Chapter Fourteen | Third Time's The Charm

"There's something I want to ask you," he murmured to me, face emotionless as he closed his door, "and unfortunately, people in this house don't know the meaning of the word 'privacy'."

He seemed to be directing his words elsewhere, and I realized someone was probably listening to our conversation. It was the first time I had been in Jasper's private room, and I could see how it portrayed him. There was a dark brown leather couch pressed up against one wall, and dark wooden furniture. The walls were a creamy beige color: very calm.

I went to sit on the couch and he studied me carefully. He was having that internal battle again and I rolled my eyes, "What did you want to ask me?"

He cleared his throat and walked toward me, "Is this...gathering you're going to mandatory?"

My clear blue eyes narrowed in unspoken suspicion and I answered, "Yes. The elders will be mad if I don't attend."

My words seemed to put him off a little, and I tilted my head curiously, "Why?"

He smiled gently, coming to sit beside me and quietly saying, "...I was going to ask you if you'd accompany me to the dance."

My eyes flew open in shock and Jasper watched me warily, not losing his cool.

"I...I don't think I can," I whispered to him, jolts of surprise blowing through me before they were replaced by a calm drought that could only come from Jasper himself. He merely smiled kindly to me and nodded, "I thought as much."

His tone made me guilty and I hurried to amend myself, "It's not that I don't want to go with you...!" I shut my mouth with a snap and laughed in embarrassment, hanging my head and suddenly finding the rug beneath my feet quite exciting.

"I...you're..." I sighed, closing my eyes, "I don't care if you're a leech. You're the only one I'd want to go with," I confessed, far too nervous to look up and meet his eyes, "But I can't go. The gathering is between the pack and the elders and if I missed it-"

"I understand," he cut me off, finger on my chin as he turned me to face him. There was a moment of silence as we stared at each other. The muteness was not deafening in the slightest and I was actually quite comfortable with it. I had a feeling Jasper was behind said consolation but didn't have time to find out when a knock sounded at the door and Emmett's voice called in.

"Hey, Eve, if you're hungry we're getting some dinner together for Bella. You should come down," he said, voice slightly muffled by the door.

I realized just how ravished I was and shrugged, "Alright."

When I next looked at Jasper, his face was screwed up in annoyance and I gave him a curious look. His expression immediately smoothed out and he murmured, "Like I said: they know nothing of privacy."

I laughed softly and he held out his hand for me. My fingers slid into his own and I allowed him to help me to my feet. He led me to his door, hands still intertwined, and opened it. I peered up at his face to see a cunning smirk that nearly made my heart give out in surprise. I narrowed my eyes at him and murmured, "...Jasper, what are you-"

Before I knew it, I was being flung through the air and realized Jasper had grabbed me and thrown me over his shoulder. My eyes bulged, "Jasper? JASPER HALE PUT ME DOWN IMMEDIATELY!"

But my struggling did me no good and he merely laughed at me as he descended the stairs. There were hoots of laughter from the kitchen, no doubt from Emmett, and I blushed and muttered a few curses.

"Stupid, undead leeches," I growled, and Jasper shook with unrestrained laughter as he set me back on the ground. That was when I realized everyone was staring at us and blushed harder, throwing Jasper an unamused look as I took my seat beside Bella. Said girl was trying unsuccessfully to hide a grin as she ate her salad, and I glared at Edward who wasn't even trying to save his skin. Oh, how I wished I could just tear his limbs off...

He send me a pointed, diverted look and grinned, "You couldn't tear my limbs off even if you tried, dog."

His jest made me glare harder, and I itched to get up and fight him right now, "Oh, you think so? We'll see who's so cocky when their face is laying in the mud. Bloodsucker," I added theatrically, and went to stab at my salad as Jasper sat down beside me. I glanced at him, eyes vividly irked, and he just laughed again. The masculine ringing made me stare for a moment before blushing yet again and turning back to my dinner.

And all I could wonder was how Jasper Hale, where no other guy has yet succeeded, had actually made me blush.

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"What do you think?" Bella asked, nodding to me as I took my seat in English the next day. I cast her a sleep look and arched a brow, "What do you mean?"

I was exhausted because Sam had made us stay up half the night searching for traces of Victoria and I only got four hours of sleep. We were trying to locate where Victoria might be traveling to. Sam had sent Embry and Quil up into Canada to track her scent and they still haven't returned.

"About Jasper," she said, smirking and jotting down some last minute homework for her next class.

I sighed, tired of the mind games and too moody to try to riddle them out, "What about Jasper, Bells?"

She grinned cheekily, "You like him," her voice was sing-song and it made me blush furiously. I made a noise and tried to hide it, turning my face away and scowling at the wall.

"You're delusional," I told her, arms crossed as I waited her assault. But it never came: she merely stared at me in amusement for a few seconds and shrugged.

"If you say so," she told me, eyes twinkling, "But Edward knows better and he just happened to let me in on a few of your thoughts."

My eyes widened: I turned to her with deadly intent and she raised a brow. Damn it- she was getting more and more like Edward each day. I didn't like it at all.

I'm gonna kill him. I'll kill him, I swear. I'll rip his arms off and feed them to the pack. Sam will love me for it and I won't have to deal with that leech reading my mind ever again. Killkillkillkillkill.

And I was sure that wherever Edward was, he'd be able to hear that. I made sure to add a little visual description of me tearing off his blood-soaked arms. If he shared my thoughts with anyone else I'd make sure he didn't see the light of day again. I smirked wickedly, and Bella looked at me, now slightly nervous.

"He's gonna get it now," I whispered evilly.

Oh, that leech was gonna get it.

XD I so enjoyed writing this one haha Thanks for all the reviews! Hopefully the fluff in the beginning of the chapter was sufficient haha

Awesome idea, Broken-Becca! I shall go read it as soon as possible =D (and review, of courssse)

I'll come up with some new threats for you, teamtwilightparamore XD It shall be entertaining at least haha

So I'm gonna split the story in two different parts. The second part will be a sequal (because quite frankly, I have too many chapter with not enough content...something I loath in stories anddd I'm no better ) So Part two will be the sequal and I'll just continue on as though it were another chapter in Romeo's Vice. o.O It's a tad bit confuzzling but that's just how my mind works haha. Thanks for reading~!