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Calm Before The Storm

By Claire Jasone

Chapter Three:

Bella's P.O.V

When I woke up the next morning, I had a blistering headache threatening to overwhelm me, and leave me bedridden for the rest of the day. Moaning, I turned over and was suprised to find a hard, cool body pressed up against me. His eyes were closed, his breathing coming out in slow, even breathes. Blond locks were pressed against his forehead, matted with sweat, his face a vision of happiness. He was unbelievably beautiful.

Jasper.

I was embarresed to realize that it took me a total of three and a half minutes to recognize this perfect vampire, though the steady pounding of my head was certainly a factor and then of course-

Jasper.

Wait.

Jasper. In my bed. Sleeping. Jasper. The vampire who couldn't sleep. The vampire who was not my boyfriend.

Sleeping.
In my bed.

"What!" I exclaimed, rolling in the opposite direction, and landing on the soft carpet with a loud Hmpf.

"Bella?" His windchime voice asked, concern lacing in it. I was overwhelmed by the sudden calmness that was washing over me.

"Stop that," I muttered, sitting up and pulling my legs up. I stayed planted firmly on the ground, and when the calmness went away, I was hit with the intensity of my confusion. "What happened?"

Jasper frowned. "You don't remember?" He asked, and I noticed his chest was bare. Looking down, I noticed mychest was bare besides the flimpsy bra that covered my breasts.

"Good God!" I yelped, jumping up and running to my shirt, which dangled over a random lamp. My face was a brilliant red, and I could only imagine how panicked my expression was. "What the hell, Jasper?"

Jasper was standing, hesitantly moving forward, wanting to comfort me, but unsure how. He looked absolutely delicious with his messy hair, and his widened eyes.

"Bella," he started, but I put my hand up.

"Shirt, Jasper, please." And I threw him a teeshirt. Looking down, I was thrilled to find I was still in pants.

"Tell me we didn't have sex," I begged. "Tell me I didnt cheat on Edwad. God! Tell me you didnt cheat on Alice! Tell me... tell me why I don't remember?"

Jasper's P.O.V

Oh, dear God.

Bella was awake. What would she say? What would she think? Would she regret what we did?

Of course she will, Whitlock. I scolded myself. She loves Edward. I was a... a mistake.Bella moaned, and rolled on top of me. Suprise floated in the room, and then her emotions took a rapid turn to awe, and embaressment. Then, they skyrocketed to confusion, shock, guilt, more confusion.

"What!" She exclaimed, flinging herself off of me, and landing on the floor with a plud. Oh, silly Bella. I fought the urge to chuckle. She's been awake for all of four minutes and she's aleady on the floor.

"Bella?" I asked, leaning over the bed to see her. Her hair was messy, standing up in every which direction, her eyes wide and confused, her lips still swollen. She was breathtaking. I sent myself, and Bella, waves of calmness. Jumping her right now would definitely not help.

Or, at least, that was what I was trying to convince myself.

"Stop that," she ground out, and I immediately cut off the calming. She sat up in a sitting position, and clung onto her legs, almost fearfully. "What happened?"

I frowned, suddenly extremely depressed. "You don't remember?" I hoped she couldn't hear the remorse in my voice. Her eyes lingered on my bare chest, and her breath hitched. Quickly, she glanced at herself.

"Good God!" She screamed, rushing over to the lamp where her shirt was hanging on. I was shocked that she managed to get there, without tripping. The blood rushed to her face, and she stared at me, open mouthed. "What the hell, Jasper?"

I took a tiny step forward, then hesitated, unsure. I wanted to go over there, to wrap my arms around this confused, beautiful angel. But her expression stopped me in my tracks.

"Shirt, Jasper, please." She threw me a random shirt, and I quickly pulled it on.

"Tell me we didn't have sex," she begged. "Tell me I didn't cheat on Edward. God! Tell me you didn't cheat on Alice! Tell me... tell me why I don't remember?"

I stared at her, my Bella. She looked wonderful, even in her fearful state of depression. I sighed. I didn't know how to explain. I didn't want to. It was too... confusing. Too perfect. Last night was one of the best day of my existence. One that would be burned into my memory, for all of eternity. One of those stepping stones that I recognized instantly. I wanted Bella to just remember; remember the love, the lust, she had felt last night.

Her brown eyes widened, and she took a small step forward. "Please, Jasper?" She asked me, quietly. "Please?"

And really, how could I deny my angel what she wanted?

-

[[Lastt Nighttt]]

Bella was talking in her sleep.

Edward had warned me of this. Warned me that she was human; her dreams were irregular, and often she had no control.

She was restless. Tossing, turning, moaning. She dug her nails into the thin mattess that we had bought and put in Edward's room. The blanket was lost somewhere between the bed and the floor. Her hair was a complete haystack, but I liked it that way. Her emotions were quite normal, actually. A bit of fear, a little lust, plenty of restlessness and concern. But, that was Bella. It didn't suprise me she was sensitive in her slumber, too.

What did suprise me, was how easily I was taking this. Of course, there was a slight burn in my throat. But there always was. Nothing unmanagable. I felt no urge to drain her, no want of her blood. She was completely undesirable- in that sense, at least.

Bella moaned, and sat up, arching her back delicately. The concern and restlessness left, and the fear vanished also. Her emotions were left with an abnormal amount of lust.

"Ohh!" She groaned, and her eyes popped open. "Jasper," she whispered.

I sat there, on the couch I had been perched on for five hours. Staring at her, this gorgeous woman. Her lips opened, and I could see her tongue dancing inside.

"Jasper," she said my name again, and I couldn't tell you why it sent courses of electricity through my spine; but it did.

"Bella," I took a tentative step off of the couch. "Wake up, darlin'."

Bella shook her head. "I'm awake," she stood up, and gracefully walked toward me. Who would have known that lust made Bella Swan graceful?

"Oh," I'm an idiot. I couldn't think of anything better to say, and I have over a hundred years worth of vocabulary in my mind. She continued her walk towards me, and stopped, when her face was only inches away. Good God, when did she become so... wonderful? So sexy?

"I want you," Bella whispered, her voice husky and desirefilled. I swallowed.

"No." I shook my head, and backed up. "You want Edward,"

"I want you," she repeated, and stepped forward, until her body was pressed on mine. My... manhood... throbbed against her, and she smiled seductivly. She moved, slowly, and placed wrapped her arms around my neck, backing me up into the couch. I, confused, stumbled and fell, my back against the wall, Bella straddeling my lap. She looked at me, and her eyes were darkened significantly. I could feel the desire pooling off of her, and when it crashed into me, I knew I could deny her no longer. I rammed my mouth into hers, with such an intensity, that she moaned, long and loud, before I finally loosened the pressure. She began grinding her hips against my arousal, and now it was my turn to moan. She unbuttoned my shirt, running her fingers over my granite skin, leaving butterfly kisses on my neck. I grabbed at the seam of her shirt, pulling it over her head, and my breath hitched as I saw her pale skin in the moonlight. God, she was incredible. Her fingers grased on my scars, before she dipped her head down, kissing them. She paused on one, in the center of my chest, and let her tongue gently trace the outline.

"Oh, God, Bella!" I jumped up from my position, and looked at her, feeling her lust, feeling my lust, clenching my fists. I couldn't do this to her. I didnt know what had overcome her, but I knew the guilt she'd feel in the morning if we went any longer. I grabbed her roughly, and kissed her with all the desire I felt, her moan crushing against my mouth. Then, quickly, I dropped her on the mattress and ran. I ran far and fast. I had to get out of there. I had to think of Edward, of Alice. Of the rest of my family. I had to think of anything but Bella.

I had calmed down after a while, and slowly- for a vampire- made my way back to the house. Climbing the stairs at human speed, I found Bella crawled in the middle of the bed, dried tears on her cheeks. I sighed, and climbed onto the bed, wrapping my arms around her. I didnt know what I would have dreamt of if I could sleep.

But I hoped it was of Bella.

-

[[Back to where we are now]]

Bella's P.O.V

I couldn't believe it.

Jasper had told me what had happened. And, I remembered, sort of. I don't really know why I didnt at first- Jasper said I was tired, and probably thought I was dreaming. It's all really fuzzy. I don't know what came over me. I loved Edward.

"I love Edward," I said, because its true. Jasper nodded, and flipped the eggs in the pan. We had relocated to the kitchen, because Jasper said me eating was highly important to him surviving.

"I love Alice," he replied, putting my breakfast on a plate. I dug in- it was delicious.

"We... we were just..." I was trying to explain it, to both Jasper and myself. But I was at a loss of words.

"We made a mistake?" Jasper supplied. I frowned, and tried to hide my dissapoitment.

"Yeah, a mistake," I muttered, throwing in more egg.

Jasper frowned, too, and sighed. "What do you want to do today?" He asked, sitting on the counter next to me. For a moment, I forgot to breath by his breathtaking beauty.

"Umm. Jake wants me to come over..." It wasnt a complete lie. Jake always wanted me to go to his house. And I'd do anything to get away from Jasper. He frowned, and pulled his cellphone out of his pocket. He dialed a number and waited.

"Hey... yeah, she's fine... No, you paranoid freak, I'm not lying... She's eating, Edward! Yes, it's cooked! Edward!" Jasper paused, and rolled his eyes, holding the phone out and raised an eyebrow at me.

"I love you, Eddie!" I yelled at the phone, and I heard Edward's chuckle. Jasper grinned, and pulled the phone back to his head.

"Yeah, I told you she was fine... yeah, she wants to go to Jacob's... Well, I didn't know if it was okay... It is? Ahh, don't sound so sad... Yeah, our baby Bella's growing up." Jasper rolled his eyes again. "Okay. Okay. Bye. Okay. Bye." He sighed and put the phone in his pocket.

"Edward says he loves you," he said, laughing. "And your allowed to go to Jacob's." I rolled my eyes.

"I'm not five, Jazz." I retorted, handing him my plate. He washed and dried it within three seconds. Vampires were very useful sometimes. "I'm going to get dressed." With that, I ran up the stairs, and only tripped twice.