Chapter 3
The confessions
"Jasper?" I asked again, my voice only a whisper. I stared at him as the moments passed. After a few seconds he broke the silence.
"I'm here to save you, Bella." His voice trembled a bit.
"What do you mean save me? I'm already safe, aren't I?" I was confused; he had already saved me, from Laurent, hadn't he?
"No, not necessarily." He started pacing from one corner to another and I could tell that he was thinking of what to say next. I straightened myself up on the bed and crossed my legs, my eyes never leaving Jasper. While I was waiting for him to continue, I mindlessly traced the crescent shaped scar on my wrist. Deciding that he wasn't going to be continuing any time soon, I spoke.
"Who, or what, are you "saving" me from?" I shuddered to think that there was something or someone else after me. Confusion radiated off from me. Instantly I felt a wave of serenity wash over me. I quickly forgot my fears about something or someone being after me, but I was still thinking about them.
"I- I really don't know how to tell you. I suppose I should start from the beginning, shouldn't I?" He chuckled a little and I could tell that it wasn't a humorous chuckle, but a nervous one. I shrugged trying to lighten the mood.
"I suppose you should then." I patted the bed beside me. "Here, come sit down and tell me everything." He hesitated but eventually came over to the bed and sat crossed legged like me. He took a deep breath and sighed.
"Well, it all started after your, your, birthday," He spat out. "I kept telling Alice that I needed to go and talk to you. To tell you how sorry I was about everything, but she wouldn't hear of it. She was furious with me. I really didn't mean to do what I did. My instincts took over once you cut your finger and it all went down hill from there." I nodded and traced along where my scar on my arm from where the shattered plates sliced me open. He noticed what I was doing and gave me an apologetic look. "Well," He sighed again. "I don't really know what happened next. After Edward," I cringed at the sound of HIS name. Jasper noticed this and quickly became upset with himself. "I'm so terribly sorry; I really didn't know how much saying his name out loud would hurt you. I won't do it again, I promise." I uncrossed my legs and brought my knees up to my chest hugging them tightly, trying to keep the hole from growing bigger. I nodded for him to continue while I fought back the tears. "After he brought you home and then came back everything happened so quickly. It was decided in a matter of seconds, by him alone that we would all be moving to Alaska. He couldn't bear to hurt you again. After that I was having divorce papers shoved into my face by Alice. She was so upset with me for trying to hurt you that she wouldn't listen to me. Her anger was so full and deep rooted that whenever I tried to calm her down, nothing happened. Eventually we moved to Alaska and stayed with the Denali clan for awhile. Everything was going as well as to be expected until one day, a few days ago, Alice came running up to me in a panic. Although we weren't legally married anymore we still talked and tried to remain friends. One night a week or two after our move she slipped up and confessed to almost attacking you herself. Her anger quickly dissipated once I knew the truth and we've been cordial ever since." He half smiled, pausing, to look into my eyes.
His eyes were light gold, and I could tell that he had recently been hunting. While I was staring back into his eyes, I quickly watched them turn from the light gold to almost black and then back again. It was so fast that if I had blinked I would have missed it. After a moment everything started to go hazy and I realized that I had stopped breathing. A worried look crossed his face. I took a deep breath in and then felt much better. He smiled at me. Had Edward always dazzled me this much? I wondered. I was surprised at myself when I thought of his name. It was almost as though something inside of me clicked. Edward had broken my heart, shattered it into a million pieces. Why was I always so upset when I thought of his name? It all seemed so stupid now. When I looked at Jasper, I saw something I hadn't seen before. I wasn't sure what it was, yet, but I knew that I soon would.
I closed my eyes trying to think. Edward. Edward. Edward. That name meant absolutely nothing to me now. I opened my eyes to see that Jasper was still sitting in the same exact position, staring at my face. Everything was the same except for the fact that his beautiful face held a different expression than it had before. It previously held worry and concern, now it hosted something else, something I wasn't sure about, this expression looked a lot like adoration. No, no, I must be mistaken. That was just silly. I smiled to myself, pleased, that I had finally gotten over Edward. I said his name and nothing happened. The hole in my chest was all but gone, and I felt almost like myself again. It was fantastic. Among my revelations I realized that Jasper had said something about Alice running up to him in a panic. I immediately wanted to know more. He was still looking at me with that same expression, this time it had a hint of confusion as he looked at my lips and the smile that was plastered on them.
"Wait a second." I said as I giggled. "Why did Alice come running up to you like that? What was wrong?"
