Thank you to everyone who reviwed the last chapter. This chapter has a couple of flashbacks of Jasper and Bella during their human life. It should give some understanding of what they were like before their change.
Anyway, Enjoy the next chapter.
Chapter 11
Unknown POV
I sat in the chair, waiting to hear back from my spy. He was taking too much time. I was getting quite annoyed. I suppose this is what I get for relying on a human.
I have been patiently (or impatiently, depending on how you look at it) awaiting news of Bella Swan for over four decades and still, I haven't heard anything.
How could she have just disappeared like that?
Finally, there was a knock on the door. "Enter."
The boy came in, flinching away from my stare while staring at the floor. "Master, I have news. Resources have concluded that Bella Swan is in Fork, Washington. She, along with her doctor friend have settled there."
This news pleased me greatly. "Forks, you say? Excellent. Book two tickets. I want to leave as soon as possible."
BPOV
It was times like this I wished I were able to sleep.
Leaving Jasper in that clearing, with him begging me to stay with him… it was so hard. I didn't want to remember seeing the heartbroken look on his face when I turned my back and just left him.
Alice should have been the one to comfort him. She should have gone to him as soon as she retold the vision. I may not have known Alice very well but there was something odd about the way she behaved. It's almost as though she didn't care what happened to Jasper. How could she be so heartless to someone who is obviously in so much pain?
I shook my head. Forget about them, Bella, I scolded myself. This really isn't helping.
As much as I tried to forget, I honestly couldn't. In all the years that Jasper and I have known each other, I was always the one that comforted him when no one else could. I guess the same instinct that made me comfort him as a human transferred when I was changed into a vampire.
Or maybe, it's just Jasper.
Maybe I shouldn't try to forget Jasper. If it hasn't worked in the past 144 years that I've been a vampire, than it won't work now.
I looked over at Adam. He was relaxed and had his eyes closed. If I didn't know any better, I would have thought he was sleeping.
I slid comfortably into the seat and stared out the window, loosing myself in memoies of Jasper and me.
Flashback
I looked around the house with a small frown. I couldn't help it. It was just so tiny.
"Don't pout, Isabella. It may be small but it's…" Papa struggled for the right word. "Homey."
"Why did we move here, Papa? Why couldn't we stay in South Carolina?"
"We needed this, Isabella. We can start fresh without being disgraced for the rumours." He explained, pulling me into his lap. "Besides, it isn't that different than home."
I giggled. "Silly Papa. Texas is so much… drier."
"Oh, sweet Isabella. What am I going to do with you?"
"Sell me away to be a slave?" I asked, peering up at him.
"Of course not. No matter what is happening in the south, I do not condone the use of slavery."
"Why are the people in north so against slavery?"
"Oh, dear daughter. You're so curious, aren't you little one?" Papa asked, shaking his head with a laugh. "That behaviour will never get you a husband."
"Good." I said, hopping off his lap. "Boys are icky and I'm only eight."
"You'll feel differently in a few years, Isabella."
"I don't think so."
Papa's laughter filled the room as I walked to the chair and picked up my doll.
**
I walked down the street in the pretty white dress that Papa bought for me. He saved up all he had to get it for me for my birthday.
I was walking across the edge of the curb, my arms stretched out as I moved carefully, one foot in front of the other. It was something Papa told me I should do in order to fix my balance problem. I was too clumsy for my own good. I didn't even raise my head from my feet, which wasn't a smart idea.
Just as I got to the end of the street, I tripped over something. I didn't know what it was but that's not surprising. I tend to trip over my own feet more often than anything else.
Instead of falling backwards onto the grass, I fell forward. There were little shards of glass across the road and I grazed the palms of my hands on the gravel while the glass wedged into my knees. A firey pain went through me and I cried out, turning over so I was sitting down. Blood oozed out of the cut but I was afraid to pull the glass out. Knowing my luck, I'd probably end up digging it in deeper.
Looking up and down the street, I realized there was no one there. Was I seriously going to have to walk home like this? Papa was not going to be happy. Especially when he sees what happened to my dress.
I struggled to stand up and before I could even take a step, I slipped forward. I prepared myself for the fall, squeezing my eyes shut tight. But I never felt the fall.
A hand grabbed my arm and yanked me upright. I opened my eyes to see a boy with honey blond hair and grey eyes, staring down at me.
"You okay?" he asked, letting go of my arm.
I shook my head. "I hurt my leg." I pouted
"Let me see it."
I stared at him suspiciously. Why was the boy so interested in the cut on my leg?
He rolled his eyes. "If you don't want my help," he moved away and started walking, "that's fine."
I attempted to follow but stopped before anything could happen. It was safer if he helped.
"Wait!"
He turned back with a smug smile on his face.
"Will you please help me?"
He smiled. "My pleasure."
The boy lead me down the road and toward a house I didn't recognize. It must have been his house. "Wait here. I'll be back."
I sat on the bottom step and frowned at the state my dress was in. It was ripped with splotches of red from the blood and dirt.
A noise behind me alerted me to a visitor. I cocked my head to the side and looked at him. He had a bowl of water and a wash cloth. He sat down beside me and began pulling the glass out. I jerked away.
"Stay still." He said.
I sighed and watched him as he pulled the glass out. I couldn't look at the blood. The smell alone was making me woozy.
I'm not sure how long it took to clean my wounds. I was distracted by the wind blowing in the boy's honey hair.
"All done." He said.
I looked down. A white bandage was wrapped around my knee. "Thank you."
"My pleasure, ma'am." He smiled, two of his teeth missing. "I'm JasperWhitlock."
Before I could introduce myself, a woman, who I figured must have been his mother, came outside. "Jasper, who's this?"
"Isabella Swan, ma'am. I prefer Bella but Papa said it isn't lady like." I said sweetly. "My papa and I just moved here from South Carolina."
"Is that so?" she asked with a smile. "Well, how about you invite your papa over for supper tomorrow night. Get to know you."
"Yes, ma'am. I'm sure Papa would appreciate that. Papa and I don't have many friends." I admitted, looking down at my hands.
"Well, that's going to change. We just haven't had time to get to know you." Mrs. Whitlock smiled at me. "You ought to be getting home before your papa starts getting worried."
"Yes, ma'am. Papa's probably already worried."
"Jasper, you help her. I don't think she can walk alone on that knee."
"Yes, Mama." Jasper said. He slipped his arm around my waist and led me home.
"Isabella?" Papa called as we got closer. He sounded frantic. "Isabella, what happened to you? Do you have any idea how worried I've been?" he demanded, when he saw us.
"I'm sorry, Papa. I hurt myself down the street."
"Are you alright?"
I nodded my head. It was at that moment that Jasper dropped his arm and Papa noticed him for the first time. "Who are you?" he asked suspiciously.
"Jasper Whitlock, sir. I helped her when I found her." he said, staring Papa straight in the eye, rather boldly.
There was silence before Papa nodded and broke into a smile. "Thank you. Isabella has two left feet, it seems." He chuckled.
I blushed. "Papa!"
Jasper laughed with Papa. "Pardon, sir, but my mama invited you and your daughter to our house for supper tomorrow night."
"Tomorrow, eh? What time?"
"Seven, sir."
"Tell your mama we accept."
"Yes, sir." Jasper turned away, smiling. "Good night, Bella." He winked.
"Good night Jasper."
End of Flashback
I sighed and looked over at Adam.
APOV (Alice)
I can't believe he's having second thoughts. What changed his mind? Why is he behaving this way?
Thoughts of Jasper ran through my mind at alarming speed. It was a good thing that Edward wasn't here or he'd be more suspicious than he already is. I wasn't being very convincing that everything is normal.
The errant thought annoyed me. How is it that bitch managed to undermind me? It wasn't supposed to happen! Jasper is mine!
I'm just going to have to keep an extra eye on him, I reasoned, pacing.
Those years before the Cullens, when it was just me and Jasper, were so much easier. Jasper wasn't so reluctant and it so much easier to get him to do what I wanted.
I sighed out in annoyance. Bella was an inconvience. If I had known she was coming, I would have gotten Jasper out before the truth was revealed and she told him who she was. But that stupid shield blocked me.
Grrr!
I have to fix this.
But how?
Unkown POV
"What do you mean she's gone!" I yelled.
The pathetic boy cringed away, his head down. "We've searched for her, master. But she's just disappeared."
"Do you know where?"
The boy didn't answer.
"Speak, boy!"
"No," he cried. "No one seems to know where she's gone."
"I'm disappointed. And you know what happens when I'm disappointed."
"No, please. Please, don't, I'll do better I swear, please, just give me a chance." He rambled on.
I was getting bored of this. "Unless you tell me where Isabella Swan is, you will take your punishment without question."
"She's in Alaska." A new voice chirped.
I turned to look. Standing in a tree was a tiny girl. She smelled vampire but she had gold eyes. "What do you know about Isabella Swan?"
"Oh, I know lots about her. None of its good." she said. "She's been quite a nuisance."
"You know where she is?" I asked cautiously.
"Oh, yes. I already told you. She's in Alaska."
I didn't detect a lie. "Who are you?" I demanded.
"Alice."
Okay, that's it. I hope you liked it. I realized that every other chapter seems to have a cliffy but hey, it's fun for me and keeps it interesting. This chapter was originally going to be out yesterday but it was my birthday and I didn't have time to finish writing it.
Anyway, please Review. It encourages me to write.
