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Chapter 14: Far From Over

~Elizabeth~

This was what I had been waiting for.

I finally had him where I wanted.

I finally got him to open up more to me, to tell me things he hadn't told anyone before.

But, what I got wasn't what I expected.

I've heard that the truth sometimes and this was no exception.

It was like being stung by a wasp…small, quick and horrendously painful.

I knew that Jasper had loved Evelyn but, I never would've imagined the toll her death took on him.

She was his 'everything' like he said and he literally meant that. When he talked about her, it was like I wasn't even in the room. He was so consumed by the memories of her it was almost too much to listen to it.

Because, the more he talked about her, the more things started to make sense.

She was the reason as to why he was like this. Long before he was changed, long before I came along, it was all because of her.

She had been the one to reach him when no one else could. And because of it, he had set her on this pedestal. She was his angel.

They were to be married…and for god sakes someone murdered that poor girl! And the way Jasper described the night he found her, let's just say it's a good thing I can no longer dream otherwise I'd be haunted by those images.

The images that I'm sure haunt him every day. The images that made him try to take his own life.

And then it all hit me.

When he said that he was going to explain things to me, to prove that the two of us could never be together, I thought he was going to tell me some horror stories from his early vampire days.

But, that wasn't the case.

When he said that without her, his life had meant nothing, he wasn't just talking in the past.

He was talking about the present as well. He didn't want anyone, let alone a woman, to get beneath the layers of pain and suffering he had endured all these years.

And then I showed up and I started invading his space…asking all the wrong questions. Wanting information he clearly didn't want to share.

I was trying to reach him.

This was the reason as to why he was so afraid of me. Oh, he could deny it up and down all he wanted but his stories just reinforced what I already knew.

I was like her. And that didn't set well with him.

But I still called him out on it.

"You are nothing like Evelyn." He snapped at me, and then went on to name reasons as to how we were different. "I loved Evelyn with every fiber of my being…and I would give everything to have back in my arms, just once…and Elizabeth…" he looked at me "I don't love…"

"Please stop." I whispered. He wasn't about to do this to me.

"I don't love you." He said, his voice was empty and hallow.

I turned away from him quickly, not wanting him to see what he was doing to me. He was breaking me, hurting me worse than I could ever imagine.

He had it in his mind that he was still so in love with Evelyn. That, she was the only one for him…that no one else would be able to love or hold him the way she did.

I didn't deserve this right? I was being compared to a woman who had been dead for a hundred years…and woman who I didn't even know.

And woman who had claimed every part of Jasper's heart and took it with her the day she died.

And that's when I snapped. I felt all my muscles begin to tense from the anger coursing through my body.

Before I even realized what I was doing, I turned back around and in a split second, my hand taking on a mind of its own, I slapped him. And, I got him good.

And it felt amazing.

The look of surprise that flashed across his face was priceless. He looked angry with me…beautiful and tortured.

I couldn't stop there. There was still so much frustration inside of me. While he was too busy staring at me, I lunged at him, the two of us landing on his bed.

"Prove it." I literally growled at him. I had never growled at anyone, ever.

"Elizabeth…" he tried to sit up but I wasn't about to let that happen.

"No." I grabbed a fistful of the shirt he was wearing before pushing him down further into the bed and kept my hand firmly planted against him "I said prove it."

"I don't love you Elizabeth." He said calmly, masking whatever true emotions he was feeling.

I heard what he said but, in my mind, it was like he was saying "I can't love you because I'm still in love with someone else…and I'll never let her go."

With those words, the hugest swell of anger and realization hit me.

First, Jasper was driving me insane both emotionally and physically.

Second, he was completely hung up on his long lost fiancée.

And third, I was insanely and overwhelmingly jealous of said fiancée.

"Oh god help me…" I whispered, pulling my hand away from him and ran it through my hair, trying to make sense of everything.

"What is it?" his eyes softened a bit, practically melting away any anger I had towards him.

He had to be the only man I've ever met who made me want to scream out in frustration one moment to wanting to hold him tightly against me, promising him nothing bad would happen.

And at this very moment, my anger was overpowering any other emotion I was feeling.

"Oh shut up!" I snapped, my hand coming in contact with his face again, trying to get some sort of reaction out of him.

He blinked a few times but that was about it. I wasn't really hurting him. Yet, he was letting me vent my anger towards him in a physical way.

"Elizabeth please." He grabbed my wrists in his hands and held them tightly.

"Please what?"

"Get off of me." He narrowed his eyes at me. He was regaining control of the situation and I didn't like it. This was my time to be mad and upset…

"Or what?" I quirked an eyebrow, leaning down closer to him, placing both my hands on either side of his head. In doing so, it had caused our hands to touch, palm to palm…and the two of us took notice of the instant sparks that were flying through us.

"Because we can't do this. I refuse to do this with you." His words came out of his mouth making me sound like I was some sort of disease.

"And what is that exactly?"

"I don't need to explain to you. You know damn well what you're doing to me."

"Oh, I think you do. Because you know what I see when I look at you…" I leaned even closer to him, until my mouth was right above his ear "I see a coward." I whispered to him.

And maybe a bit of crazy too.

His grip instantly tightened around my wrists. A hold that would have surely shattered my bones if I were human.

In one instant, he regained total control and flipped us over so that he was pinning me down.

"Oh, are you going to show me that you aren't still clinging onto to someone who's been gone for a hundred years Jasper? Go on ahead coward…I dare you to." I was still pushing him…further than ever before.

His eyes suddenly went completely black, almost as if he was becoming a different person…

"Don't you ever call me that again. You stupid bi…" he stopped talking when he raised his hand and glared at me, nothing but pure hatred in his eyes.

For about thirty seconds, we were silent. I watched him, waiting to see what he was going to do. If he was going to hit me, I could handle it. Right?

But, he didn't hit me. He did however lower his hand and placed it around my neck, putting some pressure on it.

"You won't do this to me again Maria. I won't let you…" he pressed a little harder, his hand shaking. Out of anger or fear I wasn't sure.

It was one thing to be compared to his dead lover but, I wasn't about to lay here and let him express his hatred towards the woman who changed him on me…

"Jasper…do I look like Maria?" I grabbed his hand that was still around my neck.

He didn't let me go. He wasn't seeing me anymore. He wasn't even seeing Evelyn anymore.

Oh this was just great.

Knowing I was just a bit stronger than him, I grabbed his hand and twisted it back in a painful looking position just long enough for me to push him off of me, the two of us standing up quickly.

"Say all you want Jasper…but you are afraid of me. Because when you look at me, you see Evelyn, you see Maria…and whatever other woman that's left or screwed you over. And until you learn that I am nothing like them..." I walked over to him, running my hands through those beautiful locks of his before pulling him down to my eye level "I'm going to keep pushing you…"

"You don't scare me Elizabeth." He said coldly.

"And neither do you." I let him go and turned to leave the room.

I hadn't even reached my door when Alice flitted to my side, a strange look on her face.

"Are you alright?" she touched my neck gently. "perhaps I should've intervened?"

"I had it under control." I shrugged.

"Are you sure? I never imagined Jasper would get so aggressive with a woman…it just isn't in his nature."

"Yes, well let's just say he had a momentary lapse of judgment…"

"Elizabeth, please tell me…"

"I can't." I clenched my fists at my sides.

"It had to do with her didn't it?" she asked gently and my eyes snapped back up at her, a flash of shock flashing across my face.

But then I remembered, Jasper and Alice had spent years by themselves and he had probably told her about Evelyn. Luca probably knew too since he could see everyone's past.

I just nodded my head. I couldn't lose it here with Alice. She wasn't who I needed right now.

"Alice, can you do me a favor?"

"Yes, I'll watch Lilly for you. Luca and I will stay in the room with her. Don't worry Elizabeth, it'll all work out." She kissed my cheek before going on her way to find my daughter. I wanted nothing more than to just curl up with my baby, watching her sleep so innocently.

But, I was too upset to be around her right now. And that wasn't fair. She didn't deserve that.

I needed to talk to someone. I needed…I needed my family.

I practically jumped down the stairs where I knew he would be.

"Lizzie…" my brother barely got out before I threw my arms around him, embracing him tightly.

He knew then something was wrong. I used to hug him tightly like this only when I was scared beyond words.

"Lizzie." My brother pulled me away from him so he could see me "what happened?"

I didn't answer him, I just pulled back into his strong embrace.

"I just need my big brother okay?" I felt my entire body shaking against him, everything suddenly catching up to me.

He didn't say anything. I could feel him turn his head, probably to look over at Rosalie, wondering what was going on.

It seems as though I had just experienced and adrenaline rush or something.

The things I said and did to Jasper were things I would've never done to someone. I just wasn't that type of person.

All I wanted to do was keep him pinned down on that bed and let him….I don't know…hold me or something.

But how could that be possible when he was still clinging on to a memory of someone else. A love lost so long ago but yet still so fresh in his mind?

And then he grabbed me…holding me down, and even though I knew it wasn't me he was trying to hurt me, he still did it.

I told him that I wasn't afraid of him. But, in that moment, I was terrified of him. I didn't want him to hurt me…and it pained me so much to know that he had to endure so much pain and suffering that it had turned him into this type of person.

Something or someone made a noise and I gasped lightly, clinging onto my brother even tighter.

"Jesus, Lizzie…" my brother sighed and pulled away again.

He placed both his hands on my face, forcing me to look at him. I couldn't avert his gaze even if I wanted to.

"What did he do to you?" he asked, his face utterly calm and full of concern.

"Who?" my voice was barely above a whisper.

Before he could answer, I heard that noise again and I realized that it was the sound of someone coming down the stairs.

I tried to turn my head so I could see who it was but Emmett wouldn't budge.

"Elizabeth." I winced, he only used my full name when he was getting mad. "tell me what happened or I'll ask him myself."

"I just got a little upset, that's all." I finally said something.

"A little?"

"Okay, a lot. That's it though Emmett I promise." It seemed to work because he dropped his hands from my face and turned me around before he walked away from me.

And he walked straight over to Jasper who was now standing at the bottom of the staircase. On his way, he grabbed a piece of paper and a pen, scribbled something on it and handed it to Jasper.

He held no emotion as he responded to whatever was on that piece of paper. Emmett read it over and a sly smile appeared on his face.

"Lizzie, come." He called me, a hint of amusement in his voice. I walked as slowly as I could before I reached the two of them.

Being in such proximity to Jasper so soon was extremely difficult.

"Now, would you mind telling me why you basically manhandled Jasper?" he held back his laughter.

"I um…I…what?" I shook my head.

"Like I said Emmett, it was all my fault…" Jasper stepped a bit closer to us "I should've never come on to her so strongly. It was uncalled for and very rude, and I hope that you can forgive me Elizabeth?"

"Sure." I mumbled when Emmett nudged me. Oh, this was just perfect. He had just sweet talked his way into my brother's good graces.

Him and his stupid, perfect Southern hospitality.

"Way to go Lizzie, I didn't know you had it in you!" Emmett wrapped an arm around my shoulder and laughed.

"Yea, me either."

"It's okay Lizzie, there was no need for you to be scared…Jasper is just a guy, he wasn't going to hurt you…he's just attracted to you." He teased me "ah, my little sister…can't keep them off of you can you?"

I couldn't believe this. My brother was standing here teasing me like I was a little kid with a crush on his best friend.

"Yea, thanks Emmett." I nudged him in the side, getting him away from me.

"I tell you." He shook his head and walked away from me, back to Rosalie.

I turned my attention back to the person standing in front of me.

"May I see that?" I pointed towards the paper and he handed it to me.

I quickly wrote on it and handed it back to him as I made my past him and up the stairs.

I stand corrected. I don't just see a coward. I see a liar…

I heard him crumple the paper, a small hiss escaping those lips of his before he started up the stairs right behind me.

When I reached the top step, I stopped and turned around to speak to him.

"This isn't over is it?" He grabbed my arm before I opened my mouth.

"You're damn right this isn't over…"I shook out of his grasp and walked away.

If he thought he could say and do all those things to me and just go about like nothing had happened, he was in for a rude awakening.

If I had been able to get past what Edward had done to me, then he sure as hell was going to have to learn to move on from everything.

Because, in his mind, he and I together would be the ultimate sin.

A sin because he was 'claimed' by another woman.

Oh, this was far from over.

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