Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, any of the characters in Twilight, or anything related to the books and/or movies. If I did, I would be way too busy- doing dirty things with the Cullen boys- to sit down at my laptop and write this story. The scenes that I did borrow from Stephenie Meyer have been revamped to fit my story.

Learning to Live Again

Chapter Ten: Uncontrollable

I knew that she would be calling soon, wanting her husband to come home to her no doubt. I had just hoped that I wouldn't be around when the call happened. I also hoped that it wouldn't happen for at least another month or year. I liked having Jasper around, even if I was dealing with strange feelings half the time we were together.

Jasper smiled as Alice chatted on the other line, and I wished that I had vampire hearing at this moment. I was standing beside the motorcycle, waiting for him to finish his conversation with his wife a few yards away so that he could take me home. I wondered if he would stay tonight or if he would leave to go join her.

I was so wrapped up in staring at Jasper and wondering what would unravel on his phone call that I didn't notice the three boys walk toward me until they were right beside me. I looked to my left and saw Jacob Black with his friends Quil and Embry in tow.

"Hi, Bella," he said with a cool tone to his voice. Okay, so he was still angry or confused. Join the club. I had recently decided to just push my new power to the back of my mind so that I could try and enjoy life. I knew that I would eventually need to deal with it, but I wasn't going to rush that.

"Jacob. How are you?" I looked deeply into his eyes, trying to see if he still considered himself my friend, searching to see if he had told anyone else what I had done to him.

He replied with a shrug. "I'm okay. You?" He sounded concerned, and I smiled. I knew that he hadn't told anyone else.

"Same here. Thanks for asking." There was an awkward silence as I prayed that Jasper was almost done on the phone. "What movie did you guys go to?" I guess I could do the random conversing until my vampire friend returned to my side.

"The new Fast and Furious sequel. How 'bout you? What did you see? Who are you here with?" Jacob quizzed me, looking around. I knew when he spotted Jasper, because he immediately tensed and stood straighter.

"Jasper and I went to see the some cheesy scary movie. It was not good, so I don't recommend it to you guys." I laughed slightly at my joke, but noticed that the three boys were glaring in Jazz's direction. I turned to look at him, holding the phone up to his ear and now staring back at our small group.

Jazz immediately hung up the phone and walked over to me, snaking his arm around my waist and pulling me closer to him in a protective matter. He knew that I could deal with Jacob. What was going on?

"Good evening, boys," Jasper greeted. The tone of his voice made it know that this was not a welcoming greeting and he didn't intend to stay long in their company. "I hope you enjoyed your movie, but Bella and I need to be leaving now."

In less than a minute, Jasper had hopped onto the Ducati and pulled me with him, resting me up against his back as I had earlier. I put my helmet on and fastened the strap to hold it in place. I was silent as he drove us home. I had no idea what was going on, but I had a feeling that this town was the center of some weird supernatural curse.

We pulled up in front of my house and were standing on the sidewalk when I finally laid down the law. "Jasper Hale, I am not going inside until you have explained to me why you and Jacob have this weird vendetta against each other. Why were his friends glaring at you?! Do they all know about your family, Jasper? What is going on?!"

During my lovely temper tantrum on my sidewalk, I had managed to walk closer to him so that I was standing directly in front of him. My hands had somehow managed to work themselves up to the collar of his black button-down shirt and were pulling his face closer to me. I don't know what it was about Jasper, but I was never able to control my actions around him anymore. The more we hung out, the crazier I seemed to get.

Jasper was smirking down at me, obviously amused by my fit and the fact that I was trying to be threatening. If he wanted something to laugh about, I would give it to him alright. I hoped to God that Alice wouldn't see this since it was a split decision.

I stood on the tips of my toes and smashed my lips into Jasper's. There was no response at first, shock obviously registering on the vampire. Jasper moved his hands to the tops of my shoulders and gently pushed back, trying to break us apart. I wouldn't let him, and I knew that he was allowing me to fight back because there was no way I could overpower a male vampire.

I pulled him closer to me by the collar of his shirt, his head bending down while our lips danced off each other. I felt him kiss me back, dueling my lips with his own colder ones. His hands moved from my arms to the small of my back, pushing me into his hard body as mine moved from his shirt to thread themselves into his hair.

I let out a low moan from deep within my throat when I felt his tongue on my lips, parting them, begging for entrance into my mouth. I happily obliged and felt my knees grow weak when our tongues began dancing off each other. The corners of my mouth turned upward when I heard a soft growl come from him. I broke away from his lips for just a second, long enough to gasp for breath before returning.

"Jasper," I moaned into his mouth, needing to make sure that this was real. I heard him moan back in response while working his hands from the small of my back to rest on my hips, pulling them against his own. "Oh, God, Jasper," I gasped out again. My owns hands were becoming more adventurous, falling from his hair to his shoulders and then caressing their way down his chest until I was grabbing two bunches of his shirt from where it hung on his stomach, trying to pull our bodies even closer together. I doubt that was possibly, though.

We jumped apart from each other, hands falling to our sides when a car drove by and honked their horn at us. I would've blushed under normal circumstances; however, I wasn't embarrassed by my actions. I was rather unsure of them, though. I stood on the sidewalk, my chest heaving for oxygen as my eyes stared at the man in front of me, radiating lust and need. His eyes were another story. He was looking at me with confusion, fear, and shame shining through his eyes.

I took a small step toward him, extending my hand to meet his own. He reeled back, keeping distance between our bodies. "We need to talk," he stated as he turned and began walking toward the forest across from my house, knowing I would follow like the little puppy that I was becoming.