JASPERS POV
Bella and I were now in Boston. We decided to have a quiet night together, as we knew this would probably be our last. Our lives were about the change considerably.
After checking into a five-star hotel, I took her out for a candlelight dinner, after which we went back to our room and made love, before going to sleep in each other's arms.
The next morning, I ordered us room service for breakfast. While we ate, Bella seemed really nervous.
"Bella, honey I need you to calm down. Everything will be just fine. I'm going to my sisters and bring him back here. You don't have to meet them right now. I know how my sister Rosalie is. She can be condescending and, in your face, blunt. I won't subject you to that while we try to sort this out with Carlisle," I told her.
"They're going to hate me, aren't they? They are going to think I'm some sort of harlot, that cheated on their brother with their father, and now I'm bringing you both into some perverted relationship," she told me before hiding her face in her hands.
"Bella is that what you think?" I asked her.
"Yes, no, I don't know," She told me. I got up and went over to her. I pulled her up from her chair, sat down and pulled her into my lap, before wrapping my arms around her and kissing her softly on the neck.
"Bella, I need you to be sure this is what you want. I'm with you no matter what. You won't ever lose me. What I worry about is losing you. If you want to be with him, then I want to be with you with him. Bella darlin' you are not the first woman to be in love with two men. Will this be a traditional relationship? No, of course, not. Will people judge and not understand? Yes, they will. Just like they judge interracial marriage or gay marriages. Will Rosalie judge this? I can answer that with a resounding, yes. Her husband, Emmett? If I know him as well as I think I do, he'll be trying to figure out a way to bring a third into their relationship, too. The big oaf," I told her. That brought a semblance of a smile to her face.
"Why don't you talk about them?" She asked me.
"Well, Bella, I try not to talk about my childhood at all. When Carlisle brought me home, I had a hard time of it. I was the outsider as far as everyone was concerned. Rosalie and I were the same age, and my first day, she was the only one that said anything to me, besides Carlisle, of course. Rosie told me because we were the same age and we had blonde hair just alike, that she would be my twin. I told her I didn't think that's the way it works. "So!" She told me, it was what she wanted, and that was how it was going to be. She wanted us to be twins because her twin brother and sister were the biggest brats in the world," I told Bella
"Is that why you don't get along with them?" She asked me.
"Yeah, I guess you could say that. It wasn't that we didn't get along, per se'. They were just younger than us, by five years. Rose and I were 10-years-old when I moved in, and they were only 5. I had terrible nightmares from my time with my Ma. Eddie would tease me and call me a big cry-baby. And Alice thought herself in love with me. So, I had this little 5-year-old, that could have passed for three easily, still can as a matter of fact…" I stopped to laugh, and Bella joined in my laughter
"…Well, this little 5-year-old would follow me around like a freaking puppy. I remember when I was 12 she asked me to marry her," I told Bella, still laughing over those memories.
"That sound's kinda sweet actually. They don't sound so bad to me?" Bella told me.
"Well, lookin' back on it now, I guess not. But Esme, she put a stop to it. I overheard her one day, tellin' Carlisle that she didn't like my kind of element being around her daughters. That I would be a bad influence on them. I swear, I've never seen Carlisle raise a hand to hit anyone, let alone a woman, but I heard the smack he gave Esme across her face and told her if she ever spoke another word against me again, that he would throw her out without a dime. From that day forward, Esme never looked in my direction, and she made Edward and Alice stay as far away from me as possible. She tried with Rosalie, but Rosalie had always been headstrong. She told her that I was her twin, and that was all there was to it. If she didn't like it, then she wasn't her daughter any longer. After that, Carlisle and Rosalie always protected me from those three," I told her. I had tears in my eyes at that memory. I stood up and placed Bella back in her chair and walked over to the window. Not wanting her to see how bad it hurt.
While I stood at the window, I felt Bella standing behind me. She pressed herself against my back and wrapped her arms around and began to apply kisses on my neck and across my upper back from shoulder to shoulder.
"I think I love you both even more now," She told me.
"Well, then Darlin', let me get dressed and go bring your lover home then," I told her after turning in her arms. I then placed a big wet kiss on her cheek. I then picked her up and threw her over my shoulder. She squealed and kicked her legs. I ran us into the bathroom and turned on the shower. I stripped out of my boxers and stripped her out of her robe, and we climbed into the shower.
We showered quickly, and I got dressed. She said she had some work to do from her laptop, and she was okay until I returned. I headed down to the car we rented. Trying to think of what I was going to say to him. I had no idea how to start the conversation.
I pulled into Rose and Emmett's driveway. I didn't see Rosalie's car or Emmett's Jeep, so I wasn't sure if anyone was home. I walked up to the door and rang the bell. After a few minutes with no answer, I turned to leave when the door opened. What I saw standing at the door broke my heart.
"Oh God, Carlisle!" He looked like a shell of himself. He looked like he hadn't eaten, showered or shaved in weeks. He was standing there in a ratty bathrobe. He looked pale and had dark circles under his eyes. How in the world could Rosalie and Emmett let him live like this?
"What do you want, Jasper?" he said bitterly
"Well, I came to bring you home, with your lover and me. But I can't take you back to her lookin' like this," I said to him. He only scoffed
"Is that supposed to be some sort of sick joke, Jasper.
"No, Carlisle, it's not. I know about the affair you had with Bella," I told him walking into the house and closing the door. Carlisle stopped, turned and looked at me.
"Okay, so what, you're coming to tell me the best man won? I already know that. Now if you will excuse me, I'm in the middle of a documentary. He then disappeared into the den. I followed him, and then I began to hear our Bella's voice.
One would think these soldiers have already served their country well. They've fought, watched many of their friends and comrades die. Many are away from their loved ones for months, even years. But here they are, once again, returning for another tour of war.
"That was when I met her," I told him.
"Yeah, I know. You look very handsome in your fatigues by the way," He told me. He then fast forwarded the film.
"Well, little lady, if I had a pretty little thang like you to come home to, I'd go AWOL today," Some idiot in my platoon said. All the men started laughing and catcalling.
"SOLDIER! You will show respect to this young lady, and for that uniform, you wear at all times, Have I made myself clear?" All of the men snapped to attention at the sound of my voice, as I walked into the barracks.
"SIR, YES SIR!" they all answered.
"I take it you are in command of these men?" Bella asked me.
"Yes, Ma'am, I am. Major Jasper Whitlock at your service," Carlisle paused the film at that point.
"Carlisle, I need you to stop this and listen to me. There is no looser or winner here. She's in love with us both. Now I need you to snap out of this. I've got to get you cleaned up and take you to her. But she can't see you like this," I told him. His eyes snapped to me.
"You mean she's here?" Carlisle said with the first glimmer of hope I'd seen in his eyes since I'd been here.
"Yes, she is. I have to tell you for a few weeks, she wasn't holdin' up too well either. But there was no way in hell I would have let her get this bad. I want to slap some sense into Rosalie and Emmett. Now c'mon, let's get you cleaned up.
"Sh-she wants to see me?" Carlisle asked me seeming unsure.
"Well, of course, she does. Obviously, you made quite an impression on her, and I'd bet the farm, you fell in love with her too, given your state of disarray. I understand you got yourself tatted up for her. May I see them?" I asked him. He first turned the cuff back of his robe, I saw the russet wolf's head, identical to the one on Bella's lower back. He then pulled off the funky robe he was wearing, and my guess was correct, I don't know when he last had a shower. He then pulled off the smelly t-shirt to reveal he'd lost a few pounds. But also I saw a red heart. Not a valentine, but an actual heart, with the valves, aorta, and veins, tattooed over where his heart would be on his chest. Across the heart, was 'Isabella,' in beautiful, decorative script. Underneath in smaller script, 'Etched in my heart forever'. It was a very impressive tattoo. He then turned around, and I saw the elegant black swan on the back of his neck.
"Was all this really necessary?" I asked him.
"It was on impulse," he told me.
"Okay, now to your room, shower and shave. Get dressed. I'll pack your things. We're leaving," I told him as I picked up his smelly clothing to take them to the laundry room.
"Where's Rosalie and Emmett, anyway?" I asked him.
"Emmett when to New Hampshire to collect Edward, and Rose went to New York for Alice. I think they fancy themselves to hold an intervention for me," He told me.
"Well, I can see why. I told her I was coming, though, I didn't give her a specific day," I told him.
"She called you then. I specifically told her…"
"She didn't call me, I called her. I wanted to know where you were. Now, stop talking. Shower, NOW!" I commanded. He quirked his eyebrow, and I tilted my head in reply gesturing for him to move. I held the smelly clothes out with two fingers away from me and headed to the laundry room. This was not the man that raised me. The man that cared for my broken and battered 10-year-old body was a man of impeccable style and taste. Always well dressed and well groomed, and always smelled of Hugo Boss.
Once I heard the shower going, I pulled out my phone. I first called Rosalie.
"WHAT THE FUCK, ROSALIE? How in the hell could you let him get this bad?" I asked her.
"Are you out of your mind, Jasper? What do you mean, how could I let him? He's a grown man, in case you haven't noticed, And it's not like he's an invalid. I have a child to care for. I can't make a grown man shower or eat," She told me.
"Then you should have fucking called me, Rose. You know I would do anything for him. I owe him my fucking life. No matter now. He's coming home with us. So you can turn around from your little intervention quest. We won't be here by the time you get back," I told her.
"You mean that little, whore of yours that broke our father's heart? What, you didn't think I knew about that little tramp huh? So what, the two of you are sharing her now? That's perverted and disgusting!" She asked me with disgust lacing her voice.
"Rosalie Lillian Cullen McCarty, I love you. You and Carlisle are the only two people that ever treated me like family. You are my sister and my twin. But I will not have you talk about the two most important people in my life that way. When you are ready to come off of your high horse, you can find us in California. Make sure you call first," I told her before hanging up the phone.
I then called Bella.
"Jasper, sweetheart is everything okay?" She asked me.
"No, Darlin' it's not. He's awful. I just want you to be prepared when we get there. I don't know how long, but I don't think he's eaten, showered, shaved, or slept in quite a while. He looks like he's lost about 10 pounds, and he has dark circles under his eyes," I told her.
"Oh God, Jasper, what have I done?" I could tell she was crying on the phone.
"Baby, it will be alright, we'll take care of him. I didn't realize it until just now, but I love him just as much as you do. I don't mean in a fatherly nor a sexual sense. But I do love him, and I will do anything in my power to make him happy," I told her.
"Let's bring our love home then, sweetheart" Bella told me.
"It will be a little while, he's getting cleaned up, and I need to help him pack his things. We'll spend a couple of nights in the hotel, try and get him fed and some rest, then we'll go home. I'll call you when we are on our way. Have him something light to eat at first. Maybe soup and bread. I'll stop and get him Gatorade and Electrolytes. He's probably dehydrated again," I told Bella.
"Is your sister okay with him leaving?" She asked me.
"They're not here. They left him to get our other siblings to perform an intervention," I told her.
"Do you need me to come help you?" She asked me.
"I think that would be okay since Rose and Em aren't here. Take a car, and I will text you the address," I told her.
"Then, I'll see you soon. I love you, Jasper.
"Baby, girl, I love you more than you know. See you when you get here," I said before hanging up the phone. I then text her the address.
I went into Carlisle's room and saw it was in as much of disarray as he was. There were plates of uneaten food. Clothing tossed about the room. Carlisle came out of the ensuite bathroom with a towel wrapped low around his waist, as I started picking up the room. Carlisle looked down in embarrassment.
"Jasper, I—I'm…"
"There's no need to apologize or be embarrassed," I walked up to him and ran my hands through his wet hair. I then leaned over and pressed my lips to his forehead, in a loving gesture.
"Bella's on her way," I told him. His eyes then showed panic.
"Oh, God Jasper, help me, she can't see me like this," he said as he ran around trying to pick up dishes. I noticed his hands were shaking
"Hey, Hey, Hey, stop," I told him pulling him to me in a hug. "We don't care about that, Carlisle. We both love you…Look, I wanted to wait for Bella to talk to you first." Carlisle gave me a curious look. Suddenly the doorbell rang. I smiled at him
"Saved by the bell," I told him. "Find something decent to put on," I told him as I grabbed the dishes he started collecting and took them out with me. I ran down the stairs, stopping at the kitchen to deposit the dishes in the sink. The bell rang once more.
"Comin', Darlin'," I yelled hoping she'd hear me. I opened the door, to Bella's smiling face.
"I started to think I had the wrong address. My what a beautiful home," she said as she wrapped her arms around me for a hug. She then peered over my shoulder. I turned and saw Carlisle standing there. He was standing there in his bare feet, with tears in his eyes. He still hadn't shaven, and his hair was a damp mess on his head. He was wearing a pair of dark wash jeans and was starting to button up a white oxford shirt with shaky hands. The way his shirt was open, you could see the Isa-in her name. Bella ambled over to him. She placed her hands on either side of his face and traced the dark circles under his eyes. She then ran her hands down his scraggly beard. She then moved his shirt over to reveal the entire tattoo. She gently kissed the tattooed heart over his heart. Carlisle closed his eyes and placed a shaky hand on the back of her head as she did so.
"My Isabella, it's really you," He said as the tears now streamed down his cheeks. I walked over to them both. I stood behind Bella with my front pressed against her back. I reached my hand over and began wiping the tears from Carlisle's eyes.
"Carlisle, Bella and I have something significant we'd like to discuss with you," I told him. He shook his head.
"I began to understand where you were heading before you left the room. You're interested in a plural relationship with me,"
"Yes, Sweetheart," Bella said to him, now running her fingers through his messy hair. If that's something that still interests, you.
"May I ask, Jasper, do you find a sexual interest in me?" Carlisle asked. I chuckled a little.
"No, Carlisle, while I find you are a handsome man, I have no wish to fuck you. Speaking to a friend of ours who also is in a polyamorous relationship. Call it hero's worship, if you like. It doesn't make me I love you any less. I love you, and Bella loves you. We want you in a relationship with us," I told him. Carlisle looked down into Bella's eyes for confirmation.
Bella began to kiss Carlisle passionately. I then realized this was something I was going to have to get used to, but it was hot nonetheless. I now began to see how this could be a highly erotic thing. She then broke the kiss.
"Wow, I just realized I may have a bit of hero's worship too, but I am in love with you Carlisle, and yes, we want you in a relationship with us, but unlike Jasper, I do want you to fuck me," Carlisle and I both laughed.
"Now let's finish getting you dressed and packed, so we can go back to the hotel. You need to get some rest because you are going to need plenty of energy," Bella told him.
"We also need to get you fed. I have a feeling your shaky hands are from low blood sugar because you haven't eaten. You're a surgeon, we can't have this," I told him.
We quickly went upstairs, and Bella got started in the room, quickly stripping the bed and gather up other clothes. I took him in the bathroom and gave him a shave. He also needed a haircut, but we'd have to take care of that in Los Angeles.
We quickly got his bags packed. Carlisle said he was only interested in taking is clothes, laptop, and medical bag. He would have Rose and Emmett ship the rest of his things. We were just loading up the car when Emmett's Jeep pulled up behind us blocking the driveway. Emmett and Edward then stepped out of the car.
Just what I needed.