As we ascended the stairway, I could not help but admire the view in front of me. The grand spiraling stair case wound around an ornate marble column. Jasper seemed at home in this setting, his own marble like appearance fitting right in. He was abnormally gorgeous; the whole family was. I didn't mind but it was a little intimidating at times to be surrounded by such beauty.
I reveled in the chance to have more alone time with Jasper, but I was sad that I had to leave his family so fast. I don't know why it is that I feel like this is all so familiar.
As we reached the top of the stairs I instantly flashed back to another dream/vision from last night. I remember this hallway, it was too spectacular to be forgotten easily. The love torn room plain in sight. I knew from my vision that it belonged to Emmett and Rosalie, though it wasn't hard to guess.
They appeared to have an extremely passionate relationship. I wasn't disturbed by it like it seemed the others were. I rather appreciated their dedication to each other. It was beautiful. I'd never had a true relationship to call my own, but my friends were always on a new fling. It was always just that though… a fling. Emmett and Rosalie seemed different; like they had that fling passion in a more lasting respect.
"I'm going to go off on a limb here and assume that this is Emmett and Rosalie's room." I smirked sporting a cautious face. I wasn't quite sure of Jasper's relationship to his family. They seemed well bonded, especially with Edward and Emmett. I just couldn't help but feel like I was missing something that kept him there.
"And you would be correct Darlin'. I suppose they are not very discreet with the nature of their relationship as they could be." He offered.
I shared my thoughts, I hoped that I wasn't being too forward. "No, they are not, but I don't blame or judge them. I think that it's perfect for them. They seem perfect for each other, a good deal of balancing between them."
He laughed in a cautious agreement as he guided me down the spectacular hallway. I hadn't had time to make sense of the rest of my vision and I was running out of time to do so. I was so distracted by his beauty that it seemed hard to focus. The overwhelming calm I had felt since entering the house wasn't helping either.
As we entered the last room at the end of the hall, he made a quick motion at the bed that was almost impossible to detect. I could only assume it was the "survival kit" Edward had mentioned, perhaps an inside joke of theirs.
"This is my room, and through that door is my office and the other is a walk-in closet." He stated. It was just as it had been in my vision, I don't know why I was surprised. I closely examined the room trying to learn more about this mysterious creature. I followed what I knew best…fashion. I made my way to his closet. You can learn a lot about a man by how he dresses I have come to learn.
I ran my hand over the delicate silks of his shirts and the rough leather of several pairs of boots all perfectly arranged. The closet was immaculate. I was a freak when it came to a lot of things, but closet organization was my Achilles Heel. It was impossible…but I wouldn't have changed a single thing in this closet. It was almost as if I had arranged it myself. There was a separate door towards the back of the closet. I tried the handle, but it was locked. I had to admit I was a little upset, I liked the idea of a walk-in-closet extension.
I practically danced as I exited my haven. I saw that Jasper was perched on the very edge of the perfectly made bed. The whole room sported a very balanced motif; it wasn't masculine, but it wasn't too feminine. The cream walls and silver and black décor lended itself to what could have been a couple's room. It was rather perfect. It was all so strange.
As I continued to dance to my place in front of Jasper, I noticed that he was twirling a silver and black band on his left ring finger.
I reached for his hand with a giggle. "You know this finger is for wedding rings, right?"
I had been kidding, but it was obviously the wrong thing to do. It was then that I fully understood what my vision had been trying to tell me. There hadn't been any sound to the vision so I couldn't hear our conversation; however, I knew that this was the start of something…incomprehensible.
He seemed to freeze under my touch, "Jasper?" I asked concerned. I hadn't meant to upset him. I lowered myself to the floor by his feet and placed my small hands on either side of his sculpted face.
I hadn't been able to be so close to him before. His skin was poreless and porcelain in its pallor. From far I had thought his skin to be flawless but being this close revealed scattered and glistening crescent shapes. I had seen them in my vision but couldn't help but be less restrained than dream me. I moved my had to stroke each shape with my fingertips.
I felt Jasper start to turn away, but I was too curious now. I started to move my face closer to get a better look at the overlapping curiosities. I didn't know what was going to happen next, only glimpses of terrifying possibilities… But I was not afraid.
I have always known something to be different in my life. Nothing ever added up from my impeccable health to my lowered body temperature…even my odd sensations of déjà vu with each and every vision. I was accepting of these things, and I was accepting of him. I have always known since my first vision that Jasper was what and who I was destined to be with, no matter the complications.
I was so wrapped in my thoughts that I was caught off guard when Jasper shouted.
"No!" he let out as he practically flew across the room. I felt a hard thud against my shoulder and a shooting pain shot through my body as I hit the floor. I had to admit that that rattled me, but I would not let this deter me. I knew what had to happen. I knew him. There was nothing to fear…or at least I tried to convince myself as I rolled myself back up onto my feet.
I had heard a concerning and indescribable sound when he had reached the other side of the room. It was now as I stood that I could see his hand IN the wall. I took a breath and tried to calm my heart. I couldn't make sense of it all, but I knew he was dangerous…and past visions had told me that a racing heart only complicated things for him.
"I'm sorry, Jasper." I apologized as I found the courage to move myself forward. I took each step gently and painstakingly slow.
"Don't!" he alerted followed by another odd sound. This did not deter me. I was determined. Determined to make this work; to make US work.
"I…I'm not afraid Jasper." I stammered. I cursed myself for not being stronger. I would be lying if I said I wasn't scared out of my mind. All parts of my body were on high alert screaming for me to run for my life. I refused to listen
"I…I've seen this before. I don't understand it Jasper, but I saw this happening in a… vision of mine. I thought it was a dream last night, but I can see that it wasn't."
He turned to me then and the alarm system within me blared loudly like ringing in between my ears. His eyes were impossibly black. I had to admit that was terrifying, I stumbled backwards unable to control my survival instincts forever.
A gentle voice started from behind me causing me to almost jump out of my skin. Every part of me cried and screamed that this wasn't right, but I wouldn't listen. "Brother, we need to get you out of here. It's not safe." It offered softly but firm.
"You don't think I know that?" Jasper let out with an animalistic growl. I felt my pulse sky rocket, but I had to deescalate this now before I lost him forever. I took a moment to think through the various paths I had seen last night and strategically choose the one I thought best.
I started towards him at an even slower pace this time.
"Alice, dear please." I could tell that that voice had been his mother's. Were they all there to witness this?
"I…I've seen this. He doesn't hurt me." I got out in barely a whisper. I'm not quite sure which of us I was trying to convince, but I tried my best to direct it towards Jasper.
I raised my hand again, fingertips exposed to show that I trusted him. He allowed me to get closer this time. I drew in my breath and held it while I touched his cheek once again. The ringing in my ears grew louder as I was running out of oxygen.
"Shhhh." I let out, relishing in the new air it brought to my lungs. I felt better, no longer terrified for my life, but only of losing my chance at fate. "You're in control Jasper. You're in control and you won't hurt me." I tried to explain to him as I could feel him relaxing ever so slightly into my palm.
It was just then that he dropped to his knees weeping at my feet murmuring what seemed to be apologies. "Oh, what a mess I have made of things." He almost whimpered.
"I can't believe it" I heard from behind me again. I turned with pleading eyes. I wanted to be alone with him. I knew that their spectatorship would only foster more aggression from Jasper.
It was Edward who seemed to nod as they all backed away through the doorway. Was it possible…could he…was any of this actually possible? I shook my head returning my attention back to Jasper.
I dropped down to the floor with him. "Shh" I calmed again, more convincing this time.
"I do believe Mr. Hale that it was Alice who made the mess, not the Hatter" I tied for a lighter mood.
It seemed to work as he shook his head and lowered it into his hands with what seemed like a laugh.
"A laugh? I'd say that would mean you've returned to me." I placed my hand under his face and lifted it to mine.
He only stared deeply into my eyes with his onyx ones.
"I've seen a field. Would it help you to take me there?" I offered lightly.
He retreated back into himself as if almost asking for permission. It was only a moment before he raised to his feet and extended a hand down towards me.
I firmly grasped it as I was afraid he'd make a run for it.
"I...I think that that very much would help…that is if you don't mind." He finally responded pained.
I sighed in relief as I wrapped my arms around his waist. I hadn't stopped to "see" if that would be okay, but after freezing for only a moment he reciprocated with a sigh of his own.
It was only a brief embrace before he pulled away again. "I can feel what you are feeling Alice. Please do not ever wonder if you are worth it."
I only nodded, the word feel throwing my mind for a loop.
He walked towards one of the glass panels on the wall and delicately moved it open. I hadn't realized there could have been a door there since there were no stairs to accompany it.
"I know the situation I have placed you in is not ideal; however, I do wonder if you could possibly place your trust in me?"
I extended my hand towards him, "I feel as if though we've had this conversation before…but I suppose I'll give you the same answer again as long as you promise to tell me everything." I said in a sing-song voice that came surprisingly easy.
He lowered his head with another smirk before meeting my eyes again. "I suppose that would only be fair." He agreed.