.:Twilight Series - Nightshade's Hale:.

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.:Chapter Fourteen - Angry & Upset:.

I laid quietly on my bed, the soft sound of Country music playing in my room. Morgan was out, she supposedly meeting with her boyfriend. So I had the house to myself. I sat flipping through the pages of the other book, I'd found.

It was a book on the basic monster legends, it was quiet interesting, but also quiet boring. I sighed as I let the book fall to the floor, and then rolled over onto my back. I stared up at the celling, let myself daze off and think about a certain someone.

I bolt upright suddenly when I felt the weight in the bed had changed. I shuffled back slightly when I saw Jasper sat at the top of my bed.

"Interesting; Vampires, Werewolves, and Immortals". He spoke softly.

"How the hell did you get in here?!" I demanded, my mother tongue was kicking back in again.

"Through the window... Umm, the cold ones!".

There was a faint sound of amusement and I couldn't help but snap. I pulled the book violently from his hands, and throw it across the room. Jasper stared calmly up at me when I gripped the collar of his shirt and growled at him.

"What the hell are you doing here?!".

I look down suddenly when I felt his ice cold hand circle my wrists.

"I came to speak to you" he tells me.

"You should have knocked on the door!" I tell him.

"I wanted to show you something" he says softly.

I slowly backed down, and let my hands fall from the collar of his shirt. I shifted back slightly and then stepped off the bed and walked towards my music player. I stopped short though when a pale hand reached past me and turned the music off.

I shivered uncontrollably when I felt that same hand gently pull my hair back from my neck. I stared wide eyed at the wall when I felt the faint sensation of lips against my neck.

"Your so tempting Miss. Nightshade" he says in a low voice.

"Your a vampire. Aren't you?" I spoke in a almost whisper.

It was a wonder I could even mutter the words to form in my mouth. I cursed myself when I felt the faint trace of lips full leave my neck.

"Does it scare you?" he asks.

"Yes!.. But not a much as it should" I tell him slowly.

"Why you?". I frowned when I heard this question again.

"I don't understand this at all. So why don't you just get it over with?" I spoke a bit higher.

"Why would I kill you?.. Your a tease to me? - Yes. But I'd gain more from you if your alive, than from if you were dead... Your death would kill me Lace; I want you human and alive... I can't help but love the way you blush, breath, and the way you question everything little thing so careful, even though you already know the answer. I don't even know you but,.. in some strange way... I do".

Jasper voice was smooth, but something told me he was straining himself. I turned slowly to face him, only to find he was inches away from me. I froze when he raised his hands and gently cupped my face.

"Trust me Lace. I'd never harm you deliberately" he tells me.

"I know".

My answer was soft, but I could tell by his pursed lips that he had heard my worry. Jasper smiled slightly, the first smile I'd seen on his lips, and it made me feel weak at the knees.

"What does this mean Jasper?" I ask.

Jasper continues to smile as he slowly leads me back towards my bed, he then sat me down and then sat down himself.

"You knew so quickly, and all you needed was a picture in a book. I never thought it would happen to me, but it did. Alice told me she'd already seen you, years before we met, and it struck me odd that she'd played me along...".

"Alice saw me?.. What the hell is that meant to mean?" I ask in shock.

Jasper's laugh filled the room, but it was sweet and soft, almost similar to that of a birds lullaby.

"Sometimes, were born into this life with gifts, Alice can see the future, were as Edward can read peoples minds. He was surprised when I found you had nothing but good intentions towards Miss. Swan".

I laugh slightly and then say "Of course, why would I wanna hurt Bells. She's my friend, and I really never mean any one harm, not even Jessica Stanley, and believe me, I hate her".

Jasper chuckled softly as he says "It was quiet funny what happened to Edward".

"I thought so!" I tell him.

I sigh slightly and then ask "So, do you have a gift?".

Jasper nods slightly and then says "Emotional manipulation. Most of us gain it from a past life feeling, or something we already had gets amplified".

"So, basically, if I was angry or upset you could make me feel happy or giddy?" I ask.

"Yes, but your harder to control than the others, it much easer to manipulate you when your asleep" he tells me.

My face fell, the realisation hit me like a tone of bricks. Jasper had been the one in my room, and he had been the one to break my photo frame.

"You!" I whisper.

I then stand up straight, and walk towards my draw. I quickly pull the frame out and then turn and throw it onto the bed right next to him.

"Get out!" I tell him.

Jasper looks back and forth between myself and the frame, but he doesn't make an attempt to move.

"Get out! I want nothing to do with you!" I tell him.

"What's wrong?" he asks as he stands slowly.

"You destroyed the one priceless thing that meant the world to me. You don't get to do that and get away with it!" I yell at him.

"Lace, I didn't touch your frame, you knocked it as I back away from you, you were trying so hard to keep a hold of me. The reason it fell was my fault, but your the one who knocked it over" he tells me.

I stare him down, but at the same time I had vague memory of that happening.

"Your using your gift! Stop it!".

"I'm not, believe me, your so hard to control, I can't make you feel anything right now" he tells me softly.

I frowned when I heard the truth in his voice, my instincts had never been wrong, so why would they lie to me now. I knew deep down that it had been my fault.

"No, no! I let them fall!".

My voice was chocked, and tears were already forming and I knew I wouldn't be able to stop them. I let myself fall to the floor, not at all bothered that I was letting Jasper see me like this. I had the vague notion that I was suddenly moving, but I didn't care.

I felt cold hands gently curl around my hands that covered my face, and then gently began to pull them away.

"Lace. Darling, look at me".

I I looked up to find Jasper stare intently into my eyes, but what struck me as odd was that he'd called me darling. I lent forward and wrapped my arms around his waist. The cold from his body was beating through the thin layer of clothes he was wearing, and he could probably feel my tears socking through.

I nuzzled closer when I felt one of his cold hand run through my hair gently. We stayed like this for what felt like hours, while he whispered me sweet nothings.


A/N - Another chap, but I don't know how long till I have another out. Hope you liked it, and thank you to Kyasarin Freakload and EvilVampireDucky for the reviews. Please people, give me more. Please. RxR. RxR.