Any spelling mistakes noticed in Jasper's speech is deliberate.

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Edward's POV

I'm not gonna lie here; this kid scares the hell out of me. From the moment he showed up, I had been terrified of him although I am not sure why. I guess it has something to do with him constantly growling at me and acting like such an animal all the time. I even noticed a bite mark on my dad's wrist when he got back with Jasper but I just pretended not to notice. I already knew what this meant; Jasper was violent.

This is why I am unsure what had made me think Jasper staying in my room was a good idea. I don't know what made me offer but I just did and now I'm stuck in here, afraid that the wild kid is going to lash out on my piano. I have no idea what I would do if he breaks that thing. My family were rich enough to buy me another one but that wasn't the point. I like the one I have now and I will not let some feral kid mess it up.

It was after my dad left when I got nervous being left with him. Dad had Jasper under control but now he was gone, what was stopping him from biting me? He has been wanting to by the way he always gets into a pouncing position when I try to enter a room but dad has always been able to stop him in the act.

He was watching me right now like he was expecting something from me. What the hell did he want me to do? Expose my arms so that he could make a meal of them? Open the window so he could escape back into the wild? Yeah, I prefer option two but the only thing that was holding me back from letting him go was that my parents seem to have grown attached to him despite only being his third day here. Not only that but Rosalie would kill me; literally. She has just found her missing brother and she would definitely be willing to kill me just to keep him with her. She hates me so much that it's dangerous.

"What do you want?" I asked him a little harshly.

My tone of voice was just returned with a glare. He raised his upper lip to bare his teeth but he didn't growl like I thought he would. He was still sitting on my piano seat which annoyed me a little. He turned his head away from me so that I couldn't see him. I could still hear him though.

"Mowon" he mumbled.

If he said what I think he did, his pronunciation wasn't as bad as I would have thought it would be considering that he stopped learning to talk at the age of four and even then, I heard from Carlisle that apparently Jasper had speech problems at that age.

"It's Edward" I corrected.

"Mowon" he repeated but glaring at me this time.

I walked closer to him; gaining confidence. I made my face look stern since I was informed that it was my facial expressions that Jasper responded too. He hated me most because I was the one that showed vulnerability so if I at least act tough, Jasper would back off.

"Edward" I said again.

He opened his mouth to speak but just as he was about to say something, he forced his mouth shut and lowered his head. I wasn't sure if Jasper was deliberately calling me a moron or if he had thought it was my real name by learning it from Rosalie but she is definitely to blame for this and I was not going to allow it. I crouched down by him; feeling determined to correct the name he had given me.

"Say Edward" I told him.

He stared at me; waiting for something else to happen. Realising that this wasn't going to work straight away, I took a deep breath to help with my patience.

"Jasper" I said, pointing to him. "Edward" I then pointed to me.

I thought that gesturing to him and then myself would help him understand but apparently not.

"Rose" he whispered.

I pinched the bridge of my nose to try and figure out how to get through to him. He hasn't been in here for long and this was already frustrating me. How did Carlisle handle this?

"Edward. Say Edward" I requested calmly.

He moved his face closer to mine which kind of freaked me out but I still refused to back away. Noticing my challenging look, he finally gave up.

"Eward" he responded quietly.

I guess the letter 'D' wasn't his strong point when trying to pronounce words. He was close and that was a great start. I smiled weakly as he watched my expression. Don't look scared. Don't look scared. He suddenly clenched his fist into my shirt and tugged me towards the chair he was sitting on before jumping off.

"Eward" he whispered again.

I looked at him but his eyes were on the piano. I doubt that he had ever heard or even seen one of these before. Without a second thought, I pressed my finger against a single note. Jasper's ears twitched as his body backed away from the piano until his back was pressed against the wall. He started to whimper but it had a little bit of a growl to it as well. I lifted my finger off the key and looked at Jasper. He was shaking with fear but his eyes still remained on my piano. It was like he was waiting for it to move.

"Hey, it's okay" I calmed him.

His eyes wondered off to my bedroom door. Did he want to leave already? Knowing that he misbehaves when he doesn't get his own way, I opened my door, expecting him to run out but he didn't. Instead, he jumped back onto the piano stool from where I had moved off it and gave me that expectant look again.

I was confused now. It was clear that he wanted something but I had no idea what it was. He began to whimper loudly and raising his head before leaning it back. I think he was gesturing me to return back to the seat. It was a wild guess but I walked towards him again. He didn't jump off the stool this time but it was big enough for two of us so I sat next to him as he watched me nervously. Well at least he didn't look like he wanted to attack me.

I slowly put a finger on another key but I didn't put pressure on it so that it wouldn't make a sound. I just wanted to see how Jasper would react before it made any noise. Instead, he continued to watch like he was waiting for the moment that I play another note.

On that thought, I pressed down again. Jasper shivered but he didn't move away this time. This encouraged me to play a few more notes. Jasper whimpered quietly and pushed his body closer to mine. I guess he is more afraid than I am. I didn't stop though because the amount of times that I play the piano means that I need him to get used to hearing the sound without wanting to run away.

As I continue to play, Jasper started to shuffle forward to gaze at the piano; watching the way my fingers hit each note. I think he was trying to figure out how it works; it's quite simple really but in order to become a professional, you need to do a lot of practicing.

He then did something that I wasn't expecting. He raised his arm close to the piano and lightly pressed one of his fingers on a low note. He jumped back at the sound but he moved forward again to make the same noise. I kept playing too, all though the notes he was pressing didn't match the notes I was playing but I didn't mind as long as he doesn't break it.

He seemed to be more focused now although he was just using his index finger on each key. Just like a four year old would. If we do end up keeping him, I wonder how long it would take for him to act his physical age or would he always be like this? I hope not. I could imagine the poor kid being bullied if anyone ever found out about him and noticed his unusual behaviour. Not only that but it's a little annoying. His age tells me that he understands everything but mentally, all he knows is how to eat, sleep and drink but even that's with difficulty.

We continued to sit at my piano for about another 20 minutes until Jasper stopped playing. I stopped with him and turned to look at him to see if he wanted to leave my room now or if he wanted to stay and do something else.

His eyes wondered off to the window before jumping off the stool and up onto the window sill. He observed the forest, resting his palm on the window that was blocking his way out of here. I bet he felt like a caged tiger captured from the wild. But I knew that if I opened the window for him, he wouldn't leave. This place is like a goldmine to him. There's food, water, a comforting bed, shelter and there's his sister whereas in the wild, he probably had to hunt and look for his own food and water and then sleep in trees that were uncomfortable and provide no shelter. But despite all that, he missed life in the wild.

The doorbell rang as Jasper's ears twitch, jumping off the sill and running to the door to howl his way out. I have to admit, although it was crazy, he was very good at making animal noises; I'm surprised that he hasn't tried barking. I opened my bedroom door, making Jasper dart out of my room. I followed him down the stairs to see Emmett walking in with a big box in his hand, followed by my mom, Esme.

Emmett put the box on the table which was when I realised what it was; the Xbox one. As soon as he noticed Jasper, he pointed a finger at him.

"No chewing because if you do, I'll…man, I don't know what I would do" Emmett said the last part to himself.

Jasper seemed to be curious as to what was in the box but Emmett made sure that he stayed away from it. I wasn't surprised considering Jasper had chewed the wire of his Xbox last time. He would probably keep his door locked from now on just to stop Jasper from going in there.

He began to whimper as he tried to get past Emmett but he was blocking Jasper's way.

"He's just curious, Emmett. Let him take a look" Alice told him.

"Says the girl who complained that her hair dryer got chewed" Emmett muttered before walking out of Jasper's way.

Jasper jumped up on to the table where the box was before leaning closer to it to smell it.

"It's not food, man. I don't even think it has a smell" Emmett said.

Jasper growled at him which was almost as if he was telling Emmett to shut up. Once Emmett did so, Jasper sunk his teeth into the cardboard.

"No, see this is why I don't let him explore stuff" Emmett complained as he pushed Jasper away from the box. He then picked it up and carried it to his room.

"Mom, did you get me anything?" I asked her.

I noticed that Alice, too, had a bag of her own but if Alice went shopping with her, it would be a lot more than just one bag. I assumed that mom had brought Alice a few clothes and a new hairdryer to replace the one that Jasper had destroyed along with Emmett's Xbox.

"No, honey. Was there anything you needed? I can get it when I next go out" Esme offered.

"No, nothing major other than a new note book and a memory stick. They are both getting full" I informed.

As soon as Carlisle walked in the room, Jasper jumped off the table and crouched by his side with his arm raised so that his fist clenched in Carlisle's shirt. I was unsure why he did that but then again, there were a lot of things that Jasper did that I was unsure of. Well my best guess was that by grabbing a piece of a person's clothing was expressing attachment and I knew that Jasper behaved around Carlisle so perhaps that what it was.

Carlisle's POV

When my wife got back from taking my son out to get a new Xbox, I thought that it would be a good idea for her and I to spend some time with Jasper while the others do their own thing. Edward had gone back upstairs, Emmett was trying out his new Xbox, and Rosalie was currently out with her mates while Alice was spending her time trying on her new outfits.

Jasper was leaning against me on the couch in the way he usually does with Rosalie. His eyes were watching Esme cautiously who was also sitting next to him but a little further away so that she didn't seem like a threat to him. At least he hasn't growled at her yet.

"When I went out to buy Emmett's Xbox, I came across a few things that I thought might help Jasper learn" Esme announced.

"What did you find?" I asked curiously.

I was glad to know that Rose and I weren't alone in trying to teach Jasper new things. Esme grabbed a plastic bag that had the things in. She pulled out the first packet and showed them to me.

"Well, the first thing that caught my eye was building blocks with letters of the alphabet on. I thought that it would be useful to help him pronounce letters and learn them as well as spell them out. And then, I found this"

Esme then pulled out what appeared to be a pack of cards with pictures on.

"This well help him with his speech. An example is a card with a picture of a car with the letter 'C' on it to help him out" she explained.

I thought that this really was a good idea. Since the only words he was able to pronounce before he lived his life in the wild, was Rose, mom and dad, these words would all be new to him but I hope that he learns them quickly.

"The last thing I got was a coloring book. It will be fun for him and it will give him something to. But since this is Jasper, I picked up crayons and coloring pencils rather than felt tip pens just so that he doesn't get ink on his clothes or the furniture or tries to swallow it" Esme explained.

Deciding to start off with the easiest, I took the book and opened it up to the first page which was a picture of a lion but the coloring space was easy enough for somebody who hasn't colored before. I then took a orange crayon out of the packet and placed it in Jasper's hand.

He looked at me curiously; unsure about what I was doing but I just guided his hand to the book before moving his hand to help him color in the picture. He realised what I was doing and had already started coloring it on his own. It's almost as if he is familiar with this.

"Do you think he has learnt this before? You know, before he was taken" Esme questioned.

My eyes remained on Jasper who was scribbling the face of the lion but I nodded at her. He clearly knew what he was doing. I could even tell it by his eyes. They were just so drawn into the picture as if it was bringing back good memories. He was enjoying this. Esme's eyes returned to Jasper, making the most of his most human moment yet.

Almost as if I jinxed it, Jasper's eyes flickered to the ceiling as he pressed his body against mine which appeared to be shaking. His ears began to twitch as he dropped his crayon. His face had gone from relaxed and happy to absolutely terrified. What was scaring him? Whatever it was that he could hear, we couldn't. His ears were very good at detecting sound unlike the average human.

And then suddenly, Jasper darted from my side and ran to the complete opposite side of the room again while making some sort of terrifying screeching sound. He jumped up onto the coffee table before crawling under it to whimper loudly. As soon as I moved off the chair to comfort him, he ran out from under the table and then started running around the room in circles, making a lot of noise in the process.

Edward hurried down the stairs to see what all the noise was but Jasper didn't even bother to growl at him like he usually did.

"Dad, what's going on?" He asked.

"I don't know. He's hearing something and it's scaring him" I called over the noise.

I wasn't sure what to do. If I don't do anything, he'll end up hurting himself; trashing the place in the process but if I try to catch him, it'll scare him and could possibly attack me in fear that I'm a threat.

"Shhhhhh" I tried. It usually worked so I was hoping that it would now but according to the way Jasper was acting, the noise proved to be ineffective. I kept trying anyway.

Deciding that running around the main room wasn't enough for him, he ran into the dining room which freaked Edward out since Jasper had to run past him. I rushed in there with Jasper where he kept jumping on the table, off and then on again. His screeching sound turned into loud whimpers as he ran into the kitchen, jumping on the side and then off again.

Once he realised where I was, he ran past me and back into the main room where his loud whimpers suddenly stopped but was followed by Esme screaming my name.

"Shit" I heard Edward shout.

It wasn't often when I heard him swear. I ran back into the main room, panicking, and that's when I saw Jasper lying face down on the floor by the coffee table, unconscious.

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