Chapter 1 ~ I Was Born To Love You

overview: Sequel to Somebody to Love. Following Jasper and Bella into their married life, dealing with an angry vamp, and developing their love even deeper.

M for language, adult situations, violence

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Edward's POV

'What in the hell just happened?' I asked myself as Charlotte and Peter helped me drag Jasmine onto the next island over. The one where Jasper and Bella were supposed to be able to spend their honeymoon night together. I searched over every thought coming from Jasmine, but she seemed to have placed some sort of mental shield around herself, much like Bella's, though I could still hear the good things that she wanted me to hear.

"Baby, I had to. I love you so much. I need it to just be you and me. This isn't the natural way for our kind. I will show you what our world has to offer."

I growled and my hand flexed around her arm as we continued to drag her away. Confusion swarmed around my brain, and I did my best to shut my power off to a compartment in my brain that I could ignore until I could get my thoughts in better order. Peter and Charlotte helped me move Jasmine silently, though I knew what would have to happen. A choice was to be made, and very quickly.

Either I left with Jasmine, the woman I had begun to love and trusted with everything. Given myself to, body, mind and soul. Moved forward with, after leaving the one that I truly had felt was my soul's other half. After I had left Bella, I was so sure that I would never find anyone to replace the large hole in my heart. She had changed me, and I never wanted to go back to the person I was before again. Jasmine came into my life and started filling that spot again, knowing that it was broken deeper than most could ever comprehend.

But, why had she attacked Bella? Now I was filled with doubt. My other option now was to watch as she had her life taken from her for trying to take Bella's. There was no other way. Jasper would never let her go life go on now that she had attacked Bella. I could leave with her now, take off and never look back, running for God knows where with someone that I now don't have any idea who she was. Leaving my family wasn't an idea I was too keen on, now that I just came back to them. I missed each and every one of them, and I had time to make up with them. Not to mention the new members that Bella and Jacob had added, Sophie and Alex. I fell in love with them as soon as I met them. They were precious, and I didn't think I could just leave them now.

Questions invaded my mind, like what was this power she had been hiding from me? Obviously, this was how she had been hiding her despise for Bella. Her plan to ruin their wedding, and to remove me from my family and our way of life.

I should have known better than to trust her, but she made me feel again. She brought the passion back into me when I felt like I would never have it again. She made me see things differently than I ever had before, talked with me when I just wanted to run away and sink into the depths of my mind. How could I have been such a fool? She'd just been trying to gain information on me, trying to figure out how to manipulate me.

Peter brought me back to the present, growling when Jasmine tried to snap towards Charlotte's hand, obviously thinking if she could break free of their hold, she could coerce me into running off with her. My mind had already been made up, but she obviously didn't know that yet.

"You better leave her the fuck alone, Pumpkin. I don't play as nice as Eddie boy here obviously does. I will rip that devious little head clear from your shoulders and swing it around like a trophy from the top of the trees up there. Torture was one of the many things I'd been taught back in my military days, and I won't even bat an eyelash toward you, or feel any sort of remorse if you mess with my girl. Got it?"

Jasmine let out a mirthless laugh and continued to fight against the restraint we had on her, her feet dragging in the white sand of the beach. We were nearing the house now, and I peered behind us, wondering if Bella and Charlie were alright, and if Jasper was following us, as I suspected he would be.

"Fuck you, Dickie. Can I call you that, since everyone else seems to call you Petie or Pete or some other form of the male genitalia? You and your little trollop of a mate can take your traitor hands off of me. She deserved much worse than she got for what she did to poor Edward."

She paused to pass a sympathetic glance my way, but I didn't buy her brand of shit, and by the looks that matched on Peter and Charlotte's faces, they didn't either.

"Trollop? Who uses the word trollop anymore? And do you even have any idea what that word means, you dumbass?" Charlotte asked, our steps coming to a stop in front of a tall palm tree. "And who is a traitor here? You've been going around fooling everyone, including Edward, into believing that you were happy here. That you wanted him close to the people that mean the most to him in the world. Did you mean any of it? Just what exactly was your aim when you came back here with him? What the hell did Bella ever do to you, except generously accept you into her home and forgive Edward when he had severely injured her in the past?"

Charlotte's free hand lifted and she poked a finger into Jasmine's chest, accentuating the heat in her accusations. If Jasmine had truly have been my mate, I would never have been able to watch such an affront on her, but as it was now, I just wanted the same answers. My body leaned into Jasmine's as I loomed over her. I could feel my lip curling back into a snarl as I ground out, "Answer Charlotte. Now!"

'You tell her, Eddie boy!' Peter mentally coached on.

'I guess we know that Jasmine isn't your true mate, is she, Edward?' Charlotte asked through her thoughts. I shook my head minutely towards Charlotte, answering her silent question in the negative. I was such a fool to have believed any differently.

Jasmine shrank away from my menacing tone, her brow furrowing with confusion towards me.

"Edward, how could you speak to me like that? I did this for you. She was only going to keep getting in the way of us, because you had never let her go. You are still in love with her. She's just a human."

My responding growl was feral, and my hands clamped down and twisted slightly until I saw her face contort with pain as her arm popped out of socket. The haze of my anger quickly lifted away from me though, and I realized that although her words angered me more than I could ever truly say, I couldn't be the one to ever hurt her.

My grip loosened from the hold that would surely snap her limb off, and I turned to Peter, my eyes connecting with his, pleading for his help.

"Peter, take my place in holding her before I do something I know I will regret. I need to call back to the house and find out what is going on anyway, before any decisions are made here."

Peter nodded as he switched spots with me, he and Charlotte keeping a firm hold on Jasmine as I ran into the house and grabbed the cordless phone off the wall. My cell phone had been trashed when we dragged my now estranged girlfriend into the ocean away from the scene of destruction she had left in her wake.

I dialed Jasper's cell, knowing that he was the one that I truly needed to speak to, as I made my way back out onto the porch of the house. Peter and Charlotte were having far too good of a time of verbally assaulting Jasmine, not that I could find it much within myself to care now. She deserved whatever it was she got for what she had done. To Bella, to Jasper, to the entire family, and least of all, to me.

Two rings went through before I heard the phone being answered, and Jasper growling out, "What?"

"Jasper, it's Edward. We need to know what you want us to do here."

My request was met with silence, and I strained to hear anything going on around him. I could hear the sound of rustling off in the distance, but that could have been from anything or anyone. I heard faint breathing, which could have also been anyone, though if I knew my family, none of them were breathing while Jasper was talking to me. I'm sure they were all curious and angered, as I and Jasper were, but each dealt with things differently. I also heard the sound of whimpering and crying further off, away from where Jasper was. It could only be Charlie, going through the beginning of his change.

My mind blazed with worry for Bella. Had Jasmine mortally wounded her? If so, had they saved her in time? It was all so quiet, they must have done something. And what had the women done with the children? Surely, they had taken them away, not wanting them to see any of the horrors going on in that house.

"Are you telling me that you are conceding to the consequences of what that bitch did, Edward?" Jasper finally asked, the calm in his voice a mask for the lethal vampire I knew he could be.

This was the man I had warned Bella away from. The cold-blooded killer. What I had finally learned was that they were two completely different people living inside of him, and I had only ever seen him in this state when the ones he loved or he himself was in danger. The man he was normally truly had started to compare to the likes of Carlisle, though nobody would ever truly be held in the same regard to me as my creator. He deserved Bella in every way, because he was good and loved her the way she deserved to be loved.

"She is no longer anything to me. Do what you need to do, brother. I just can't be the one to do it, and I can't watch it. I..." I paused, my words catching as I turned my eyes toward and back from the sight of the woman I thought I had loved for years now. "...I tried. I just can't. She deserves it, and I know that. I won't hold any grudges. I just can't have her death on my hands. I loved her."

A shaky breath was taken on the other end of the phone and exhaled loudly.

"I understand. I will be there in a few," and then the phone went dead with the phone call being ended. The phone fell down from my ear and hung loosely at my side as my head drooped on my shoulders.

How many times was I going to fall in love for it to be the wrong girl? Bella had shattered my world. Taught me how to live again, taught me what love truly was, and how to give it back to someone. I had never been able to let myself go enough with her, for fear of killing her, of stealing her beautiful soul. I knew better now, but that didn't change the fact that we just didn't fit together right. I was always going to try to push for my way, and she was always going to give in, and that wasn't a healthy relationship in the least.

Jasmine seemed to come along and change so many things for me. I couldn't even put into words what she had done for me, just that I felt like a man with her. I couldn't fully say that before.

Now I was just a fool.

Jasper's POV

My nostrils flared as I worked to calm myself from the fury that pumped through my veins. My primary focus right now needed to be on my lovely bride, and not on the destruction that I would cause for that Mata Hari, once I was done taking care of her. Edward be damned, she was going down for trying to kill Bella.

I couldn't have been more confused when Jasmine made her attack on my new bride. There had been no warning; no hostile feelings coming off of her. She did it with a happy smile on her face. It was a good thing that I was fast, and so was Edward, or she would have killed my mate.

As it was, Bella laid peacefully resting now in bed, the only thing seeming to be wrong was a small bump to the back of her head where she hit the ground, and the gash on her arm where "the bitch" had gotten hold of her. I had already stitched her arm up with a kit that Carlisle had brought with him, while he checked her head over for any swelling in the brain or a concussion. She was alright, but still hadn't woken from being knocked out yet. We had given her a small dose of pain medicine, and Carlisle placed a gentle hand on my shoulder.

"Jasper, she's alright. Go take care of what you need to. She won't be waking for a while."

"I know, but I don't like leaving her. What if that bitch gets loose from the others, before I get there?" I asked, my fingers digging into the comforter of the bed tensely.

"Then there will be Emmett and I to protect her. And we will with our lives. She's our family too, son."

I nodded, knowing he was right. My head told me he was right, but my heart kept me planted firmly in place. I had no real clue what this girl was capable of, and that was a vulnerability that I wasn't happy with. I knew she stood no chance against me, nobody really did. But, she had outsmarted Edward, and that took major skill. You couldn't just fool a mind-reader. And then there was the feelings that she always portrayed; ones of happiness and joy, love and devotion. How could you just fake that? I certainly hadn't met anyone that knew how to yet.

As my conflicted emotions raged on inside me, I heard Charlie scream again down the hall, and I knew that we needed to get things moving. Bella would wake soon, and I didn't want her to have to listen to her father screaming out in pain. His transformation should last around three days, but with the amount of venom Carlisle had to use on him, it could very possibly be less, or more. We just didn't know.

We had already sent the women away with Sophie and Alex, their eyes red rimmed with tears of worry for their Pappaw and Mommy. Alice said they would call when they got them into a hotel, which would have to be soon, since the sun would be coming up soon. Time was truly against all of us right now.

My cell phone began to buzz in my pocket, alerting me that I was receiving a call from an unknown number. It could only be one of two people, either Edward at the other house or Alice at the hotel, and so I answered.

"What?" I growled.

XXXX

As I pulled my arms through the currents of waves, I allowed myself to begin to feel the anger I wouldn't allow myself to feel before. The now murky water seemed to slow me more than I would have liked, but it would get me to my destination much more quickly than the boat would have. I didn't allow any of the questions I had to overtake my mind. She knew that would be a weakness of mine, wanting to know what had truly happened. If she volunteered answers, I would take them. If not, I would just never know, and she would take them to her pier grave.

The only truly bad feeling I had in the entire thing laid with Edward. He had no idea what had happened with the woman that he had fell in love with, and now he was going to loose her. She made the choice for him, when she attacked Bella and tried to make him choose between her and his family, but it still had to have broken his heart. Even in my haze of anger, I knew that.

The fish on the bottom floor of the ocean quickly swam away from their school when they sensed my predatory presence, though they hardly had anything to worry about from me. My sights were set for something much more durable and conniving. I tried not to think about the fact that I was swimming in the opposite direction of where my heart laid, knowing I would be on my way back to her in no time at all.

'Stay sleeping peacefully, my Bella, until I return. I want to be the one you wake to.'

Jasmine's POV

I rolled my eyes and let out a fake yawn as Charlotte continued to babble on about my stupidity. I internally snorted at the idiocy of these two holding me up against the tree. Sure, they physically had me at an advantage here, but as soon as Edward came back over here, we would be out of here and on our own again. Not having some weird ass family to tell us how to live, and no Bella in our lives to make Edward into this whiny, sniveling asshat that he seemed to be around her.

I couldn't figure out what kind of power that girl had. She was a human, for God sakes! She had a hold of each one of these dumb-asses that was other worldly. It rivaled to the likes of a succubus, but she wasn't screwing all of them. Just the one she married. And he had been the hardest one to fool, with his abilities. In the end, I had figured out that I just had to think about how much I loved Edward, and focus on that, instead of my intense hatred for each and every one of the Cullen's, most of all, that stupid bitch Bella.

She really had fucked Edward up when I had first come across him a few years ago. I couldn't believe that someone so gorgeous, and with such a talent as his, was so worn down by a human girl. He could literally have had his pick of anyone in the world, human or vampire. There wasn't many women that would have turned him down, me being one of them. But, I also knew that there was more to him than just what met the eye, and I was determined to know more about him.

I worked hard, and in the end, I won over his heart. And let's just say, there was no damn way I was going to allow his family, and that little girl he whined about non-stop when I first met him, take what was mine.

And Edward was mine.

Now Peter was rambling on about pissing off the wrong people, and I couldn't help but laugh.

"Aww, Dickie. You guys really do think rather highly of yourselves, don't you? I really could care less if I pissed any of you off." I turned my head towards the house, where Edward had disappeared into and called out to him. "Edward, baby? Are you coming back out here now? We probably ought to be on our way, shouldn't we?"

Both Charlotte and Peter began to laugh, and my eyes snapped back to them, my features hardening slightly. "And just what exactly is so funny now? Did you just remember how tiny Dickie's dick is, Charlotte?"

Charlotte rolled her eyes, and Peter chuckled, shaking his head. "Nice try, Pumpkin. You aren't messing with amateurs here. Talk about my dick all you want. You won't get a reaction out of either of us."

My shoulders shrugged as much as they would allow, given the tight hold they had on me. I wished Edward would just hurry up with his calls so we could be going. This was starting to be uncomfortable, and I was starting to get upset. Maybe he was making us some flight arrangements, which of course would take a few minutes.

"Do you honestly think that Edward is leaving here with you, Jasmine? Have you got rocks inside of that pretty little head of yours?" Charlotte asked in a mocking tone.

I sighed loudly and looked at the nimrod currently questioning me. "Why wouldn't he? He's my mate, and he loves me. He may be upset with me now, but I was just trying to protect him and take care of him. That girl ruined him before, and you two both know that the Cullen's are unnatural. Edward deserves to be away from them all, and feed the way he wants to, without feeling any guilt over his kill."

"That would never be possible, Jasmine, and you know that," Edward said, his cool voice coming from out of the dark and moving slowly over towards us.

Frowning, I cocked my head to the side and looked at him, wondering what he meant.

"I obviously don't know what you mean, Edward."

"That girl, the one you tried to kill, her name is Bella. And she didn't ruin me. I was selfish and left her because I was ignorant. And there is nothing unnatural about my family. If I was to do what you just said, as I have before, I would always feel guilt over my killing, for many reasons, but the biggest reason would be because I know a better way. I don't have to steal an innocent life to sustain my own. This is the way I want to feed. This is the life that I choose."

Confusion flooded over me, cloaking me in an uncertainty that I hadn't felt before. He wanted to feed off of animals.

"Okay then, if that is what you really want to do..." I shuddered at the thought of continuing to feed from deer and elk, my throat burning for a kill that was much sweeter. "...can we just get out of here, and talk about all of this later, baby? Can you call the dogs off of me? I'm uncomfortable."

Edward's head shook and his eyes seemed filled with a sadness I didn't understand. His hand lifted up and brushed softly down the side of my cheek for a fraction of a second, and just like that the feeling was gone.

"I can't do that, Jasmine. Jasper's on his way."

I gasped, not truly believing my ears. Edward was going to hand me over to Jasper? Just like that? Edward turned away from us and started to walk out towards the beach, his shoulders hunched over as if he had aged fifty years in the last hour. I bucked harshly against the hands that held me, my survival instincts kicking into gear. I needed to get out of here. Now. But, the harder I fought, the better grasp Peter and Charlotte seemed to have on me.

I growled out, "How could you, Edward? I thought you loved me."

His steps halted. Without turning back towards me, I heard his voice almost as if it was carried in on the breeze. "I did love you. You made me choose. The choice just wasn't in your favor. Goodbye, Jasmine."

And before I could say anymore, he was gone. My chest heaved as a dull ache set in. How could I have been so stupid? Never fall in love with a man, let alone a vampire, that was still in love. It would surely end in your own demise.