Chapter Six

Jasper

How had that happened?

There was no denying what had happened in the kitchen. What had nearly happened. But in that moment, when her hand was in mine and her eyes were locked onto my own, gold and violet, everything seemed right. But what did that say about me? About her? About Alice?

Alice.

She was only upstairs, talking with Edward. I wondered how much he'd heard. Whether Alice knew already. Maybe it was better that she did. The new feelings, the new tenors within Morgana that were so strange and inhuman, were making things difficult to for me to understand. At least now she had disappeared off into the forest, leaving me room to think and to feel properly.

I tried to make sense of it. Tried to make things easier for me, but there was no way around it. I wondered if Morgana was going through the same thing I was. Confusion, pain...oh, why did this have to happen!

I tensed up, but Emmett was too absorbed in the television to notice. Rosalie, however, glanced in my direction. I didn't look at her. Our sibling bond was skin deep, and she wasn't about to go out of her way to get into an in depth conversation with me. She merely flipped her hair, and her once vaguely suspicious feelings turned back to the more self-contented, yet despairingly dark emotions that plagued her always. She fell from my attention soon though, and my thoughts turned back to Morgana once again. Why had she affected me in such a way? Especially in only a few days. To immortals, that was merely a moment – a black dot on the endless timescale of our existence. But if she could affect me like that in that amount of time...It didn't make sense, none of it made sense. Alice was my soul mate, so how could I ever be tempted away?

I couldn't forget how much I'd smiled lately. How my good mood had only been extinguished by Alice's dark feelings, and Morgana's injury. Was that why I didn't kill her?

It was no lie that I'd had the perfect opportunity. I had her up against the wall behind the school, where no one would find us for awhile. No matter how strong she was, or what she could do as a Wicken, there was no way she could have escaped. I could always have moved her to the forest if I needed to. My throat ached at the thought of it. However, the guilt and sadness rising from my heart numbed the pain for a moment, and I glared at the television screen to distract myself from the turmoil within.

The scent of her blood hit me first when she came back, but luckily Carlisle had arrived too and was on hand to help her. I was painfully aware of him taking her to be treated, but I didn't know what for. The temptation to go and find out was only diminished by the thought of what would happen afterwards. I needed to speak to Alice. To do something about what was going on in my head. In my heart. I knew that I had to do, but I couldn't make the decision. Not yet. If Alice found out...

At that moment, Morgana came down the stairs. Emmett, distracted for once from the television, had a quick feeling of mischief.

"Emmett, what are you-?" I began, but before I could finish, Emmett grabbed the closest thing he could get his hands on – which turned out to be a glass paperweight – and hurled it at Morgana's head.

"Heads!" He cried out in warning. Morgana didn't have the time to turn before she caught it in her hand. She rounded on Emmett,

"Whoa! You're like a ninja-witch or something!"

I sensed the deep despair and guilt within her, but I stayed silent as she called the family around her.

Whatever she was about to say, it was important, and I couldn't help but wonder if it had anything to do with me.

I felt hope.

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