So I've sort of used this scene before in another story, but it has a different undertone here.
"You went too far." Peter whispered to Bella before kissing her hand.
"Sorry, I was just having so much fun that I didn't even notice the pain." Bella said with false modesty.
"Oh, let me see them." Esme walked over to the pair and looked at Bella's hands. Her knuckles were swollen. "Carlisle, can you come here and check on Bella's hands? It looks like she may have damaged them." I glanced towards the stairs and sure enough Carlisle appeared a moment later, a concerned look on his face. He walked up to Bella with his small first aid kit by his side. Bella held out her hands for him to examine.
"Your cold skin feels so good." Bella whispered and Carlisle tensed up.
"I'll get you an ice-pack, dear." Esme said while walking towards the kitchen. She was completely oblivious to her husband's reaction. Peter started sulking, but he didn't say anything.
"It looks like you banged them up pretty well, but no broken bones that I can feel." He looked closer at them and I saw his eyes linger on one of the scars Peter had given her. "A good icing should do the trick. Just try not to hit so hard next time, or at least wear proper hand protection."
"Thanks, Carlisle, and my knees?" She brushed her hand up her leg in a seductive motion that only Peter, Carlisle, and I saw. Carlisle hesitated to touch her leg, but finally he prodded her kneecap lightly. She flinched and he moved his hand back quickly.
"They seem to be in similar shape. An icing should do the trick." He said just as Esme came back with an ice-pack.
"Alright, thanks again." Bella gave him a stunning smile and he backed away slightly, letting Esme help her with the ice-pack.
She chatted idly with Esme for an hour, with Peter and me watching her the whole time. Finally Esme left to start Bella's dinner. I reached for the remote and turned on the tv, blaring the stereo. I glared at Peter when he stood up from the couch while holding Bella's hand, trying to get her away from me. He let go of her hand and sat back down. I took the seat on her other side.
"Stop teasing Carlisle." I growled in her ear so she could hear me over the tv.
"Oh, Jasper…" She moaned slightly. "Is it really considered teasing if I have every intention to go through with it?" Bella said back, leaning against me and placing her hand on my thigh. I moved away from her slightly, hating her touch. Ever since I had made the mental connection between her and Maria any lust I had for her was completely destroyed.
"He's a good man and doesn't need you to fuck up his life."
"We were all good once. Why should he be exempt from corruption?"
"I should kill you right now." I grabbed her throat. I knew I should squeeze, strangle the breath out of her, but I also knew I shouldn't kill, even if it was someone as insane as her.
"Did you forget already, Jasper? I'm this way because of you- because you created a monster, a murderer who stole me away from my room with pink walls when I was just fourteen years old. Because of you I never got to see my mother again, I never got to tell her I love her again, I never had a boyfriend, got to go to prom, or any of those things girls were supposed to do." Peter's guilt was almost crippling, but I couldn't bring myself to feel the same. "I'm the victim, and you're just another monster who wants to fuck and kill me."
What do you think of Carlisle's reactions to Bella? Of Bella's last line?
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