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Chapter 6: My what?
For the second time, I scaled the side of the house and up to her window. This time though, the window was open, the curtains fluttering slightly from the breeze. I peeked in cautiously and found Bella sitting on her bed much like before. There was no sound of Charlie and a glance at the driveway confirmed that the cruiser was gone.
"You're not a stealthy as you think you are," she muttered, not looking my way. I continued to remain silent. "I already know why you're here so you might as well just leave. I don't want or need your help," she hissed, turning to glare at me. I stared back, stunned. How did she know it was me? How could she know why I was here?
"Bella," I whispered as I pulled myself up to sit on the windowsill. "Jasper," she simply replied, turning away from me and scrutinizing her nails. "How did you know it was me?" I mused. She laughed sarcastically, "You're not the only one who knows this forest so well. I noticed the changes in the air and the animals. They're all hiding. I knew one of you were back. Your cowboy boots at the front door confirmed it was you."
I blinked in surprise. Most humans didn't catch on to the reactions of animals to our kind. But then again Bella was a very unique individual. "Well done, darlin'. Very observant," I commented. "You wanna talk about observant? You and Jake didn't even notice I was there, did you? I just love having people talk about me behind my back and conspiring to commit me," she snarked, "You all can just go to hell and leave me the fuck alone. I want nothing from anyone. You can leave now."
She dismissed me. She fucking dismissed me. Oh fuck no. She wasn't just gonna push me out of her life like this. I know I left before for her safety but I was back now, and I was gonna save her.
"Don't try to act like a fucking hero Jasper Whitlock. I don't want a fucking hero. You won't save me. I won't let you. I didn't let Jake and the pack and I most certainly won't let you. Just leave me alone and let me die!" she snarled.
"Is that really what you want? You want to die? That's fucking stupid, Bella. You're gonna go off yourself just cause some douchebag dumped you and took off? What about everything else in your damn life? What about your dad and Renee? Jake and Angela and Jessica? What about ME?" I roared.
"You left me! My own fucking mate left me! Why the hell should I want to live when the person that is supposed to love me unconditionally and spend eternity with me, easily walked right out of my life without a single goodbye. You don't care, so why should I? The great Jasper 'Major' Whitlock doesn't even want his own mate! So why don't you just kill me now and get it over with or let me do it myself" she screamed, her face twisted in anguish.
I was so confused. I couldn't understand what she was talking about. Could it be possible?
Was Isabella Marie Swan…my mate?