We Will Never Hurt Again

by VampSaxAngel

My anger grew, but not at Edward and Alice alone, but for the fact that they had hurt the man's soul, whom of which was right in front of me. He was not the Major. He was not Major Whitlock. He was a man, a broken, shattered man. Jasper and Bella blossom into the strongest couple in both worlds. JXB Read and Review. XOXO VSA

13. Her Prince, His Princess

I kept staring at the ring. Jasper was sitting up against the wall at the pillows on the bed, reading. I held a book in my hands but it was having a very difficult time catching my attention. We were surrounded by a peaceful silence. I loved that we could be doing so little, but it meant so much. I shook my head slightly and closed the book. It was pointless.

I rolled on to my back, holding my hand up so I could stare at the ring that was on my finger, just where it would always stay. I smiled softly as the light that passed through the window hit the gorgeous diamond. A rainbow of colors crossed the diamond. I glanced at Jasper to find his eyes in me.

"What?" I asked with a laugh.

He shook his head. "You're just so incredibly beautiful. I'm still trying to wrap my head around the fact that we are actually getting married, and I'm not dreaming."

I laughed and moved up so I could sit between his legs while he held his book.

"'To sleep perchance to dream', Jasper."

He tightened his arms around me, nuzzling his chin on my shoulder. "And I can do neither; therefore, I am lucky enough to be awake."

I smiled happily. "I'm very happy, Jasper, and I feel extremely lucky myself. But..." He turned his head a little to look at me. "We are not lucky. This is just life."

His smiled was too amazing for words. He dropped his book beside us and pulled me very close back into his chest.

"The best life I could ever have. Which is ironic considering my heart does not even beat." He winked.

I laid my head back and turned it so it was situated on his shoulder but slightly under his chin. I gripped his hand and tugged it so it rested over my heart with my hand on his.

"My heart is your heart."

He kissed the side of my head. "I now have a golden heart," he murmured.

I giggled. He was sweeter than any other man, and he was mine. I smiled at the thought. It was incredible, every moment of our relationship. It all had a meaning, something very special hidden in itself. Other than the supernatural relationships I had seen, nothing ever truly came close to seemingly being experienced the way that our relationship was. It was so rare.

I wished that I could give everyone an opportunity like this. Everyone to have the chance to be involved in a relationship that was so perfect for the two specific people that they would never give it up. Never let it go. How wonderful would that be? It certainly would not make a perfect world, but it would make life better. In my mind it would, anyway. If I had the power, I would do it. Every deserves an experience like this. Even if just once.

"Any plans for the wedding, yet?" Jasper's voice broke me from my internal monologue.

I breathed out with a small, secretive smile. "I've got some ideas. But we do need to talk about the overall price for this shindig."

Jasper sighed, and I knew just where this was going. "Bella, money is no object. And I have a feeling that you are never going to let me have you walk down the aisle again, make this exactly as you want it."

I whipped my around to Jasper. My wide eyes gazing at him. I was sure I could rival a deer caught in headlights. "Again?" I questioned. Sure, I was over the whole, 'don't marry young', thing my mom had drilled into my brain since I was a little kid, but multiple weddings sounded extremely unappealing.

He chuckled. "How many times do you think Em and Rose have been married?"

I rolled my eyes and stared at him condescendingly. He put his hands up in surrender.

"Yeah, yeah, we're not them and all that, but Bella, you need to let the money thing go for once. It's your day, live a little," he joked in an affectionate manner.

I tried my best to keep a straight face and failed miserably. "Its our day, you goon," I slapped his chest lightly as to not hurt myself, "and don't you think otherwise."

He rubbed the spot I had hit in mock pain. "I promise, Bella." He was suddenly beside the bed on his knees with his hands laced together, pleading out to me. "Please, my queen, let me share your day! I have nothing to live for but you and bears!" He scooted close on his knees, gripping at the hem of my skirt as I laughed loudly at his antics. He gave a comical scream and 'passed out' like an old silent movie star.

He laid on the ground as I rocked too my neck with raucous laughter. I had tears streaming down my face as I laid there and breathed heavily. After a few minutes I rubbed the years from my cheeks and crawled to the edge of the bed to look down on him. He was laying there with one hand on his abdomen, and his other arm laid in the carpet above his head. I smirked, shaking my head.

I flipped around and dropped to my knees beside the bed. I crawled towards him and leaned down to kiss him. His lips brushed against mine sweetly, and I smiled into the kiss. His gentle hands gripped my hips and pulled me so I was straddling him. His tongue played with mine as I tangled my fingers in his hair. I used my other hand to reach up and push the curtain my hair had form around us. One of his hands came up and held my hair at my neck while his other hand took mine from my hair and tangled his fingers with mine.

His lower body pressed against mine as he rolled us so he was on top of me. I smiled into the kiss as his hand unweaned itself from hair and ran down my side. I giggled a little into the kiss. He smiled against my lips as he lessened the pressure and his lithe fingers tickled my sides. I pulled away as I laughed. His hands roamed my sides as his laughter joined. Our laughter mixed in harmony until he stopped. He smiled at me as I calmed myself. His cold hand caressed my cheek as I smiled innocently.

"So, can I hear about the plans you have for our big day?" He smirked. "At least tell me now so I don't have to ask you when you get really stressed."

"I'll tell you then, too. And you better be there to calm me down." I pressed my hand into his side for emphasis. "I'd rather now go insane while planning, especially when I have a sweet man that can help me."

He chuckled. "Of course. Now, tell me."

We were back in the bed in the blink of an eye. I sat up against the wall, and he rested his head against my stomach. I brushed my fingers through his hair as I talked.

"I have always been in love with the idea of a snow white wedding." I smiled as I reminisced about my little girl dreams of my perfect wedding. " everything covered in a beautiful white blanket. Gorgeous rose filled vases for the centerpieces. Dark blue table covers. The chair covers would be crystallized ribbons of blue, black, and white that wrapped into a big bow in the back of each seat. Me, in a classic wedding dress covered in lace with full lace sleeves. The groom," I brushed my fingers down his cheek before returning to his hair, "dressed in white with a dark blue tie. The groomsmen in white tuxes with black ties while the bridesmaids are in long dark blue dresses with short black jackets."

I paused and looked down a moment. He turned his head to look at me.

"It will be beautiful, Bella," he whispered to me.

I nodded and bit my lip. "But there's some other things. More important."

He stared at me and made a gesture to continue.

"I want our first dance as husband and wife to be to the song you wrote me."

He smiled and leaned up to kiss me chastely. I closed my eyes as his lips brushed mine, and I opened them when he pulled away, staring at him.

His eyebrows pushed together. "There's more?"

I gnawed at my lip. "I-I want to invite Alice and Edward."

He looked away so I could not read his eyes. He lifted up and stood, walking to stare out the window. I glanced down before standing slowly. I should have kept my mouth shut. I should have not said a word. I got behind him and laid my hands in his arms. I grew sad as he stiffened beneath my touch.

"Do you think that's such a good idea, Bella? I don't want problems to arise in the most amazing day because of a wrong choice," he murmured.

I began to rub his arms and was pleased to feel him loosen up. "Think of it this way, I'll be thanking them this way."

He turned to me in confusion. "Thanking them?" he snarled. "For what? We have nothing to thank them for." He drew away from me and turned to the window roughly.

I took a step back from him to give him space. I stared at my feet. "If it wasn't for their mistake, we would have never gotten together. Jasper, so seldom in my life have I ever been as happy as I am when I am with you."

I walked to stand in front of him. I raised my eyes to his as his began to simmer down from their hard state. "And...they were with you long before I was. It's only fair that the entire family is present."

I looked away. I could not take the pain in his eyes from my request. "You know I don't doubt you, but are you ready to see her again?" I looked up at him. "Could you handle it?"

I was mad at myself as my eyes grew misty. I never doubted, but the idea of her still affecting him honestly hurt. And I felt selfish. I wanted him to be mine and mine alone. I never wanted her to enter his mind after the foolish thing she did, but I would know that I would regret it if I did not even give them the opportunity to see us be happy as I know they are.

Jasper sighed quietly. "Bella, I can handle myself, you know that-"

"But what about mentally?" I wondered.

He reached a hand up and wiped away the tears that had slipped down my cheeks. His hands cradled my face as love filled his eyes. "Only one girl will ever catch my eye, and he's right here with me. If you would like them to come, invite them. I will not go against your decision."

I shook my head and gripped his hands with mine but not moving them from my face. "Will you be okay if they were to come?"

He kissed my forehead. "Yes," he replied, and I could do nothing but believe the truth in his voice. "No one can outshine the presence of an angel, darling'. No one."

I smiled. "Thank you."

He returned my smile. "I love you. I'm sorry for how I reacted." He looked down sheepishly.

"It's fine, Jasper. And I love you, too, handsome."

He chuckled. "You better," he scooped me up against his chest, "cause I'm never gonna find another girl like you, and I'm not about to let you go."

I wrapped my arms around his neck as I smiled. "You will never have to let me go."

"Good."

He walked to the living and sat on the couch with me in his lap. "Do you have a date picked?"

I shrugged. "I've thought of a few dates. And I am lucky because it is the end of January and I was hoping to have everything planned so the wedding can happen at the end of this year." I looked at him. "Do you want our first Christmas together with us married or not?"

He thought a moment. "It's really up to you. Do you think you can get everything planned before Christmas?"

My lips curled up a little, and he chuckled. "Well, it will have to be planned before then anyway, but-" I gasped and clapped my hands, giggling excitedly as a great idea hit me.

He raised his eyebrows with a smile. "What just entered your beautiful mind for that reaction?"

I smiled widely. "Snow white New Years wedding," I said happily. It was the perfect time. I got my snowy wedding with extra time to plan.

His hand rubbed my side. "That sounds wonderful, angel. It will be the best day ever." He pulled me into a sweet kiss.

I pulled away nodding. "December 28. Oh, an I think that we should have a big family Christmas, but in Christmas Eve cause the actual day can be for the two of us." I was practically vibrating with excitement, and I was beginning to effect him as his smile had not even left his face. If I did not know better, I would say that his smile just kept growing. "Me, you, Rose, Em, Emse, Carlisle, and Charlie! And we have we get Renee and Phil here, too."

"I love that idea, beautiful," he said happily.

I hugged him close. It would be absolutely wonderful. The best holiday with the most amazing people. I could not wait. And now I mention our wedding day. Both will be perfect, I just know it.

"Bella?" Jasper asked. His voice still dripped with happiness, but I heard a little bit of hesitation.

I looked up at him, confused. "Yes?"

"Do you want...would you..." He took a deep breath. "Would you like to see me hunt?"

My eyes widened, and I just stated at him, surprised. He must have taken my pause for something bad because he began to ramble.

"Well, I mean, if you want to. I know you always wanted Edward to take you, and I just thought that it would be a good thing for-"

I cut him off. "I love that idea. When?"

He visibly relaxed at my acceptance of his idea. He smiled shyly. "I was thinking right now."

I nodded. "Let me throw on some clothes, and we can go, okay?"

He nodded and pecked my cheek. I ran into our room to change into jeans, a blue long sleeve shirt, and black hightop converse. I threw on a black hoodie of Jasper's, and walked back into the living room. He had left his jeans from earlier, but he had put on a jacket that zipped up. Due to the fact that he had not put on a shirt underneath, the top of his chest peaked out from the top of the jacket.

He scooped me up and took off out the door and into the woods. A couple of minutes flew by before he stopped. He set me in my feet, and we stood at the top of a hill that overlooked a lower valley. I could see a few deer grazing, and I thought I saw a bear or two coming from the scarce woods on the side.

"Now, you need to stay up here. Since I just hunted I'm only going for one animal to show you, but I felt this was something you should experience. Especially you, too, will be doing this in the future."

I nodded silently. I was still a little shocked that he had even considered doing this for me. He calmed me down so I was very tranquil and turned to run down the hill. I watched, entranced, as he stalked towards the deer. His moves were lithe and graceful as he pounced on the buck in the group. The other deer fled as they realized what was occurring. I gazed, amazed as he broke the animal's neck and drank from its neck greedily.

It was beautiful. This was his element. This was what he did best. His nature took over in a way that was graceful, menacing, and perfect all at once. It made my love for him grow.
By doing this, it not only proved that he completely trusted himself but me to not run, as well. I smiled as he stood. He looked up to me and gave me a gesture to wait. He picked up the animal and disappeared, and I realized that he was disposing of the carcass.

I sat on the grass and pulled my knees to my chest, wrapping my arms around my legs as I watched the clouds move. Legs appeared around me, and his arms snuck around my stomach to rest between my abdomen and bent legs. I smiled as he placed soft kisses along my neck.

"Thank you for this," I whispered in the peaceful moment.

I felt him smile against my skin before he pulled away. "My pleasure, darlin'. What did you think?"

I leaned back into his chest as he buried his face in my hair. "It was amazing. It's so beautiful to watch." I glanced at him. "Will I be that graceful?" I wondered.

He nodded. "You will. In fact, you might even surprise yourself at the things you will be able to do."

I smiled. We sat silently as the sky grew dark. The clouds faded away and the stars shone brightly. Shooting stars littered the skies.

"Wow," I breathed.

Jasper looked up and a thoughtful look graced his face.

I chuckled. "What is it?"

He looked at me, childlike happiness burning in his golden irises. "Do you trust me?"

"Of course," I said matter of fact-ly.

He cradled me against his chest and took off down the hill. He crossed the valley and made his way through the trees on the other side. I looked up to find a rock growing closer and closer.

"Uh... Jasper, I know I went rock climbing, but I was serious when I said it was very unappealing," I mumbled as I stared at the wall, a little frightened.

Jasper chuckled. "I'm not gonna let you climb the wall. You're gonna hold onto my back with your legs around my waist while I jump to the top."

"Oh," was my brilliant response.

He chuckled again. We reached the wall face and he put me down and bender his knees so I could jump up so I clung to his back. He checked my grip.

"Good?" he asked.

"Good," I said and he jumped.

I gasped and the air left my lungs as he landed in the top. Good grief. I looked back as he began to walk a little ways onto the platform on the top of the cliff. I shook my head. Jumping up, I'm okay. Jumping down... My eyes widened a moment and Jasper influenced me so I was calm again.

I slid down his back so I was standing on my feet. He pulled me down beside him as he laid down. I stretched out on my back beside him, and he held his arm out so I could rest my head on it comfortably. I threw him a quick smile in thanks before turning back to look at the diamond filled sky. My smile grew as stars streaked past. I felt eyes on me. I turned to see him looking at me. I raised my eyebrows.

He gave a small smile. "Sorry, you're gorgeous." He caressed my temple. "You've got stars in your eyes," he whispered.

I blushed. He rolled over to place a kiss where his hand had passed. He plopped into his back again, and I turned to rest my head on his shoulder while still watching the stars. My eyes trailed across the sky, and I gasped as a vibrant blue and purple shooting star passed all the way across the visible sky.

"Make a wish, Jasper," I whispered.

He looked at me with love and shook his head. "I can't. All of my dreams have come true."

I kissed his cheek and laid back down. "Mine, too, Jasper, mine, too."

We laid there until I could no linger keep my eyes open and had resulted to curling into his chest.

Jasper's POV

I looked down at Bella as her head rested against my heart, and her breathing evened to a comforting ribbon. I smiled as she slept. If there was one time she looked positively angelic, it was while she was sleeping. Even in the nights when nightmares her mind conjured, restless and hard sleep, she still looked that way.

"I love you," she whispered in her sleep.

I leaned down to breath into her ear, "I love you, too, my angel."

A small smile lit her features. "Jasper," she murmured as she reached up to grip the front of my shirt in a gentle grasp.

My hand covered her's as I watched the stars as the show came to an end for the night. I drew her close to my chest and stood, careful not to wake her. To my surprise, she curled even closer, burying her face into my cold chest. I walked home. It took longer than it probably should have, but I was enjoying the starlit glow that covered her face as she slept peacefully in my arms.

I slipped through the door and made my way to our room. I quickly changed her clothes so she was wrapped in one of my button up shirt and sheltered her in the covers. I threw off the jacket and pulled on some sweat pants. I walked to the door, taking one last glance at Bella as I made my way to my study. I sat in the chair in the corner and lifted my guitar to my lap. I began to strum as I looked at the picture on the opposite wall. It was of me and Bella curled up on the swing together at Charlie's. Charlie had taken it as Bella's head rested against my chest with her eyes closed. I had my head against hers' with my eyes closed with my arm around her. We looked very peaceful. Charlie got the picture developed, blew it up, got it turned black and white, placed it in a frame, and I found it on the front step when I came back from hunting.

Bella took one look at it, loved it, and it was immediately hung in my study. She picked the placement, which made me happy. It was one of her few marks she made in the house. I smiled. She was so beautifully simple about everything unless she lived it and took the time to put her work into it. Pictures, specifically. She held a great enjoyment for taking pictures and framing them. She had taken frames from the attic she had at Charlie's from her move from Arizona. Most of the frames held pictures of a setting sun, the moon on the ocean. The photography was flawless, and I was positively floored when Bella told me she had taken each picture. She had some around the house, but there was one place that had become bare since our engagement. Right above the bed. When I questioned her about the missing picture of a gorgeous night sky over the ocean, she had responded saying it was for her favorite wedding photo. I chuckled as I recalled my reaction, still strumming aware. I had basically jumped for joy as the idea of getting married to my angel actually hit me.

It became real.

I smiled and shook my head at my thoughts. Forever. Eternity. I had that long with her, and it was already going so incredibly well, I could not even imagine how heavenly it would be when she was immortal. There would be no secrets, no dreams, just full fledged, blissful reality. It was going to be extraordinary.

The music grew quiet as I recalled her request for the wedding guests. I had never imagined that Bella would even think of them in relation to the big day, but her thoughtfulness made her that much more attractive. She kept surprising me. I always knew she was special, but I so rarely acknowledged her strength. Sure, I thought she was strong, but my opinion of how strong had been influenced dramatically. It took a lot of guts for her to invite her ex and not bat an eye about it, and I had been a jerk and junked her simple request into her face before I thought about it properly. I admire the hold she had on the children at the hospital.

The music turned to a happy lilt.

They held a live for her that was innocently sweet and sibling affectionate. She was the older sister that none of them were lucky enough to have. She stepped up and took the children under her wing, basically, in a very difficult time of their life. She saw those kids hurt and in pain, and she never walked away. I admired her strength. I admired her.
Then, there was her power over me. She had me wrapped around her finger, and I was sure she knew it too. Yet, unlike other girls, she used to sort of help me instead getting things she wanted. For instance, before we got together she gave me the leeway to do as I wanted. She would not rush the relationship. She gave me freedom to go, stay, or just stay friends. I chose the best option, that's for sure. Still, while I would give her the world if I could, she so rarely asked for things that when she did I just had to give her what she wanted. It was undeniable. She was the princess, and I was the lucky humble servant that had earned her trust and then her love.

I chuckled. The beauty and the beast. I shook my head, Bella would never let us be that.

The knight in shining armor and the princess. The damsel in distress? I laughed outright at that one. She was no damsel, not even close.

The prince and his princess. No. The princess and her prince. I smiled widely, and let my voice carry throughout the room.

Over that wall, I known I can climb
But things keep hitting me, knocking me down
I don't wanna fall
I want reach the top

Passed the stream, fell in the water
Touched the bottom, landed on the bank
I've dropped the sword, dropped the shield
I'm not fighting dragons, I'm fighting myself

I've fallen too hard, landed on the other side
I tripped over my cape as soon as you called my name
The crown on my head means nothing at all
You're my princess, I'm your prince and that will never change

Say hello to the stars
Make a wish when one passes by
Stay in the light, don't slip to the dark
Hold on to my hand, you will never fall

I've got you close, I'm too lucky
But fate swung my way
I wanna thank it for pushing me your way
I want you to stay

I've fallen too hard, landed on the other side
I tripped over my cape as soon as you called my name
The crown on my head means nothing at all
You're my princess, I'm your prince and that will never change

You in that dress, the tiara in your head
The crown that sits so grand
I think I've won, lucky to win
My princess' heart

The crown on my head means nothing at all
Oh-oh, nothing at all if I'm not...
Your prince while you're my princess
My princess...

The music faded away and a better sound filled my ears. A heartbeat. I looked away from the picture to see Bella standing in the door way with covers wrapped around her. She smiled sleepily at me as I set the guitar down. She game to me and snuggled into my chest. I smiled at her antics and wrapped my arms tightly around her. She yawned a little.

"I'll always be your princess..." her voice trailed away as sleep won her over.

I chuckled and tightened my arms. I did not think she would remember any of this by the morning, but I had to agree with her.

She would always be my girl, my princess.