Before He Whispered Her Name

Summary: The Cullen family left Forks after the tragic birthday party. With Edward hearing the news of his beloveds supposed death, he heads to Italy in hopes the Royal family will end his life. Little did he know that his actions were going to change his entire family's lives. With Edward and Alice no longer around, the rest of the family is forced to help the Volturi. Now, Jasper is back in his home town and runs into none other than the Isabella Swan. This is Jasper's story before and up to the point of reconnecting with Bella.

Disclaimer: I own nothing of the Twilight Saga!

Warning: There will be strong language, mentions of rape, self-harm and violence.

Chapter Four – I think I'm Losing my Mind

Previously: "Just be warned. I've been having this terrible feeling in my stomach these last few years. Casius is planning something. I just know it and I pray to god that you lot are able to be as far away from him as you can when it happens." Demetri whispered to us before parting down a side hallway that led to his and Heidi's tower.

It was coming up on the one year mark of being stuck in this castle. I was to the point that I thought I was going to go completely insane from staying in the confides of these walls almost every single day. Of course Casius, being as gracious as he is, – please note my sarcasm – let my family go out into the open arena that was dead center of the castle and surrounded by the stone walls. We got some sun but not much. He only allowed for us to do this on the days he felt that the sun wasn't too strong or bright. If we're being honest, I knew why he stayed out of the sun.

After sitting in the castle for so long and in the same position, their skin was actually starting to crackle in places. All three of the brothers were like that. They seemed that sitting in their thrones all day meant something that makes them seem more important or something. I had gotten a close up look at the three before I was changed. You could see around their eyes and mouths, the cracks in their stone flesh that should have healed like most vampires but you could see that instead of their skin being smooth and having a polished finish to it, theirs' were dried up and rough looking like sandstone.

This passed week had been even harder on my mental health. I had gotten sick for the first time in a century. Of course it couldn't have been a simple cold, oh no, it was a full blown flu bug; body aches, fever, and the vomit that Emmett described as the kind that 'could have probably hit the far wall of the bathroom' if I hadn't made it to the toilet in time. It was the worst I had felt in awhile.

Although I did get to laugh at Emmett a couple days later because he had caught the same bug I had. When he was heaving into the trash bin beside his bed, I just smirked at him; he did the mature thing. Stuck his tongue out at me and flipped me the bird, too bad I just laughed a few moments later when he had his face down in the trash bin again.

Ever since last week though, I have been hearing things. Things that just make me think that I really am going insane. I would hear my bedroom door creak as if someone would open it, the sound of giggles would ring through the hallways but every time I looked, no one was there. I also felt as if someone was watching me. It wasn't just me having these things happen either. Rosalie said she was experiencing them too but she felt we should keep it to ourselves because if we told; then Carlisle would lock us up in some hospital.

Today I decided that I would just go into the sitting room and read one of the Civil War books that Demetri had gotten me this passed weekend. I was stretched out in the oversized armchair, my book in one hand and a bowl of potato chips was balanced between my thighs. The book was interesting at first until I got to the parts that I knew was coming; they always got things wrong. I would know. I was there when that general died. It wasn't the other side, it was one of his own men that was a young boy, young than me at the time; he was nervous, shaking and his aim was shit. That was all it took and he had accidentally shot his commanding office in the back of the head.

I had ended up falling asleep sometime while reading. A cool breeze was blowing against my cheek and I was startled awake when I felt something touch my forehead. I hastily rubbed my eyes to get the sleep out and looked around, only to see that the room was completely empty and the fire crackling was the only sound in the room besides my frantic breaths. I shook my head and set my book and bowl on the side table before standing and stretching my body. Should have known better than to have set with my neck in that position, Jasper. I thought as I rubbed my aching neck.

Walking around the armchair, I had just opened the sitting room door when I felt a cool breeze and heard the tale tell sounds of familiar giggling. I looked around me again, my heart beating so hard I thought it would beat clear out of my chest. At that moment, Peter turned the corner and he must have seen the look on my face because he jogged over to me. Pressing me hand to his chest he told me to calm myself and breath with him. It was only then that I realized I was on the verge of a panic attack.

"Jasper, are you alright?" Peter asked once my breathing was slowed but still not normal.

I shook my head, "Yeah, I mean no. I mean, god I don't fucking know." Shaking my head again, I looked up into his eyes. "I think I'm losing my mind, Peter. I'm hearing shit. I feel as if someone is watching my every step. I just woke up because I felt something touch me! It fucking touched me, Peter!"

Peter grabbed my arms that I was now waving around frantically at my sides. "Whoa man, calm down. You're not crazy. And you're not the only one this is happening to. It's all of us. Char has been hearing growling and curses muttered when she is the only one in the room. She swore that someone tried to choke her in her sleep the other night but I had Heidi come look around, she found no one. I know Rose has been hearing things. Emmett hasn't been paying attention it seems, or he is just hiding it. Carlisle and Esme are being taunted. I overheard them talking yesterday afternoon. Something along the lines of hearing a male voice that is very dark sounding, calling them pathetic and worthless. Saying that it is all their faults that every person they have had contact with is dead." Peter sighed, "Esme.. it is killing her Jazz."

"Is there anything we can do about this? Is it Casius messing with us? Like using his gift to manipulate us to think these things?" I asked.

"No Jasper. These things are really happening to us. I just pray to god that this shit ends when we get out of this place."

"I agree."

AN: Okay, so just a chapter that tells a little about Jasper in his castle days.

The next chapter will begin his five years up until he meets up with Bella again. I'm thinking I will do the chapters by the years. There may be a part 1 and part 2 for some of the chapters.

I also tried to work on The Fire Burning and damnit. I cannot get into that story again. Just please give me some time. I promise I will update it again at some point.

I will also be posting some Harry Potter one-shots sometime soon. Being without a car and having no way to leave the house has given me extra time to write random crap aka lemony Harry – Draco stories. ^^ Look for those soon if that is something you like to read.

Leave me your comments, I love to hear from you all.

XoXo - Jenn