My Paper Heart

Chapter 18

Being woken up by a man screaming like a child or in a murderous rage was horrifying.

That's exactly how Jasper had woken up every night since he's been home for the past month. I've begged him to see a therapist, talk to someone and he just yells at me and tells me I have no idea what he went through. He's right, I don't and after hearing those screams, I don't think I want to know. I do know that he needs help. I've been talking to Edward, which Jasper would be furious if he knew, they weren't on speaking terms at the moment, I'm again thinking it had something to do with his last mission. Edward said he's been seeking the help of a therapist because he's having the same issues and has urged me to get Jasper to one. Again, I've tried. He thinks it'll all work itself out.

"Jasper, it's been over a month now and you're still having these dreams;" I stressed. Heaven forbid I call them nightmares. I'd only made that mistake once. "It's disturbing everyone's sleep and the kids are scared of you. You're short with them and I can't deal with this much longer."

"So you're giving up on me? After you said you'd be there for me!" he accused.

"NO! I'm not giving up on you, you're giving up on yourself. Get some help! If not, get out." I'd finally said what I'd been dying to say for a couple weeks. "Edward ga…." Jasper stopped me mid-sentence.

"You've been talking to him behind my back? What the fuck Bella? I asked you NOT to talk to him and you deliberately disobeyed me!" he was in my face and scary when he was like this.

"No, I never promised NOT to talk to him. You're the one who said YOU didn't want to talk to him." I snapped. "He's going to Dr. Eleazar, said he's the top in the field."

"I know who he is." He snapped and walked away to the balcony to smoke.

"I don't want you doing that here. The kids will see." I said softly.

"This is MY house, if you don't like it. Leave." He lit up and turned away from me.

I went to shower, crying the entire time. I'd made up my mind, I'd call my parents to see if we could stay with them. Jasper could have his house.

Jasper was gone, nowhere to be found when I got out of the shower. This wasn't unusual, he often left early in the morning and came back late at night. I got the children ready for daycare and preschool, called my parents on the way home and my dad said he'd be right over to help me, Sue was out shopping.

I was in the middle of packing our bags when the front door chimed, signaling my dad was here. I continued on my task until I heard Jasper stomping towards me.

"What the fuck are these?" he pulled me out of the closet and shoved me towards the suitcases.

"You said to leave if I didn't like it, I don't. I'm taking the kids to my parents until you decide to get some help." I tried to stay calm, although I knew that deadly look in his eyes.

I was on the floor before I knew what hit me. Jasper had swept my feet out from under me and was currently straddling me. "You're not going anywhere with my fucking children!" he had a death grip on my upper arms and was slamming me into the floor, looking like he was going to kill me.

"Jasper, stop! You're hurting me." I cried.

"Hurting you? I'll show you pain!" he screamed in my face, climbing off me, I tried to scramble away, but he was deadly fast, grabbed my right leg and rammed his fist into it, causing a snap and me to scream out in pain. "That's nothing." He sneered and I swear it wasn't Jasper at that moment. He started punching me in the face until he was pulled off me. Looking up I saw my dad and he was murderous as he tackled Jasper and handcuffed him and then zip tied his legs. "You think these will keep me down?" he laughed a cold dark laugh. "They didn't work too well last time did they scumbag." He was seething so bad not that he was struggling and spitting as he talked.

My dad was on the phone, I laid on the floor curled up and crying. For the loss of my husband and my pain.

I registered resistance in the background, but Jasper had punched my face so hard and so many times that I couldn't see and I could taste blood.

"Baby girl, we'll get you safe and taken care of." My dad whispered as he picked me up. "We'll try and get Jasper help too." He promised.

I was in the hospital for a week. They'd had to reset my cheekbone due to his forceful blows to my face.

The children were staying between my parent's house and Rose and Emmett.

I was being released today and my dad walked in looking sad.

"Bells, they're asking you to press charges against Jasper." He sighed.

"Dad…" I got choked up and had to stop, it hurts too bad and not just my face.

"Bells I know he needs help. But what he did to you." He shook his head.

"It wasn't him dad. You saw the look in his eyes. That wasn't my Jasper."

"Bells, you can't go around him. He's not in his right state of mind. We showed him the pictures of you and he freaked out, blaming us for doing that to you."

"I'm telling you dad, something bad happened to him last time. Edward agrees. Jasper needs to be forced in care. But I won't press charges." I shook my head. "I still love my husband."

"Then we'll force him into care." My dad stated with finality.

I agreed. I wouldn't let him around the child or myself until he was treated.

AN:

Sorry for the roughness, but you HAD to know Jasper was messed up…

He'll get help… We'll look into that next chapter.

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