My Chemical Romance
Jasper P.O.V
I couldn't believe it. I sent waves of anger and devastation out without thinking about it and people started to cry and scream. If I'd heard any other news, I would have been able to control myself. But not this. Listening to My Chemical Romance blocked out the traumatising memories of Alice's "dress up Jasper" stage. Hours upon hours of hairdressing, mani-pedis and makeup application lessons…
DAMMIT!! I'd promised myself never to think about that again!! I'd just heard the news and had started slipping back into my old ways….
I debated running to Italy and provoking the Volturi. No, that was the cowards way out!! "Cowards and Edward", I thought bitterly. Edward hadn't gone through half the things I had. He hadn't fought in the southern wars. But that seemed tame next to Alice's fashion passion.
Unfortunately I was more often her projects.
I remembered how hard it was for the Volturi to hurt Edward. The golden child with all his mind reading-ness. I don't think I was worth the hassle. They probably had half a dozen empaths like me. Stupid vampires with their stupid vampirism. I couldn't believe myself for even thinking about suicide. They were a band for Carlisle's sake!! A bunch of unaccepted people who wrote angry, soulful music. Music that would possibly sound better if they were…. NO!!
It was so stupid I laughed at myself for thinking it… I'd rip his head off without a second thought. If I had Carlisle's self restraint, I'd do it, but I was the weakest link. "The one who looks like he's in pain" Jessica had once described me as. I was in more pain than she, a stupid, insignificant little human could ever possibly imagine. But I couldn't live without My Chemical Romance. Now I was imagining myself drinking Gerard Way's blood. I suddenly shuddered, visualising my vibrant red eyes and the price we'd all have to pay if I failed.
I fingered my backstage pass nervously and leaned in towards the woman outside the dressing rooms. Calm down, I told myself as I gave her my most dazzling smile. I was hardly Edward yet but Alice had told me, honestly, that I was getting better by the day. I took in the awestruck look on her face. I was used to that, but couldn't stop the urge to eat her as the blood coloured her pale face.
"I've got a backstage pass to see the band." I said softly, eyes melting into hers. They widened, then slipped back into their business mode. "I'm sorry, but due to the tragic news, they've stopped visitors coming backstage." She sighed.
"But it's my birthday…" I objected, making my eyes melt. "And I won't tell if you don't…" I finished seductively, knowing the battle was won.
"Ok…" she started, losing consciousness. I stepped over her body to my destiny…