JPOV
I ran with Bella still on my shoulder for miles, keeping to the shadows, until I found someone no one would miss. An old drunk wandering around, nothing to do but drink. I set bella down at the side of the road and sat down beside her.
'bella, do you have any idea what we are?' I asked softly. If she didn't have any idea by now, then this was going to be a painful conversation. She didn't deserve this. She slowly nodded 'vampires' she whispered, eyes cast downward. I heard her dry sobbing. I don't know why I did it, but I suddenly pulled her into my lap and hugged her to my chest. Her arms wrapped around my neck and she buried her gave in the notch between my shoulder and neck. My hands rubbed her back soothingly. Her sniffling calmed down, but I kept her in my arms. It was at this point that I realised that since she woke up, I haven't been able to feel her emotions. I felt her squirm and loosened my hold on her and when she was no longer in my arms, I immediately missed the warmth her body had provided.
'I'm sorry' she said quietly.
'don't apologise bella' she looked at me questioningly 'ask me anything'
'what's your name? vie only heard Major or the God of War' she looked as if she was sorry she asked.
'I'm Major Jasper Whitlock. I've been in the southern army with Maria for over a hundred years. I train the newborns and when they are of use to us, I destroy them. that's why the vampires of the world call me the God of War. Because I am the most feared fighter there has ever been in the newborn wars. And I've got the scars to prove it' I whispered the last part, reminded of my earlier thoughts of how hideous I look. Subconsciously, I tugged the sleeves of my long-sleeved t-shirt farther down my wrists. Bella noticed and reached for the sleeve and began sliding them towards my elbow. I closed my eyes and looked away but didn't stop her. Wincing when I heard her gasp, I roughly tugged the sleeve back down and stood, punching a tree - which snapped, groaned and fell - and looked back at her. She was looking at me in fear, she was scared of me because of the scars. I was right I thought miserably she's just like everyone else. I knew it was too good to be true. My shoulders slumped, defeated. Was there a single person out there - human or vampire - that wasn't scared of me. Before I noticed her, bella was in front of me, with my face in her hands.
'jasper, what's wrong?' she asked, looking into my eyes. I could see concern and something else I couldn't identify.
'you're scared of me because of my scars. Just like everyone else. When will there be a person who isn't afraid of them? I guess I really am a monster' I looked away trying to smell out our dinner so that we could find it easily and then just go home. Just as I was about to move to catch the drunk that hadn't moved since we'd gotten here I felt Bella's lips press to mine. I was so shocked at her actions that I didn't react she pulled away and looked down ashamed and embarrassed - I could only get the gist of her emotions.
'I'm sorry major, I-I didn't know how to get you to look at me. Please don't kill me. I just wanted to tell you I wasn't scared of your scars' she closed her eyes and looked downcast.
'bella, I'm not mad at you' she looked back up at me through her big beautiful eyes.
'really? You mean you're not going to kill me?' she was still nervous but I realised something. She was the only person to ever accept me, scars and all. I was falling in love with bella.