Chapter 7
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. Chapter title is from That's What She Said by The Friday Night Boys.
A/N: First day back from Egypt! Yay! Boo jet lag : Oh and boo school starting. Lame!
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Alice fidgeted with the hem of her blouse nervously. Her car slowed to a stop in front of the coffee shop she had seen in her vision.
The sun was shining brightly out and Alice bit her lip, debating whether or not to go into the diner and wait for him. She focused on the weather, desperately hoping that clouds would miraculously show up and being raining. The image that appeared in front of her eyes was of a bright, sunny day.
Well, that did her no good. Alice knew that the vision didn't specify many details, just the fact that Jasper was heading towards the dainty diner. It could be days, weeks, months... She refused to think about waiting years for him to arrive there.
But there was always that possibility. Even though she had a firm grip of control with her visions, Alice realized there were still many things she needed to master. Knowing the time would be quite an advantage, especially in situations like this.
Honestly, Alice just wanted that Jasper would appear right here with a snap of her fingers. Obviously, she couldn't do that, but a girl could wish, right? That would make everything so much easier. But life was never easy for her.
"I guess I'll just go find a hotel near the diner and just-" Alice's voice broke as she spoke to herself. "And just wait." She whispered the last part, hoping with all her heart that the waiting period wouldn't take long. She waited all her life for this moment, and she felt it slipping through her grasp.
As she closed her eyes and focused on Jasper's face, Alice cringed when random flashes of different situations appeared. He was confused, lost... The only thing she was sure of was the immense amount of insecurity, indecision. Jasper was wandering around, not knowing where to go next. To go here, to go there?
She just hoped all this pandemonium he felt would lead him to her.
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Thunder rumbled. Tree leaves blew absentmindedly with the mind. Rain was pouring from the sky, creating large puddles in the stone street. Inside the quaint cafe sat a tiny woman, perched nervously on one of the high stools next to the bar.
Alice knew today would be the day. She could feel it. Her golden eyes flickered back and forth every time the little bell above the door tinkled, only to be disappointed many times when the person entering was not Jasper.
Alice's grip on the mug tightened, the liquid inside cold and rippling. Waves of excitement bounced throughout her body, along with joy, happiness, and relief.
Apparently, the waitress could feel Alice's emotions as well. She raised an eyebrow at the peculiar behavior, noting once more how the pixie didn't drink her cold coffee. Again. For the tenth time that day, she asked if Alice wanted the cup to be refilled.
Of course, the miniature-like vampire politely declined, smiling along with her answer.
Now her eyes remained glued to the door, the anticipation building up. Any time now, and he would appear. Alice would finally have a companion, someone to share her feelings with.
All of sudden, to her surprise, darkness engulfed her eyes and a small scene played in her head. A lake was illuminated only by the white light of the moon. Two vampires stood on the shore, hand in hand. Alice concentrated harder, gasping when she realized that the two vampires were her and Jasper. Did that mean they would fall in love? That they would love each other unconditionally for all eternity?
Or did that physical display of affection just mean a very strong friendship?
Huffing in frustration, Alice pushed these thoughts away and focused her eyesight once more at the entrance.
Five days she waited in the hotel room. Five days it was sunny, no chance of thick, black clouds waiting to make rain. Five days she sat still on the bed, in agony, concentrating on making her control for her visions stronger.
Today was finally the day, yet he had not come. The sky was starting to darken, and in the vision, Jasper did not appear during the night.
When Alice finally begin to accept the thought of failure and doubt, something in the trees caught her eye. The thing moving was pale and tall, the only two things that needed to build her hope up once more.
She leaned forward in her seat as a man, a handsome man appeared through the thinning of the trees. With her excellent vision, Alice gasped as she noticed his most dominant feature: Scars. Several were placed alongside his neck and the bottom of his jaw, half-shaped moon crescents exploding from his skin.
Everything about him cried dangerous, but his expression was anything but that. His eyes looks confused, lost, melancholy... His face dropped as the rain splashed onto his body, indecision clouding his mind.
But then he sensed something, for his head snapped up. Alice stared intently at him, nothing else mattering to her at that moment. She focused solely on his deep red irises, wanting to make him know that she was here.
It seemed to work, for his eyes met hers. In that moment, everything stopped. It was just Alice and Jasper, and only them.
He began to walk towards the door, never once breaking eye contact with the tiny woman that captured his immediate attention. Although he walked rather slowly, attempting to feel the emotions that ran through her body, Jasper could not feel any danger within her.
Instead, he felt things that he never felt before. He paused at the door, his hand twitching towards handle. She was smiling slightly now, joy radiating through every part of her body. He couldn't help but grin back.
Almost eagerly, Jasper opened the door handle. The woman hopped down from the stool, was she really that tiny? But this shocked him, for never did a vampire advance upon him without intentions not so pure. However, everything about her was so innocent, so uncorrupted...
"You've kept me waiting a long time," she whispered.
He ducked his head in false embarrassment, although confused about what she said. "I'm sorry, ma'am."
The pixie-like vampire flashed a bright smile, reaching out her hand for him to take it. Without thinking, Jasper did take it, her emotions hitting him the hardest ever since he'd seen her. He felt relief, happiness...
For the first time in a century, Jasper Whitlock felt hope.
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A/N: Jesus Christ, you have no freaking idea how excruciatingly hard this chapter was to write! Although it is short, I felt like it was necessary to end it at this part.
Let me just say, I have so much planned out for this story. I know what dramatic and exciting events I am going to put in this story, and I am so excited to write about it! So do not worry, you will not be disappointed.
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