Twilight is the property of Stephenie Meyer. I just like playing with the characters, especially Jasper.
This is a drabble.
I was a quick wet boy
Diving too deep for coins
…
Have I found you?
Flightless bird, jealous, weeping or lost you?
-Iron & Wine
Part 15
Jasper was right. For a few days, her body burned after he bit her. Bella could feel him next to her, the cold of his body in contrast to the fire coursing through hers, his whispers that he was waiting keeping her sane through the pain.
Finally it was over. Bella woke up. She could see everything more clearly now. The world was bright, fresh and in focus. And Jasper himself looked better, if that was possible. She was dazzled by him for her first few days, and they barely left the cabin, exploring one another's bodies.
As for herself, she could tell by looking down and touching her face that her wounds had healed. The cabin didn't have any mirrors, and she hadn't seen her reflection yet. Jasper had asked her if she wanted to, and she had demurred. She had never liked looking at herself.
The couple went back to the city a few weeks later. Bella wanted to pick up some things from her postal box. Jasper had wanted to send someone else, but she insisted that she go. Just a last look, she thought.
Jasper wanted to get in and out quickly. He didn't like going during the day, due to the risk of exposure by sunlight, but it was cloudy.
She had hoped to hold her breath the entire time, but found that impractical. The sound of all those heartbeats alerted her to the presence of prey, so she just breathed in the fire of human scent, fighting the burn, fighting to keep from turning violent.
Bella had experienced enough violence with Him. She wouldn't unleash her new appetite on anyone.
Xx
This is a little Valentine's Day Drabble.
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