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Chapter Ten: Theories

Jasper and I had seated ourselves in my room. I let him look around, glancing at the pictures around my room, especially the picture of me and my mom. I grinned as I thought about the background to the picture. It was a night that we all went out as a family. We went to some big fancy restaurant as a joke- but we also went because my mom got a promotion at her job, making her a manager. We all got dolled up before heading to town to eat.

"Everyone says I'm just like her." I mentioned as I stepped next to Jasper looking down at the picture. "She's been so strong through everything, I can't help but take it as a comment. My only hope is to be as strong as she is."

"You are." Jasper said putting the picture down on the desk before looking down at me.

I blushed at his compliment before moving to sit on top of my bed. Jasper followed in my foot steps and took a seat at the foot of my bed while I was leaning up against the headrest. "Let's here this theory." Jasper said crossing his arms across his chest.

I paused. I didn't want to make him upset again.

"I won't laugh." Jasper promised, thinking that was the reason that I was hesitating.

I shook my head, "I'm more afraid that you'll be upset."

His eyes narrowed quickly before returning back to normal, "That bad?"

"Probably." I muttered under my breath.

Jasper waited patiently for me to think of how to start on my theory- even though somehow my head was telling me that it wasn't just another theory. I took a deep breath before opening my mouth, "I should probably tell you that I didn't just get this idea randomly in my head." Jasper raised his eyebrows intrigued. "I had a little help from Jacob Black down at the reservation during the weekend. Bella and I tricked him into spilling the beans; to tell us the Quileutes old legends. He didn't need that much convincing when me and Bella were both flirting with him, trying to get the information out of him-"

"I would have loved to see that." Jasper gave me a deep laugh and I smiled at him before I shushed him.

"Anyways, he mentioned something about cold ones; mentioned something about your family. So when I asked him how the two were related, he said that you guys were the cold ones. When we needed clarification, he told us that the cold ones were what we called vampires." I ended my story, watching Jasper's reaction to my theory. He seemed as stiff as a board before he shook his head.

"The Quileutes' have long memories." Jasper mumbled under his breath. I held my breath as I basically just got the confirmation for my theory.

"So, I'm right?" I asked wanting him to say the words. I wanted to figure out if all of this was actually something that could be true.

Jasper stayed silent, almost like he was afraid to say the words out loud. "I'm not running anywhere, Jasper." I said breaking him out of his thoughts. "It doesn't matter to me. If it mattered, I wouldn't have invited you in my house."

"It doesn't matter?" He asked with a humorless laugh. "You mean it doesn't matter that I'm a monster?"

"You're not a monster." I disagreed but quickly shut my mouth when I saw his heated gaze.

He stayed silent for a while and I was worried that he was going to leave now that I knew what he was. I couldn't lose him. "Are you mad at me?" I asked looking down at the ground.

I heard his sigh but I didn't bother looking up from the wooden floor. "No, I'm not mad at you- even though what you're saying is completely insane."

"So, my theory is wrong?"

"Does it matter?" Jasper asked mockingly.

I shook my head, "I'm simply curious." I paused before asking another question, "How old are you?"

"19." I almost smiled when I heard him being honest.

"How long have you been 19?" I asked again, hoping that I would get another honest answer.

"1863." Jasper answered and this time I did look up at him. I was surprised to hear him say the actual year.
Jasper was gazing at my wall when he felt my eyes on him, he turned his head back to look at me. "You're curious."

"I want to know more." I answered honestly.

Jasper waved his hand for me to continue and I tried to think of my first question. "Do you burn in the sunlight? Is that why you've been away since Thursday?"

Jasper's lips twitched into a small smile before he shook his head, "No. We don't burn. We do something else that I'll have to show you sometime."

I nodded my head accepting his answer before firing off more, "Sleeping in coffins?"

"Myth." Jasper smirked. "We don't sleep."

"Ever?" I asked my blue eyes wide.

"Ever."

"Wow." I shook my head. "That must get boring."

Jasper shrugged his shoulders, "At times."

"Garlic and crosses?"

"Myth."

"Holy water?"

"Myth."

I shook my head. I grew up believing that garlic and pumpkins hold away the vampires, but in reality none of it was actually true. Not even them burning in the sunlight.

"You haven't ask me the most important question." Jasper said. I hadn't realized that we somehow moved closer throughout our talk, but I'm sure this was the closest that I've been with Jasper.

"What's that?"

"What do I eat?"

I looked into his golden eyes and remembered what Jacob said about them feeding on animals instead. "Jacob mentioned something about that; he said that you guys survive on animal blood instead."

Jasper shook his head but didn't comment further. "We try. We're usually very good at what we do. Sometimes we make mistakes- sometimes I make mistakes." Jasper looked down at me.

"Being here is one of those, isn't it?" I asked feeling hurt- it sucked that he could tell what I was feeling. There were somethings I rather not have him know.

"A big mistake." Jasper agreed before he sighed, "I'm the weakest of my family. I've made a lot more mistakes then they have- but I didn't get the same upbringing as they did." He could tell that I wanted him to continue in his story but he shook his head, "That's a story for another day."

I nodded my head- that just meant that we'll talk another day after this. He wasn't just going to up and disappear. "Is being around me hard?"

Jasper thought about what he was going to say before actually saying it, "Your blood is very... alluring, I do admit."

I furrowed my brows before giving him a light laugh, "That's the first time anyone's said that to me."

Jasper laughed silently before continuing, "Even though your blood does drag me in, I can't imagine myself hurting you. It actually pains me to think about." Jasper shook his head. "I wasn't lying to you when I said that it was hard not being around you; that I was going to stop trying."

"If it makes you feel any better, it's hard not being around you either." I admitted.

Jasper shook his head. "I'm definitely going to hell."

"So am I." I laughed.

"I want to try something..." Jasper said quietly looking down at me. I nodded my head at him. "I need you to be very still." Again, I nodded my head. He leaned down close to me, so close that I thought he was going to kiss me but he tilted his head at the last second before going to smell my neck. I didn't know how I felt about him doing this but when he leaned back up, he smiled at me. "It's not so hard at times."

"You're not hungry now." I said pointing out his eyes. "You're eyes are almost a milky gold."

Jasper looked surprised for a moment before he laughed, "I shouldn't be surprised at how much you figure out, anymore."

"Were you hunting this weekend with your brothers?" I asked thinking about how they went 'camping'.

"Yes." Jasper nodded his head. "I didn't want to leave you alone, I was stressing about it all weekend."

"Why didn't you want to leave me?" I asked trying to hold back a grin.

"It makes me anxious and stressed to be away from you for long periods of time." I watched as his eyes danced, looking around my room before settling back down on me. "I wasn't joking when I told you to be careful."

I looked down at my healing palms before shrugging my shoulders, "I almost made it unscratched."

Jasper grabbed my hand gently and I could feel my heart beat start to flutter at his touch. It was as cold as I remembered, but it felt nice. It wasn't at all uncomfortable. He let my hand go back onto my lap before shaking his head. "Almost." He agreed.

"It makes me anxious not seeing you either." I muttered looking down at my hands. "I skipped out on class a couple times because I knew that it wouldn't be the same without you. It scares me that I feel this way towards you, but I feel like I need to see you to feel like myself."

"This is wrong." Jasper shook his head and again, I felt my heart drop with hurt. "You shouldn't be so involved with me. I'm a danger to you, Chelsea, please understand that."

"I'm already too far in." I felt my lips move without my control and I snapped back when I heard his low growl.

"Don't say that."

I barely watched as he jumped up from my bed to pace the floor. I kept my eyes on the ground as I felt tears overflow my eyes. I couldn't understand why I was crying over what he said, but I guess I was just hoping for a happy ending.

"Are you crying?" Jasper asked and I turned my head, hoping that he couldn't see the tears coming down my face slowly.

"No." My voice cracked and I mentally cursed myself. I didn't want to be vulnerable. I've had enough crying tonight.

I felt his cold hand gently grab my chin before pulling my face to look at him. He looked down at me with gentle eyes before he sighed, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry."

I shrugged my shoulders, not really knowing what to say back to him.

"Tell me something." Jasper said letting go of my chin and sitting back down on my bed. "You weren't in reality when I drove up to you tonight, what happened?"

I just in a shaky breath, "I was caught up thinking about a bad memory-" I looked over his shoulder to avoid his gaze. "about my dad."

He nodded his head, "They're lucky I got to you when I did then. I would have killed them if they thought about laying a hand on you." Jasper growled and I couldn't help but feel comfort in his words.

"It's getting late." Jasper muttered looking over at my alarm clock on my bedside. It read 10:23 pm. "I should head home."

"Will you be in school tomorrow?" I asked wanting to make sure that I was going to see him again, that this all wasn't some messed up dream.

"Yes, I'll be in school tomorrow. We have a test in History." Jasper smirked lightly before getting up off the bed. I followed him, ready to lead him to the door.

"Do you promise to be there?" I asked as I opened my front door for him.

"I promise." Jasper smiled at me. He held up his hand and gently ran the back of his knuckles down my cheek. I smiled at his light touch. "Can you promise me one thing in return?"

"Sure."

"Promise me that you won't go somewhere alone." Jasper asked quietly. "I'm not the only predator out there."

I nodded my head at him as I felt goosebumps run up and down my arm. "Okay." I nodded my head with a promise.

"Sweet dreams." Jasper muttered as he leaned down and placed his lips on top on my head. I closed my eyes as he took a deep breath through his nose before he pulled away. We smiled at each other one last time before he jumped into the rain and drove away in his car.

I was about to close the door until I saw my mom pull into the driveway. I smiled at her as she made her way into the house, "Hey, did you just get home?" My mom asked taking off her jacket as I closed and locked the door.

"Yeah, it took a while for them to find the dress they liked. Then we went out to dinner afterwards." I didn't like lying to my mom, but I couldn't exactly tell her the truth about what happened tonight.

"Did you have fun?" She asked gently running her hand through my hair. I nodded my head at her and she smiled, "Good. I'm glad you're going out and having fun with your friends."

"Me too, mom." I grinned back at her. "I'm going to head to bed, I feel pretty drained."

"Alright, baby. Goodnight." She kissed my forehead and I grinned before making my way into my bathroom.

My body was on overdrive at this point as I took my time in the shower, letting the boiling hot water melt away my nerves. I tried to get relaxed but I couldn't seem to get a grip, maybe I was just over tired.

I dressed quickly, making sure that I stayed as warm as possible. I could already feel myself wanting to shake from the brisk air in my room. I jumped under my covers and sighed trying not to think too hard about what happened today. Though I did smile when I thought about Jasper. I was scared about how hugely he was becoming a need to me.

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Question: What are you most excited about with Chelsea and Jasper's love story? I know it might sound bad, but I'm kind of excited for Bella's birthday party, I have really good plans for New Moon.

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