A/N: So, the truth is...
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Calm Before The Storm

By Claire Jasone

Chapter Two:

Bella's P.O.V

"Don't go," I pleaded, wrapping my arms like a gridiron around his steel neck. He kissed me, softly. Though it felt good, and I tried to deepen it, the electric shocks were missing from my spine. Before I could think too hard over this, Edward sighed and pulled away.

"I have to," Edward pointed out, carefully pulling me up, and unlacing my grip from his neck. "It makes this-" he waved an arm between us, "so much easier."

I sighed. I knew this. I knew that having me so close was hard for him, while having me farther than this was hard for me. We were idiots. But, we were idiots in love.

"Then, take Jasper with you," I suggested, as nonchalantly as I found possible. "A family trip- like the good old before-Bella days."

Edward stared at me, incredulously, his mouth slightly open, his head cocked to the side. "Bella, life without you was never good."

I rolled my eyes at his hyperbole. "Oh, sure," I muttered, almost sarcastically, and blushed at my harshness. Didn't I use to like his crazy affection? Now it was annoying. Maybe I was just tired.

Edward nodded, satisfied, not catching onto my sarcasm. "I have to leave now," he sighed, kissing me one last time, first on my lips, and then on my forehead. "I love you."

I sighed. "I love you, too, Edward." And then, with one last fleeting smile, he left, out the window, and into the forest, catching up with his family who had left minutes before.

I frowned at the open window, wondering if Edward hated being away from me as much as I hated being away from him. It was like he was apart of me, and watching him leave... well, it stung and left me empty, feeling numb.

Jasper's P.O.V

Bella stayed in his room for an hour, three minutes, and fifty-seven seconds.

It was the most unnerving hour, three minutes, and fifty-seven seconds of my life. Her emotions- thereby, my emotions- were all over the place. Anger, frustration, excitment, confusion, anticipation, lust, love, more frustration, and finally, acceptance. And a bit of denial, though I wouldnt point this out to her.

Eventually, though, after I wore myself silly sending waves of calmness toward her, she wandered down the long, spirling staircase, and stood at the edge, rocking back and forth on her heels.

"Hey," she whispered, knowing my sensitive ears would hear.

"Hey," I nodded at her, and somehow, God only knows how, my 'whatever' nod, seemed to break the ice, and she skipped over to me, plopping onto the couch, a lazy grin on her face.

"So... I'm staying here?" She was curled onto the side of the couch, her legs pulled up next to her chin. She felt very content, and happy. I couldn't figure out why- she looked so at peace here, and for one second, I had no doubt that she loved us as much as we loved her.

"Yeah," I replied, flipping through the channels, at a slow, human speed, still contemplating over her trust. Bella didn't seem to notice. "Your having a sleepover with 'Alice'." I rolled my eyes. Bella had to stay here because Edward 'didnt feel comfortable with me being in Bella's room'. Yeah, okay, Edward. You caught me. I pretended to be in love with your sister, all the while developing sisterly feelings for your girlfriend, just at the off change I have to babysit her, I could ravish her in the middle of the night.

Edward was delusional.

Suddenly I noticed the wave of annoyance and amusement roll off of the human girl in front of me. Her brown eyes were narrowed, and I panicked. Crap. She wanted something.

"Ummm...." I stalled, trying to think. Crap. I'd been alone with Bella for one measly hour, and already I was doing it wrong! She'd tell Edward I deprived her of her needs, and then, I'd have all my body parts detached. Crap.

But suddenly, blessedly, Bella sighed. "Jasper, did you hear what I said?" Amusement crashed into me, and the edges of my mouth twitched up.

"No," I admitted carefully, eyeing her with suspicion. But, as I expected, she burst into laughter. "Ignoring me? Hmm. That'll make for great weekend."

I rolled my eyes. "What do you want, Bella?" She giggled one last time, and smiled- when did her smile get that perfect and breathtaking?- at me.

"Food," she replied, shrugging. "I'm a little hungry."

Shit.
Food. I'd forgotten to feed her.

She's human, Whitlock, I reminded myself icily. She needs to eat.

"Yeah, yeah, food, let's go get... food." I couldn't help it. My nose scrunched at the thought. Bella laughed.

"You don't have to eat with me, Jasper," she rolled her eyes, and I felt the relief wash over me. Damn that Emmett and his lies.

"Oh, thank God," I muttered quietly, but Bella heard and began laughing. Huh. Maybe her ears were developing. Did humans ears develop at 18? I wasn't sure. I'd google it later.

Still laughing, Bella grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the kitchen. "Lets go play Feed The Human," she suggested. I laughed and comlplied, all the while trying to avoid the electrical shocks that were bolting through my body by her touch.

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"-and that is when I knew Alice was crazy." Laughed Bella, wiping away the humor-filled tears that had rolled down her cheeks. I laughed, too, though to be honest I had heard this story a hundred times over. But Bella's entertainment over the shopping disaster had been enough to make me fall into a fit of laughter.

Bella grinned, and threw in another horrible piece of popcorn into her mouth, munching on it happily. I knew firsthand how disgusting it truly is, as Bella had dared me to eat it in her trivial Truth Or Dare games. I had crushed her dream of playing this as soon as I tasted it. Her attention was now on the television screen, some Vampire horror movie on. (Bella insisted we get these- they made her laugh now.)

I would never admit it to anyone, but Bella Swan was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. Her dark brown waves framed her face so perfectly, her wide brown eyes, absorbing every thing she saw. Her figure was slim, soft, warm. Her personality radiated in her image: trusting, beautiful, happiness. I never knew a human girl could be so content with a housefull of vampires. If I didnt feel it firsthand myself, I would never believe it.

She turned to me, smiling quickly, before turning her attention back to the movie. For a moment, I was momentarily dazzled by this beautiful angel. I wondered what she thought of when she saw me. My scars, of course, radiated danger. So she felt fear. That was normal. Even Alice occasionally felt danger when around me. She'd claim I was crazy, that it was someone elses emotions... But I knew. Sometimes, the scars disgusted Alice. I glanced quickly at Bella, and paused to get a feel on her emotions. She was feeling... amusement, and a tad bit of aprehension. From the movie, I assumed. But there was something else, there, too. Happiness. Relaxation. Calmness. She felt... content here, with me. I smiled. She had never felt fear from me. Never. She felt trust. Warmth. Guilt, occasionally, if her blood tempted me. She was so kind.

"What is it?" Bella giggled, bringing me back to reality. I smiled, and for once, it came naturally.

"Nothing, darlin'." I replied, snuggling into the couch. "Nothing at all."

Bella's P.O.V

"What is it?" I asked, laughing. Jasper had been staring at me, his eyes far away, for over three minutes. His golden eyes were focused, and his face had changed from happiness, anger, resentment, guilt, and landed on confusion and awe. It was remarkable how many emotions a vampire could feel in such little time.

"Nothing, darlin'." Jasper said, smiling brightly, leaning into the couch. "Nothing at all." I smiled, and decided that he was simply internally conflicted. The movie played on the screen, and I winced as the protangonist of the plotline sunk his teeth into the victim's cool, soft skin. I knew these movies were fake. Hardly anything even matched up to the reality of the vampires. But this... where blood was drained from a human being. I knew all too well how real that was. I sunk, almost fearfully, into Jasper's side. I breathed a sigh of relief as my back came in contact of his cold, hard side. It felt nice. Almost like being with Edward.

I glanced up at Jasper, smiling. He was beautiful. Of course, all vampires were unbelievably beautiful. But Jasper, more so. His hair hung in loose ringlets around his face, dirty blond and perfectly dishevled. His golden eyes were almond shaped, and his lips were a perfect red line. His shirt hung tight over his muscular chest, and sometimes I found myself wondering what was underneath.

I bit my bottom lip, and focused on the television screen. Stop it, Bella, I scolded myself, frowning. He's your boyfriend's brother. Your best friend's husband. Stop it. But, God, he was beautiful. His scars were shining in the light, and I had the urge to run my fingers over them. Stop it!

"Jasper?" I squeeked out, glancing at him under my eyelashes. "I'm tired."

He looked suprised for a moment, before smiling brightly. "Okay," he said in his southern drawl.

"Night, Jasper." I gave him a quick, one armed hug before I could talk myself out of it, and then ran up the stairs. But me, being me, tripped. I squeezed my eyes closed, waiting for the impact of some skin-on-wood action. It never came. Instead, I was caught by two cold hands. Looking up, I saw Jasper's face, his golden eyes shining, inches away from mine.

"Goodnight, Bella," he whispered, his cold breath washing over my face.

I couldn't breath, couldn't think. When I finally made my way to bed, I layed there for what seemed like forever. When I finally dozed off, the final thing I thought of was of Edwards kiss and what had been missing. But when Jasper caught me... the electric shocks came back, and my spine was on fire.