Sorry about the extreme absence, but RL has been busy and it's just starting to calm down! Hopefully, I can get back into some sort of groove with this fic.

CHAPTER 11

I didn't want to give myself up to him, I just couldn't. If I did, it would mean that he had won and I was some weak human he could just play with. Sure, he kept referring to me as his mate, but I didn't know of a single human who knew what that meant. Besides Esme that is, but there was no way she was telling me. Did him calling me his mate mean that I was going to be protected? Or did it mean that as soon as he drank all of me, I would be dead?

I was standing by the window, staring in the distance to where I knew my house was. I just wanted to go home. I wanted to be with my dad, Esme, Rose and everyone else. Even Emmett was pretty awesome, judging from the few hours I got to spend with him. I couldn't help but wonder what they were doing at that moment.

Feeling a hand on my shoulder, I jumped in surprise.

"This doesn't have to be so painful, my mate," he whispered to me. "You know that I can give you pleasure, if you would stop resisting me." He moved his other hand so that he could cover his bite mark with my own hair. "Just think, you can have anything your heart desires."

"I just want to go home," I told him, my voice soft. I could feel tears threatening to spill as I thought of home, but I had to stay strong. "My dad's going to be worried and the others..."

He kissed my shoulder, causing me to remember that I had been wearing a tank top all day and didn't think to change it. "Won't you just submit to me, Isabella? Why is it so hard? You know that you're safest if you have one of mine as a protector."

"Rose and Carlisle..." He broke me off.

"They always leave, don't they?" I couldn't help looking at the floor, confirming what he had said. They did always leave and it was weeks, if not months or years, before they came back. "I will never leave you. I will never abandon you like they do. You have no need to worry."

I knew it was stupid, yet I couldn't help but relax into his body, as my mind processed his words. He wouldn't abandon me like the others had. He wouldn't leave me with the knowledge that the people who hurt my mom were still out there, able to hurt me and everyone I cared about.

"Promise?" He didn't say anything, so I repeated the question. "Promise you won't leave me, Jasper?"

He kissed the top of my head, filling my stomach with butterflies, much like the ones I got when I first met him on the beach. "I promise, my mate. I will never leave you, as long as you do what I ask of you. You will have everything you ever dreamed of." As soon as he said that, I thought of my dad not wanting me to get a puppy when I was growing up, no matter how much I begged. He always said that neither of us had time to care for a puppy, and that Rose would probably get annoyed and eat it. "And what about that is so funny?"

"Will you get me a puppy?" I knew that my voice was pleading, but I didn't care.

"Is that what you want?" I nodded, tilting my head back so I could see him. "I'll send someone out tomorrow. You'll have to take care of it, though. A puppy's a big responsibility."

I nodded, knowing that it was. I couldn't help my excitement, though. I would have a puppy to play with.

"I promise, Jasper. I'll take really good care of it." Now I sounded like a child, assuring her parents that she would be able to keep the puppy herself. "I'll feed it and play with it and... oh." I knew that this would be the turn-around. The reason I couldn't have a puppy, and the reason I never would be able to. "I can't take it for a walk."

He wrapped his arms around my waist, making me feel secure once again, but this time he wasn't controlling me. "I'll make you a deal. If you do as I say, we will see about getting your puppy in a week's time. Is that agreeable?"

"Yes, Jasper."

"Now, why don't we begin your first lesson?" The fear began rising up in me once again, my stomach dropping. This was not going to turn out good. "I promise you'll enjoy this one."

He reached down and scooped me up, so he was holding me bridal style. I knew that it would be best not to upset him, but I was afraid. My body began to resist and struggle as he carried me down the stairs, to a basement. The room was lit by a single lightbulb, which hung from the ceiling. Even with the light, I could barely make out a bed, a table, two chairs, and what looked like an X attached to the wall. My fear spiked once more as he placed me in the center of the room. My kneels failing and causing me to collapse onto the floor.

I felt metal wrap around my wrists, before being pulled up to a standing position. I couldn't fight the chains or I would hurt myself, but I could still fight against Jasper. It didn't matter if he bought me whatever I wanted. Like I did at the beach, just before meeting Jasper, I pictured a triple circle and muttered out a chant. However, this time, I made one up myself.

Thrice around the circle's bound,
Evil sink into the ground.

"Chanting won't help you, Isabella," he spoke, walking towards me with a smug look. "It's-"

I watched in awe, not able to stop the smirk on my face, as he stood about a foot in front of me. He placed his hand up, touching an invisible force that was blocking me from him.

"Isabella, you will lower this shield." I shook my head, hearing a growl come from him. "You will lower this shield, or I will get you a puppy just so you can watch as I snap its neck."

"I-I don't know how," I shouted, knowing that it would anger him. I truly had no idea what had happened and now I was afraid of what would follow. "Jasper, help me. I-I want to get down." He stared at me with a hard gaze before he began pounding on the invisible wall. Tears slid down my cheeks and I knew I was panicking. "Jasper, help."

I don't know how it happened, but he was able to break through the... whatever it was, and break the chains that were holding me up. As soon as he had me down, I fell into his arms, my body shaking as he held onto me. I had never been so scared before in my life. The spells were just supposed to be mental, not physical.

"Th... that wasn't fun," I choked, trying to shake off some of the fear.

He stared down at me with a curious gaze before turning his head away. "The sun is rising." He carried me over to the bed and lay me down, before going over to the door. I couldn't see what he was doing, but he came back moments later and climbed into bed with me. "Get some rest, Isabella. We shall discuss this in the morning."

I turned on my side, away from him, as I felt his arm drape over my waist. Reaching down, I grasped his hand in both of mine and clutched it, finally feeling completely safe for the first time since I was a child.