A/N A huge thanks to my beta OoJasper'sAngeloO for helping to make this chapter better. Now, I'm putting a warning here that there is sexual abuse of a child, and it is descriptive. I have put a warning where it starts and where it ends if you don't or can't read it. While there is no penetration, she was forced to do things. Just warning you. I did not go into much detail with Jasper's story as we all already have heard it repeated over and over. Catherine's story is detailed.

I do not own Twilight or any of the characters, although Catherine is my own creation.

Jasper's POV

Catherine asked if I would go first. I still wasn't sure about how much to tell her. Peter had said to tell her everything so that's what I'm going to do. I would start out by telling her how I came to be a vampire. She needs to understand what and whom she is friends with.

I told her everything about being in the human civil war, meeting Maria and then what I did for and with her. I left nothing out telling her even the more gruesome parts. I told her about how Maria had taught me well, not only on the battlefield, but in her bed. I hated having to tell her those things, but I wanted her to know how I came to be the monster that I am.

Then I told her about Peter and Char and letting them go. How they came back for me and that I stayed with them for a few years. I wanted what they had been so lucky to find with each other and that was to love and be loved. I told her that they did love me and still do but it wasn't the same.

Next of course was meeting Alice. I felt hope for the first time in my life. Alice told me that she had seen me in her visions and that we were mates and would be so happy together. She also told me that we would meet the Cullens and end up staying with them. She explained their diet and so I started to try it as drinking from humans was too hard on me because of my gift.

She wanted to be with me and I was so happy. Until the first time we were going to have sex. I had her naked and had given her a couple of orgasms. When I had taken my shirt off, she screamed at me to put it back on, then made me leave my pants on as well. She just wanted me to fuck her. That was the time I had just walked away.

She had felt that I was too ugly to look at, but she wanted me to pleasure her. I explained how it made me feel. She kept telling everyone we were mates, but yet had no desire to even try to touch me at all. She tried off and on to seduce me, but it never worked after the third time of reminding me to keep my clothes on. I have never had sex with her, just gave her pleasure.

I stayed with the family because I did feel some compassion coming from Carlisle and Esme. As I got to know Emmett and Rose it made me want to stay even more. They were both real and honest and both cared about me. They still do, nothing has changed, but because of the way Edward and Alice controls Carlisle and Esme they say nothing.

They did try a couple of times, but of course Edward and Alice were able to get them, Carlisle and Esme, on their side. Rose even went so far as to tell them how I'm treated when they are gone. Of course they use their gifts as an excuse, I'm going to slip. Alice sees me going on a killing spree and of course I'm refusing to be with Alice, I'm just being a selfish bastard, according to everyone besides Emmett and Rose. I'm refusing to care for my mate.

I stay because it's the only place I have to go. I have slipped and killed humans, and that's partly why I stay. Because if I leave, there would be nothing to stop me or hold me back from resorting back to killing humans. They had taught me that much."

I was done and asked her if she was ready to leave yet? She did something that surprised me. She put her hand on my chest and told me, "I'm still not leaving here. I can't understand why or how you're family could treat you that way. What about Edward's mate, Bella? Didn't you say that she cared about you? And what about their daughter Nessie?"

I explained that Bella did care about me, but never went against her husband. She just went along with whatever he said. I had already told her about my almost attack of Bella and how Edward forced the family to leave. Nessie seemed to care as well, but was never allowed to be alone with me. I was expected to be alone with Alice, but with Bella or Nessie I was too much of a monster.

Catherine being hard of hearing made it so that I had to look at her while talking to her. I would have kept from looking at her if I could have so I couldn't see her expressions. Never once when I was telling her about my time with Maria did I see any disgust on her face. She was more horrified about the things that Maria forced me to do.

Then she became both horrified and angry while I told her about the family. When she finally spoke up I was shocked by her words once again, "Jasper, can I ask you a question or actually more like a couple? Do they dictate what you are allowed to do? Who chooses your clothes? I'm asking because quite frankly what you are wearing right now, well, it just doesn't seem to fit who you are."

"Alice buys the clothes for everyone in the family, but you are right, I prefer jeans and t-shirts as well as cowboy boots. I actually have some here, but I found out that if I go back to wearing them, they get destroyed quickly. Alice hates what I am comfortable with and of course every one says I should try to make Alice happy. They make sure I feel like an asshole for even wanting to be comfortable. Well, except for Rose and Em."

"How about this. I really need a few human moments as you call them. How about while I'm taking care of those needs you run up and change into what you are comfortable wearing. Later though I do want to see your scars. Once we are both done then we meet up back here and I can tell you more about myself." She said.

I agreed and went at vampire speed to change. I can't believe that she could somehow see that what I had been wearing wasn't what I like. This is part of the bond, knowing without asking what the other likes or doesn't like. I also knew that she cared about me. I finally had someone who cared about my needs, wants, likes and dislikes.

I was starting to think that maybe there is more to me than just being a monster. Then again, that's not being realistic, I am a monster.

Of course I got back to the couch before she did. I ran into the kitchen and made her a couple of turkey sandwiches and got her a soda to drink and still beat her. I knew that she had to be hungry, we had been talking for over two hours now.

When she finally came back a minute later she looked at the food on the coffee table and smiled, "How did you know that I was hungry and wanted a sandwich?"

At that point she looked at me. She took in what I was wearing which was a pair of faded jeans, a t-shirt that had long sleeves and of course my cowboy boots. Suddenly I felt happiness, excitement, joy and then; there it was, just a tiny amount, but it was there, lust.

I told her that math and knowing something about the human need to eat from having Bella and now Nessie around. I told her to eat and then she could tell me about herself. She told me that she was sure that I would be bored, her story wasn't interesting according to her.

Once she was done she started, "Jasper, there are some things that happened to me that I will tell you about that might make you angry, but just let me finish before reacting. Something tells me that you might want to react in anger, but just let me get all of this out. By the way, you'll be the first person that I have told some of this to."

I nodded to let her know that this was her time to talk and that anything she said would be kept safe with me, I had learned how to keep Edward out and Alice from seeing anything, "Well, I was born Catherine Watts in Dallas, Texas about nineteen years ago. When I was three years old I went to a playground that was behind our house. Yeah, I went without my mom's permission.

Something happened that should have never happened, but I felt like I was being punished for going off on my own so I never told my mother. I was also embarrassed even as a three year old. Now mind you most people don't remember things from that age unless they are traumatic and for me it was. To this day I have no clue why it happened.

I had just gone down the slide and there was an older girl waiting for me at the bottom of the slide. As soon as I got to the bottom she came over and started to remove my clothes. I'm not sure how old she was, I just remember her actions. I was saved from who knows what by a parent bringing their child to the playground. I ran home and never told my mother. I was so scared.

I continued to grow and as I did my mom noticed that I was hard of hearing. In the meantime in order to have enough to pay the bills my mom had to go to work as well as my dad. So, at the age of five I had to stay at a daycare center. And then I started school.

My mom took me to a specialist and they ran tests and saw that I had a hearing problem. While in the first grade I had my first surgery. All they did was put a plastic post somewhere in my ear and it would stay there for a month. It was then I started having problems with the kids at school making fun of me.

Then later the doctor wanted to do exploratory surgery to see if he could find out what my problem was. He did it and found scar tissue around the nerves of my ear that work with the vibrations sound cause. He removed it from my left ear and said that he would do the other ear at a later date.

It never happened because my parents were both killed by a vampire. I had been asleep when I heard the screaming. I ran into my parents room to see my dad was already dead and watched as the vampire drained my mom. I would have been next if someone hadn't of heard my parents screaming and called the police.

The vampire ran out when he heard the sirens. I was left alone and scared. I never really found out what the official word was on the cause of death. I was eight years old. So of course they weren't going to tell me anything.

They had taken me to the hospital and decided that I needed to stay until they could get me to tell them the truth and so they sent in the Doctor to talk to me. I think that they thought I had killed my own parents, it was the only reason I was telling the story I was. They had been killed by a vampire.

The Doctor made sure to talk so that no one else could could ever over hear us. I told the doc, as I used to call him, the whole story. After the first time I knew that Doc believed me. I could see it in his pretty golden eyes that are just like yours. I was asked what I wanted to see happen to the nasty vampire that had done this. I wanted them to die.

I started seeing the Doctor every day. I was in the hospital for a couple of months. One day the doc told me that the vampire that had done this was gone. They had been ripped apart and burned. In exchange for this I had to keep quiet about vampires, it was dangerous for me to know and even more for me to tell what I did know.

I was placed in a foster home waiting to find a home for me. Doc came to see me at least once a week. The couple I was staying with had two full grown sons, or one I should say was in high school, but to me he was an adult. There were several other kids in the home as well, all foster kids.

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Then one day the youngest son was left to watch me. I got caught in the bathroom after two of the other girls had played in the water from the sinks and I got blamed for it. Actually I think he was just looking for any excuse to do to me what he was wanting to do.

I was taken into the bedroom and told that I had to be punished for making a mess. He made me take off my clothes and he kept touching me. I don't know what he got out of it, I was eight years old and hadn't started to become a woman yet. Still flat chested and no hair down below. Then the real horror started. He made me kiss his penis and then lick it and suck it like a sucker.

Later he made me lick his rectum and try to stick my tongue in it. I always felt so sick after wards. It got to the point that every time he was left alone, he would take me into the bedroom. Later I found out by accident that he was abusing two of the other older girls.

He never came in front of me, he never entered me and he always left me sore after touching me. After a couple of months the Doc started to suspect something and kept asking me questions. I refused to tell the Doc anything. I had been warned not to say anything or else I would be hurt, I was so scared. So scared that one day while taking a nap there I had to go to the bathroom. But, he wasthere. I ended up peeing in my pants and got in trouble for it. I was actually humiliated in front of everyone in the house.

Then one day shortly after the Doc had left once again trying to get me to tell what was wrong with me, I was taken into the bedroom and he had just removed my clothes when the Doc came crashing into the room and told me to grab my clothes and go and get dressed. I never saw him again, and the place was burned down right after Doc took me back to the hospital.

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I found out when I was much older that Doc had killed him and then burned the place down to cover up how he died. He wasn't drained but they would want to know how his penis could have been ripped off and shoved up his ass.

A couple of weeks later I met Matthew and Brittany Schubert. They were friends of the Doc and I got adopted. They knew all about vampires and that the doc was one. They were human, but because of my knowledge of the vampire world as well as the abuse not just from the guy, but other kids making fun of me for my hearing problem I was home schooled.

When I was fourteen the Doc came and said that they were moving, but I would be looked after by my adopted parents. I haven't seen Doc since, but after Matthew and Brittany were killed I decided that I needed to try find Doc. That's where I was headed when I met you. While I haven't seen Doc, I know that they are in Washington somewhere around a town called Forks. I was going to call when I could to see if I could come and at least visit until I could get on my feet.

Most people don't like me. I'm either being rude, or I'm stupid because I can't hear them. I have never had any friends really because as soon as they find out I have a problem they deem me unworthy of their friendship. My size has also been a problem for me, people like to joke about it and it used to hurt, until I realized that I should be proud of my size. I am now and if I hear a joke about it I always have a comeback.

I graduated from high school when I was sixteen and went to collage to become a counselor. I was able to get scholarships for the most part for the first semester, because of the fact that I did graduate early. Right before my adopted parents were killed my scholarship was used up and I continued to study online.

That's how I lost the house, they had mortgaged the house to get enough money to pay for the studies and books I needed. I had just finished up and actually would have had my degree when the accident happened. I hadn't had any time to look for a place to do my internship and that was the last step before I could get it.

Interestingly enough when I was in collage for that one semester I realized that it was good that I didn't go to regular school. My grade average was a C because I couldn't hear. My grade wasn't high enough for them to give me another scholarship.

I also found out something else, I was always too shy to ask people to repeat what they said. Whenever I would tell someone that I was hard of hearing, but I could read lips they would start to speak extremely loud and slow. I can't read lips that aren't talking normal. If there's a heavy accent, or mustache that hangs over the lips, I can't read them either.

Jasper, I believe that I can help you overcome your low-self esteem, if you'll let me. You are a good and kind person that feels things deeper than most people. I'm so fucking angry at what your family has done to you. Sorry about cussing but I'm truly pissed off.

I have one suggestion that maybe will help both of us. How about every morning after I have breakfast we spend a couple of hours just talking about things, how you're feeling about the family, how they make you feel when they do something, or I can talk about whatever is bothering me. The rest of the day will be spent doing things that make us happy, just for us. Do you want to at least try?"

I knew that I had venom in my eyes. How dare anyone do what was done to her. I was angry and hurt for her, but her suggestion was almost like music to my ears. The only problem is that if I didn't go back at least every few days they would probably come looking for me. There was no way I was going to let them come here and hurt her, even emotionally.

I needed to come up with a plan. One that would allow me to spend my time here with this beautiful girl that thinks I'm special. I also had another problem. It was clear to me as who this "Doc" was that had taken care of her. The places and dates all matched for it to be Carlisle. I was curious as to if I should speak to him and ask him certain questions.

At the same time I just couldn't see him doing what was apparently done to the bastard that had touched her. Then again, she was a small young girl, too young to understand what was going on and too frightened to say no, or tell anyone else. So I'm kind of guessing that maybe he would go that far to protect her and other small girls from being tormented. I would have tortured his ass first.

I was broken out of my thoughts by tiny hands on my shoulders. She asked me if I was alright. She's been treated horribly all of her life and she's asking me if I'm alright? I had one question that I really hoped she would say no to. A question that just thinking about it scared the shit out of me. What would I do if she said yes? Just get it over with Hale, I told myself.

"Catherine, you said you were headed to Forks to try to find the doctor. Do you still want to try to find him? I think I might know where he is if that's the case." I asked her while in my head I was begging her to say no.

"Maybe, but not right now. I want to stay here with you, if you want to that is. Unless its more important for you to go home. If that's the case then I'll go and find the doctor and leave you alone."

I couldn't help myself. I grabbed her up and hugged her and saying,"Thank you, for wanting to stay. Now that's settled, lets go have some fun!"

"Ah. . .Jasper, I'm not really dressed. Maybe we could figure out something to do without needing clothes."

At that point, my mind went straight into the gutter. . .

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