YAY!! Another chapter out. This one shows a bit more of the plot which of course I have no idea where said plot is going... so if you have any ideas please put them in a review because if you don't tell me what you want you probably wont get it (that line sounded cheesey to me). Oh well, here's the story, I hope you enjoy...PLEASE REVIEW!! It makes my day : )
Disclaimer- Once again, I don't own them. : ( ... sad isn't it.
Emotionless
We were finished hunting, the burn in my throat nothing but a memory. It was too sunny to run back to our home, so we were lying in a small clearing, the dappled light from the trees hitting our exposed skin, making it sparkle.
All of a sudden I felt the familiar feeling of a vision. It was the most curious sensation, like every emotion was being sucked out of me, leaving in its wake a blank canvas to paint the vision upon. I remember the first time Jazz had seen me have a vision. I swear if he had a heart he would have had a heart attack. He had never felt someone's emotions being sucked out of their body. When it had finished I felt his shock and fear. He was scared for me and that made me love him even more.
Just before I completely slipped into my vision I felt Jazz's fear, even now he wasn't used to me being emotionless and then everything around me faded.
Jazz and I stood out from a mile away, even to the human eye. We were a dark spot amongst hundreds of miles of snow, quickly working our way to another dark spot in the distance.
I could feel the emotions rushing back into me. The vision was over. Jazz was sitting up and he pulled me into his lap, pressing a small kiss to my palm.
"What did you see?"
"Snow, Jazz! Lots and lots of snow!" I said, jumping up from his lap and skipping around the sunny clearing, the happiness I felt exploding out of me and soon my Jasper was grinning with me.
I looked at him lying in the middle of the clearing, the dappled light making his skin look like it was made of diamonds. His golden hair was messy from the hunt and his eyes were a light butterscotch. Perfect, I thought, before running over to stand next to him.
Did I deserve such a beautiful vampire? I thought to myself. Probably not, my heart whispered back. What had I done to deserve my own personal god? My beautiful, caring, protective god who loved me to pieces. Me, the odd looking pixie with no past and too much future, way too much future.
Jasper felt my worry and instantly jumped up. His light eyes were filled with worry about me and I felt the ghost of a tear run down my face; a ghost of a tear I couldn't cry.
Jasper leant down so we were face to face and slowly traced a line down my sparkling cheek. As if we was wiping away the ghost tears, leaving a trail of fire in its path. A fire that only he could ignite.