You Promised Me Forever Chapter 11, a twilight fanfic

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Previously…
(Isabella's POV)

I told him everything from the moment him and his family left on. I told him how I was broken and that he fixed me along with the others. I explained how they became my family and how he was my everything. I told him all about imprinting and I told him that I also thought it would never happen, because he seemed so adamant that it wouldn't. I told him that even the elders thought that he wouldn't imprint; they said that our love matched that of an imprint's. Then, I told him the events of that day. He held me while I sobbed and he soothed me as my breath caught in my throat and my chest constricted.

"He found his happily ever after. The worst part, though, was that I saw the pain in his eyes when it he told me. I saw the love that he had for me, but it wasn't enough and he knew it. It's never enough, is it? I feel that if I let go, then I've given up and I don't want to give up! I just..." his palm cupped my cheek as his thumb tried to brush away the constant flow of tears.

"I know that it's important for you to feel like you never gave up, but sooner or later you've got to let go." He whispered and I knew that he was right.

I've held onto the constant hope of me and him for too long, an impossible hope, he's not mine anymore and he never will be again.

Happy ever after's don't exist. All we can do is live every day like it's our last together, holding on to each other for as long as destiny allows us and when the time is right and we have to let go, we will be able to knowing the time we spent together will never be forgotten and will always be cherished.

I have to let go, live by what we said. Loving someone means you care for another's happiness above your own no matter how painful the choices that you face might be. You take the pain and believe that it's worth it for them, for love. I have to let go, I have to let go for the both of us. It's so I can move on and he can live his life knowing that I've let go...

Chapter 11: Lines of Friendship
(Isabella's POV)

"So this idiot gets all up in his face and the poor guy pisses himself because he's so scared." Char trailed off laughing while I rolled my eyes at the Peter before joining in on the laughter. Trent, Chase, Peter and Jasper weren't laughing at all though.

I tipped my head to the side and looked at them, but Charlotte answered my unspoken question. "These boys can be very protective and possessive, especially my Peter and the Major. They didn't like the fact that he was touching me, flirting with me." I nodded understanding. "But when some slut is touching my man, he tells me to chill." She quirked her brow and stared at her mate, his expression turning from stony to guilty. I laughed at that and Jasper, Trent and Chase joined me in laughing at their brother's obvious discomfort.

The last three weeks have been challenging, new and exciting and a whole lot of other things. I've opened up to these five vampires as little bits of my story that I once found too difficult to talk about were slipping past my lips and it doesn't hurt like it did before

Of course, I never speak of him, but the rest of it I find that I can talk about. I told them all about the Pack and about Sam and Paul, who became the big brothers that I because Emmett was no longer present. I told them about Seth and Leah, my half siblings, and I told them about Quil, Embry and Jared; the jokers of the Pack who used to make me blush at least ten times a day with their crude jokes. I found myself smiling and laughing at the majority of my memories.

Trent, Chase, Peter and Char have accepted me with open arms. They've become the family that I've been yearning for and Jasper, Jasper is always there by my side. Even with his ability sometimes blocked - when it comes to me - he always seems to know when I need a reassuring smile or a cheeky wink or if I needed a bit of alone time.

And it wasn't just me that opened up; he began to smile a little more as well. Jasper would tell stories of his and Alice's adventures, granted he didn't mention her much, but he still told me some of their memories.

We all fell in to a comfortable routine. Weekends when I didn't work I would be at the Whitlock manor, as they call it, and the weekends that I worked there would be at least three of them there with me sitting in the corner with their gazes trained on me.

The week nights were the worst; they were the times when I doubted my progress. I didn't see them all that much; they all had their own lives to lead, so I waited for the weekends to roll around so that I could smile again. Jasper occasionally dropped by during the week though. Sasha has grown quiet fond of him and her being a bit of history freak... you would never guess it though. But then he has to go and I feel a bit of me leave with him.

The lines in our friendship haven't blurred again yet, but I can feel it happening. I relive the kiss between us every night and I often see him looking at me out the corner of his eye; his crimson eyes trained on my lips, my body, his eyes shining with the good king of hunger. Char has pulled me aside several times and asked what was going on. I only shake my head and saying nothing before she raises an eyebrow and then shakes her head sighing before she drops it.

I can honestly say that I've settle in to the routine, though like all routines it has flaws, but I've smiled and laughed more in these three weeks than I have done in the last 2 years of my life and it feels like a weight has been lifted off of my shoulders.

"Hey, are you spacing out on me again, Swan?" Trent asked as he waved his hand in front of my face with an amused smile on his lips. "Are you back yet, little Swan?" he questioned chuckling. I would hit him, but as I learned last week, it isn't such a good idea.

"I should probably take you back, it's late." Jasper sighed as he began to stand and pulled me up off of the sofa with a sad smile on his lips.

"I... erm..." I shuffled my feet and looked down at the ground tugging on my bottom lip with my teeth.

"What's wrong?" Jasper asked as he tilted my head up so that I had to look at him.

"I just kind of wondered if I could just stay here tonight." I whispered, hating the way that I voiced my pathetic request.

He looked confused as he spoke, "Why? I mean, of course you can, but why would you want to?" I could feel all eyes on me causing me to sigh.

"It's just... Well, Sasha's away for the weekend and I just hate being alone." I murmured while playing with the hem of my shirt.

"Hey, I don't have to feel your emotions to know you're embarrassed, but you don't have to be. Of course you can stay here."

I looked up and smiled, "Thank you." I said quietly before Chase and Trent bounced up off the couch.

"Well, were going to go hunt," Trent boomed before winking at me and making his way to the door.

Chase stopped in front of me grinning. "See you later, little Swan I've got to go eat me some murderers." He kissed my forehead and then followed Trent out the door.

"Bye guys." I shouted after them with a giggle in my voice and I knew that they had heard me.

"Well," Char walked over to me and grabbed my hand, "I better go get you something to sleep in then, shouldn't I?" She smiled and pulled me along behind her. I glanced back to look at Jasper who was staring at me intently. There was a glint of something in his eyes that I couldn't place, but it made me shiver... good or bad? I wasn't so sure myself.

._.-;'~0~';-._.

My wet hair stuck to my face with beads of water running down my cheeks as I stepped out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around me. Char sat at the end of the bed holding what looked like a pair of shorts and an overly large shirt.

"I don't have a shirt that will fit you," she cupped her breasts and laughed, "I'm a little smaller than you." I smiled in return and giggled. "But the shorts should fit you just fine and I borrowed one of Jasper's shirts. I'm sure that he won't mind."

I sighed knowing where the conversation was heading. "Please, don't do this, Char? Nothing is going on..." I stopped and sighed as she gave me a small smile and held her hand up in protest.

"That may be so, but that wasn't what I was going to ask." She said softly. "What do you want to happen?" she asked curiously.

"That's the same question." I mumbled pulling my towel tighter around me shuffling and averting my gaze.

"No, it's not, Izzy. There might be nothing going on, but that doesn't mean that you don't want there to be..." I looked up at her in the eyes and I saw only friendship and honesty. "You like him."

It was a statement, not a question. She stood and walked over to me and began palming one of my cheeks. "Pretending that the feelings aren't there doesn't make them go away. Follow your heart and tell him." She whispered before kissing my cheek and leaving the room.

"I can't..." I whispered in to the empty room.

._.-;'~0~';-._.

I was curled up, my knees touching my chest as I was lying under the duvet when a light knock on the door stirred me from my thoughts.

"Can I come in?" I heard his voice from the other side of the door and felt my heart accelerate to the extent that my ears were pounding with the sound of my heartbeat. "Izzy, are you ok?"

I flung the covers off of me and walked over to the door. I rested my palm flat on the glossed wood before inhaling deeply and opening it. There he stood, the reason why for the last hour I've been having an internal fight with myself.

"Hey." I said shyly. If he noticed the change in my demeanor, he didn't say anything.

"Hey darlin', you mind if I come in?" He asked with his southern drawl weighing on his words. I let go of the door opening it wider and walked over to the bed. I took a seat sitting on top of the covers and crossed my legs. I watched as he shut the door with a slight thud before also making his way over to the bed where he perched on the edge and looked at me with his soft crimson eyes.

"Did you want to talk?" I asked confused as to why he was in here. Jasper must have seen the confusion in my eyes.

He sighed and ran a rough hand through his tangled mane before inhaling and exhaling slowly. "I have a story to tell ya, darlin'. One that isn't for the faint hearted." he turned away from me before continuing. "I know that you know that something had happened in my past and I also know that you don't know what that is, but, well..."

I pushed myself up onto my knees and moved quickly-and almost gracefully over to him. I placed my small hand on his arm reassuringly. He looked up at me, his eyes clouded with tears that he would never shed. "You don't have to tell me anything, Jasper." I whispered, even though I secretly wanted to know, but if it meant causing Jasper pain, then I didn't need to.

He inhaled and exhaled again. "In the south, the vampire world is a lot less civilized. There are many vampires that want more; more of everything, more power. The south is known in the vampire world for its wars over territory. The battles are forged all the time. They use newborn armies that were untrained and under fed to fight to the death. They become half crazy. All of this is for one purpose and one purpose only; to rule the south." A shudder ran through his body and I squeezed his arm in comfort. "There is one named Maria. She's feared for her talent, for her army."

"What's her talent?" I whispered curiously.

"She can pick the best; her army is like no other nor will there be another like it ever. It's deadly and always has been. But there was a time when it was absolutely unstoppable." It was my turn to shudder. His voice was so detached, sounding so unlike Jasper.

"With me and Peter by her side she was unstoppable. We all were. For a long time, I didn't see the wrong in the way that I lived and neither did Peter. I guess we just didn't know any other way. Maria gave us all that we needed..." I didn't want to think about what he meant by that, but I knew. "She showered us with rewards if we did well... I was her favorite, but only because of what I could do with my power."

"What do you mean?" I questioned.

He turned to look at me. "My power can be used for pleasure as well as pain. Maria liked the pleasure that I had brought her and the pain that I caused to others." Hatred flashed in his eyes as he said this and I didn't know if it was hatred for himself or for Maria. My hatred? It was all for Maria.

"It was a long time before I realized that there was another way. I didn't have to be her pet or her slave anymore. Peter and Char got me out of there along with Trent and Chase. We ran and we haven't looked back since." He whispered.

"Have you seen her since then?" I asked and he looked up at me and shook his head. I let out a sigh of relief at this.

"I will always have the scars from those years, mentally and physically." He pulled his shirt up over his head and I inhaled and gasped. He was beautiful and his body was sculpted perfectly. His muscles were defined and glorious. It was then that I saw them, the half crescent shaped bites. The ones that were exactly like mine. I gasped again, but this time in horror.

"How..." I whispered afraid of the answer.

"I was called Major Whitlock back then, otherwise known as 'the Major'. I was in charge of the newborns, partly because I could control them for the most part, but mainly because I was that good. I developed a reputation and a new name, The God of War. I was feared. I mean, I still am, but fear alone is never enough to win a war." He sighed and absentmindedly I began to trace some of the scars that were littering his torso. I noticed that the marks were cooler than the rest of him. "I was the best fighter and taught personally taught Peter, making him very good as well. I trained the newborns while Maria stood on the sidelines and watched. She took pride in me. I was like a treasure to her and Peter's gift and fighting abilities were useful too..." he trailed of and looked down at his chest to my hand as my fingers played softly over his skin. "...I'm still waiting for the day that she arrives and tries to 'collect' us." I shivered again, but this time in fear.

"I won't let her." I whispered. He looked up from my hand and looked into my eyes and...Smiled!

"As much as I love the thought of you going up against a vampire," he said sarcastically. "I think it's best if you don't. I couldn't bear to see you get hurt." He breathed the last part, his eyes boring into mine as he brushed away a strand of my hair that had fallen over my right eye.

"You don't think I could take a vampire?" I asked in a mock hurt, quirking my eyebrow at the same time.

He smirked and chuckled as he began shaking his head from side to side in amusement. I smiled up at him and he returned the smile causing my heart to skip a beat.

After a half an hour of chit-chat, Jasper stood up, "You look tired, so you should probably get some rest," he said. Right on cue, I yawned causing him to chuckle again. The sound was rich and delicious.

He leaned down and kissed my forehead before walking to the door and something in me snapped.

"Stay." I breathed and of course he heard me.

He turned and looked me in the eyes. It was as if he could see my soul. He nodded and walked slowly and gracefully to my side before pulling the covers up from underneath me and placing them on top of me before he lay down. The cover was the only thing that was separating us.

I curled into him, the palm of my hand flat against his chest with my head resting on his shoulder. He stroked my hair soothingly and I soon felt my eyes become heavy. With the combination of his soothing touch and his mouth watering scent, it wasn't long before I was soon drifting off.

"Meeting you again after so long was fate, becoming your friend was a choice that was all too easy for me to make, but falling in love with you… now that was beyond my control..."

A/N: Ah, another chapter posted! I hope you enjoyed it! I know that it wasn't long and it was more of a filler chapter, but I needed to show how things were slowly progressing. Read and Review and tell me what you think!

The chapter was written by I-Have-A-Dark-Side and I revised it.

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This is a series I am working on. The first one is called 'Dhampir':

Lilly McLean never understood why she was so different until she & her adoptive parents moved to Forks, Washington & finds a friend in Bella Swan. They meet a strange golden-eyed family where she finds her mate in Jasper Whitlock. With their help, she will learn what it means to be a Dhampir & become initiated into the Supernatural World. A Twilight Story Book 1 Jasper/OC Bella/Edward

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Sequel to Dhampir: Lilly & Jasper seal their forever's with their vows, but an accident at Bella's birthday party causes the family to split up and leave Forks. Lilly has her opinions about leaving Bella behind & challenges Edward's demands. Meanwhile, Jasper has an old enemy from his past stalking him & his new wife. Who are they & what do they want? A Twilight Story Book 2 Jasper/OC Bella/Edward

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'You Promised Me Forever'
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