AN: This story has gotten a very good response thank you all for reading, reviewing and putting it on your favorites I am trying to write ahead I am about a chapter ahead at this time. We had a good weekend I hope you did as well on with the show ... STEPHANIE MEYER OWNS TWILIGHT I OWN NOTHING BUT THE PLOT
Bella POV
I don't think that I have ever had so much fun at a party in my entire life. Maybe it was because Jasper escorted me through the whole thing our bodies touching and him smiling down at me while we talked and chatted with everyone. I had a long conversation with Rose, Jasper's sister, and she was very nice and we even have lunch plans during the coming week. I don't have many friends and to be able to talk to her about this life and our style or marriage will be a welcomed relief. I woke up in bed this morning next to the only man I will ever wake up to again and I have to say I am a lucky woman. Jasper is laying next to me on his back his hair he had pulled up before bed last night is falling on his face his entire chest is bare and he has a beautiful tattoo from one peck over his shoulder and onto his back from the looks of it. I had never been one for long hair and tattoos but on Jasper it fit him so well that I didn't even think of it.
" Hmmm like what you see do ya darlin?" His gruff voice breaks me out of my stupor and I see that he is awake and smiling. I have been caught, really caught, I blush deep crimson and he laughs. I throw myself back in a huff at being caught and grab at the pillow to cover my face. "No ma'am no covering that beautiful face if you get to stare at me I get to stare at you." He rolls over and pins my arms to the bed and kisses me, I kiss him back with no thought of anything really. Then reality hits and I retch back "No no I have not brushed my teeth Jasper that is gross." He laughs and rolls out of bed way more gracefully than I could ever attempt.
We sit at the dining table listening to George Strait on the speaker and I am so comfortable here in his space with him. I am not sure what it is about him that makes me calm and happy, I didn't think that this was what I wanted to be with someone attached with no autonomy but I think that there is definitely something to sharing the small things in this like with someone else.
"Well I thought that today we could go look at some houses. The wedding is not to far off and we need to find a place for us to live after the honeymoon and it may take us the next 6 months because I am very picky." Jasper said very matter of factly. "That sounds like a fantastic idea" I beam up at him and lean in and peck his lips grabbing his plate. I look back at Jasper and he is smiling at me "Alright so I am going to shower and we can leave in an hour or so." He gets up and goes to his room with no further words. I pick up from breakfast and let my mind wander to my wants in life. I need a job but that will have to wait until after the wedding because I want a nice long honeymoon with my husband.
In the car a little over an hour later I am relaxed as we drive out of the city to look at houses. Jasper jokes that we will have the biggest house on the block but I don't think that he is joking my father always had to have the best of the best. He always said that perception was reality and if his enemies thought that he was week or broke then everything could quickly go to shit and we couldn't have that. this marriage between Jasper and I was intended to make both our families more powerful and I would do everything in my power to make sure that I was part of making that happen. After several hours and to many house to remember we had one that we liked and put an offer in on it. If we bought it now then Jasper could have the work that was " necessary for us to live there" done. He was a man on a mission let me tell you he had taken photos of everything he wanted changed and had called an architect that was a friend of the family.
On the ride back to Jasper's condo the thought that Christmas was so close struck me like lightning. "What are we going to do for Christmas this year? Celebrate together with each family or go our separate ways?" I asked as it was on my mind. He glanced at me "What would you like to do? If you would like alone time with your family then I would never stop you. But i would rather be together it will be our first holiday and I don't like being away from you it makes me nervous and I know that body guards have kept you safe all of this time but I care for you and that means that in this world you are a fault for me for someone to be able to exploit. I can't have you hurt because I didn't take care of you." He says all of this with such feeling that it takes my breath away. I know that I am falling in love with him which is not a bad thing I know but I can't be that careless person when it comes to relationships or emotion I did that once and it did not turn out well. But Jasper is not him and this is not a juvenile relationship we will be married in 6 months and we will have a life.
"I want to be with you too." I tell Jasper flat out grabbing his hand because his declaration made my heartache I want to be with him and start to make our memories together. " Okay well your father wants you to come home for Christmas in New York, so we can spend Christmas Eve with my parents here and the take an early flight to New York to be with your family because starting next year it will be them coming to visit us in our house." He smiled at me the way I have watched my brothers look at their wives and my papa used to look at my mama I know what that look means.
As I sit in the house that Jasper's parents live in Christmas Eve I can picture our house, with our things mingled together next year for the Holiday's. I can't wait to see my family tomorrow but today has been so great being in Jaspers environment with his family seeing his parents so in love and so caring it makes me so hopeful for my own marriage. My mama and papa loved each other so much and he was crushed and empty when she died and I know that he will never really recover from her loss. Jasper got me a beautiful set of luggage full of my favorite brands of clothes in all the right sizes, which must be why he refused to take me home to pack. I got Jasper a custom made Desert Eagle with the Whitlock Crest carved in the handle and a new leather shoulder holster he seamed shocked and very happy and kissed me senseless. Diane , Jasper's Mother, gave me a beautiful handmade dress in Emerald green which Jasper looked like he was over the moon for maybe because it was his favorite color. We got his parents a trip to their favorite Italian vineyard for the week after New Years.
Our trip to New York was a quick flight in yet another private jet I wore sweats and slept the whole time tucked into Jasper's side of course. I have grown accustomed to sleeping with him he has got to be the best pillow EVER. Christmas in New York is cold and white a lot like Chicago my brother's don;t come home this year and that is okay they both have families of their own now. My papa says that is the way it is supposed to be children are supposed to grow up, marry, and move away. This thought is very sad for me because in reality come this my papa will have no more children who count on him. I hag my papa hard when he says that and he laughs "Oh Els as sad as it makes me I am happy that all my children are happy and taken care of and your mama would be proud."
? POV
That stupid son of a bitch will pay for all of this it is his fault that she is not coming home with me. I will make him pay I have found the perfect way I hope that he has said good bye told her that he loves her because it will be that last time she ever see's him. As I come in through the back with the help of some not so loyal help of how this will make him hurt and she will no longer be able to love him ever again. That was his treat when he approached me when he found me following Bella so this is what he gets. I get to her room and drag the blankets off of her bed and crawl on top of her when she realizes I am here she goes to scream I grab the pillow that I grabbed from the living room and mash it over her face. She struggles and I can feel the life slowly draining from her and slowly she loses her fight. as I walk away from the house I smile I am happy covered in the blood of the woman he loves. Vengeance is beautiful.