Chapter 9: Granny May VS Jasper
I would've loved nothing better than just stay at the clearing with Jasper and forget all about the rest of our group. Forgetting Ariel was like my favorite past time, so I would've been all for it. Unfortunately it was her big day and that bitch was not above tattling to her mommy that big bad Ella was being a meanie to her. So we were back with the group, listening the spawn of Satan droning on and on about her glamorous life.
"And we are planning to start our building project on June..."
Oh my fucking god, please just kill me. Ariel just couldn't stop talking about her fucking picture perfect future with her dull-as-fuck fiance and their 2.5 future children. Just the thought of Ariel spawning made me want to vomit. Some people just shouldn't procreate for the good of humanity.
Fuck, even Elena looked bored out of her mind. And since I was pretty sure that Elena was actually a robot without a free will of her own or emotions really, that was a true testament to how disgusting it was to listen to Ariel.
"Didn't she already tell us about the housing project an hour ago?" Jasper said quietly. He offered me his hand and helped me get over a tree that had fallen on the hiking path. What a gentleman.
I guess it was convenient that he was born in the olden days. Chivalry was dead in my generation so it was a treat to have someone like Jasper around.
"Be prepared to hear it at least three more times before this trip is over. The she-devil loves the sound of her own voice. And it's not like she's got anything of substance to say so she gives us the 'Ariel's Greatest Hits' every few hours."
There was a slight chance that my voice had been really sour. And a little more loud than I intended.
Ariel looked over her shoulder and fucking glared at me.
"Do you have a problem with me?" She demanded to know. What, did she want a list? I could give her a long one.
Brody rolled his eyes and pulled Faye away from the group. I heard him mutter something along the lines 'here we go again' as he walked away.
Fucking rude. And cowardly. Where was the sibling love?
Just grin and bear it, Ella. Mom will kill you if you make a scene...
"I asked you a question! What, are you deaf or just brainless?!"
Oh hell no. Did she actually just try to sass me? Bitch, it was on...
"Excuse me, don't look at me with those dead fish-eyes. Who knows if your fucking soullessness is contagious." I put my hands on my hips and tried to stare that demon spawn down.
Ariel sputtered like she couldn't believe I had the balls to challenge her. Well, too bad for her, but our fucking parents were nowhere near us and while Granny May might've heard us with her bat ears, her old-ass legs couldn't carry her up the hiking trail.
"Maybe we should..."
Funnily enough, Jasper and Justin both said it in perfect sync. Justin grabbed a hold of Ariel's shoulder and Jasper tried to turn my body away with his hands on my waist. Well, I guess more accurate description would be that he was 'suggesting' that I walk away by holding my waist. It was real sweet of him to let me have a choice.
I obviously chose to continue. So did Ariel. She shrugged her Justin's hand away and stepped into my personal space. Justin looked after her like a fucking lost puppy. I had to wonder if he had a mind of his own at all, or if Ariel had created him in the pits of hell to be her personal servant. I guess anything was possible with her.
"Excuse me?" She hissed out. Trying to tower over me. I think she forgot that she wasn't wearing sky-high heels and she was only three inches taller than me without them. She always pretended to be one of the 'tall' girls, but she was playing in the same little league as I was. Now she just looked pathetic. Confidence was a magnificent thing, but when you had nothing to back that confidence up with, it only made you look like an idiot.
"You heard me. Get your cheap plastic face out of mine."
How was it possible to hate someone this much? I was half tempted to ask Jasper to just fucking eat her alive. Or just tear her apart from limb to limb. There was a good chance that her blood would be just black goo anyway.
Ariel got even closer. Our noses were almost touching and I could smell the lipstick she was wearing. Honestly, who used flavored lipstick? Did Justin have some sort of artificial fruit fetish? I felt disgusted by just imagining that. Ariel's beady eyes narrowed. So did mine.
Bitch was going to get hurt if she didn't get out of my face. I squeezed my right hand into a fist. You know, just to be prepared.
"But how will I ever see you under this pile of rat shit if I'm not close to your face?" The fucking bitch thought she was soooo clever...
"Say one more thing about my freckles and I'll ruin your new nose."
"What, you'll model it after yours? That would indeed be a tragedy."
"Or maybe I'll just stick you with a needle so those fake tits will pop back to their natural size."
"Hah! You're one to talk, you saggy-tits!"
"SAGGY?! That's fucking it..."
Jasper caught my fist before it even had a chance to get close to Ariel's ugly face. He spun me around and fucking trapped me with his perfectly muscular arms. So fucking unfair.
He covered my mouth with his hand and then he started to slowly walk backwards. He was careful to make sure I stayed on my feet the entire time, but he was also applying enough force that it was useless for me to try and get out. Stupid vampires and their supernatural strenght...
And here I was praising him for letting me make my own mistakes... I mean choices. Make my own choices. I knew I would regret this eventually, but it felt so fucking good in the moment. I was all about that instant gratification.
"I think it's best if we separate here." Jasper said. I couldn't see his handsome face, but he did sound apologetic.
Justin was holding Ariel down. He nodded to Jasper and I was a little creeped out that the two of them were in the same frequency. If they decided to become buddies, I was going to run away from Forks and never come back. That was a stuff of nightmares.
"Yes, I agree. We'll see you two later..." Justin mumbled and bodily dragged the hell's spawn away. She tried to mumble something from under Justin's hand. I was screaming into Jasper's hand. He took it like a champ. Not a difficult thing to do since he was a fucking vampire.
Jasper man-handled me away from the group. I swear I could hear Brody's annoying laugh. Let him. And then one day when he least expects it, I will have my revenge...
000
We stopped after a good 15 minutes of brisk walking. I was bitching about Ariel the entire time and Jasper was being a sport by letting me. I'm sure he couldn't care less about my problems with my cow of a cousin, but he was excellent at pretending. Or who knew, maybe he had a gossip-hungry drama queen trapped inside of his yummy body?
"Do you think I have saggy boobs?"
What? I was only a human and Ariel's shitty remarks about my boobs nibbled at my confidence. I mean, my boobs were big and the bigger your boobs were, the more they sagged.
Jasper froze. It would've been hilarious, except that he did it so suddenly that I walked straight into him. And fell on my beautiful ass on the mossy ground. Fucking great. Now I had wet pants for boring reasons and not because Jasper was turning me on. Jasper was too shocked to help me up, so I pushed myself off of the ground quickly and tried to see the damage while waiting for his answer.
"Uh..."
"You do, don't you? Oh my god, I have Granny boobs!"
I always thought they were pretty nice and firm. Had I been wrong? Shit! I was going to be alone forever. Nobody wanted a girl with granny boobs.
How much would Ariel mock me if I got myself a boob job as well? I had just insulted her plastic boobs. Would she ever let me live it down? Doubtful. She was such a spiteful bitch.
"You don't have Granny... uh, can we change the subject? Please?"
Hell no. This shit was important. I needed to know if I would have to tell my mom to book an appointment.
Wait, wouldn't mom have mentioned it if I had saggy boobs? Like, constantly? The same way she nagged about my nose or my hair or my clothes...
I took a handful of boobies in each of my hands and gave them a gentle squeeze. Huh. They didn't feel saggy at all. Nice and firm, just like I remembered them. But I could be wrong. I didn't go around squeezing other girls breasts, so I couldn't be sure that they weren't considered saggy by everyone else.
But luckily I was with someone who had probably squeezed boobs in his life.
"Squeeze my boobs and tell me if they are saggy."
Aaand those words just came out of my mouth. Yeah, there was no way either of us could unheard that gem.
"Shit! Just ignore me, okay? I told you I'm fucked up!" I wailed and turned my no doubt really red face away from him. I needed a moment. Or ten.
I could hear Jasper shuffling his feet awkwardly. It was so sad that his humanity came to the forefront when I did something incredibly stupid. Like ask a guy with a girlfried to grope me.
"Ella, you are beautiful. You should have more confidence in your appearance." He said quietly after a moment of awkward silence.
My face heated up for an entirely different reason. He really had a way to make me feel so fucking special. He thought I was beautiful. His words made me feel like when mom told me I was beautiful, except 10 times better.
Right. No falling in love with the vampire, Ella. Focus on something else. I did not want to become a horny, lovesick mess right now.
I went to sit on a big rock and Jasper sat down next to me. I took deep breaths to cleanse my mind from Ariel's toxic influence. I shouldn't listen to that monster's words in the first place. Hell, it wasn't even a good insult! 'Saggy-tits'. What was she, 12?
"This is better. You are nicer to be around when you are not suffocating from your fears and doubts." He said with a relaxed sigh.
"Yeah, sorry about that. You can just run away when it gets too much, you know. I know how to handle my shit by myself."
Liar liar pants on fire. I was a mess and everyone fucking knew it. But I liked to pretend that I was strong enough or put together enough to handle my own problems. You know, as long as Angela was around to save me from myself...
"Hey, I promised to stay by your side for the entire wedding. I'm a man of my word and it's my duty as your date to protect you... even if it is from your own personal demons."
Okay, did he really have to be so fucking smooth? He was making this 'not falling in love' thing so damn difficult.
000
The shitstorm began as soon as the wedding venue was back in our sights. Granny May was standing in front of the main building with Ariel, that snivelling little bitch, right next to her. She had the fucking nerve to whine about my behavior! I was in so much trouble... How long had they been standing there? We had separated from the group over an hour ago.
I knew a fair share of intimidating women. My mother, aunt Gloria, Lauren, Rosalie... but no one was as intimidating as Granny May. Her cold, dead eyes could make a grown man weep. In fact, Granny May was famous for making over the half of the family's men cry like little babies in front of everyone. Even my dad had suffered that fate. It was one of my most beautiful childhood memories.
What did she know? That smug smile on her face scared me so fucking much.
"Holy fuck. This is bad..." I gasped out in the most high-pitched whine you could possibly imagine. Jasper actually winced a little. Okay, it was not my fault that the old hag scared me shitless! I had to deal with her, Jasper could deal with my shrieking.
"I'm sure it's nothing, Ella."
Oh, he was so naive.
"Okay, whatever you do, don't lose it. Someone will notice if you kill all of my relatives. Just remain calm and... don't say anything."
Now, I knew that Granny May would find nothing wrong with Jasper. That meant that she was going to dig into me. It was nothing new. I think stomping my tattered self-esteem into dust was her way of relieving stress. Old people had to get their jollies somehow.
It was just that I had experienced Jasper's temper. I had the bruises to prove it. I was pretty sure that he would not be happy about what's going to happen. At least I kind of hoped he wouldn't be. I sure as hell thought that we had bonded.
"If you say so..."
I took a deep breath and squeezed Jasper's hand as hard as I could. My knuckles were white and my fingers hurt like hell. It was a better pain than the one I was sure to experience in a moment.
"Hey, Granny May." I said, plastering the fakest of fake smiles on my face and trying to keep my bladder in check.
"Ella."
How in the hell could she make just my name sound so scary? I stepped closer to Jasper, hiding partly behind him. He was the indestructable one. Let him protect me from this monster. That was his fucking job for this weekend. He said so himself!
"I was just telling Granny May all about how Aunt Marilyn never mentioned Jasper to my mother when they spoke on the phone last time." Ariel's nasal, disgusting voice made me shudder. There was literally bile burning in my throat. I hated her. I fucking hated Ariel with all of my being.
Jasper might've sensed that shit was about to hit the fan as he stepped fully in front of me and pushed me behind him. His cool hand squeezed my forearm gently, like he was ready to move me at a moment's notice. I pressed myself against his back and peeked at the horrible dusty mummy that was standing in front of us from behind his back. I was scared shitless, but having Jasper acting as my brave, indestructible knight did marvellous things to my mental health. I had the faintest hope that I might survive this upcoming attack alive. Jasper wouldn't let Granny May touch a hair on my beautiful head.
Too bad there was no way his arms could protect me from verbal attacks. You know, unless he killed Granny May and used her skull as a goblet to drink Ariel's blood from. A girl can always dream, right?
"Oh, really? I had no idea." I said weakly, not even pretending to be oblivious when that phone call had taken place. It was two weeks after I supposedly started dating Jasper. Mom would've been over the moon and called our entire family to brag about him. Except that she didn't know she was going to go around spinning a web of lies about my relationships in just a few weeks.
"I find this whole ordeal very suspicious, Ella. It seems very unlikely that you would have charmed young Mr. Hale here." Granny May said. I felt faint. Like, really faint. My knees wobbled and Jasper's grip on my arm was the only thing keeping me upright. He somehow found the dexterity to press me against his body so I was fully supported. I thanked god for him.
"What do you mean..?" I asked very, very carefully. Fake smile still intact. I was scared, my voice was trembling and I couldn't stand on my own. I was so going to get busted.
"You are showing some very bad manners, young lady. Come here and stop acting like a child." Granny May said in shrill voice. I panicked. Like really panicked. My mind shut down and my body started to move on its own. But I couldn't move. Jasper added a little more pressure to his grip on me and prevented me from doing what Granny May wanted. His back vibrated and I realised he was growling very quietly. Fuck. This was not going to end well...
"Surely you are not implying that I am a prostitute, ma'am?" Jasper said, his voice made of pure ice. I shivered, and for once it wasn't ONLY because I wanted to fuck him. Although I did want to do that too, very much. The mere thought of him getting so... riled up while defending me was really hot. But, it was really scary too, so the shiver was partly that.
"Oh, of course not. You are far too sophisticated to be a low-life escort. But, perhaps charity..."
Ariel sneered and Granny May looked down her nose at me. She didn't have to say anything more. It was impossible for someone like Jasper Hale to be in a relationship with a screw-up like me. My lip trembled and my eyes were starting to sting with tears.
She was right, of course, but I hated that she assumed it had to be fake because nobody would want me. Like I wasn't good enough to anyone. I craned my neck so I could see Jasper's face. His eyes were pitch black and he looked so angry when our eyes met. I couldn't be bothered to worry if Granny May or Ariel had seen the change in his eyes. I was more concerned about the incoming blood bath that was sure to happen soon.
"Looks certainly can be very deceiving. While I really am too sophisticated to be a prostitute or to do something like this for charity, it seems that you are a vicious and miserable old witch with no manners, despite your appearance saying something completely different."
Oh. Shit.
My hand flew to my mouth to cover up the loud gasp I let out. My eyes were huge and I was switching between Jasper's face and Granny May. Ariel had the exact same reaction. NOBODY went against Granny May. She was the head of our family and she had every right to criticize her descendants.
And we were right back to me wanting to fuck Jasper Hale's brains out. It was the sexiest thing I had ever witnessed. Shit was about to hit the fan, but right now my brain was incapable of doing much of anything except gawk at this magnificently sexy specimen.
"Excuse me?" Granny May whispered. My mind was going crazy, switching between absolute fear and absolute horniness. It was never a good thing when Granny May whispered. I have never heard the old bat scream. She didn't have to. Her whisper was the scariest sound in the world to anyone with a drop of her blood in their system.
Jasper dropped his body a smigde lower. Like he was getting ready to pounce. I would like to think he was responding to my very wayward emotions. Well, that and my heartbeat that was so loud that even I could hear it. Ariel looked like she was regretting the whole thing. If there was anything we could agree on, it was that NOBODY wanted to see an angry Granny May.
Not that her regret mattered much. I was going to kill that bitch for doing this. Cut her pretty little face into something as hideous as the rotten soul she had inside. Fucking Ariel...
"You heard me. Only a truly low-class old hag would behave like this."
I was either peeing or creaming my pants. Fuck if I know. I had never in my life been so turned on and scared at the same time. I now understood why people hooked up like crazy in times of crisis. I was seriously considering asking Jasper if he wanted to have a quick fuck. Alice would never have to know... if Creepward was being kept in check like Jasper had promised.
Too fucking bad that I have some moral back bone. And Jasper really didn't seem like the cheating type. I pushed my lusty thought to the back of my mind and tried to focus on the disaster at hand. I couldn't let this go on. Granny May was planting her feet firmly in the ground and her grip on her walking stick tightened threatingly.
I was ten the last time she whacked me with that thing. I had to stay home for a week because I was so beaten up. It didn't look good to have a bruised kid running around, so mom had informed my school that I was sick with the flu and unable to attend my classes.
Angela was the only one who knew. And if I didn't de-escalate this situation, Jasper would know too. That would not end well for anyone.
"Jasper, please don't. Let's just go..." I said quietly, trying to get out from behind him, but he was keeping me as his prisoner. He didn't seem to realise that there was a difference between being brave and being an idiot. He was crossing over to the idiot side.
"No. You don't deserve to be treated like this." Jasper said. Fuck he sounded pissed off.
"How I choose to treat my offspring is no business of yours, Mr. Hale. Do stay quiet. This is a family matter." Granny May hissed out. Her eyes were burning and I was so fucking scared.
Jasper didn't like to be ordered around. Not one bit. He started growling. Louder than before. His whole body vibrated and that couldn't be a good sign. No matter how sexy it was. I bit my lip. This was getting out of hand too fucking quickly. Jasper could not lose his composure right now. Granny May would destroy him, if he didn't kill her first.
Now, I wanted Granny May dead as much as all the other members of my family. It was kind of our shared wet dream. She was a despicable bitch, a sociopath who had no place in this world. To be completely honest, I wasn't even that opposed to watching her die a bloody death right here. I would probably even feel some sick sense of pleasure from watching her drown in her own blood...
But people would talk. They would question. Everyone knew that I was the one who was having problems with her. My own mother would point me to the police in a heart beat. I was the fucking black sheep of the family. Everyone would say I was the guilty one. I sure as hell wasn't about to go to prison.
Yeah. I was that selfish. I hated Granny May. I just couldn't afford have her die in any other way than of old age.
"Jasper, calm down. It's okay. Let's go already." I whispered to him. Jasper didn't even look down at me. He was staring straight at Granny May and he was practically hissing like an animal.
Fuck. Me. This was bad.
"Honestly, she's not worth it! Let it go!" I was becoming a little desperate... Otherwise I would never have said those words in Granny May's presence. I heard the outraged gasp.
Ariel, the fucking eternal bane of my existance, was staring at the scene with her ugly-ass eyes bulging from her stupid face. Her mouth was wide open and she was cradling her hands under her chin in shock. She had done that ever since we were little kids.
I bit my lip and risked a glance at Granny May. Bad fucking choice. She was foaming at the mouth. Her hand that was clutching her walking stick was shaking like crazy and even her botox couldn't stop the ugly frown wrinkling her entire face. I was going to die. I knew it. Ella Johnson, died at the age of 15. She had an insignificant life.
"No, she's not worth it. But you are." Jasper said in a deadly voice. I turned my attention to his face and it was not good. He was absolutely livid and his eyes were fixed on that walking stick. Did he know? Had he figured it out? Fuck, I hoped not. I did not want to get into it. Assuming I lived long enough to get to that point.
Also, did he just say that I was worth it? Warmth spread all over my upper body and I hugged his back. I pressed my cheek against him and for a blissful second, I forgot what was happening. Then it all came back to me.
Granny May let out a shriek of pure rage and the walking stick left the ground. Ariel screamed and covered her face and I couldn't look away. I was paralyzed with fear. My eyes followed as she swung that horrible thing and to my horror, she wasn't aiming it towards Jasper. She was targeting me. I let out a whimper, expecting the pain to hit me at any time. It never did.
Jasper's arm moved at a lighting speed and he intercepted the stick with the palm of his hand. The stick broke on impact and splinters flew all around us. My jaw dropped. I looked at Jasper. I looked at the remains of the source of my childhood nightmares. I looked at Granny May. Fuck.
Think, Ella. Use that stupid brain of yours for once and think yourself out of this situation. Do SOMETHING. Anything.
I shuddered in fright and slipped away from Jasper's clutches. He had been distracted and he had released me. I stepped in front of him and placed my hands on his chest to act as a buffer. I really hoped I wasn't going to be collateral damage. I took a good look of his face, and whoa, he did not look like a normal human. He was almost animalistic.
His face was twisted into something incredibly scary, both from rage and hatred if I had to guess. His eyes were almost glowing and so black that it was slightly inhuman. No whites in his eyes. Just endless, burning blackness. There had to be something incredibly wrong with me, because to me he looked the sexiest he had ever been.
Granny May was clutching her chest and if I wasn't mistaken, her knees were wobbling. Well fuck. I didn't think the old bat had it in her to be scared of anything. Except looking ancient. Anyway, I had to end this before there was no going back and I had to deal with the dead bodies of my arch nemesis and the monster under my bed.
"Stop it. Jasper, it's okay. Please calm down..." I whispered. He didn't move. At all. Didn't even notice that I was there.
Jasper Hale had his prey in front of him and nothing could come between them. I remembered Angela telling me that she was always the most scared of Jasper. There was always something a little different about him. A history of violence that the others didn't have.
"Jasper, please!" I begged. Nothing.
I might have panicked. A lot. My mind started working overtime, trying to come up with a solution to defuse the Jasper bomb before he blew up. What did dad always do when mom lost it?
My brain short-fused and I swallowed nervously. I took a firm grab of Jasper's shoulders and placed my feet on his thigh. I pushed myself up, wrapped my arms around his stiff neck and kicked my legs so they wrapped around his waist. I craned my neck and kissed him.
I kissed Jasper Hale.
I was fucking insane.
My body went fucking wild at the slightest touch of his lips against mine. Who was scared? My brain only registered lust and pleasure. Everything else was forgotten. I couldn't think anymore. I just moved my lips and hang off of his body awkwardly.
It was fucking glorious.
Then, his arms wrapped tightly around me. One twisted into my hair and pushed the back of my head. The other grabbed my ass and pulled me closer to his body. He angled my head better and then... then he started kissing me back.
Jasper Hale knew how to kiss. Holy shit he knew how to kiss. He took over completely, pushing and pulling my lips as he pleased. I could just enjoy the ride. I was in no state to think deep thoughts, but I knew that this was not a simple boy I was kissing. Jasper was not some bumbling and horny teenager. He was a man and he knew exactly what he wanted.
My body quivered from the pleasure. I might have stopped breathing. I don't fucking know. I was in heaven and I was crying because it felt too good. Shit like that really messed up with ones head. I just knew that I never wanted it to end. It felt like I would die if he stopped. If I stopped.
"Okay, I did not see that coming. Nicely done, sis!"
000
Jasper pulled away from me and nearly dropped me on my ass. I blinked stupidly, trying to figure out where I was, and what was happening. Fuck that was intense. I breathed heavily and pressed my head under his chin and I tried to gather my thoughts.
We were hiking. Then that bitch Ariel had ambushed us. Jasper had nearly ripped Granny May into little pieces. And then I had kissed him.
I had kissed Jasper Hale. And then I had lost it. Really fucking lost it. I knew that I was insanely attracted to him. I had no idea kissing a vampire could do this to a person. And to a vampire, apparently.
Holy shit. Jasper was an empath. He picked up what I was feeling. I looked at him. He looked downright ashamed. He was still holding me up so I didn't fall on my perfect ass, but he was looking at everything but me. This wasn't good. He hadn't wanted it. He had gotten swept away by my emotions. He had been defenseless.
I felt sick. Horrified. Ashamed.
I had just sexually assaulted Jasper. I hadn't meant to. I kissed him to distract him. I was supposed to stop as soon as he would have snapped out of it. He had been fucking vunerable. So not in touch with his mind and definitely not concentrating on deflecting other people's emotions.
And then he had been assaulted by my uncontrollable lust. Fuck, I was the fucking monster here...
Oh, and my brother was there apparently. Witnessing the whole fucking thing and making fun of it all. Life was fucking peachy. I slid down Jasper's body and stepped away from him. I cleared my throat and put my game face back on. We could deal with it as soon as this shitstorm was over. I couldn't show any weakness now. Even though I wanted to cry real bad.
Granny May cleared her throat. She was clutching the leftovers of her walking stick and trying to look poised. She failed miserably. I bet she was pissing herself from fright.
"What do you mean? It's not the first time you've walked in on us." I said, so fucking glad that my voice wasn't trembling. I took a hold of Jasper's hand and tried to ignore the way he flinched. It was fucking show time.
Thank fucking god that everyone had been distracted by our kiss. I was relatively sure that Granny May and Ariel would not start to question what they had just seen from Jasper.
"Well yeah, but I didn't expect you to get your freak on around the family."
I loved my brother. Well, love was a very strong word. I appreciated my brother in that moment. Lying came to us so naturally and I was so fucking grateful that he was backing my play on the fly like that. Johnson kids stuck together alright.
"Well, it seems like Ariel's imagination had gotten the better of her..." Granny May said and brushed herself off. Ha, the old bat was trying to save face! Ariel sputtered like an idiot and opened her ugly ass mouth to defend herself.
I saw a familiar shape in the distance from the corner of my eye. Two shapes, walking together. I bit my lip and smirked. It was fucking payback time. Ariel was not going to get away scot free.
"Oh, I can only imagine the stress you are under, sweetheart! The wedding and everything! And the rumours! I don't know who could be foul enough to spread such falsehoods!" My voice was so sugary that I could feel cavities forming to my teeth.
Ariel flinched and went a little white. I could only imagine what kind of troubled thoughts her gross head was concocting. I could almost hear her mind screaming 'What rumours?!' This was fucking delicious.
"Rumours...?" She asked meekly, her eyes wide with fear. She knew something horrible was coming. In front of Granny May.
"I'm sure it's nothing, sweetheart. You know how the others like to gossip. I'm sure Justin was just being a good host by escorting Cousin Lydia around. Our aunts just like to overreact to everything..."
Ariel stepped back in fear. Her eyes darted around and she saw what she was supposed to see. Justin, walking next to Cousin Lydia in the distance. Just the two of them. Whatever colour was still remaining on Ariel's pale face drained completely. She was like a ghost. Then she went completely red and her face twisted into that of a raging bitch-monster.
Cousin Lydia had it rough too. She was happily married and had been ever since she was 17. It was just that her husband Nahid was a marine. He was on his second or third tour in Afganistan and since Lydia was young and beautiful, rumours started to spread. Half of the family were convinced that she tried to seduce the husbands of her relatives. It was utter bullshit, but that's never stopped the crazies from speculating.
Brody snickered a little and gave Ariel a real shit-eating grin.
"Well, Lydia can be fascinating to be around..." He said. I could have kissed him right there. If he wasn't so gross and icky all the time.
Granny May gasped and her entire attention went to Ariel. Brody winked at me and hurriedly left the scene. What a great idea. I glanced at the duo of witches in front of me. They had conveniently forgotten that I was even there. I could work with that.
"Let's get the fuck out of here. We need to talk." I whispered to Jasper and started leading him away towards our cabin. He didn't say anything, but he allowed me to hold his hand in my tight grip. That was good. I hoped.
Why did it have to get so fucking complicated?
Author's Final Notes:
So... that happened. It only took what, 40 000+ words for Ella's first kiss to happen. Should we make it another 40 000 words before it happens again? :D
The next chapter will explain some of Jasper's more... extreme reactions. So you all can look forward to that! I'll hopefully have that one up at the end of the week.
Thank you all for gifting me with your time and eyeballs. It's much appreciated!
