All the characters belong to Stephanie Meyer and not me. This is just a fiction based on the characters, by me.

In this chapter I will switch between Bella and Jasper

And I hope this chapter will be longer than the last one..

This one also contains bad language and some sex.

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Sorry for such delay, I couldn't upload the chapter because of errors.

Chapter 2

I really want you to really want me.

~ BELLA POV ~

After the tease I shared with Jasper, Edward had gone quite grumpy. He had all right to, I'd give him that, I never really teased boys, not even Edward himself, but the fury flashing through Jaspers eyes had me all hot and bothered and I couldn't stop myself.

He was something else entirely, impossibly sexy, and I'm glad Edward can't read my thoughts. I'd be screwed otherwise.

Jasper was a gorgeous man with his blond hair that curled and framed his beautiful face, his pale skin that made him look flawless. His high cheekbones, and full lips that was incredibly masculine, perfectly shaped. His nose was perfectly straight; his jaw line was made for soft butterfly kisses, and his hands, oh those masculine, ice-cold hands with gorgeous bone structure, long fingers and soft skin. I wanted them all over me.

That must be the reason nervousness hit me whenever he was in the room, the reason for my stuttering when he accidentally touched me when walking past, or gave me a heated look from the other side of the room.

I knew for sure that he wasn't fond of me, what with snapping me off and not talking to me without anyone forcing him to. We were never really alone, and if we were he just gave me a glare once in a while.

"Penny for your thoughts," said Edward softly, his voice coming from the darkness next to the sofa I had curled up in. I winced, turned to meet his eyes and noted there was concern in them. What to feel concerned about, I didn't know.
"School. I need to study. I'm a bit after, been sick lately," I muttered.
"Do you need help," he asked softly, "I could do the work for you."

I knew he tried to be nice with his proposition, but that didn't mean it couldn't irritate me. Even if I was clumsy, stumbled and sprained my ankle from time to time; it didn't mean I couldn't take care of myself. I didn't need him hover over me, watching my every move. I was perfectly capable of doing my own homework.
I sighed and stood up, Edward followed suit.

"Please, Edward! You don't need to follow me everywhere. No, I don't need help; I'll do it myself. Thanks, anyways," I murmured quietly, leaned forward and kissed his forehead.
Edward tensed, however, and leaned away. My boyfriend wouldn't even allow me to kiss him without worrying he'd kill me. Smothering a flame of irritation, I walked towards the kitchen, saying over my shoulder, "I'll go out to get some fresh air, and no Edward, I can take care of myself. I'll be in the garden. Go play piano or something.

When I came out, I gulped the cool air greedily even as it formed goose bumps on my skin. Luckily I had changed into a thick sweater and a pair of tennis shorts, instead of the summer dress, that showed my pale, almost luminous, legs. I never tanned, not even if I'd try; you'd think I was a vampire just by the skin.

My hair, still wet from my shower, dried slowly in the breeze.

The garden was illuminated by the faint light from the living room, and Alice and Jasper's room as well. I really loved it here. I loved Alice, even if she was always buying stuff and spending her money on me, and I loved Emmet, who always played games with me. He taught me the best tricks in football, contributed in me getting more muscles in my legs

I sat down where the light almost didn't reach and efficiently ignored how the cold from the grass sipped through my shorts.

Not to be allowed kisses, hugs, cuddling or sex with the man I loved was something hard to swallow. Apparently, it was too risky; he feared he'd do something bad.
He didn't even sleep next to me because he thought he was too cold

I wondered if Jasper and Alice ever snuggled. While I had seen them holding hands and kissing once in a while, I couldn't be sure they'd do anything affectionate, if they ever lay under the covers and just held one another. I knew they had sex. That was for sure, everyone in this house had sex except me. It fed the fury even more; Edward was such a pussy.

"The human seems pissed," said a voice softly behind me. Turning, I saw Jaspers silhouette and a wave of uncertainty hit me and I swallowed, trying to moist my suddenly dried throat.

Jasper's hair was rumpled and unkempt, probably after some fun with Alice.
"And it has forgotten how to speak, once again."

"It's also impolite to stare," he hissed. I looked away hastily, gazed out in the darkness instead as Jasper walked closer in a pace that was more normal for a human. He whistled on an old tune, a soft and humble melody.

I didn't dare look back at him, his liked as much as I liked a mosquito

Two footsteps, and he stood next to me; I peeked up at him. He was still whistling on the tune, with his hands in his pockets. He wore a pair of dark jeans, a college zip-hoodie and a dark t-shirt underneath. I wondered how he looked without something on his torso.

I caught myself daydreaming about his body and blushed, heavily.

Jasper looked down at me, giving off a crooked smirk.

"Now it's my turn to play some games." He sat down in front of me and surveyed my every line until he met my eyes dead on.

"I won't let you win, this time, human," he hissed.

"I won't play more games with you, nasty vampire," I snapped back, boldly.

I had to keep him a safe stance away, my sanity was slipping dangerously whenever he was concerned. He raised an eyebrow, mockingly, and moved closer, leaning forward to hover above me.

"Nasty vampire, you say?" He moved quicker than I could react, gripping my chin firmly in a cold grasp.

~JASPER POV

Her scent, once again, stroke me as a train. I had such power and dominance over this little thing in my hand. The air was tensed by unspoken words and lust between us both. I wanted her so bad right now, and I could feel her wanting exactly the same.

"Dare calling me a nasty vampire again and I'll leave nothing human left for anyone of you," I hissed darkly. She inhaled sharply between clenched teeth and I could all but hear her heart beat faster, pound it's way inside her fragile little body. I had her in my fucking grasp, she was mine, and I couldn't even pull myself to care if Edward or Alice wandered out here and saw us. Neither of them could stop me.

If it hadn't been for my previous hunt, or the crazy sex with Alice a few minutes ago, I would've had Bella whimpering, sweating, shivering beneath me, and I would taste her, see if her deep red blood tasted as delicious as she smelt.

I crouched before her, placing her tiny body between my legs and forcing her to support her weight on her hands when leaning away. She wasn't afraid, that I knew as well as what she wanted.

"So, tell me, human - "

"Don't call me human," she snapped.

Her sudden temper almost got me surprised, I didn't know she this in her, that she could talk like this to anyone else than Edward. I would never have thought she'd snap at me, absolutely not in this situation.

She flushed scarlet and I turned a smirk her way.

"Tell me, human, what's on your little mind?" I tugged her face upwards, to rake my gaze over her gorgeous neck and jaw line. I wanted her to keep her mouth shut, rip her clothes apart and watch her, observe, consider every, single, naked inch of her.

"I do have a name," she said quietly, lowering her head to catch my eyes.

"I prefer to call you human."

"I'll call you a nasty vampire, then," she ground out.

Her heart was still pounding away beneath her ribs; I could almost see it.

I growled in the back of my throat and pulled her roughly forward.

"I said, no playing games with me," I hissed.

A breeze caught her hair and it blew up in my face, allowing me to inhale every ounce of that scent allowing me to inhale every ounce of that scent as the venom filled my mouth. Oh, God, how I wanted her.

"Call me by my real name, then, you nasty vampire, and I shall call you Jasper," she pulled away her hair and licked her lips. The pink, moist tongue teased me to get closer, dared me to kiss her.

The air was thick with lust, both of us knew we should stop. Sorry, Alice.

I loosened my grip and sat back. She breathed heavily and pulled the sweater closer to her body. She actually was a very gorgeous young woman when she sat there with her moist hair and wearing no make-up, peeking up on me.

"I still find you irritating, clumsy and annoying," I hissed at her. She blinked with her seductive, dark eyes and pulled a bit of her lip back with white teeth. She seemed amused.
"Well, you loosened the grip. I guess I won again," she drew her legs to her chest and wound her arms around them, a faint imitation of a fetal position.

Right now I hated her for not being afraid of me, once again putting me in a lower position than she was. She knew how to play games, and she did it good.

"Jasper!" All of sudden my brother gave me an angry roar and I looked behind Bella's shoulder; he had read my thoughts, and damn, he was angry with me. "Get away from her, right now. "He walked closer. Bella turned around and sighed, giving her boyfriend a smile.

I stood up, walked away up to my wife in our room and let the lovebirds be alone.

Edward should be glad he couldn't read Bella's thoughts, otherwise he'd know what a passionate woman he got.

Meeting my wife upstairs, I realized she was as angry as Edward.

"Don't you ruin anything between our brother and Bella," she said and leaned forward to plant a little kiss on my neck. She schooled her emotions perfectly, probably a trait for spending many years by my side, learning how to keep them beneath a visage of feigned indifference, whereas I had learned to dodge her visions of the future and find cracks that showed their faults.

Alice never mentioned anything during the rest of the night; she let me be alone with my guitar while she was down with Bella and Edward.

I had to think about other things than the human.