Summary: She was supposed to be dead. He witnessed her death.
He was supposed to be dead. She witnessed his death.
So how are both of them alive if the other one saw them die?
Why does their creator want them back?
My mate meets us after school near our cars, her leather jacket slung over her shoulder. I slowly walk over to her, ignoring the humans watching us. I kiss her hard, tasting her strawberry lip gloss.
"Hi." She says after we break away from each other, our noses rub together. "Hi, Darlin." She bites her lip. "Do you want to meet our parents?" My mate nods eagerly. "Yeah, I do, I want to meet the people who took my strong Major into their family." Her hand traces my jawline as her eyes drink in my face. "How did you get away from her?" She asks me in a quiet voice. That's the question on both our minds all afternoon. "Ah, that's a question to be answered at home, come on." I grab her hand and we walk out of the gates to the forest then run at vampire speed to my house.
We beat my siblings home and we kiss on the porch until the horn of Edward's car startles us, I growl at him. "Asshole." I mutter, carrying my mate into the house where our parents, Carlisle and Esme, are waiting. I sit with my mate on my lap, her head under my chin, her fingers laced with mine.
"Always." She says. I kiss her gently. "Always." I repeat. A pillow hits us in the face. My mate growls. "Easy Darlin, it's just a pillow." Purring, I pull her closer.
"Jasper, who's your friend?" Carlisle asks. My mate looks at Carlisle. "Shouldn't have said that, Carlisle." I tell him. My mate gets off my lap and walks up to Carlisle, slowly taking off her jacket, revealing her arms that make me angry. "I'll have you know that I'm not 'Jaspers friend', I'm his mate, whom he thought he witness die at our creator's hand and vice versa, and I've been trained by the best, so if you or any of your," she pauses, licking her red top lip. "coven attack me, you'll be a few limbs short before Jasper has time to stop me, is that understood, Dr Cullen?" Carlisle looks astonished. "Understood." He says. My mate claps her hands before walking back to me, sitting back in my lap. Carlisle looks at us. "What is your name, if you want to share it?" My mate looks at me. I nod.
"Isabella, but unless you want to be searching for a missing limb, you'll call me Bella, only Major calls me Isabella, so did Maria." Bella shivers as she says our creator's name, her fingers unconsciously tracing the scars on her arms.
Carlisle smiles. "Well, Bella, my name is Carlisle, and this lovely vampire next to me is Esme, my mate." Bella nods curtly. "Thank you for taking in Jasper, but I think you should hear my story, or at least my vampire story." Bella says. I sigh. "Darlin, you don't have to tell them if you're not ready." Bella smiles at me. "No, you need to know what happened that day, Jazz, I'm going insane keeping it inside."
I sigh, this won't be easy for any of my family to hear.