God! I'm getting so bad at updating. I might start updating one or twice a week, cause i have so much schoolwork.
Anyway, on with the gayness (although no so much in this chapter, sorry)
Disclaimer: Fi and I do not own Twilight
JPOV
Happiness doesn't last. At least, that's what I've grown to know.
It is not something I have come to a mild conclusion about; with little evidence to give my understanding of this fact. I feel it so little, and not only in me. The world seems to thrive of misery. I've seen almost two centuries of loss; mine and those of the people I love, with the pain that follows. I've felt so many different types of pain, for so many reasons. The pain of losing someone you love; Of leaving your home without a choice; Of knowing there was absolutely nothing you could have possibly done to stop something; Of torturing yourself into thinking of an impossible way to change what has already happened.
I know of these pains and many others. The Cullens feel them, also. It was all the emotion that filled the kitchen as we stood together - The living room didn't seem appropriate, with the mess left after mine and Edward's brief clash.
Carlisle and Esme had arrived together only minutes before Emmett and Rosalie, while Alice and I were sat on the front porch. All of their initial reactions to seeing me - except for Emmett's, obvious - were shock. They clearly thought Alice would have seen me coming.
My separate greetings back were…strange
Esme, the same natural mother she always had been, was delighted. She'd pulled me into a bone-crushing hug, laughing blissfully and repeating the same sentence under her breath. I could only just hear her, but the hope in her voice was enough to suffocate me: "I knew you'd be back."
She didn't even notice the missing door behind me.
Carlisle had looked incredibly wary at first. His eyes were narrowed towards mine and squinting slight, his hands gripping my shoulders tightly. I was feeling worried, myself. He looked about ready to attack! He said nothing for a while, and then he pulled me into a hug much like Esme's. He took in a deep breath before he spoke. "You're never leaving again, son," he hissed in my ear, his voice grave but swelling with emotion. Alice had caught my sad smile and shook her head miserably.
When Rose and Emmett arrived, Esme was grasping my hands and firing questions at me. She asked where I had been, what I'd done in every place, and what had made me come back. It was amazing how much she managed to ask me in the short time it took the last pair to arrive. I couldn't answer every question, though - she didn't give me enough time!
Rosalie had looked furious when she saw me. In fact, her anger was hitting me like bullets. I stepped away from Esme, so she wasn't caught in the line of fire. Rose left Emmett's side and strode forward, stopping barely a foot away from me and glowering. It was the second time that night I was slapped. Her slim hand struck my face harder than Alice's - It figures that Rose would've had more practice - and I felt a sharp stab of pain. I rubbed my cheek once, groaning. "Is that becoming a sport with the Cullen women?" I'd grumbled.
Esme's look of hurt tore at my heart and I had quickly apologised to her.
Her warm smile was infectious, I found. There was a sudden calm surrounding our small group, with no contribution from me. "It's fine, Jasper," she'd assured me, then forced Rose to apologise.
It took a few minutes of persuasion, but she did manage to smile and mutter a quick sorry.
For a minute, I was happy again.
But we had to tell them about Alice's vision and there wasn't time to put it off.
I apologised for the mess in the living room as we passed through into the kitchen, but Esme seemed not to care in the slightest.
Alice leapt straight into the whole story, without pausing once. It seemed Emmett hadn't told Rosalie anything, as she glared viciously at him when Alice finished explaining the details of Edward's dismal future. At word of my missing future, I was battered by one whole feeling of grief. Four pairs of devastated eyes flashed to mine. Emmett had looked regretful, but I could barely sense the small emotion with the battling anguish. Alice didn't look at me. Her eyes remained on the floor, while mine remained on her.
She went on though, reminding them of Edward's murder of the vampire James's mate. The Cullen's were still listening, but their eyes never left me after that. I knew them all so well. They believed that I couldn't be hurt as long as they were with me, watching me every second.
I wished they were right.
Alice finished by telling them about Edward running away; to which poor Esme had gasped fearfully, her hand flying to her open mouth. Carlisle wrapped his arms around her comfortingly, murmuring something unintelligible in her ear. She had managed to calm herself after that, but her worry never died down.
I closed my eyes then.
Hours could have passed. I wouldn't have realised. I could hear so little movement from the others that they might as well have not been there. But I knew they wouldn't leave me alone now. Not when they knew about the revenge-crazed vampire who was coming to kill me. I couldn't blame this on Edward, though. I knew Alice did, Rose and Emmett probably would as well. But Carlisle and Esme, I knew would think of this in the same way as me. Edward had made a mistake. He thought he was doing the right thing at the time. He thought he was saving both the family and the rest of the town. He didn't make me come back to this fate, either. I came back of my own free will, no matter what the consequences had become.
And I was back to stay.
When I looked up Alice met my eyes again, for the first time since we were outside. She smiled and held out her hand to me. I sighed deeply and, without pausing, I took it.
"We're not going to let you die, Jazz," she said with confidence, her eyes shining brightly. "I promise."
I returned a weak smile of my own and nodded, meeting the individual gaze of the other four vampires, all so loving and strong in their own ways. I breathed in slowly before finally looking back at Alice.
"Thank you for saying so," was my whispered response.
Because I knew my happiness wasn't going to last.
EDPOV
Another deafening roar erupted from my chest, echoing through the empty space between the trees and startling the nearby creatures. The noise darted through the forest like an explosion of lightning, shaking the ground and causing the trees closest to me to tremble.
I dug my fingers into the hard soil at my feet, relentlessly clawing my way through the layers of rock and dirt. Something in me knew what I was doing, but my body was working on its own without waiting for my mind to catch up. In seconds I was standing waist deep in the hole I had created, panting heavily from the onslaught of emotions which were tearing at me. I knew this was how Jasper felt just walking down a busy street. He felt everyone'ssentiments. They became his emotions, therefore his could feel the heartbreak of our family right now, while I was ludicrously cowering in my ditch; hiding from my own pathetic emotions which were nothing to compare.
I shook my head vigorously, digging further still into the ground with my hands. I knew what I was doing now - and I knew why. A vampire's mind never took too long to catch up with their actions.
I was much further than six feet underground by now. I knew this only by the fact that the ground was well over five feet higher than me, and growing even further away.
I was completely covered in dirt. My unbuttoned dress shirt was already torn from flying through a wall of glass, now it was stained with dirt too; as were my jeans.
I finished quickly. The hole was wide and long enough for someone slightly larger than myself to lie down in, but it was deep enough for someone much strong than me to have to struggle persistently to make their way back out - at least for several straight months, anyway.
It would not be as easy for someone to dig out of this hole, as it was for me to make it.
Perfect.
I straightened up, uselessly brushing down my shirt. I spun around and leapt onto one of the dirt walls surrounding me. I climbed effortlessly, crawling my way back to the surface…
I heard his voice before I saw him.
"Edward…"
That was a cool chapter hu?
You know what you should do now?
Yeah thats right reveiw!
Yay
Go soff for getting it done even though we were in london till late last night. FOR A CONCERT THAT NEVER HAPPENED :
Stupid Relentless
Anyway enough ranting. Go Reveiw and cheer us up
Please :P