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Disclaimer: I do not own the Twilight Saga. If I did I would probably put Bella with Jasper, although I do love the Edward/Bella story as well. Those books are amazing :)

Chapter 5 : Beginnings

Bella's POV

I looked around myself. The last time I had been here, I hadn't really paid any attention to Alice and Jasper's room at all. I had been too focused on Jasper. This made me blush but I shook my head and felt my face paling again. The room was beautiful. It had an off-white creamy colour with a dark brown wall border running horizontally across the middle of all four walls. The border consisted of squares within squares of different shades of brown. The floor was made of parquet and the ceiling was painted the same shade of brown which was mostly predominant in the border. A modern chandelier hung from the middle of the ceiling. It hung gracefully, supported by bronze-coloured metal and ending in light-bulbs which had shades shaped like blooming petals. The shades were off-white as well. In the middle of the room, there was a huge four-poster bed with a canopy. The canopy was different; modern. It consisted of two off-white sheets hanging horizontally across the two sides of the bed. The bed-sheets themselves were a very dark brown with some off-white complimentary pillows. Everything about this room reminded me of the Earth. There were two wonderful dark brown doors which looked like they were made out of Venetian blinds and I was positive that they were Alice and Jasper's closets. There was a dresser on one side of the room with a wonderful mirror and a desk on the other side. On the wall next to the door which led into the room was a huge bookshelf filled with books which squashed each other in order to fit. I was positive this was Jasper's. Alice hated reading anything that was not a fashion magazine. I was looking at the bookshelf when the door opened, and he walked in. His entry into the room gave rise to all the feelings that I had been trying to get a hold of earlier. Butterflies erupted from within my stomach and my heart was beating erratically. My breaths were becoming shallower and shorter and I could feel my skin becoming redder by the second. I tried to shake myself out of this embarrassing state but I wasn't able to. His beautiful blonde hair was so breathtaking and his golden eyes complimented one of the many shades of blonde so well. His skin went well with both his hair colour and his clothing choices. He just stood there in the doorway staring at me. He probably thought I was so stupid, staring at him like that with my mouth hanging open looking like a dead fish.

"Hi," I managed to breathe out. He snapped out of what seemed to be a daze and took a few steps into the room. He closed the door behind him and then looked at me as if he was surprised to see me there.
"Alice said that she needed me to get her a handbag from our room. She never mentioned you…"
"Oh," I replied, "Um…ok…but I'm sure she took her handbag with her Jasper. She was just in here."
"Oh," he told me, "I'll go ask her. To check again." He tried to open the door but it was locked.
"ALICE!" he shouted. We heard her giggling from downstairs. His eyes widened knowingly and he looked at me.

"Oh," he said, "how are you feeling Bella? How did it go yesterday with Edward and everything?"
"I broke up with him," I told him, "I don't feel anything anymore. The feeling has been long gone. I was lying to myself. I didn't really know. I was broken when he left me and I was so relieved when I saved him from the Volturi, but when we returned and he showed me who he had become; I just didn't feel a thing towards him. He started to annoy me, much like Mike Newton. I'm not in love…with him, anymore."
"I'm sorry Bella," he told me, "I really am." He sent over waves of sympathy and calm but I shook my head and smiled at him.

"There's nothing to feel sorry about Jasper," I said, "I'm happy about it. I feel released. He was controlling my every move. Don't you remember graduation last week? He had already established the rules for my communicating with you. Don't you remember what happened during the ceremony?"

Jasper's POV

Of course I remembered. I had to work so hard to send off waves of calm towards Bella. She had been so embarrassed of Carlisle and Esme. I had gone over to congratulate her after she had obtained her diploma and Edward was at her side in an instant. He was scolding her like he would scold a child, and it was really my fault after all. I had been the one to go and congratulate her. But she had every right to be congratulated after all. She was so embarrassed that she was being treated like this in front of whom she was hoping would become her future adoptive parents. So I had done my best to send over waves of calm and serenity.

"Jasper, what's wrong?" a beautiful voice suddenly asked from far away, "Jasper. Jasper are you okay?" I snapped out of the memory and looked in front of me. She was standing inches away from my face and her hand was clasping mine. I knew I would blush if I could. I had all of the butterflies in the world right now.
"Oh Bella, I'm sorry. I got a flashback of what happened during graduation," I told her, "I'm sorry."
"It's ok," she said as she jumped back to her initial position, "You were just sending waves of fury and I was worried that something was wrong. I was worried that you were hurt or something like that." I could tell that she was feeling flustered and embarrassed so I sent over some more waves of calm.
"It's nice of you when you do this," she told me, "I appreciate it Jasper. Look, I should be honest with you."
"Of course Bella," I said.

"I know that you and Alice are divorced," she told me, "Alice told me earlier. I'm sorry Jasper."
"What about?" I asked her, "Alice and I both agreed on the divorce. We just stopped loving each other in that way after some time. There's nothing to be sorry about Bella. I'm perfectly happy."
"That's good to know," she told me as relief washed over her, "so do you like to read?" Her eyes immediately moved to my huge bookcase. I smiled at her and nodded, "Reading is my favourite pastime." Apart from looking at and thinking of you darling, I thought. Oh God, I was already calling her darling in my head. Next thing I knew I would be serenading her in the moonlight with a rose in my mouth.
"I love to read," she told me, "I'll never get tired of Wuthering Heights. It's my favourite."
"Mine would have to be Great Expectations," I told her, "But I also enjoy Pride and Prejudice. I know it's pretty girly but I love the story. Have you read Jane Eyre Bella? If not, I can lend you mine. It's amazing."
"I have read it actually, but I haven't read Great Expectations yet," she told me. I decided to lend her mine.
"Do you like music?" I asked her out of the blue, "with me, it depends on the mood."
"When Edward left, I started to hate music. It constantly reminded me of what I used to have but no longer possessed. When he came back, we didn't really listen to any music, but I occasionally enjoy listening to instrumentals, movie scores, and some indie music. When I'm depressed I tend to listen to rock music now. What about you?" she asked, "Do you enjoy listening to music? I know the genres I like are a bit out of the ordinary especially the movie score music but well that's one of the things that's different about me…one little thing that's not as boring and plain as I am…" I looked at her. Her eyes were nailed to the ground and her voice had become small and diminished. I took her hand in mine.
"I like those genres of music too, but I disagree with you on something. You're far from either plain or boring Bella. You're a very fascinating person," I said. Her eyes slowly lifted themselves from the ground and met mine. She gazed deep into my eyes. I had never noticed what a beautiful shade of brown they were.
"Just because Edward can't read my mind, and just because Aro can't read my mind, and just because my blood smells better doesn't make me special. It just makes me a freak of nature," she said softly.
"I wasn't thinking about those things when I said that you were fascinating," I told her, "There are a lot of things that have been fascinating me about you lately Bella. Well, let's put it this way; I realized lately, but deep down they have fascinated me since I first laid eyes on you. You're beautiful Bella."

Bella's POV

I stared at him in shock. Had he just said that I was beautiful? Was this guy for real?

"I'm beautiful…I am beautiful? Have you looked in a mirror lately?" I asked, "You should if you haven't." I took his hand in mine and he tagged along when I dragged him to the dresser with the mirror hanging on top of it. We both stood in front of the mirror. "Look at me and then look at yourself and you'll know what I'm talking about," I told him, "Just look into the mirror. Look at your hair and compare it to mine, and look at your eyes and compare them to mine, and just smile and look at your face. Or listen to your voice. Listen to how warm and sweet you sound when your accent slips. And then compare…"
"Have you just called me beautiful?" he asked me as he smirked. I felt myself melt inside that wonderful half smile of his. Why did he have to be so perfect? Edward was a wallflower next to this beautiful star.
"Yes," I replied honestly, "I have." I could feel the scarlet shame climbing its way up to my cheeks.
"Bella," he told me, "I'm not that beautiful. Look at all of these scars." He revealed his collarbone and his arms. He was covered in bite marks but all they did was make him more endearing and more real. Without knowing how, I reached my hand out and traced across one of the bite marks on his collarbone.
"I think you're beautiful just the way you are," I told him, "You're more beautiful than Edward, Jazz."
A wave of excitement hit me as soon as I used the short version of his name, "How did you get them?"

We sat down at the dresser on the long stool that was perched in front of it and he told me his story. He told me how he had been only seventeen when he joined the army and had lied about his age, claiming twenty. He told me how he had soon become the youngest major of Texas, and that was not considering his real age. Then he had been put in charge of a battle and had escorted survivors to Houston. One night, he encountered three women of unbelievable beauty; one of which was called Maria. She liked him because he seemed charismatic and she changed him. She had him help her create an army of newborns and he'd had to train them and use his gift to control their emotions. He told me of the blood he'd had to drink. He told me his entire story and about two of his friends, Peter and Charlotte who had shown him a different way of life; a life that was not filled with wars and hatred. He then described his meeting with Alice and how they had ended up with the Cullens. Jasper started to sob. I felt his pain and sadness washing over me and his embarrassment as well. I reached out and stroked his beautiful cheek. He looked into my eyes. I knew then that I cared for him. I knew that I loved him. And I knew that I would never want to leave this man's side.

"I'm a monster Bella," he told me, "I'm a sick monster with a bloodstained past."

Jasper's POV

"Jazz," she said. The use of my nickname gave me butterflies whenever it was uttered by her sweet voice. "You will never be a monster," she told me, "You're perfect Jasper." I knew that she had blurted it out because as soon as the phrase was out, her face became a beautiful shade of scarlet. She looked adorable whenever she blushed.

"I'm anything but perfect," I told her, "Need I remind you that I was about to kill you Bella?"
"No you don't need to remind me," she told me, "Because I don't want to hear you say it again, ever. I hate it when you keep blaming yourself for something that was my fault. What did you expect? You're a vampire Jasper. I should be thanking you for not killing me. I should be thanking you for when you protected me from James and Victoria. I should be thanking you from when you protected me from Edward."
"Bella," I said, "Oh Bella…you are so selfless and loving. So forgiving…what are we going to do with you?"
"Don't ever let me out of your lives just because I'm not with Edward anymore Jasper," she said, "That's all I want." I could sense from her emotions that there was something she wasn't telling me.
"Is that really all you want?" I asked her. I was prepared to feel disappointed but I was excited at the same time. I wanted her to tell me that she wanted me forever. I had fallen for her and I had fallen hard. My dead heart had soared up into the Heavens ever since I had realized my feelings for her.
"I-" she started, "I…" I felt embarrassment and hesitation flowing from her and a hell of a lot of anxiousness so I tried to send over a load of calm to keep her serene. Her features softened.
"Thank you Jazz," she said as she smiled softly, "I want…I…I want you." I looked at her and she continued to speak, "I know that when we look in the mirror, I will never be half as beautiful as you are, never half as interesting and never half as special. But I swear, it's hit me like a bolt of lightning and it has happened fast. But I swear Jasper, I swear I'm falling in love with you."

We looked in the mirror at the same time. I moved closer to her and I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her softly on the cheek. This induced a beautiful blush. "Remember when you were asking me to look into the mirror and compare myself to you? I think your hair is a beautiful and rich chocolate brown as are your beautiful eyes. I never want to tear my own away from them. I think your smile is what makes me happiest – knowing that you are happy. Your voice is sweet Bella. And your blush is adorable. When I look in the mirror, I see a man who will never be half as beautiful as the girl…the woman sitting down next to him. I see me, a man who will never be half as beautiful as you. And I swear Bella, I swear I'm in love with you too."

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