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POV: Jasper Whitlock-Hale
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I'd been follwing Bella for a few days. Yes, I knew that following my brother's future wife was frightening and slightly creepy, but I had to keep her safe. Alice had a vision of something that was going to happen, and only her and Edward could go. How she didn't see Bella leaving was odd, but I trusted my wife completely. Her and my brother would only be gone for another week. And true to Bella's word, she was beginning to head back to our home, and it had only been six days. The family should be back by now, curious as to where everyone was.
Bella's hormones mixed with her emotions once more. I couldn't help but tap into them to see what they felt. She was worried, afraid, very sad and...sick? What the hell? Sick wasn't an emotion, nor was it a hormone. An automatic reflex wanted to push out a fresh wave of calmness and relaxation, but held it back. She couldn't know I was here. She would think that I could kill her.... How could I kill Bella? Even though I didn't know her inside and out, apart from her emotions, I loved her. She was a brilliant woman and, once she was changed, she would be a great friend to me. Maybe she would be an empath too! To have someone else who could feel what I felt, so have someone who understood...that would be bliss.
My brother Emmett had brutal, deadly strength. To me, he looked like an Abercrombie model on steroroids. He was playful and kind, but deep down, his emotions were pure. He loved fighting, showig off...he was almost selfish. His mate, Rosalie, my sister, was like the senior cheeleader on the squad. Deep down, she was vain, self-absorbed and she loved it when the attention was on her. She disliked Bella to the point of anger, but she didn't hate her. Not even close. She only loved my parents and my brother. Esme was so pure, so kind and beautiful on the inside. She was unselfish, she only felt love. Carlisle only wanted to help people. He cared so much for our family and for every other being that walked this earth, wether it be human or vampire or even wolf. They were truly good people who deserved a wonderful outcome on everything. My wife, my Alice, was like a child on the inside. She loved her life as a vampire since she didn't know her human life too well. She loved the money that has grown over the hundred of years we've been around. She loved to shop. She was my little fairy, the most amazing thing I had ever met. And my last brother, Edward, he was...high on himself. He was the godly brother, the innocent brother.... He had all those females in Alaska but he chose to remain a 109 year old virgin. I smiled to myself, remembering when he asked us about sex.
-Flashback-
Jasper and Emmett sat around the television, staring blankly at the screen. Edward approached and Jasper smirked.
"Nervous much, Edward?" Jasper teased, glad to turn his eyes away from the screen. Emmett just glanced at us.
"I have to ask you two a question. Let's go for a walk." Edward suggested. Emmett shrugged.
"Whatever." He responded in his burly voice.
"All right." Jasper was curious of why the nerves in his brother seemed to pop. They walked to the edge of the forrest.
"It's got to be out of ear range of the girls." Edward whispered. "Can you hear me Alice?" She didn't respond. Jasper pushed a wave of annoyance at the girls.
"The three of them just got the urge to shop." Jasper told his brothers, and they waited five minutes. They watched the sleek black car pull out of the garage and watched them speed down the road.
"Alice is going to annoy the hell out of Rose." Emmett laughed. "She woke up bitchy this morning."
"She does every morning, Emmett." Jasper commented. "I give it ten minutes. Unless Alice really wants to shop."
"It's Alice. She'll always want to shop." Emmett teased. They both laughed for a moment. "You all right, Edward? You look kinda pale."
"I wanted to ask you two something." Edward confessed. "About...sex." If vampires could blush, Edward would be blood red. Emmett chuckled, rapping the brother on the back.
"It's the best." Emmett said without shame. I didn't feel embarassed about talking about my sex life either.
"It's the closest you can ever get to a person without feeling their emotions." Jasper told him.
"Does it hurt them? The girl, I mean?" Edward asked. Emmett sat down and the other two followed suit.
"Only the first time. If they were a virgin when they were turned, then they'll be that tight forever. Rose wasn't but it's fine. She didn't choose it." He seemed to flashback until Edward snapped in his face.
"Alice loves to play games. Role play, you know, or sometimes try new things. I recommend just the standard her on bottom before you try anything new, especially if she's that tight. It'll be painful every time, but the pain turns to pleasure soon after the second thrust." Jasper said. "I only know because Alice was a virgin and she feels it every time. Poor thing. But you'll have to be careful."
"Yeah. Since we never get tired, it can go for hours!" Emmett chuckled again. "And that's always a good way to get your babe in a good mood."
"Please you and Rose are like rabbits and she's still in a bad mood." Edward laughed for a second.
"If you get her to moan, now, that's the best part. It's cute when their face wrinkles up because they don't know what to feel first." Jasper smiled.
"Alice just loves Jasper Jr. Have you ever heard her moan? At least you room isnt right next to theirs!" Emmett's laughter echoed through the forrest. Jasper felt a tiny bit of smug from Edward, but pushed it aside.
"It's the best." Jasper said in the background.
-End Flashback-
Edward was smug. He wouldn't share Bella with the world. He wanted to place her in a glass case and never let her out, no matter how much she begged or pleaded or cried. Not that I would want to share Bella with him...or anyone....
"Oh dear." I muttered to myself. I was doing it again. Thinking of Bella. Why? She wasn't my mate. And yet I began to think of how good she would feel, how nice we would look together. Once again, I began to compare Bella to my Alice. I compared my Alice's short, black, spiky hair to Bella's long, wavy chocolate hair. I compared my wife's small, short, breakable frame to Bella's slender, taller and more sturdy form. I compared the way Alice's hips moved when she danced about to the way Bella's seemed to move gently and yet attractivly when she walked. Alice was so loud, and obnoxiously childish when she didn't get what she wanted. She, with her futuristic mind, was in everybody's business. Bella went with the flow of things, she embarassed easily. Bella wore simple things that complimented her greatly while Alice prefered to wear the "fashions of the moment", changing outfits every moment or two. If Alice got her way, she might play dress up Cullen's 24 fucking 7.
It had been a steady stream of comparisons since the first day. And here it was, day six, and I was hung up over the fact that Alice and I didn't have much in common. I was beginning to rethink how much I loved Alice. How much I sacrificed for her, and the limited apprectation I would get.... Alice was becoming distant. I could feel her tenseness around me, her lack of love that hadn't been there before. In fact....
-One week ago-
Alice's head was on the pillow, her body glistened in the sunlight. Her leg was over Jasper's shoulder as he teased her. Her eyes fluttered, her unnessary breath coming out in little gasps as his hand moved up and down.
"Jasper!" She whispered furiously, tangling her small fingers in his blonde curls. He chuckled, moving his hand down her thigh. "Stop teasing!"
"Patience, my love, is a virtue." Jasper told her.
"Vampires don't need patience." She snapped although she wasn't angry. Jasper chuckled, kissing from her knee to the middle of her thigh. That's when he noticed it. The bite mark on the inside of her thigh. He stopped kissing. That wasn't his bite mark, nor his venom. He would never disrespect Alice, even if she wanted it, by scarring her that way. "Jaz?"
"Patience." He purred, keeping up his walls. The venom was familiar as well....
-End Flashback-
I did know that venom. It was my brothers. My own lying, cheating, asshole of a brother. Prick, what a sham. That was what he felt when he was talking. I felt my fury bubble and grow until it over took me. Anger literally blinded me. I was so mad, so betrayed, and so miserable in my own world of flashbacks and the present that I didn't notice Bella's absence for a while. Not until....
A scream echoed between the trees. It even gave me goosebumps, me! A vampire who had murdered several humans to live and several vampires to fight. I had never felt goosebumps until the night I died. The scream was that of pure fear, of everything that a human's lungs could carry. A scream of death.
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