Disclaimer : I don't own Twilight, or any of the following. I know, it hurts me too.
Jasper to Alice
"What are you so happy about? You look like the cat that got the cream?" I asked my brother as he walked into the room. He had just surrendered Bella into the clutches of Rosalie and Alice. And Bella says he's not evil. I thought, earning me a slap on the back of the head from Edward.
" Quiet Jasper! It's your manic wife that's playing with her." I felt amusement radiating off him.
"My wife is not manic! She's just occasionally over hyper-active." I said, mock defensively and blocked another blow.
"Over hyper active?" he asked incredulously, "Jasper, your wife has an undiagnosed case of ADHD" (Attention-Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder)
I smiled and changed the subject, before I got defensive and over-reacted.
"Why are you so happy anyway?" I inquired.
Suddenly I was hit with the strongest desire to hug Alice and tell her how much I loved her. Ah, Edward was thinking about Bella. Again. Does no one in this family realise how sensitive I am?
I decided to enlighten Edward to this fact when I heard Alice call down the stairs,
" It's not worth it. He'll just make fun of you and tell Emmett. You'll make it twenty times worse."
Edward took an unneeded breath, ready to say some wise-arse comment.
"Edward! Don't you dare make fun of Jasper!" yelled Bella. I burst out laughing, knowing Edward wouldn't dare disobey a direct order from Bella. Edward growled at me.
He lunged at me after reading my thoughts.
CRASH!
Esme's new wooden table (to replace the one Emmett and Rose broke during a domestic) was obliterated.
"BOYS!!!!" Edward and I looked at each other, terrified. The only person we truly feared was Esme. She could inflict the torture of motherly shame and disappointment, despite never giving birth to a single one of us.
" Do your homework, or something nice, that doesn't involve breaking the furniture or trying to hurt each other. Really, you boys" She said mournfully and shook her head.
"Idiot, you made Esme mad!" I hissed to Edward. I was trying to make the table not look like it was broken into ten scattered pieces, I was also failing. Miserably.
"Esme isn't mad, she's just concerned. Also, I am not an idiot! You are. Besides, you started it!" Edward whisper-growled at me.
Esme doesn't have only vampire powers, she has mother powers. She can tell if one of her children has done something wrong a mile away.
"How old are you both?" Esme said in a disapproving tone, as she appeared in the living room. Edward and I remained silent, staring at the floor. Edward had his pouty face on. Bella likes the 'pouty face'; I found that out the disturbing way.
"Old enough to know better, that's how old."
Edward cracked first. If not for my military career, I probably would've said the worst thing you could say (in this situation) to Esme first.
"JASPER STARTED IT! IT WAS ALL JASPER!" . I shook my head at Edward's weakness. Poor guy.
"Edward Cullen! Both of you broke my brand new table, so I'm holding you both responsible." she said in that sharp motherly tone, which means she's clearly not pleased. I suppressed a grin as I heard Edward-the-smooth stutter, trying to placate Esme, who was now no doubt picturing various punishments for him. Since Edward was acting like an idiot, and distracting Esme from me in the process, I would most likely escape Esme's wrath and get off on good behaviour. At that thought I smiled smugly, making Edward snort.
"What are yousnorting at, Edward? And why are you grinning like the Cheshire cat, Jasper? I'm waiting."
Ah, damn it! He just had to take me down with him, didn't he? Real nice brotherI thought. He had the decency to look even more ashamed at that thought.
"Edward, you can clean the kitchen. Jasper, come and help me plant flowers in the garden. I'm sure Alice will order a new table for me."
I stared at Esme. She wasn't mad anymore - she was back to normal, but cleaning the kitchen? We never use the kitchen. There is NOTHING to clean! Edward looked smug. Again. Just as I was getting ready to pounce on him once more. Esme began to breeze out of the door, but stopped and said,
" Did I mention Emmett tried to make Bella breakfast this morning? He went through a whole carton of eggs before deciding to try pancakes - without the eggs - then toast, then cereal, before just deciding to leave Bella to make her own. Coming Jasper? It's a lovely day: not to sunny, not too cloudy. Perfect for planting" she smiled.
I don't mind gardening that much; I find it quite relaxing/ Edward definitely had the worst punishment: Emmett is renowned for making disastrous messes. He probably got it because of the 'Jasper did it' comment. Anyway, as I was participating in my 'punishment' that I passed a tall sunflower. I looked at it. Yellow, sunny, bright, beautiful. Alice. All those things were Alice. Alice is a sunflower.
So, I picked the sunflower for her, and decided to give it to her, when I gave her, her letter. Yeah, I was going to copy my brother and write a love letter for my wife. I knew Alice would like it, because as soon as she found out about Bella's - though she was never allowed to read it - she started squealing and got very happy and exited and a little sad. Maybe because I didn't think of it first? I know my wife, I love my wife, but I'll be damned if I ever fully understand her - or what she feels.
I went to my room and began to write.
Dear Alice,
You probably know by now that I'm writing this letter. I doubt I'd ever be able to keep it secret, and I could never lie to you anyway. I remember how shy I was around you when I first met you. You were bright, like a ray of light: all shiny and warm (hearted - metaphorically). We didn't seem to match, you ; energetic and happy, while I was ; sullen and brooding. You spoke a lot and I became confident around you. I talked of my past experiences, of what I remembered of the war I fought in, of my own likes and dislikes, things I rarely thought about or was asked. You urged me to tell you everything, so I did. I told it all, every hope, fear, feeling, every experience. I told you of many different things, and you accepted them all. From my change, to the loss of my virginity and even the first time I drank human blood. I told you things that would horrify others; things I had not yet even admitted to myself. Everything about myself poured out of me.
I can still tell you anything that troubles me. I can tell you - ashamedly - how often Bella tempts my thirst, less so now, but still. I can tell you how I can almost picture her blood sliding down my throat, her taste filling my mouth, overflowing it. I can imagine the taste. Some would say the experience of feeding is better than the best sex ever. Then I think of making love to you. It's not better. Nothing is. Nothing is worth the risk of losing you by - for lack of a better term - eating your best friend. You would forgive me for a lot of things, but I don't know if our relationship could survive that. Plus, I like Bella. Part of me does want to eat her, but another stronger part of me doesn't want to. Who would eat their sister? She's funny and cute (in a non-sexual- oooh- look-at-the-sweet-puppy kind of way) and loves Edward to death.
You listen when I am at my worst. I tell you how I remember that warm life liquid pouring down my throat. My struggle to not consume that tempting elixir of human life. How I could picture - without difficulty - sinking my teeth into a human body, to sate my thirst, to ease the ache. Only to be replaced by a different ache later. As I would remember what I did, and the fear that person felt as I ended their life. I cannot live with that. I also can't live without you.
I gave you that sunflower, because it is you. You are sunny, bright, beautiful and sweet, just as the flower's core is full of sweet nectar. Though you are more than any mere plant could ever be. You are more special, ten times as beautiful and so much brighter that it almost blinds me. In short, you are the best sunflower, heavily magnified.
I know everything about you, and you about me, yet I crave for more. Any piece of information regarding you is treated as a treasure by me. I covet details about you : more mental pictures of you and your different facial expressions, all amazing, all special and unique to you. Another thing a sunflower doesn't have: it is not unique but you are. You are precious, special and unique. There is no other like you. One in a million, they say. They have no idea. I do though, since I've met you.
I would like to say thank you to you Alice, sincerely, from the bottom of my cold, dead heart, so filled with love for you.
Thank you for helping me, restraining me, listening to me, talking to me, finding me and most of all, for loving me. Thank you for loving me, Alice Cullen. I want you to know that I will never stop loving you either. Ever.
Genuinely
Jasper
I sat back, pleased with my work, I didn't say a lot, but with Alice, I never need to. She just knows. Always. It's nothing to do with being physic either. It's us. We know each other totally and completely.
I picked up her gift, the sunflower, and placed it near the envelope, on which I had written Alice's name.
"All ready." I told myself. I just had to give it to her. I found an old Harrods bag ( she loves that store; she says it has everything) and placed the items inside it. I left it on our bed. I knew she would look in the bag - I know Alice.
I went downstairs and played a boxing game with Emmett on his Xbox.
"HA!" yelled Emmett. "Your guy is a wuss. That or you just suck."
Edward then decided to cut in, with "He just sucks." This earned him a high five from Emmett, which caused him to lose the game after all.
"Oh yeah, I suck Emmett. That's why your guy was just KO'd by my guy."
Emmett turned back to the screen, distraught. He said a long line of real bad words that made Esme say, "Emmett! If I ever hear language like that coming out of your mouth again, I will wash it out with soap."
Edward and I grinned, Emmett was going to end up having his mouth washed out.
We sat for a short time until we heard a high-pitched scream. I sat back and waited as the others ran up the stairs, only to be pushed aside by Alice, who was zooming down them at 100mph. "JASPER!OhmyGodYougotmeexactlywhatIwantedeventhoughIdidn'tknowIwanteditandyouputitinanawesomebagtooandthatpresentwassocooldidItellyouitwasexactlywhatIwanted?AndItwassoooooooosweetofyoutodothatformeandtosaythataboutme!Iloveyou.Iloveyou.Iloveyou."
Alice yelled all in one breath and jumped on me, securing her arms firmly around my neck and planting one on me. I vaguely heard Edward, across the room, translate for
Bella.
"She said: Jasper! Oh my God. You got me exactly what I wanted even though I didn't know I wanted it. And you put it in an awesome bag too! That present was so cool, did I tell you it was exactly what I wanted? And it was sooooo sweet of you to do that for me and to say that about me! I love you. I love you. I love you!"
Bella responded with a knowing,
"oooooooooooooh"
I, however, was to busy to notice because I was carrying Alice up to our room, our lips still sealed together.
Harrods
- Is a famous and old department store
in London, England. Products on offer include clothing for
every sort of customer (women, men, children, and infants),
electronics, jewellery, sporting gear, bridal trousseau , pet
accessories, toys, food and drink, health and beauty items, packaged
gifts, stationery, house wares, home appliances, furniture, and much
more. I thought Alice would like it there
A/N - Sorryit's so late. Jasper is very, very hard to write. I wrote a bit and it sucked, so I had to re-write it. Though with help from Marie - thank God for people like Marie who help me ALL the time AND put up with my whining - I'm pretty sure I've made it a lot less sucky.
As always, thanks to Marie and Crazee-pyro.
Plus, review and tell me what you think. I would like your opinions, no matter what. Or to even hear ideas, just let me know how I did, or I'll get all insecure and annoy Marie.
