(Sorry for the late update! I've been super busy lately. Hope you guys enjoy regardless of the errors you may find! Much love, CCandBS)
Though my day could presumably be chalked up as a dose of "misfortune", I astonished myself by making it to the Cullen's house unscathed. The only problem, however, was the evidence of my mental breakdown on my seemingly prolonged journey. Not only were the remnants of my tears still evident on my cheeks, the now smeared mascara Alice had forcefully applied to my currently puffy eyes has added to my distressed state. Reluctantly, I left the sanctuary of my car and headed into the warm, inviting mansion to embrace my fate.
Upon my entrance into the luxurious living room, I was surprised to see Jasper leaning against the wall, his face calm and collected. "Very interesting how revealing one's emotions can be," he stated, advancing forward "but in such a case as yours, your face portrays your emotions quite well." I scowled at his remark, averting my eyes downwards in a petty attempt to avoid his manipulative gaze.
"Does Carlisle know of your…predicament?" Jasper unrelentingly poked and prodded for information, his thirst for information insatiable. I laughed bitterly at this question. "Carlisle was the doctor who diagnosed that I was pregnant with this mistake." I motioned to my stomach dramatically, my callous response towards my unborn child having little affect on Jasper's cool, collective exterior.
"Bella, correct me if I'm wrong, but are you saying that you regret making love to Carlisle?" An unmistakable smug smile formed on his once staid face, almost as if to antagonize me into revealing my true outlook of this rather grave situation. I felt an overwhelming desire to strike him as hard as I could across the face, though I know it'd earn me another trip to the hospital, so I chose not to dignify his question with a response.
Jasper groaned in frustration, his patience evidently running thin. "Something else is bothering you, and I intend to find out what it is. Though, judging by the way you referred to the child you're bearing as a 'mistake', I can't help but assume that is the root cause of your desolation, correct?"
"I don't know what I'm going to do…I've already lost the love of my father due to this child, I can't lose Carlisle too, or I'll surely be alone in my miserable excuse for an existence." Not giving a damn what he thought, I fell to my knees and let all of my pent up emotions consume me.
Unexpectedly, Jasper knelt in front of me and pulled me into his arms, his control of emotions more evident now then ever as the void between us was filled. Time seemed to stand still in the span of time Jasper silently consoled me, making me unaware of another's presence.
"You obviously can't perceive how much I love you, Isabella Swan." The once soothing voice of my love made my blood run cold as his footsteps approached my ungodly figure.
"Carlisle, how much have you heard?" His soft, golden eyes held the hurt that I'd inflicted, the guilt further bringing me deeper into my depressed state.
"I've heard enough," he forced a smile, though it was evidently a pained effort "let's talk in my office, love." Carlisle took my hand and led me up the grand staircase, all the while dreading what conversation would await me upon our arrival.