and drank his juice and water too, I allowed him to take the pills. I knew it would take a few minutes before they kicked in, so I told him to clean his dishes, and finished the newspaper as he did.
"Let's go to my office," I ordered, and walked behind him as he climbed the stairs slowly. He looked irritated the whole way, as he just wanted me to leave him alone, but I wasn't going to leave him alone before this was solved.
"Take a seat," I told him, and pointed to the seat in front of my desk… the hot seat as my kids preferred to call it. But where they always looked nervous, Jasper just plopped down in a way that said, I don't care about any of this.
But I knew he would before this was over.
Normally I think he would have said at least five remarks by now, with way too much attitude, but I guess his hangovers were too big to argue for now. Some people would perhaps say I should wait a day, so he could get time to get over it, but he decided to drink and now he had to face the consequences.
"So Jasper, why don't you start by telling me exactly what happened yesterday?" I suggested, and thought an earnest confession would be a good start. "And I want to hear everything, from where you were, to who you were with, and to how you got the alcohol, because I know it wasn't with you," I said sternly, and made it clear there would be no excuses… I wanted the truth.
With a scowl on his face, he stared at me like I was insane, or at least very stupid for a human being. Of course I knew he wouldn't just tell, but I was hoping it wouldn't take too much anger from my side to convince him.
"And if I don't want to tell any of it?" he asked, and didn't look like he could think clearly yet, but at least clear enough to tell me what happened last night.
"If you don't you are going to get the spanking as you know you will, but on top of that I won't allow you outside anymore, unless you have someone with you," I informed him, and saw the irritation begin to rise again in his eyes. "Jasper if you can't even tell me where you have been, or with who, how I am supposed to trust you?" I asked, and tried to explain my reasons.
"Can't you just ignore it?" he asked angry, like it was a crime I cared for him. "My earlier foster parents didn't care… they just accepted it! Can't you just do the same thing, or is that too hard for you?" he asked hateful, and crossed his arms.
This was going to be a long day.
"Jasper I care because I am your uncle, and you are my responsibility," I sighed, and felt like we had been through this before. "I don't know how your former foster parents have been, but I do care very much about you, and your wellbeing, and to do that, I need to know where you have been," I informed him, and fought an inner battle to keep my emotions in control.
"But it not your business!" he exclaimed frustrated, and was beginning to show his temper.
"Yes it is," I sighed. "As long as you are a minor and live under my roof, your business is my business,"
"But I am still not going to tell you about last night!" he hissed, almost like he thought it was a threat to me.
"Then you must remember you can't leave the house without company," I reminded him, and saw how his face fell a bit, as he remembered that.
"For how long?" he asked with an ugly grimace, and looked like an angry five year old.
"Until you have gained my trust," I answered. "Last night I gave you a chance to prove I could trust you, and by your actions, you proved me very wrong. So until I know I can trust you again, you will be under close observation… unless you just tell me what you want, and perhaps makes me trust you a bit again," I explained, and could see how his was fighting himself.
The problem was Jasper wasn't the social type, and needed to get moments away from everybody once in a while. I knew it was evil, but I was using that as a weapon against him, in order to make choose the right choice. The truth was I wouldn't be able to control Jasper after a few days, but he didn't know that, and thought I was able to follow him every single minute.
He was quiet for minutes, as he thought very hard, and was clearly arguing with himself. I understood very well it wouldn't be fun to be watched all the time, but the only thing he needed to do was to tell the truth…
But then he knew I would be able to find him.
"What do you want to know?" he finally sighed, and gave up.
I almost wanted to make a small dance in triumph, but decided now wouldn't be a good moment, and kept my serious face instead.
"Why don't you give me the story, tell me everything that happened last night, from the moment you walked out of the front door?" I suggested, and gave him a small smile… to show that I wasn't dangerous, and that he could trust me.
"Well I walked out of you front door last night, and got in the cars with the other guys…" he began, but I already had to interrupted him.
"What guys? Someone you knew?" I asked, and feared the answer, but I still needed to know. If he jumped into a car with some strangers, I wanted to rip his head off at this spot, especially if he could see how dangerous that could be!
"I met them a few times back in Dallas, and my friend knows them well," he answered, but for some reason I didn't believe him fully.
"And who is this friend of yours?" I asked curious, and couldn't imagine he was any good friend. "Someone I should know about?"
"No… it has nothing with this to do, just someone from Dallas I hang out with," answered Jasper quickly, and I decided to let it rest for now.
"Very well, so you got in the car… and what then?" I asked, and wasn't finished with these guys, but I would allow him to give me the full explanation first.
"Then we talked, they gave me the alcohol, and drove back this way, so I could get off before your property… and then I drank," he told, and tried to sound like that was the whole story, but he wasn't going to get through this that easy.
"So you just jumped into someone's car, and got alcohol… but how exactly did you pay?" I asked curious, and hoped for his own good he didn't steal any money from me, or anyone else.
"I got them from my friend back home…" he answered slowly, and was clearly building a lie… but I just needed to find the best way to tear it apart.
"Oh the friend who had nothing to do with this episode, but now is the one who gave you the money?" I asked. "Then why did he give you the money Jasper… was it so you could buy alcohol?" I pressed, and saw how he began to get a bit unsure… most of all I knew more than he probably thought.
"Well… he just gave them to me like a gift… you know, so I could get some things…" he answered weakly, and his lies were slowly being torn apart.
"And with things you mean alcohol," I corrected. "Not to mention cigarettes and drugs. Tell me Jasper, this friend of yours, does he drink too?" I questioned, and could already see just how great this friend was.
"Well… umm, yes he umm, he is drinks too," he admitted.
"Jasper…" I sighed, and tried to find the best way to say this. "I don't really think this friend has the best influence on you, and I would prefer if you didn't have any contact…"
"Hey he is my friend!" interrupted Jasper, and looked ready to protect this person with his life. "I choose to drink, not him, he just gave me some money okay?"
"But he gave you the money so you could buy alcohol?" I questioned, and raised my eyebrow.
"Well yes he did… but it's still my choice," he defended, and was already beginning to show his temper once more.
"It is, but I still believe he has a bad influence on you, and encourages you do to make wrong choices. I know it's hard, but sometimes it better to leave someone behind, at least if they don't have your best interest in mind," I tried to explain him, and hoped he would listen to reason.
I knew this friend was more to Jasper than one would think, even if he had a bad influence on him, and did bad things. In fact this wasn't exactly what we went upstairs to talk about, but it was just as important, especially with the little information I had.
"Look he is my friend, and I won't cut him off just because you ask me to!" said Jasper firmly, and was fighting very hard for this friend. "He has no influence on me, he is just a friend, and the closest I come to a brother, so stop telling me what to do with him!"
"Then why don't you tell me his name?" I suggested, and knew that was a sore point. "If he is like a brother to you, we should invite him to come and stay for a while? Give me his name I can contact his parents… I am sure that would be great for both of you?" I tried, but my intentions were clear for Jasper, just like the truth was clear for me.
"I don't want him to meet you," he hissed, as he felt trapped in a corner. "And why are we even talking about him… this is not about him!"
I decided to ignore his question, and dig a little deeper into this friend. To be honest I already knew the truth, and I already knew he wasn't a friend, but more someone Jasper admired, and followed like a loyal dog. I actually knew exactly who this friend was, but I wanted to make Jasper admit it on his own.
"Well, if he is your friend… then tell me what you do when you hang out?" I questioned, and saw the irritation burn in Jaspers eyes like fire.
"Stuff okay! We just do boy stuff, and this is completely irrelevant… I fucking messed up last night, so let's talk about that instead!" he growled, and couldn't hide his anger much longer.
But the more he tried to get out of this topic, the more clearly it showed there were deep roots here. Just the fact he wanted me to talk about last night instead, proved there were worse things here that he didn't want me to know about, but the truth was I already knew a lot of it.
"Jasper we are speaking about last night… but if we only spoke about last night, I know you would be out drinking tomorrow again. So instead we are speaking about your friend, because I feel he is more involved in this than you want me to believe, and we need to get to the bottom of this. Last night was just the edge of the sea, and I believe there is so much more underneath it… and this friend is a part of it. I know your habits won't change just like that, not unless I know where this started… so tell me, was it this friend who made you start drinking?" I asked, and leaned back in my seat as I awaited his answer.
Our conversation seemed so complicated right now, because I still didn't understood everything, and was trying to understand when everything started. I could only guess this friend started it all, but I couldn't be sure.
"Look yes… he kind of was there, but I made my own decision, so just leave the topic," he snarled, and was so frustrated he didn't know what questions to answer anymore. Jasper might seem like he was hard to break, but right now he was trapped in a corner, and couldn't find out which answers would be wise and stupid to answer.
"Give me a name," I demanded, and felt sorry because I needed to have this conversation with him on the second day.
There was actually a lot I knew about Jasper, that he didn't know about yet, but at first I promised myself to wait until my father was here. What I didn't see coming was Jaspers stunt last night, as I thought it would take him more than two days to do something like this, but I now I didn't have a choice and needed to open this topic.
"I am not giving you any fucking name… he is my friend, stay out of it!" he hissed, and looked like he wanted to attack someone… not that it would happen.
"Very well," I sighed, and opened my desk drawer and found the file J. Jenks gave to me. It wasn't thick, but held a few reports and information's, along with some photos of this friend and Jasper.
I found a few pictures I placed in front of Jasper, one with him beating another guy. And another where he and this friend were clearly taking illegal drugs, and one of the friend accepting money from another man.
I could see how Jasper got paler and paler for every second, as he scanned the pictures, and realized he was busted.
"Jasper I already know you are a part of a drug ring, and as easy as I got these pictures, I am surprised you haven't been arrested yet. From the information I could get, this," I said, and pointed on the picture of him. "Is you... also called The Major, and this man," I said, and pointed on his friend. "Is the one they call The Captain, or his birth name, Peter Sawyer… in other words your boss. This is a man who sells drugs to young kids and addicts, and should be behind bars… Jasper this is a man you are working for!"
I gave him a few minutes to think, as he stared on the pictures, and realized I knew everything. All his secrets were wasted along with his lies, as I knew exactly how he got the money to buy alcohol and drugs last night… but he needed to say it out loud.
"So tell me Jasper, where did you get the money?" I asked, and knew who controlled this game now.
So first of all i am sorry for the slow updates, but my art school ends soon, and i have a lot of projects going on.
Now i know this chapter was a bit confusing, and they never really got to speak about what actually happened the night before, but Carlisle knows he has to go deeper down, and he knows more than Jasper just think. Everything will be explained more in next chapter.
Now thanks to my wonderful beta, and thanks to all of you who reviews. It means so much to me, so please do so once more, and i will do my best to update soon :D
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