Chapter 7: You're Not Hot but You're Cold
"Lara?" swirled the familiar drawl in my mind as I felt the darkness thin before my eyes. I pried my eyes open weakly to see June worriedly looking at me with her hand pressed to her lips, Bobby rubbing her shoulders, Jasper inches away from my face, and a handsome man, probably his father peering at me expertly. Oy vey…
The man straightened up and smiled at June and Bobby. "She's going to be just fine, June and Bobby," he announced pleasantly, "I think she had a shock spell and fell but nothing more than that. Maybe its just stress, that's all." He turned to face Jasper and patted him on the back. Bobby quickly thanked Jasper for catching me and June cried out what a dear he was.
"Now," the man continued as he pushed June and Bobby out of my room, "I'd suggest she get to bed earlier than usually, plenty of fluids…" His voice carried down the stairs and into the living room. Jasper remained rooted where he was standing and fixated his eyes on me.
"Why are you staring at me?" I dryly asked as his green eyes locked on me, "It's freaking me out." Jasper blinked and the spell was broken.
"You had me scared out of my wits, Lara," he drawled worriedly, "I saw you wobble and go down and I caught you as fast as I could. Carlisle just checked you over to make sure nothing was broken."
I sat up and stretched a bit. "Thank you." That was it.
He sat down beside me and slowly guessed, "Was it what I said?"
"It threw me for a loop," I confessed, "I wasn't expecting a response to my outburst earlier that day." Jasper rumpled his hair in frustration and sighed unhappily.
"So, in addition to that book in existence," he murmured, "I'm guessing that you know that I'm not human?"
"That didn't take a genius to figure that out," I smartly replied, "I have my sources who know that book inside and out, plus some hints did help me piece together my situation." Jasper hung his head and gripped my comforter suddenly.
"I struggle with trying to keep myself in check," he weakly confessed, "Even now I'm trying so hard to behave." It hit me like a ton of bricks and I felt ready to double up and hurl. Jasper was lusting for me, my blood and my flesh. Geez… His hand shakily reached up to touch my face and he breathed slowly.
"You smell amazing," he whispered, "If I could right now, I'd taste you without regrets. But, I, I can't keep myself straight." He leaned up and buried his face in close to my hair and my neck. His breath came out in icy blasts across my neck. Ouch. His lips locked onto my neck and lingered for 5 seconds. I felt nerves shoot through my chest rapidly and sharply pinch my skin. Yeow!
Jasper pulled away quickly and apologized for his sudden action. "But I can do that without losing too much control." He stood up and left me alone in my room, closing the door behind me.
Yuck! I felt numb and ridiculously cold. Throwing my comforter covers over my head, I buried myself deep under their warmth. I ignored June's call for dinner and Bobby bribing me with dessert. I wasn't hungry, I was ill with numbness. Why did he have to do that?