Here you are, my wonderul readers! truly, this story lived through YOU all! If you never reviewed, i would have stopped a long time ago. Now, please enjoy this alice and jasper fluff :D (need some after all that angst, y'know?) but WARNING! There's crazy vamps, shirt ripping, and scandalousness in this chapter! haha!
Jasper was the most amazing being I had ever met.
His absence in my life made me only appreciate him more. When he left to hunt--even for a moment, I felt sad and gloomy--like he had torn a piece of my heart out and brought it with him. I didn't get mad--how could I? He couldn't help it that his hand was shackled to a chunk of my nearly broken heart. It was fragile, I had to tell him. It was his, I would promise, but he had to be careful.
I would hold his face and say this with seriousness, but then he would touch my cheek, too, and tell me his was just as fragile. He said that the hope of me existing was the only string that had stitched the pieces together. That made me feel wonderful--that we couldn't survive without the other. We were each other's oxygen…though that isn't a very good metaphor since we needed no air…but still. I had never known such a thing that was loved so much. I didn't think it was possible for anyone--let alone me.
I did things with him I had never done before--like take a walk not alone. I was heading for the door to go on one solo, but he had asked where I was going and I immediately told him. He smiled and asked if he could come. I was surprised--I didn't think he would really want to. I later realized how silly that was. I wanted him to go, and I should have known he wanted to spend time with me, too.
We walked down the dirt trail snaking behind the Cullen's house. The nearby lake threw vibrant colors in its rippling waves: it was a kaleidoscope of oranges and purples and reds. As I marveled at the beauty of the seemingly new world around me, my hand was taken. The last person to hold my hand had been Perry. That immediately saddened me, and I tried not to show it. I kept my face composed and found the dirt trail with my eyes.
"What's wrong?" Jasper asked. I gaped, my cover totally blown by this. How did he know? I was a master at keeping my emotions hidden in the crevices of my private mind. Back with Vincent, I had to learn as to not make him angrier. "How--?" My mouth unhinged more.
Jasper's smile curled shyly, ducking his head slightly, like a bow. I wanted to kiss both of his cheeks at that second, forgetting my shock. "Well…you told me once that you could see the future, right? I mean…that's how you saw me coming." He placed an alabaster hand on his chest, still smiling and swinging our hands. I raised an eyebrow and nodded, trying to pick out the conclusion before he had to tell me.
"I have an ability, too." The sunset-orange glow became brighter in his face. He enjoyed telling me new things about him. "I can read and manipulate emotions."
I felt my eyebrows shoot up and my jaw unhinge. "Really? You can tell what I am feeling?"
The idea was both fascinating, helpful, and horrifying. Imagine--if I wanted to tell him something secretively without the vampire's amazing ears around picking up, I could. However…what if we were doing something as simple as going on a drive and I suddenly see his face turn in the cutest way…I couldn't control that!
"You're nervous?" Jasper asked, and I was horrified at how quick he was with the emotions. How many times had I stared at him, thinking so passionately…. "Alice? What--?" He broke off then, chuckling. I huffed.
"Why are you just now telling me this?" I sighed, embarrassed by all this.
"I'm sorry. I wanted to tell you alone--when the time was right. Don't be embarrassed about anything. Every time I feel your emotions, I always feel the same."
That made me feel slightly better, and I didn't have to tell him that.
When I looked up, he was smirking. "What?"
"I can manipulate emotions…so…" He arched an eyebrow and I suddenly felt different.
I would later be slightly angry with him for what he was about to do, but at the moment, I felt like if I didn't do it, I would die. It was such an odd experience.
Inside of me, he planted a hazardous bud of explosive romantic tension. I think he may have underestimated my response, like maybe he was shooting for just a little kiss and a huge hug without my control, but that was not what I dished out. You see, when the person that you've been longing for your entire life forces you to like them even more--things get a little intense. That would be an understatement. Imagine his surprise.
So there we were, on the dirt trail, outdoors…with me grabbing on to him like some sort of parasite, mashing my lips to his. I felt him nearly stumble over from my total need and my weight--just because it was unexpected. I was only one hundred and five pounds.
There was a loud ringing in my ears that was probably replacing my nonexistent heartbeat. Adrenaline became like a lifeline--again, impossible for me, but the best metaphor.
My palms cupped his face, and my mouth was glued to his--perhaps for hours…as I longed it to be at that second. Even though it was more than he bargained for, luckily, he didn't shove me off in surprise. At that point, I probably would have kicked up dirt by jumping back to my feet and running after him, thirsting for him like blood.
My ankles were hooked together behind his back, my legs hitched on his slim hips. Good thing he held me up a bit--even a vampire cannot obey to the gravity laws at such a moment of lust.
Inside my head, I was wondering what I was doing to Jasper. I was threading my fingers into his hair and feverishly tugging him towards me. My lips were moving quickly and eagerly over his, and I could hear my panting--short and strong. After a while more of kissing, I could faintly hear his own breathing in a chorus of mine. Yet, the noise was so faint over my ringing ears that I could not fully appreciate it.
The ringing, the ringing--it became earsplitting, but I did not care. I only cared about his lips touching mine and how perfectly they matched. There were times in which it happened that I thought were so perfect that I mismatched them, actually. I turned my head and kissed his whole face, my eyes fluttering open and close in a flurry. I could only see his face, I could only hear the ringing.
Only when I angled my head so oddly to kiss his throat and trail down his neck did he slightly push away. I could see the overwhelming in his eyes as he had to gently push away while I tried to grasp him like a lunatic. I was an addict. I could tell he was trying to tone down his little joke, but it wasn't doing much. I could see what I was doing from afar, and I was telling myself to calm down. It was useless. It really was like blood--human blood, flowing and stinging my lips and nose with wonder.
I would have laughed if this was happening to anyone else but me. The way I must have looked: trying to grab his shirt collar. I did, eventually, and I pulled with all my might to get to his lips again. Jasper resorted to letting me go then, but the ringing of my ears couldn't even distract me from falling. I stood up strong and tall (to his shoulder) while he let his guard down, and I continued to kiss him, shoving all my new passion at him unknowingly. He turned his face away, and I could feel his discomfort beneath my lips.
What a sight we probably were. I noticed that I had torn his collar, and that triggered more of my overly passionate thoughts. My eyes blazed open, startling him, and I licked my lips as my fingers became a grip of steel over the flawed stitching. "Alice!" I heard his exclaim as I tugged. We both fell to the dirt road. He cried out in shock while I just tried to get my fingers thoroughly around the fraying fabric.
It ripped. It ripped right down to his ribs, and he couldn't stop me then. Maybe if he got up and ran. That was his only option. I instantly brought my hands there, snaking them inside the blue shirt with his warm body. I didn't think he would even consider leaving me now--didn't he want me just as much? Doubtful…since I was running on artificial lust.
I felt his long body slide from under me, and I was alone, face down on the dirt road. I think he took my passionate emotions with him, because I was suddenly sick to my stomach with loneliness. I squeaked out in reply and looked up, my talon fingers relaxing down in the dust. The front of my shirt was smeared with dirty chalkiness as I tried to get up to my knees, at least.
Jasper looked down at me, his arms held away from his body. His lightening eyes were wide and reflecting the sunset's hues. He was panting hard, his lips parted like he had just said something that I hadn't caught. His shirt was so ruined. How would we explain while we walked inside the Cullen's household? I could see his ribs and stomach muscles contract with every breath he took. I had to look away in case there was some craziness left in me, waiting to be lit up.
"I'm sorry, Alice. I didn't--think it would…" He let out a dragging sigh. All of his words were obscured and shaking. His jaw clenched and relaxed, his eyes were wide as he waited for an acceptance to the groveling.
I gave him my best furious stare, and tried to keep the dying anger inside of me. He flinched back, but the second he did, I let the bad emotions out and laughed. He looked confused as I rolled around on the dirt, holding my sides and giggling. "What--?" Jasper hissed at me, but all I could manage between gales of laughter was: "S--some emotion reader y-you are!"
Then he smiled.
I laughed some more until he came to sit by me, and after I quieted down, I sat up. Smiling at each other with silliness; the laughter drawing lines in our composed faces, we looked on at the lake. The colors reflected were becoming darker and grayer now.
He wrapped an arm around me, and I tilted my head on his broad and naked shoulder. We both let out a sigh at the same moment, still quivering with laughter.
I didn't notice when he covered his bare shoulder from me after realizing it was out in the open. I didn't see.
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