When It Happens

Dislcaimer: I do not own Twilight; Stephenie Meyer does. This was created 'cause I felt like entertaining myself and other readers.

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Elise and I entered her house. I could smell him and that damned alcohol. He was being the lazy asshole that I knew he was by drinking that God-forsaken beer and watching tv. He trashed the living room with a ton of bottles of beer. How could he drink that stuff?! He glared at us as we entered the living room.

"Why'd you bring him with you?!" he slurred angrily. I stepped in front of Elise to protect her as he stood up. I didn't trust him at all.

"You know damn well," I replied.

He balled his fists at me. I forced myself not to smirk. He was no match for me. Elise knew that, too. His eyes had dark circles under them. He was dressed like a slob. He was probably out of shape, too. He ate all the food in the house, and barely saved any for Elise. He was a terrible father and Elise shouldn't have to live here anymore.

"You should go upstairs," I said to Elise quietly. She tried to, but her stupid abusive father blocked her.

"Don't turn away from me!" he thundered. He smacked her. I glared at him. He just made a death wish doing that in front me!

"Go out to my car and wait," I mumured to Elise.

Elise bolted for the door and, luckily, she got out without any wounds. Right now, it was only me and her father. Wait, he didn't even deserve to be called that. He was the scum of the earth. The worst kind ever. He was a moron.

"YOU ASSHOLE! HOW DARE YOU FREAKING DO THAT IN FRONT OF ME!" I growled. "YOU DON'T DESERVE TO BE CALLED HER FATHER! YOU'RE THE SCUM OF THE EARTH! YOU'RE A CRUEL, HEARTLESS SON OF A BITCH! GO TO HELL!"

"What the hell do you want from me? Why'd you send her away? She's my daughter, and she stays here," he slurred. He punched me across the face. I smirked. It didn't even leave a mark. I was a vampire and I was basically invulnerable when it came to fist fights between me and humans.

"I want Elise to be safe. And here with you, it's not safe for her at all," I hissed. "You don't deserve to be called her father. She's too good for you. Just because your wife died some five years ago, doesn't mean you can take it out on Elise. She doesn't deserve any of this shit."

He gave me the stink eye again and threw a bottle at me. I dodged it and lunged at him. I smacked him across the face. He looked scared to death. I looked at him straight in the eye and crossed my arms, waiting for what he had to say next.

"Fine," he yelled. "Take her. I don't give a shit anymore. She can go with you. I don't give a shit. Take her and leave and never come back until another two weeks. If you do, I'll kill the both of you. Take her things and leave."

He finally fell unconscious. Well, it was good that she didn't have to be here for a while, but she had to live with me for a couple of weeks?! Oh, God! Now I'd have to hunt constantly! I walked out to my car and opened the passenger door. She had fallen asleep waiting for me. I smiled as I gently nudged her. She woke up.

"Get up," I said gently. "We're leaving. He won't let you live here anymore. I'm sorry. Let's get your things. Take as little as you need."

"Where am I going to go, then?! I can't go with you! I'd be a burden!" She shouted.

"No, you won't be. Face it, Elise. It's the only place you can go. Come on. We need to get your things. I have enough room in my house. I have a guest room that I never have any use for. You can use that room. Hurry up."

She followed me into her house and we walked past her unconscious father. She looked terrified. The poor thing... We went into her room and gathered all of her clothes, which wasn't too much to carry, and got some of the books that she still wanted.

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We walked into my house. We put her stuff in the guest room and we were now sitting on the couch.

"Are you happy?" I asked.

"Yeah. If I can be any place other than there for a while I'm happy. Don't worry so much, Jazz."

The phone rang. "Hold on a second, Elise."

I read the called ID. It said it was Peter.. I immediately picked up the phone.

"Hey, what's up, Peter?" I asked.

"Hey, Jasper. Just to let you know, Charlotte, Mary, Randall, and I are on our way over. We'll be there in about three hours. Bye."

I hung up the phone. Ah, shit! Elise was here. She was human! Peter, Randall, Charlotte, and Mary hunted humans! I didn't want her to be a...a... a MEAL!!!

"What's wrong?" Elise asked.

"Oh, nothing," I replied sarcastically. "Everything is. My friends are coming over in about three hours!"

"So?"

"SO?! They're vampires."

"They feed on animals like you, right?"

"No! They feed on humans! See, there are two types of vampires. There are Nomads and there and covens. Nomads feed on humans. Vampires in covens feed off of animals. Well, I'm not in a coven, but I don't want to be a monster. My friends, Peter, Charlotte, Mary, and Randall are nomads! You're human!"

"Shit," she muttered.

"Language," I warned her. "But, yeah, I know."

"What are we supposed to do?"

"There really isn't any place to go... I know! You can got to the library or something!"

"Jazz, I can't stay at a library for a whole day. It'll be closed by seven o'clock."

I sighed and kissed her cheek. "Well, I guess we'll just have to face the music."

She smiled and nodded. I was happy that she was taking this so well, especially for a human. She always amazed me, and that's basically one of the main reasons why I fell in love with her.

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Peter, Mary, Charlotte, and Randall arrived exactly three hours later as promised. Oh well. Here goes nothing. They entered my house and their jaws dropped in delight as they took in Elise's presense.

"You brought a snack, Jazz!" Randall exclaimed. Elise flinched.

He took a few steps toward Elise and I crouched down in front of her in a protective position. I hissed. Randall flinched and looked as taken aback as the others did. Good. I decided to tell them what was going on. If they were my treue friends, they would understand. And knowing them, they most likely would.

"No, Randall. I'm sorry, but I love Elise. I will guard her life with my own," I told him.

He smiled. "No problem, Jasper. Hello, Elise. I'm sorry I was rude. My name is Randall, and these are Mary, Charlotte, and Peter."

Elise nodded and smiled. I swear, she surprises me nearly every moment of the day. She was taking all of this so well. She was amazing. Mary, being the kindred yet outgoing soul she was, walked up to Elise and hugged her. Mary was sort of like a little sister to me. Peter, Charlotte, Mary, Randall, and I always acted like we were all siblings (Except for Peter and Charlotte. They're mates). Elise just hugged Mary back, which really shocked me even more. It was as if the two were long-lost friends reuniting after many, many years pf seperation.

"Hi, Elise!" Mary crowed in her high-pitched voice. I flinched. "It's very nice to meet you! I'm Mary. I can tell that we'll be just like sisters!"

Charlotte walked up to Elise and shook her hand, smiling kindly. "Hello, Elise. I'm Charlotte. It's nice to meet you, too. This is my husband, Peter. Oh, and your hands are really nice and warm."

Peter basically just introduced himself. They were all freaking me out. They were acting as if they all knew eachother so well. I was so shocked I was about to go into spasms. At least I had the whole of next week off because it was break, so that was good. At least I had some time to myself and Elise to relax. Today was Wednesday, and that meant there was only two more days until break started.