**DISCLIMER: I do not own Twilight, the great Stephenie Meyer does.**
Chapter 2… Age 6
"Jazz?" I asked frantically, spinning in all directions to try to find my best friend.
Where was he?!
This wasn't like him. Jasper was never one to go out into the woods on his own, especially not telling me where he was.
This made me nervous.
My head whipped around, searching for Jasper's familiar dirty blond hair, but all I could find was green. Green from the trees, green from the bushes, and green from the ground.
Tears started to intrude on my personal bubble as they took suicidal jumps from my eyes, down my cheeks, and down to the forest floor below.
"Jazper?" I whimpered one more final time, before I collapsed in defeat onto the forest floor.
I had just sat down on a tree stump, when two rather small, child-like hands rather abruptly were clasped on my shoulders. A blood curtling scream escaped my chest, and bubbled its way out of my locked lips. I jumped a mile into the air.
"BOO!" Jasper yelled victoriously, "GOTCHA!"
I turned around to face his pretty little face.
"Good fer yew." I announced with fake enthusiasm layered in my words.
Jasper looked confused for a moment, but then he took in my appearance, and his eyes grew huge with worry.
My denim jeans were muddy and had green grass spots on the knee caps from when I fell, as was my tiny grey Forks sweatshirt. My long, wavy brown hair was windblown and all over the place. My chocolate brown eyes had tears ready to bubble over and were red and puffy. Tears were still intruding on my pink, blotchy cheeks.
Jasper whipped my tears away with his fingers, and brought me into a bit hug.
"Bells, I'm sowwy." Jasper murmured into my ear; pulling me even closer to his frame, tightening his grip on me.
"'Sokay," I whispered, choking back more tears.
But these new tears were tears of frustration. Jasper always blamed everything on himself. It wasn't fair.
I had an embarrassing habit of crying whenever I got angry or frustrated; a trait that I had gotten from my mother. It didn't help my stubbornness one bit; a trait that I had gotten from my father.
I was such a crybaby at times.
"It's not your fault," I murmured.
"Shh shh shh. I shouldn't have wandered away from you and scared you! This is my fault, now let me take the blame!" Jasper insisted.
I sighed.
I really wished at times, like now, that he wouldn't be so pessimistic and blame everything on himself.
"So, are you gonna tell me where you're taking me?" I asked, truly curious, but also wanting to move on to a different topic.
I stepped out of Jasper's hug, and brushed my fingers down his arm only to lace our fingers together. I swung our arms back and forth.
I got the strange goose bumps that I always get when I touch Jasper, even in the most insignificant way.
I shook it off; not wanting my thoughts to linger on Jasper's touch.
I giggled.
The crooked smile that I loved and made my breathing hitch spread wide across Jasper's face.
"You'll see." He promised me, and began pulling me north, far deeper into the forest that lined the Cullen's property.
I groaned, but followed Jasper willingly.
"You'll love it, I swear." He vowed, looking deep into my chocolate eyes as if he could see straight through to my soul and liked what he saw.
My lips turned down into a stubborn frown, and my lower lip jutted out a bit.
"Fine," I pouted.
Jasper rolled his eyes at me and laughed his musical laughter.
"But I'm only going 'cause I love ya." I told him sternly, yet defensibly.
Jasper looked at me with what I imagined to be what a blind man seeing the sun for the first time in his long, dull, and streached out life would look like. Like I was worth every penny he owned. Like I was the sun.
This made me blush for no reason and look down at my feet.
"I love you too." He murmured quietly; I barely heard him.
I looked up at him, a smile stretched over my face; quite literally turning my frown upside down.
He leaned over, so our faces were inches apart.
His breath washed over my face, and the scent made my mouth water.
Slowly, and ever so carefully, he moved his face closer to mine. Inch by inch, centimeter by centimeter, he leaned into me and kissed my cheek.
I felt like I had died and gone to heaven. My skin burst into flames from where his lips were on my face. It felt as though the shape of Jasper's pink lips burned a hole through my skin and bone and carved a tunnel to my heart and set it on fire as well.
My hand unintentionally rose to the spot that Jasper had just kissed.
Ecstasy was running through my veins. Pure bliss.
I suddenly felt very lightheaded.
My eyes rolled back into my head as darkness enclosed upon my eyes…
"Bella!" I heard a frantic velvet voice call out my name.
Where was I? What happened to me? Who was calling my name?
Questions raveled into my head; all for which I had no immediate answer.
"Bells, if you can hear me, I want you to squeeze my hand." The mysterious voice commanded.
I squeezed his hand as my eyes fluttered open.
Oh! The voice was Jasper's! that made sense, especially since I was wandering around in the wilderness alone with him…
Jasper looked into my eyes; his sapphire eyes were so deep that i almost forgot how to breathe.
What were these strange emotions that were running through me? I had never felt them before, and wasn't anything close to the way I felt when I was with anyone else but Jasper.
"Bella, are you OK?" Jasper's troubled voice pulled me out of my thoughts.
"Um, yeah, I think... So, why'd ya do that?" I asked Jasper; curiosity dripping off every word I spoke.
Jasper blushed and looked down.
I backtracked in my mind.
Jasper, Jasper Cullen, Jasper Tyler Cullen blushed.
Jasper never blushed.
That was a first.
His eyes traveled down towards his little hands as he shrugged.
"Cause I wanted to." he murmured as his eyes traveled up to drown in mine.
I giggled.
"Really?" I asked.
Why would Jasper want to kiss meon the cheek? It made absolutely no sense.
Jasper just nodded; the crooked smile that I loved spread wide onto his face.
He grabbed my hand and helped me up; sending shivers up my spine.
Jasper led us farther out into the depths of the forest, and I still had no idea where we were going...
"Are we there yet?" I asked; my nervous voice breaking the comfortable silence that layered the air that we breathed.
A smile spread wide across Jasper's face as he turned around to answer me.
"No, Bella. Not yet." He told me; rolling his sky blue eyes at me, "Almost."
I groaned. My feet were killing me. I wanted to stop walking now.
I looked up at the midday sky. The blinding sun was out from behind the gray clouds that it liked to hide behind, and was beating feverishly down upon us.
My eyes wandered from the sky to the forest around us. It seemed to thrive with life. The green leaves that lined the branches of the trees danced in the summer breeze, and the graced swayed drunkenly.
Suddenly Jasper turned right.
"Where ar-" my words were cut off when Jasper wheeled around and put his little hands over my chocolate brown eyes.
"What the?!" I screamed in shock.
"Shh!" Jasper hushed me, "I want this to be a surprise! Don't ruin it! Please!"
I sighed in defeat.
"Jasper! I can barely walk with my eyes open without falling, how do ya think I can walk any better with my eyes closed?!" I compliained.
"Bella, do ya trust me?" he asked.
"Yes, but-"
"Then let me lead you there."
"But-"
"But what, Bella?!"
"But I don't think this is the bestest idea..." I told him honestly.
Jasper just rolled his eyes.
He continued to lead me for a moment, but then he stopped dead in his tracks. He turned me to the left, and began pulling me along again.
Finally we stopped walking.
"We're here." He whispered in my hear; his cool breath sent shivers down my spine that burrowed deep into my bones.
"Finally" I breathed.
He moved his hands from my eyes; his fingers on his left band danced lightly down my arm to intertwine with my fingers.
I gasped.
Where were we?!
We were in a small open field; Daisys and other wild flowers irrupted here and there out of the green grass. A brook babbled in the distance, and small hills bounced up and down here and there on the plain.
It was beautiful.
The meadow was empty except for us.
It was our meadow.
I smiled at that thought.
"How's ya find this place?" I whispered; unable to raise my voice any higher.
Jasper shrugged.
"Hikes with my daddy and Edward and Emmett." He explained casually.
I rolled my eyes at his answer, and plopped down onto the earth; I was exhausted from all the hiking.
I patted the earth next to me; beckoning Jasper to come sit next to me.
Jasper strode over to me and sank down next to me; he laid down on his back. I rested my head on his strong shoulder and felt my eyelids droop down.
I let sleep over take me; I was comfortable and content enough where I was to sleep.
My dreams danced in front of me from behind my closed eyelids...
"BELLA?! JASPER?!"voices called.
I was dragged from my pleasant dreams into a terrifying nightmare from the gates of hell.
(Dream)
I was alone in the meadow; surrounded by people with angry expressions painted onto their faces. Each human clutched a pitchfork and fire lite torch like a dagger coated in red blood. Angry,screams erupted from the mob that were so congealed into each other, they were almost imposable to decipher. Terrified; I searched frantically for an escape, but there was none. The mob closed in on me; screaming my name. They wanted me dead, this I understood, but why? For that I had no answer. I looked up from the ground that I was staring at while i paced to find the mob completely surrounding me. Their dirty hands pushed me down onto the ground. I gasped for air; a scream bubbled up in my throat and escaped my locked lips...
(End of dream)
I awoke with a jolt.
What a nightmare...
"BELLA?! JASPER?!" I heard voices call out from a distance.
A wave of fear swept down my spine; clutching my heart, making its beating stutter.
Who was calling us? Why were they calling us?
I had no answer for these questions that ran through my head.
I looked around. The sun was long gone; the moon took its place high in the sky; casting pale waves of light down on the earth below.
I my eyes wandered around the sky; the beautiful stars littered the darkness of space and cast dim rays of light below.
It was a beautiful sight.
Especially from the meadow that I had deemed to be mine and Jasper's.
"Jasper," I whispered, tugging his shoulder lightly.
His sapphire eyes flickered open to the world.
"What? What happened?" He asked; panicked.
"Jazz, listen. People are calling our names." I told him quickly in one breath; fear creeping slowly from my voice and into Jasper's gorgeous eyes.
"BELLA?! JASPER?!" We heard someone call once more in the distance.
Jasper's eyes became huge.
He looked like Bambi in front of an oncoming car.
He shifted his position so he was sitting up with me; both his arms cradled around me.
I leaned into him, hiding my fright-filled face in his chest.
As fate slithered towards us, I couldn't help but panic as to what would happen next...
"Bella?! Jasper?!" Someone called again, only this time, it was much closer.
Relief washed through my body. I knew that voice.
"Jazz," I whispered, "That's my dad! I know it is!"
"Just stay here with me, Bella. Stay here." He whispered back, holding-restraining-me tight against his chest when I tried to break free of his grip to run to my father.
"Fine." I grumbled in defeat; not happy with Jasper's decision at all.
After a few moments of silence, Charlie, my father, lumbered through the bushes and trees and into the meadow.
"Bells," He breathed in obvious relief.
Jasper released me from his wrought iron grip, and I ran towards my father.
"Daddy!" I squealed as he picked me up and spun me around; my dark brown locks bouncing up and around.
"Don't you ever do that to me again, baby girl! You scared me so much." My dad told me; pulling me in closer to give me a great big bear hug.
I giggled.
"Sowwy, daddy." I apologized; my head lowered in shame, "I didn't mean to scare you."
"Come on, baby, let's get you home." He said as he lifted me up onto his back for a piggy back ride.
Were we leaving Jasper here? Not if I had anything to do with it.
I protested, kicking my feet into my father's back.
"Daddy! What 'bout Jasper?! I'm not leaving without him!" I yelled.
Jasper snickered.
My father just sighed in defeat.
"Come on, kid, I suppose I can't just leave you out here, especially since I am the chief of police." he muttered, mostly to himself though.
Charlie put me back down on the ground so I could walk with Jasper.
Jasper and I walked hand-in-hand until we reached his house.
His mother was talking with a police officer on the side of the yard. Her caramel colored hair bounded as she shook her head "no" and stress masked her breath-taking face.
Esme looked up and behind the officers, and a smile spread wide across her face as she saw her little boy.
"MOMMA!" Jasper yelled as he ran into Esme's outstretched arms.
"Jasper!" Esme sighed in relief as she picked her son up and spun him around like Charlie had done with me, "Don't you ever scare mommy like that again!"
"I'm sowwy, momma!" Jasper sang.
I looked away from their "family moment."
"Daddy, I'm schleepy." I told him, sleep dripping into every word that rolled off my tongue.
"Come on then, baby girl, let's get you home to mommy. She's worried about you, munchkin!" He said, tickling my sides.
I giggled feverishly.
"'Kay" I agreed when the tickling came to a stop.
We turned to walk away and to my father's cruiser when a familiar boy with blond hair and blue eyes ran up to my and hugged me unexpectedly.
"Jasper!" I shrieked in delight.
He giggled.
"See ya tomorra." He whispered into my ear.
"See ya tomorra." I agreed, smiling at the thought.
A/N: Awww their feelings are showing... Already! Let me know if theres any spelling errors; that would be great! Reviews make happy and make me write faster, keep that in mind(:
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