Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, or anything to do with it, however the OC's are all my own. The concept of Jasper being the 'God of War' is something that I've read in a few fics, but I don't know where it originates, so I'm sorry for not giving credit where credit's due! Plus, I have no idea what Louisianna, or Wisconsin are like - I'm from England, so please, forgive any mistakes. Have a great day, and I love you guys!
Jasper POV
October 2020
Madison, Wisconsin
Jesus Christ, she had to be here, didn't she?
The day I come back, the same fuckin' day, it turns out that Alice has invited her new boyfriend, Clyde, and his Goddamn sister, Camilla, along wit' him to come for some dinner.
Not only was I gonna have to shovel some of that human shit they called food, but I was gonna have to keep polite conversation wit' someone I wanted to either drain dry or fuck into next year. Needless to say, it wasn't an ideal situation, and I tried to get out of it.
Alice said, over an' over again that I'd be fine, and that she would have seen if I lost control, but still, I wasn't really willing to risk it. I didn't know why, but I cared about this human's health, and the thought was mighty annoyin'. Plus, I'd already fuckin' proven that Alice's visions can change at the sweep of a hat, especially when it comes to my instincts.
Alice said that they'd be here in just under half an hour, so I had time to hunt, and clean myself up, of which I did. Those poor mountain lions didn't even see it comin. After my unnecessarily bloody hunting session, I had a pretty quick shower, and threw on a clean pair of boxers, covered with my favourite dark, low-hanging jeans, a tight, long-sleeved shirt to cover my scarred forearms, and a pair of well-worn cowboy boots, and towel-dried my hair, hoping it would at least look presentable when they came.
Wait a second.
Since when did I give a fuck about what I looked like? I swear, this chick was messing wit' my head more than I would have liked, and it was screwing wit' me. Alice had been flittering round the damn house all day, in the world's best of fuckin' moods, and I jus' didn't know why.
Well I guess I did, due to her upbeat optimism that threatened to physically choke me, I knew that she was happy that she was introducing her guy to us all, and it was adorable, to an extent. Well, it would have been, had I not been able to feel her every emotion, all Goddamn day. It was drivin' me nuts!
Now.. I was the only singleton left in the family, and it was gratin' on my last damned nerve. Not because I was single, I didn't really care about that shit, but they all would give me those sad looks, like I was missing out on somethin' big, when really, all it was, was belonging to someone else, and I've had my fair share of being owned. I have no intention of goin' back there, neither.
Taking my position, leaning against the far wall, after hearing the sound of her brother's Camaro engine powering through the streets, I noticed that Alice's happiness seemed to treble, and I fought to remove the smile that made its way onto my face. She was a sight to behold, and her glee was contagious. It gave me a fuckin' headache.
"They're coming, guys! Places, places!"
She was so fuckin' happy, we didn't have it in us to deny her anythin' so we jus' went wit' it. Besides, she put so much effort into it, I couldn't mess her special day up jus' 'cause I'm an asshole.
Rose was completely against this whole thing - she hated both Clyde and Camilla for bein' so close to her family, the same way she despised Bella initially, however, obviously, she's gotten over that, and now, they're pretty fuckin' close, if you ask me. Rose sees Bella, Char and Alice as her sisters, and she loves them each in their own way, it jus' took a while to get past her bitchy, cold exterior to get to the fleshy, gooey part of her.
Emmett, on the other hand, was fit to burst, he was so fuckin' excited, lookin' like a kid at Christmas about to open up their first present. He was practically bouncing on the spot, and I chuckled to myself, not sure of how to take it. He liked Camilla, that's for sure, but I didn't see why. She was jus' a regular old human, wasn't she?
Jus' as my thoughts took a turn for the confused, I heard a masculine knock at the door, and the pounding of two nervous heartbeats, finding that one attracted me more than the other. Alice danced over to the front door, smiling the entire way, while Peter and Char gave me sidelong, worried glances, frightened for my control, or possible lack thereof.
"I'm good, guys, don't worry 'bout me," I said, quietly. Pete nodded once, and gathered a still-concerned Char into his arms. They really were the best people in my life - I couldn't have done any of this without them.
Alice brought them into the foyer, and, honestly, if my heart had still been beating, it would have been pounding in my throat. My perfect memories apparently ain't to this girl justice, because Goddamn, she was stunning. Her outfit was the perfect mix of classy yet casual, and I wanted nothin' more than to peel each layer from her body, one by one, jus' to see what was beneath.
Her jeans cupped her ass in a way that I hadn't ever seen in the last one-hundred-and-eighty-one years, and it was driving me crazy!
All plump and curvaceous, jus' waiting to be cupped by my hands. I had to avert my eyes, jus' so I could wash the thoughts from my mind, and I knew that, if he could, Edward would have jus' gotten a face-full of explicit, detailed thoughts that I don't think would have went over all too well wit' him.
It was only when Emmett jumped out of his seat to hug my girl - my girl? - when I actually heard myself snarl, in an overprotective way, for the first time since I done left Maria's camp. He twirled her around a couple times, completely disregarding my growl as somethin' else, and I felt true anger swell up in my chest. So much so in fact, that I had to clench my fists, and cross them over my chest jus' to quell the urge to collapse Emmett's skull.
Then, she looked at me, and those fuckin' pretty gray eyes were enough to floor me. I still couldn't feel anythin' from her, yet her brother was an open book. His affection for Alice was clear, his need of approval from her parents in that typical human way was there too, but more importantly, the protectiveness he felt over his sister when Em so much as touched her was enough to prove that his intentions for her were pure.
He was ready to throw down with Emmett, who was clearly the most intimidating out of the guys in my coven. I havent got a doubt in me that he'd kill for her, and its that kind of determination that I wanted for whoever was with Alice - she deserved it.
Her eyes were so sad, though, and it made my still heart lurch slightly, in my chest. She was confused, clearly, but more so, she was hurt by somethin', and I wanted to quell whatever upset was burning her.
"Em, lemme down please," she asked, so quietly, and I felt the sound travel straight to my aching groin. I could only imagine what she sounded like when she was in bed, and I found that I actually wanted to know. Jesus, what is wit' me? I could feel Peter's stare on my face, and I didn't even have it in me to meet it, head on.
What a fuckin' pussy.
Bella turned to me, her brow creasing up a little, and I shrugged off her unasked question, as Em took Camilla and Clyde into the kitchen to meet Carlisle and Esme. I had the strangest urge to follow behind them, however that would have looked so fuckin' weird, so I decided on takin' a seat in the far corner, so I could still see her as she spoke to our 'parents'.
Jesus Christ, her smile was perfect; her teeth white and straight, though I thought I could see the point of an adorable snaggletooth that I hadn't noticed before, sitting above her actual tooth-line, as she smiled, and that slight imperfection made her all the more real in my eyes.
Whenever she got a little nervous, she, unconsciously, played with the ends of the hair that wasn't tied in the tight bun, and it was jus' so fuckin' cute.
There was one thing, though, that pissed me off. There was some mark on her neck, and my first thought was that it was put there by that Daniel prick. Alice did say that they were together, I guess, so I don't see any reason why they couldn't be all intimate and shit with one another, but the thought of her with anyone was enough to make me sick to my stomach, and I didn't know why.
Maybe because she's ours, dumb-ass, the Major's sarcastic drawl sounded off inside of my mind, and I tensed, immediately.
What's wrong? Thought you'd gotten rid of me?, he laughed, Never, Jasper, I'm never leaving.
Shuddering to myself, I tried to focus on something else, anything else, other that the sound of his sardonic laughter, and found the pulse of Camilla's heartbeat was enough to quell my inner monster. Hmm, that's somethin' that I'll have to bring up with Carlisle because that's never happened before.
Before long, the damned food was served up, and we had to endure the disgusting cuisine, although, by the looks of pleasure of both of our guest's faces, the food, to them, was pretty nice, and I had a hard time focusing on anything other than the image of Camilla with her eyes closed.
Rose refused to eat any of the warm shit, claiming to be on some kind of diet, and went with the salad, whereas Em, the mentally challenged vampire, piled his plate high with steaming pasta and sauce.
The thing with our kind is that we'd have to get rid of this food one way or another - and somethin' tells me that Em was gonna be spending a whole lot of time in the bathroom later tonight.
It took all of, maybe, two hours for Rose to lose her cool with the very presence of our guests, and she left the room, rather quietly, taking Em along with her. I decided that I might be needed, thanks to my ability, so I followed on, jus' in case it got a little too heated.
"Rose, come on, its for Alice. They'll be gone in a couple hours, you don't even have to talk to them-"
"I don't care about talking to any of them, Em, its just that they're here! In our house!," she yelled, exasperated, "I can deal with it at school, because its necessary, but here? This is where we can be ourselves, and they're encroaching on property they have no right to be on!"
I chipped in, calmly, "Well ain't none of them done anythin' to any of us, jus' yet, so why don't you jus' stay up here, an' out of the way? That way ain't nobody gotta see anyone."
Rose huffed, and crossed her arms over her chest, rolling her golden eyes at me in a way that had me aching to teach her a lesson. She's my sister, and I love her, as best as I could, of course, but Goddamn, she pushes the limits sometimes.
It's because she ain't scared of you, Jazz, the Major pushed, None of them are. None of them really know what you can do, do they?
Quietly, I winced, once more, and rolled my eyes at the continued argument between Rose and Emmett. Honestly, they were fuckin' tailor-made for each other, I swear. I heard the sound of the bathroom light being flicked on, and I wondered how I had missed the sound of footsteps comin' up the stairs.
Damn, I must have been losing my touch. The echo of Camilla's scent was jus' enough to push Rose off the edge, and before either of us could even attempt to convince her of otherwise, she rushed down the stairs, ready to give Camilla Hell for something she couldn't control.
Honestly, I felt bad for her, I mean, she looked like a lost, sad puppy while Rose tore the shit out of her, and I felt my heart ache for her, a little. It was times like this that being an empath really sucked, because I could feel nothin' but everyone's pity for her, and Rose's anger towards the situation. It wasn't a good mix.
Camilla glanced around the room, almost lookin' for someone to step in and defend her, and upon seeing no-one do so, her eyes fell to mine, and my expression hardened, immediately. She looked especially shocked at my reaction, or lack thereof, and within seconds, she was walking out of the house.
Without understanding why, I trailed behind her form, although used my vampire speed to lean against her car, before she really had a chance to blink away the tears that had collected in her eyes. Her voice was thick with sadness, and it made my skin crawl, "Don't you have somewhere else to be?"
It was filed with a subdued venom, that pissed me off a little, but instead of letting it show, I simply smirked, portraying a smugness that I didn't feel an ounce of.
I answered, honestly, "Nope, I ain't need to be nowhere. You looked like you was gonna cry, and I thought I might be able to help."
She rolled her molten silver eyes, - are those flecks of emerald? Jesus, she was tryna kill me, wasn't she? - and sighed, brokenly, "There ain't nothin' you can do for me, so you can go inside."
And I'd be lying if I said it ain't hurt when she said it.
Finding that I would truly be no help out here, I trailed back into the house, only to find it submerged in an off-white, almost pink hue, which only ever occurred when there was a substantial amount of love in the air. I jus' prayed that whatever goodness was in here, could reach her outside, otherwise I wouldn't know what to do.
Alright, guys. I've decided to create a system into my stories - I'll upload every other Sunday, so you'll get a chapter every fortnight. It's the best I can do - I'm sorry. The work load is only going to get harder, and I'm hoping to keep you guys filled it along the way! I love you guys, and, each and every one of you - have a wonderful day!