Chapter Eight
JasperPOV
I drove up on my Harley at three thirty. Alice would be out soon.
Some students seemed to recognize me and waved slightly. Others, mostly Freshmen, stared openly. I ignored them all.
Something blue caught my attention. I looked. There sat an almost new-looking Nissan Cube not a few stalls away. I couldn't think of any of the Sophomores from last year, who would have driven that to school.
I wondered what was taking them so long. I listened for Edward, Alice, or Bella. I finally caught Bella's voice: "I can get myself a new backpack." I could hear the shuffle of paper, seems like something happened to Bella's bag, probably tripped on something, knowing her.
While Bella and Edward were picking up the mess from Bella's backpack, the parking lot was emptying, until it was just my bike, Edward's Volvo, and the blue Cube. I wondered who that belonged to. Maybe it was Bella's and I didn't know yet. But no, Bella wouldn't be caught in something that draws that much attention.
Just then, I heard mumbling. Not anyone I recognize. Maybe it was the owner of the Cube.
"Stupid volleyball... stupid Lauren...didn't have to spike it so hard...really hurts..." I felt anger from her, and the beginnings of vengeance. Apparently Lauren spiked the volleyball into this girl with more force than necessary and she was planning retaliation.
The girl in question walked around the corner into view. She had shoulder length brown hair and bright ice-blue eyes. She walked toward the blue Cube, fishing her keys from her pocket. She glanced in my direction and stopped. Her eyes widened and her heart rate quickened. I sensed an instinctual sort of fear from her.
The wind changed, then, and two things happened at once. I could hear Alice stop walking up ahead and gasp "No. Dana." And the one thing that blocked all else: the scent coming from this girl. It stopped all thought. Venom pooled in my mouth. I have never wanted to kill anyone as much as this girl. She was the best smelling human I had ever encountered in well over a century. I could almost taste her blood from where I was standing, the fear scent enhancing it impossibly.
I knew I had less than seconds to act. I so wanted to taste this girl's blood, but I knew Edward and Alice would stop me. I had to taste it.
In a fraction of a second, I was next to her, pulling her closer, her pulse quickening in terror. Without further hesitation, I sank my teeth into the tender flesh of her throat. Sweet, delicious blood poured forth, the most exquisite ambrosia ever tasted. But it was short-lived as I found my prey ripped from me. Someone was holding me back, I struggled.
"Jasper, no! You don't want to do this!" That voice. Alice. My mate. Pinning my arms. I stopped struggling.
Now that my head was clearing, I could see what I had done. Edward was standing over my poor victim. I could still hear her heart beating.
Bella came running around the corner now. She spotted the girl on the pavement. "Dana!" she gasped and ran forward.
"Stay back, Bella," Edward warned.
Bella stopped and stared up at me, taking in my appearance, Alice holding me back. Her eyes widened and filled with tears, I lowered mine in shame. I was willing to bet they had turned red now.
"Oh, Jasper," she cried. "Why?"
"I'm sorry," I said uselessly.
"We have to get away from here," said Edward. "Bella, take Dana's car to the house, Alice go with her and take Dana. I'll take Jasper in the Volvo."
"What about the bike?" Bella asked. "How about I take the bike, you take Dana in her car and Alice can take Jasper in the Volvo. I know you can handle being in the car with her, and Alice will be with Jasper."
I knew what she was not saying: I wasn't to be left alone, someone had to watch me. Alice might have a hard time being in an enclosed space with fresh blood, and though she would never admit it, this arrangement meant that she wouldn't be in the car when Dana's screams started, because it was obvious that she had fainted from the shock and by the quickening of her heartbeat, she would wake soon to a fiery torture.
Edward nodded, lifted Dana in his arms, and headed toward the blue Cube.
Bella gave me a wide berth and approached my motorcycle. I had left the key in the ignition and the helmet on the seat. She picked up the helmet, placed it on her head, and fastened it. She mounted the bike and kicked it in gear. Releasing the clutch a little, she tore out of the parking lot toward home, faster than she ever would in her truck.
Edward had paused to make sure Bella was on her way safely before starting Dana's car. It was then, over the engine, that I heard the beginnings of Dana's torture scream out of her.
I crumpled in disgust at what I had inflicted upon this innocent girl, and Alice half carried me to the Volvo as Edward drove away.
A/N: That's all I've got so far. Read and Review. Let me know if you like it!