0. . .oO•.o. A Child is Born .o.•Oo. . .0
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A/N: New chapter here everyone, and it's one of my longest! A little treat for you all in this chapter; it's Jasper's POV! Thank you so much for all your follows/favourites/reviews; here's Chapter Twenty One.
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0. . .oO•.o. A Child is Born .o.•Oo. . .0
CHAPTER 21 - I Never Think...
Jasper's POV
"You can start, Jazzy," Luna tells me with a wicked grin.
"Oh the honour..." I begin dramatically.
"...is all high and great," Luna giggles, finishing my sentence. Oh god, how I love that laugh of hers.
"Shush, you," I give her a playful nudge. For some reason, besides Emmett, Luna is the only other person I can completely unwind around. If I'm being honest with myself, being around Luna is as easy as breathing.
"When you're both ready, that is," Carlisle says, showing his amusement of our friendly banter.
"Of course," I compose myself, clearing my throat before he begins.
"As you all are aware, I was born in Texas in the year of 1841. When I was five years old, a family...a very odd family, moved into the house across the land from mine. They only had the one child and, from thinking back now, there were no shared similarities between the child and the parents," I recall in thought.
From what I can remember, Luna's "father" was average built and had light brown hair cropped short. Her "mother", all I can remember, is her long, curly, brilliant orange hair - it looked like fire.
"The child was a little two year old girl named Luna," Everyone's eyes grow wide.
"You grew up together," Esmé states, piecing the puzzle together.
"Yes, we did," Luna answers instead, smiling radiantly. From the corner of my eye, I see Carlisle frown at our revelation. He feels envious because I got to grow up alongside Luna, his daughter, most of my human life. He didn't have the opportunity to do so; that chance was snatched from him.
"You told us you couldn't remember most of your human life, Jasper," says Edward, with a frown.
"And I wasn't lying. I truly could not remember much but I could remember her voice. I just couldn't put a name or face to it until Luna came along today," I admit. Luna turns her hand around on top of my hand, entwining her fingers with mine. I turn my head towards her slightly, a smirk appearing on my lips.
Having her hand held securely in mine brought a whole other set of emotions to me. I feel warm and as if butterflies are fluttering gently around my stomach.
"You remember a lot now, and apparently your emotions, and my voice, all connected to your memories of me," Luna says softly.
"Yes they were, ma'am," I reply, my Tennessee accent coming to the surface. A spike of lust suddenly comes from Luna's direction, and it takes a lot to not physically show or react to how it makes me feel in return. Does she like me? In that way, I mean.
"Could you share some memories with us of when you were younger?" Carlisle asks us both, desperation underlining his tone.
"Yes I'd love to, and I'm sure Jazzy wouldn't mind either," Luna says, answering for me as well as herself.
"Can I start, Luna?" I ask, suddenly all excited. I just thought of a memory of the both of us when were younger.
"Fine," she huffs, regretting her decision instantly.
"One time during the summer, when I was around fourteen and Luna here was still twelve, my parents allowed us to go see the horses in our family stables..." I begin my tale.
"Jasper Hadrian Whitlock, you shut up right now," She orders dangerously. Christ she's getting pissed - she used my full name! Nobody knew my full name...up until now, of course.
I remove my hand from Luna's and run to the other side of the room, behind the sofa, but not before blocking my thoughts and not making any decisions about what to do next as Edward and Alice are hear. "No chance," I chuckle. "So we were running around playing chase, when Luna here decides to not look where she is going and falls face first to the ground..."
Standing up, Luna chases after me around the room, avoiding everyone and everything as we go by. "Jasper, don't you fucking dare!" She shouts at me. But I ignore her warnings.
"It was only her luck that she face-planted a huge pile of horse manure; she was stinking for days!" I yell out to the others as I race off, out of the house and into the woods, with Luna close on my trail.
"I'm going to kill you for that, Jasper!" Luna screams at me, the sound of Esmé's and Carlisle's laughter mixed with mine still drowning my ears.
We didn't run for long as I was going to before I come to a halt. I turn to look at Luna with a happy grin on my face.
"What the hell, Jasper? Why did you have to go and embarrass me like that?" She asks me; anger, and humiliation is radiating off her.
My expression quickly changes upon seeing Luna's face. "I'm sorry, Luna. I didn't realise it would upset you," I apologise, guilt building up in me. God, why did I even say all of that to them in the first place?
"That's because you didn't think. You never think," Now she is on a roll. "You don't think when you say things to others. You didn't think when you decided to leave your friends and family behind to join the army underage. You didn't think about how we were all worried sick about you when you didn't get in contact! You never bloody thought about how I felt when I found out that you'd gone missing!" she screams. My stomach drops as she is suddenly throwing everything from our past at me. "You never thought once about how you leaving would affect me," she whispers. Those words hit me harder than anything that I have experienced. I've hurt my Luna; my best friend, my...is she more than just a friend to me?
She doesn't even stay more than a few seconds once she says that. Luna turns around swiftly and runs away from me in the other direction; I can feel the anger, the pain, and the heartbreak. She doesn't look back; she just continues her speedy pace, only pushing her stride harder to go faster as she senses that I have, indeed, taken off after her hastily.
"Luna, wait!" I shout, but she doesn't acknowledge my call. Luna just continues to run away from me, never glancing back.
I suddenly bring myself to a standstill as she crosses an invisible line, leaving me here. Today of all days, I wish there was no agreement, a 'contract', if could call it that. But no, the treaty is forever in place, and will continue to stay that way.
Luna, my darling Luna, has crossed in to Quileute territory, the land of the wolves.
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