Author's Note - A bit of a change up with this chapter, which I think I will continue with until I reach the end of this fic in about 2-3 chapters. I wanted to convey both POVs, so we have Bella and Jasper's. Also once again thank you Aly! You are a great person to catch my mistakes, give me ideas and help me write a better story.
Warning - Soft M Material
(Bella POV)
I'm not sure how we managed it, but our positions in the passenger seat of my truck changed. In a matter of minutes we went from Jasper embracing me with his strong hold to our newer more intimate arrangement where my boyfriend had taken my spot in the seat and I sat straddling his lap. During the course of him comforting me with his calming kisses the level of intensity between us boiled over and mouth against mine had become more fevered. Before long our hands were finding areas of each others' bodies to caress along with our lips.
It almost seemed like second nature to me now. Jasper's body was still an enigma to my recently removed virginal status, but we'd had sex twice and had done some other things along the way. It all seemed pretty cut and dry, the sex. Jasper was educated in it and I was not, but he helped me through it all and I did hope one day to find the ability in me to not just lay there and experience what he gave. I wanted to reciprocate, but wasn't exactly sure how.
A thought came to me suddenly. I had tried on one other occasion to use my hands to stroke a certain part of Jasper's body, but he had stopped me before I was able to progress very far with my less than pure desire to touch that area of him. I wanted to try again. The last time had been outside Angela's house inside the Porsche, when I was still very much a virgin. A lot had changed since then … perhaps Jasper wouldn't be so opposed to me fumbling my way through a sexual experience that was all about him for once.
We were still locked in our passionate display for each other to the point where one of Jasper's hands had reached underneath my T Shirt and bra and grazed the bottom of my breast. I sighed at the feel of the cold touch and thought it was now or never to make my move. My arms were placed around his neck, so that I was able to bring my mouth in closer to kiss him there. I quickly moved them away hoping that Jasper would be too locked in his emotions to notice. At first my instincts were right, he was deeply involved in feeling the whole of my breast to even sense that one of my hands was loosening his belt while the other reached underneath the material of his jeans. But, when my grasp eventually found what I was searching for, Jasper froze. His hands halted on me and then he removed them all together.
"Bella, please …" He hesitated, probably wondering how he could tell me to stop without hurting my feelings.
"Did I do something wrong?" I asked, pulling my hand away with feelings of hurt and embarrassment washing over me.
"No, please don't think I reacted that way, because I didn't want it. The sensation was … nice. The warmth of your touch is something I enjoy very much. I'm sure you know by what you felt that I appreciated the feel of your hand there, but it was enough of a jolt to make me realize that we are both on the side of the road right now, visible to traffic and most importantly law enforcement. Let's not take this someplace that will most likely lead to a situation that cannot be explained away. Two naked people on top of each other is indecent exposure." Jasper explained, his hands coming to take mine.
"Couldn't you just confuse a cop with your Jasper mojo?" I pleaded half-heartedly, knowing he was right, but not wanting to give up on the chance to experience the feel of him again, to give him something that was solely from me.
"Would you feel the same way if the person coming to check up on us was Charlie? We are close to Forks, you know. Besides, we can't waste anymore time. As much as I enjoyed that brief sensation of your hand on me … it's something that will have to wait."
I cringed at the mention of Charlie, "Ew … why did you bring up my dad?" I said, the feelings of sexual desire draining in an instant from my body.
"For that reason right there." He laughed, "You are no longer emoting sexual energy towards me and that will most likely keep me from letting you continue with your little detour into my pants, because you know I did enjoy it. We just have to think straight. We have to get to your house before too much time passes us by."
Jasper was now lifting me with his hands, so that he was able to move back over to the driver's side and then he gently placed me back down in the passenger seat. "Tease," I shot at him, but my tone was sarcastic.
I was glad that even in our stressful circumstances my ability to feign snark was still in tact. Jasper made a noise like he didn't think I was funny and then started the engine, "Tease, huh. I think you have it mixed up, Miss Swan. You are not the one having to ignore an annoying pain right now."
I was incredulous, "Pain, but you're a vampire? I didn't think not going all the way with me would effect you the same way ..." My voice was faltering under the realization of what I was actually saying … sex or no sex, I was still a prude.
And as far as I knew Jasper was too, well maybe that wasn't the correct term for it. He certainly wasn't shy about sex. It had more to do with the time era he was originally from. Jasper was a gentleman and here he was discussing blue balls with me. My already red checks flamed even brighter at the thought.
"Bella, there is no need to be embarrassed. Aren't we beyond that after everything we've been through together? Besides, didn't my brother explain this to you already?" He was driving again and his eyes were focused on the road, but I noticed a smirk on his lips … he was actually enjoying this.
"You can't keep me from being who I am. I get nervous talking about things like … like … well, you know." I covered my face with my hands and shook my head, but Jasper only chuckled at my uncomfortable state, so I decided to just attack the subject head on, "Edward never spoke to me about stuff like that. Sex … sex and the anatomy of a vampire weren't subjects he brought up much if at all. Jasper, he couldn't even kiss me with an open mouth. He was too afraid his teeth would pierce my skin or the venom on his tongue would be swallowed by me. He wasn't sure of anything involving sex with me, so he avoided it."
Jasper was quiet as he contemplated my revelation and then after a few minutes went by he shook his head in a disapproving way, "Bella, I don't mean to sound uncaring or impolite, but Edward was a fool."
"Eh … What?"
"Bella, it was a well known fact to me, because of my history being around vampires who abused humans, that any amount of venom inside you would do nothing. It has to enter the blood stream for a transformation to take place and even then it would have to be a large amount. For example, what I gave you each time we made love wouldn't be enough. If he had only taken the time to talk with me about this subject then his unbearable struggle to not have sex with you could have been avoided … such a waste."
Jasper tried to hold back his annoyance, but I could hear it in his voice and a part of me, even if it was a small part, wanted to disagree and defend Edward, "Well, he was also afraid of breaking my bones or killing me during the act."
I saw his eyes dart tenderly towards mine and then back again, "I'm sorry, Bella. I didn't mean to trash Edward's name. I can understand his concerns, but if it had been me, I wouldn't have wasted a moment with you. I'm not like that."
"I know." I whispered, "You aren't and I appreciate that." I placed my hand on his shoulder and Jasper briefly smiled in my direction before bringing the truck to a stop.
"We're here." He announced and it was then that I noticed the familiar landscape of Charlie's house … my home.
I hadn't been back to this place since leaving Forks the night I broke up with Jasper. Charlie and I had talked on the phone and he occasionally visited me on campus, but coming back home was too painful for me to even think of. There was just so much association with loss for me here. Loss of Edward, Alice , and Jasper. Now I was back and unannounced. I knew Charlie was home, because his cruiser was out front and I had no doubt he had heard the rumble of my truck. Crap. Was I ready for this?
"Let me talk to him first. I have a few things to say." Jasper placed a hand over my seatbelt, indicating that I should stay in my seat.
I gave him a confused look. Why did he want to talk to Charlie without me? Was he trying to start a fight?
"Trust me." He replied and it was then I remembered telling Jasper that I would do just that, right after explaining that I wouldn't do everything he told me to, but at this moment I didn't feel the need to cause unnecessary conflict.
"Okay, I trust you."
Before exiting the truck, Jasper leaned over and his lips gently kissed mine. Then I sat and watched as he moved towards the front door of the house and knocked. Nervousness rocked me. This whole situation just did not make sense … Jasper and my dad alone. My mind couldn't think of anything positive coming out of this, but maybe I doubted Jasper's ability too much. I remembered how he had calmed my dad the day going to a counselor was brought up. He even made Charlie act a bit giddy after I said I would submit to his request. Maybe my vampire boyfriend was planning on doing something similar. Still, why couldn't I have been there? I sulked, knowing I was acting like a child, but at the same time feeling like I was being treated like one by Jasper.
It didn't take long for Charlie to answer. I could only assume he had been peering from behind the drapes of the front window and was just as anxious as I was to know why Jasper approached his house and left me behind. I held my breath as I watched an exchange between the two of them that looked a bit heated at first, but sobered suddenly after a minute or so. I saw my dad's eyes find mine through the darkness and I picked up on the worry in them. Jasper then handed him his cell phone and Charlie briefly talked with someone before handing it back to its owner. I let out another irritated breath.
What the hell was going on?
(Jasper POV)
As I was kissing Bella goodbye, knowing that it would probably be my last until the Sam situation was dealt with, I tried to remain as unwavering as possible. I needed to follow through with my plan. I had no choice. It was the only way I could keep her out of harms way. Although, it was difficult to ignore the pangs of guilt tugging at my conscience.
Please, forgive me, Bella.
I relished that feel of her soft full lips on mine. They were so unlike Alice's and while I never would wonder which experience was better, I would admit that kissing Bella was one of my more favorite parts of foreplay with her. It was such a chaste form of expressing love, but for me it was the most intimate reveal from the girl. I could taste so much of her from just one kiss.
I pulled my mouth away from hers after a short time, not wanting to give Charlie a reason to barge out and exclaim his disapproval of my actions. I was already aware that he was eyeing us from inside the house and seething irritation. The kiss I gave his daughter only inflamed that emotion. Yet, I had to say my goodbye to Bella. I had hope that our situation could be resolved peacefully, but I did not know for sure. So, my kiss was essentially saying goodbye … goodbye for now.
Bella sent me an encouraging smile as I exited the truck, but I knew better. She was none too happy with my choice to speak with her father alone. I had to though. It was the only way for me to set into motion my idea for keeping Bella with Charlie. If she was near enough to hear my distortion of the truth, I knew the spitfire inside her would emerge and call me out on my lie. I couldn't allow that. As I walked towards the house I kept reminding myself of this, hoping my guilt would wash away each time I recited the reason behind the lie. Eventually, my feet brought me to the front door and I reached out a hand to knock. Bella's father had been watching from the large front window, a cold stare fixated on me, and it did not take him long to move from his potion there to the door once I knocked. The man swung it open, a look of disgust now covering his face. He did not even try to fake it with the pleasantries of a greeting.
He simply huffed, "What are you doing here and why is Bella still in her truck. I thought you two had … called if off."
He wasn't sure how to word the last part of his sentence. Only Bella, Jacob and I were truly aware of the intimacy I had shared with the human girl. Charlie could only guess that we had been close, but not enough to sustain a long distance friendship.
"I came here on your daughter's behalf. Something occurred tonight that I believe you will want to know about. Bella would have told you herself, but the situation is a bit embarrassing for a father-daughter chat." I spoke in a measured voice, trying to create an air of tranquility with my ability.
Charlie hardly seemed phased by it and continued on with his tough cop bravado, "You don't say. So, Bella felt it necessary to send a messenger that just happens to be someone she hasn't talked with in months. I doubt it. What's going on, Jasper?"
He pointed a finger at me rather accusingly, but I tried not to let it bother me, "Earlier tonight, Bella went out with some friends. Angela and Ben were there and another boy. He was one of her classmates and he managed to slip your daughter a date rape drug. Thankfully, I had come up that day to visit Bella and was able to intercept him before anything occurred, but Bella refused to see a doctor or file a report until she saw you."
I suddenly felt a burst of fatherly love spring forth from the man in front of me as my words sunk in. His girl had almost been raped. He wouldn't waste anymore time on trivial arguments with me after a revelation like that, but just to solidify the plan, I pulled out my cell and called Angela. She could give a second hand account making Bella unable of refuting my claim without looking like a liar herself. I only hoped Angela answered. Thankfully she did and as I listened to her make the extent of her night out with Bella at the café and then the events that occurred afterwards clear to Charlie, I was pleased with what she said. Everything was falling into place. I only had Bella's anger at my betrayal to deal with now. I hoped she would be able to understand. I didn't like that it had to be this way, but I simply could not let her be there with me.
Charlie didn't even bother to thank me or give any indication at all that he knew I existed anymore. Everything in the world disappeared except for his little girl who had almost been taken advantage of by another man. He raced to her truck and I knew my work was done. I quickly sent Bella an aching look, but of course she was not able to see me through the force of the hug her father now had her in, and so I headed on my way. If I was lucky the next few hours for Bella would be spent inside the Fork's police station while her father contacted men in uniform from Seattle. It would be inconceivable for Charlie to let the fool who tried to rape the sheriff's daughter go unpunished. And best of all he would not let the girl out of his site. Not after learning this.
I slinked off into the trees surrounding Bella's home and after I was a few paces away, where I knew my actions would not be seen, I began running at my normal vampire rate. Although, I did slow down a bit when I decided to call Carlisle and find out what he knew about everything that was going on. I wasn't sure if my family was aware yet about Sam. I mentally chided myself for not having called them sooner. My whole mindset up until then had been fully focused on getting Bella to safety. Now that this was accomplished, I could get to what was next in line of importance … my family.
"Jasper?" Carlisle's calm voice answered.
"Yes, it me." I replied, "I'm on my way home. I just wanted to make you aware what Bella told me tonight about Sam and the real reason Alice and Edward died. Sam killed them, because of our involvement with Bella and now, because of my relationship with Bella our family may be in danger."
(Bella POV)
This was ridiculous. Here I was trapped in this station while my father filed police forms and demanded action from other officers over the phone and I could do absolutely nothing about it. Jasper had made it very certain that Charlie wouldn't leave my side. He hadn't right out lied. He had twisted the truth which made escaping my situation all the more impossible. I felt hurt and frustrated with Jasper's betrayal, but what angered me the most was the manipulation of people … Jasper using Charlie's emotions for me and mine for my dad. I wouldn't put him in any danger and he wouldn't let anyone get away with almost putting my life—or virginity as far as Charlie knew— in danger. I had no escape.
"No! I want something done tonight! Go get that boy!" I listened to Charlie bellow into the receiver of the phone which was promptly followed by the loud repetitive thud of a fist hitting his desk multiple times.
I sighed, but then jerked upright in the uncomfortable plastic chair I was slouching in when I heard my phone's ringer go off. I pulled it out of my purse and saw that Angela was calling.
I had to admit that I was glad to have someone to talk to instead of spending my time worrying about Jasper and the fate of his family, but at the same time the little spec of hope in me that it was Jasper calling with information fizzled when I saw who it was on caller ID.
"What?" I snapped, not really intending to sound so harsh, but unable to hide my frustration with everything going on.
"Whoa … why so angry? I was hoping that making up with Jasper would have pulled you out of this grumpy slash depressed state you've been in for months." Angela half-joked.
I groaned, "Ugh … if only you knew."
But, then after saying these words I wondered … I wondered if maybe Angela would be able to help me. Maybe I wouldn't have to tell her everything, leave out some parts of the story like mythical creatures and such, but give her just enough information to get her to agree to break me from this place. I needed to get to Jasper and Angela might be my only hope. "Hey, how far are you from the Fork's police station?" I asked.
"Um, not far. I'm home right now, got here a few hours ago. I wasn't planning on going anywhere tonight, but what did you have in mind? What's at the station?" She asked.
"Me! And I need you to bust me out. My dad is acting extremely over-protective since you and Jasper tattled on Daniel drugging me." I tired not to make my voice sound accusatory, but failed miserably.
"I'm sorry. I didn't realize that was confidential." She sounded a bit taken aback.
I sighed, "No, don't apologize … you didn't do anything wrong. Jasper was just using you to make it impossible for me to be with him tonight. The damn fool thinks he's protecting me and by telling Charlie about Daniel I am now stuck as my dad's prisoner and I need you to break me out."
"Oh …" She paused sounding lost in thought and when she spoke again Angela made sure to word her response carefully, "Does Jasper wanting you away from him tonight have anything to do with the Cullens and the Quileute werewolves?"
At first I wasn't sure if I heard her correctly. My ears must have been playing tricks on me. "What?" I asked.
Another long pause from Angela followed, which only made me think the worst, but eventually she replied with an answer that shocked me to the core, "Bella, I know. I've known for a long time. So, stop beating around the bush, cut the crap, and tell me what I can do to help."
