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Frozen in the place I hide
Not afraid to paint my sky with
Some who say I've lost my mind
Brother try and hot to find
You were always so far away
I know that pain so don't you run away
Like you used to
Brother by Alice in Chains
~10 months later~
Edward's POV:
The taxi pulled down a dirt road. The only thing I could see was fields and pastures filled with cows and horses. There's only a couple of mailboxes and they were pretty far away from each other. Every house had a long, curving drive.
"Here was are," The man driving the taxi said, looking at me in the rear-view mirror. He turned down what seemed to me to be another dirt road.
"This is the road we've been looking for?" I asked. He chuckled.
"No, this is the drive way to your brothers house. You're not from around here, are you?" He smiled. He spoke with a southern draw.
"No. I've lived in the city all my life. I'm from Chicago."
"That's right." He nodded. "I remember you telling me that now. But just wait, you'll see the house in no time. How long did you say you were staying with your brother and his family?"
"A month."
More pastures with white wood fences were on either side of the drive way. To the left was a bunch of horses, and to the right was a herd of cows. Two guys were in the cow pasture, one on a black horse and the other was sitting on the fence. Both people had on jeans, red, long sleeved flannel shirts and a cowboy hat. Whoever was on the horse was moving the cows with the horse. It was the weirdest thing I've ever seen. He would run the horse to one side and the cows would walk away from it. He would get all the cows to on corner of the pasture, then let them go, then take them to the other corner. He didn't seem to notice that we were pulling in, but the man on the fence noticed us.
Finally, we reached the end of the drive and a small ranch house. The cow pasture was farther from the house than the horse pasture, but it was close enough that I could here the two guys talking to each other.
"Jasper!" The man on the fence whistled loudly. "Come on now, leave the cows alone! You have company!"
"What?" The guy on the horse looked up at the man on the fence, then looked at me as I got out of the cab, pushed his cowboy hat up and smiled. He waved. "Edward!"
I waved back and smiled. Was that really Jasper? He rode the horse over to the man on the fence, jumped off, handed the reins to the man, jumped over the fence and jogged towards me. Sure enough, it was Jasper.
"Edward!" He smiled, and when he came up to me, we hugged and I tackled him to the ground. We laughed and wrestled on the grass. The taxi driver chuckled, got out and got my bags out of the trunk. "I can't believe you're really here!"
"I know dude!" I laughed. We let go of each other and helped each other up to our feet.
Just like when we had to say goodbye, we didn't really know what to say now that we saw each other for the first time in ten months.
"Dude, you really," I looked him up and down. "Changed."
"I know," He nodded. "You don't look to different though."
"I guess not." I smiled and shrugged. But then I pulled my brow together. "Wait, say something."
"Um, what?" He asked, his brow pulling together now.
"You've got a southern draw!"
"I guess I just picked it up." He shrugged, still smiling. He looked over at the man who was sitting on fence. He was now walking over towards us, with the horse.
"I hate to break up this wonderful reunion," The taxi drive said. He sat my bags on the ground. "But I have to get going."
"Thank you for bringing him," The man said. Jasper took the horse, and the man pulled his wallet out and handed the taxi driver a few bills.
"Wait, I have money for him." I said. I went to pull my wallet out, filled with money and emergency credit cards my foster parents gave me for this trip, but the man just smiled, held up his hand and shook his head.
"Don't worry about it. I got this one."
He payed the taxi driver, and Jasper stroked the horses neck.
"This is Thunder. You can pet him if you want." He said. I gently ran my finger tips down the animals neck. "He's one of my horses."
"So," The man turned to Jasper and I as the taxi drove down the drive way. He stuck his hand out to me to shake. "You must be Edward. We've heard a lot about you."
"It's nice to meet you." I said as I shook his hand. He took the horse from Jasper.
"J, why don't you take your brother inside and help him get settled in. I'll take care of Thunder and be in soon."
"Yes sir!" Jasper smiled. We grabbed my bags and Jasper led me up to the house. "That's my Dad. You'll meet my Mom inside."
"You call them Mom and Dad?" I asked.
"Well, they did adopted me." He said quietly. "My name's Jasper Whitlock now."
I nodded, and he opened the door to the house. We entered the living room, with a big couch, a recliner chair, a coffee and a T.V. It wasn't to fancy, cream colored carpets and white walls decorated with pictures. Jasper sat my bags by the door, and headed to the left. An arch lead to a room with a small wooden table and I assumed it was a kitchen. Jasper walked under this arch and I followed. I was right, it was the kitchen. The kitchen had a rustic look and feel to it with it's horse themed decor. A lady, about the same age as the man, was wiping her hands on a towel by the sink, smiling at Jasper and I.
"Mom, Edward's finally here!" Jasper smiled. The lady walked up to us.
"I see that," She smiled, hugged me, then stood at Jasper's side and held his hand. "I'm glad we finally get to meet you, Edward. Jasper's told us so much about you."
"That's what Dad said." Jasper chuckled.
"Jasper, why don't you take Edward to your room? Go help him get settled in baby boy." She patted his back and he nodded and walked out of the kitchen. I followed.
We picked up our bags and he led me to the right down a hall with hardwood floors. Wooden doors painted white were hiding rooms down the hall. Just like in the living room, pictures covered the walls. I could tell that most were of horses and almost all of them had Jasper in them. Finally Jasper pushed a door open and we entered his room.
His room had hardwood floors and his walls were painted blue. Posters and pictures hung on the wall by push-pins. The posters had people riding horses with sand being kicked up behind them, and the pictures were a combination of the pictures we had from our true Mom and Dad, Carlisle and Esme, and Jasper with some man in a cowboy hat or him with a horse. Two twin-sized beds sat on either side of the room, the bed farthest from the door had Jasper's pillowcase on it. On his dresser sat two cowboy hats and a baseball cap. He took the hat he was wearing now and sat it on the dresser.
"So, your life has really changed hasn't it?" I asked as we both sat my bags down.
Jasper paused, stood up strait and put his hands on his hips and looked down at his boots. He was quiet for about ten seconds, then he looked up at me.
"It has changed. A whole lot." He said quietly, then clapped his hands and rubbed them together as he smiled. "I cleared out two dresser drawers for you to put your clothes in, and that bed over there is for you."
"You guys didn't have to get me bed," I said, surprised that they were so prepared for my stay. "I was just expecting an air mattress."
"You're staying for a month, dude! We couldn't let you sleep on an old air mattress!" Jasper laughed. "That was actually given to us. Some guy my Dad knows was moving to a smaller house and that was in his guest room. He was offered it two weeks ago, and he put it in here for you."
We started to unpack my bags and put my clothes in the dresser and Jasper told me about the posters and pictures of him with the other people in cowboy hats. They were horse trainers, famous in the horse world. They were holding training clinics and his parents took him to whatever ones he wanted to see, and even had a chance to meet and talk to the trainers. Then he smiled at me.
"I'm so glad we finally arranged this! It'll be like we never got split up!"
"I know," I smiled back. "We have a lot of catching up to do!"