A/N A huge thank you to my beta, twilightaddict71484, she helped to make this chapter better, and to my prereaders Angelnvzl, and sinfulroad69 without them the chapters wouldn't be any good. I love ya girls. Now, we will start to see Jasper being nice. Renee is going to be doing a lot of ass kicking, but not just Jasper's. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
I don't own Twilight or any of the characters.
Bella's POV
I don't know what is going on, but I don't fucking trust Jasper. After all he has done to me, and now suddenly he's bringing me clothes to put on. Then, he brings me a plate of fruit. I managed to push it away. I just can't eat right now.
The pain is getting unbearable, but I refuse to let him know that. I have been getting weaker. I need blood in order to heal, and to regain my strength. I highly doubt that he would give me any, so why bother asking? So, all I can do for now is just lay here, and keep my shield up.
Jasper's POV
It was Carlisle who spoke up, "Son, I know that you were told differently, but what Renee says it true. She is Isabella's mother. I won't go into details until the girl is down here. I understand that you have taken her some clothes, and then some fruit which she didn't touch. Maybe, Renee, you should go up and let her know that you are here. I'm sure she'll probably feel more comfortable with you here and will come down."
I could feel so many emotions coming from him, the strongest, was guilt, and remorse. Renee then spoke up but directed what she was saying right at me. I was shocked at first until she explained, "Jasper, may I call you Jasper? I don't know everything that you have done to my daughter, and until she is down here, I'm not sure I want to know. But, whatever you have done, or haven't done; its you who has messed up with her, so you should be the one to fix it. I doubt that she trusts you, so you need to start right now trying to earn her trust. I know that you are a good man, with a good heart, that has just fucked up big time. You need to take care of her. Now you go up there, get her to get dressed. Tell her you have a surprise for her that will make her happy, but do not tell her I'm here. Now go on young man before I beat your ass!"
Something told me that I had better just do what she told me to do. She had turned her attention to Carlisle, and asked if he had any blood on hand. I knew he did, he always kept some bagged blood on hand in case of emergencies. With that they both turned and walked away, leaving the rest of us in shock.
Bella's POV
I knew that my shield wouldn't hold much longer. While it would still protect me from others mental gifts, it might not keep my emotions from Jasper. He couldn't find out the truth, not from me anyway. As long as I could just lay here, and not move much, I might be able to keep it up a little while longer. The pain is getting worse, and soon I wouldn't be able to keep it from leaking out.
Maybe I'll die and then Jasper and his family won't have to worry about me. The only problem is that it would have indirectly been Jasper's fault, and Aro might have mom killed, or maybe even Jasper's family. While I haven't been on the receiving end of their compassion, I would still hate to think that my death would results in his family's destruction. Maybe if I just fucking give it up and tell him I need blood, then I can start healing.
The door opened up and it fucking hurt to move but I did manage to sit up. I kept my body curled up so that number one, he couldn't see anything, and number two, he couldn't see the injury. He came over to the bed where he had laid the clothes he had brought, picked them up and then came over and squatted in front of me holding out the clothes.
I turned my head away from him, and I expected him to get angry. Instead he spoke up softly, "Please, take the clothes and put them on. I'll turn around while you get dressed."
"Why? So you can have fun ripping them off of me?" I whispered.
I was weak from lack of food, blood, and my injury, so even saying that much took a lot out of me. I still wouldn't look at him. He finally took his fingers and was about to touch my chin I'm guessing, but I was scared and I flinched.
He pulled away and then spoke again, "I'm sorry. I really need to talk to you but I would prefer that we talk on equal footing so to speak, so can you please get dressed?"
I just shook my head no. What he did next shocked me. He tossed the clothes back on the bed and then before I could even understand what he was doing he said, "Fine, we'll do it your way then."
I was frightened that I had made him angry, but it wasn't even a matter of just not doing what he had asked. I couldn't, I was too weak, and in too much pain. I knew he was doing something, and decided to risk looking to see what it was. What I saw made me gasp, and then blush.
He was standing in front of me butt ass naked. As soon as I saw that I knew this was it. He was going to take me, and there was no one to stop him this time. I started crying, but I wouldn't fight him either. I could feel calming waves flowing over me, I guess he was going to make sure I wouldn't fight him.
He sat down right in front of me and asked me to please calm down, he wasn't going to touch me. He just wanted to talk to me for a few minutes, but since I refused to get dressed, he made sure he was just as naked as I am. He explained that something had happened, and while we still had to go through with the arrangement, things were going to change.
He told me that he had a surprise for me but I needed to get dressed and go downstairs to see it. His voice while deep, was soft, and I actually started to feel more calm. It wasn't his gift either, there was something comforting in the sound of his voice, since he wasn't angry, or yelling.
While my shield was up, he couldn't manipulate my emotions. He kept talking, and telling me that he was sorry for everything and that I would be happy once I got downstairs. After a couple of minutes, he finally stopped, and asked me, "Please, Isabella, please get dressed, and you can eat something when we get downstairs."
He went quiet then, waiting for my answer. It was getting harder by the minute, and his naked body wasn't helping any. He was the first and only man I had even seen naked in real life that is. He was beautiful. But I was too weak to fully enjoy him.
Finally, I decided to tell him that I couldn't and why, "I know you think I'm refusing but its not that I don't want to, it's the fact that I can't. I'm too weak, and in too much pain."
"Pain? Why are you in pain? I don't see any injuries. Please tell me." he was pleading.
I decided that maybe if I showed him he would bring me blood. So, I carefully pulled my left hand out. It was severely swollen, and was black with bruises. He sucked in a breathe, and just stared at my hand.
"How. . .How did that happen?" he whispered. Yet, I looked into his eyes and I knew that he knew exactly how it happened.
"This is why I'm not eating, or getting dressed. It hurts too much to move, and now, well, now I'm too weak to do much of anything except sit here in pain. I need blood, its the only way I can heal and regain my strength."
He nodded and then asked me, "If I get dressed, can I help you get dressed? Then I'll carry you downstairs so you can see your surprise, and Carlisle can get you some blood. He keeps some on hand just in case."
I was really confused now. Why in the fuck is he suddenly being nice? I'm willing to bet that he found out the truth, and now he's sorry for what he did to me. Its a little too late for that, how in the fuck am I supposed to trust someone, or the whole family for that matter, that was willing to treat me based on some hearsay they were told? Shit that they believed to be the truth, and they never even thought to ask me, they just assumed.
I was told by Aro that if the Cullens asked me directly if what they had been told was the truth, then I could tell them. You see, the experiment was to see if they would believe the lies, and then treat me accordingly. They never even questioned what they had been told. They never asked me.
Jasper got up and dressed quickly. Then he picked up the clothes and came slowly over to me. The clothes I knew were too big for me, but at least they would cover me. The underwear would fit enough for me to at least have them on, but the bra was a little too big at least around.
He came over to me, slowly, and went around to my back. He then had me hold my hands so that he could slip the bra on, once it was where it was supposed to be, he hooked it for me. Then he came around with the shirt. It was a t-shirt that looked like it belonged to Alice maybe. He kept his eyes locked on mine, and when he had to put the injured hand in the sleeve he did so with very gentle touches. He went slow so he wouldn't cause any more pain.
Once that was on, he had me stretch out my legs and again, being careful to not look anywhere but my face pushed the underwear up and on. He did the same with the jeans, making sure to roll the pants legs up. I was shocked at how gentle he was treating me, and if I wasn't so fucking weak I would have blown up in anger.
For three fucking weeks he treats me like shit on the bottom of his shoe. He locks me away, does things to torture me, almost rapes me, and hurts me badly in the process, and now that he knows the truth, now he wants to treat me good? I don't fucking think so! I bet his family will be the same way!
When I'm better and stronger, I'm going to fucking let him have it! He wants this to work, well, he's gonna have to fucking earn it before I even want to be around him. The only problem is that right now his touches are gentle, and feels so fucking good that I don't want him to stop.
He was looking at my hand, and when he looked up at me I was shocked. There was venom in his eyes and if he was human he would have been crying. The pain in his eyes made me inhale sharply. I hissed when he moved my hand to look at the other side.
What bothered me the most was seeing the pain in his eyes. It shouldn't have, he was an asshole who for the last three weeks didn't care if I was in pain, or not. I think he actually preferred that I was in pain, he wanted me to hurt. I always hated when someone else was hurting because of something I had done, and yet, there was something within me that was glad he was in pain. Great, now, I'm no better than him.
Finally, he asked me if it would be alright if Carlisle looked at it. I quickly, explained that I already knew my wrist was crushed. I also knew that the only thing Carlisle could do was operate, and even then the damage was too bad for even him to fix. I told him that I all needed was blood. It would not only help me to regain my strength, but it would heal my wrist.
He picked me up and laid me on the bed. Then told me he would go and bring me blood. Of course he wanted to know if human, donated blood was alright, or did I want animal blood. I told him that it didn't matter as long as it was warm. He suggested that I wait until I was stronger before going downstairs. His voice was soothing, and helped me to relax even through the pain.
It only took him a couple of minutes for him to get back. I was confused as to how he got it so quickly. He had three thermos that were filled with warm blood. When I went to take one of them, he took the top off and held it to my lips so that I could drink. Something was definitely wrong, or maybe right.
Once I had drank two of them, I told him I had had enough for now. He sat next to me on the bed and took my injured hand, holding it between his own hands which were much larger than mine. The cold of his skin felt good, and actually helped to ease some of the pain.
It only took a few minutes for my hand to start the healing process. My strength came back, and as my wrist healed, my strength increased. It did take longer for the wrist to be completely healed, than normal, but then it had been that way for a couple of days.
He didn't say anything while waiting, he just kept staring at me. I was having a hard time looking back at him because when I looked in his eyes, there was so much fucking pain. I didn't want to see it, because I didn't want to feel sorry for his ass, especially after the way he treated me.
Once I was more or less back to normal, he asked if I was ready to see the surprise. I wasn't back to normal completely as I needed to eat some human food. I did ask him if I could possibly eat, and he told me that Esme was already fixing something for me. This only made me even more confused because of the fact that the whole family had left me to Jasper for him to take care of my needs.
He led me down the stairs, and right before we got to the bottom he told me to close my eyes. Now, I was beginning to become scared. I felt like a lamb being led to the slaughter. Maybe I was, and this was the end for me. I could only hope that my mom would be alright.
He told me to open my eyes. When I did, I looked and there stood my mom. I screamed out, "MOM!"
Then I ran right into her arms which were held out for me. I was crying because I think everything was finally catching up to me, and in relief. Now, I could go with her, and I wouldn't have to worry about touching his fucking ass, or him touching mine. I was free, or was I?
After a couple of minutes I pulled back to look at her face. She asked me how I was doing while looking at my wrist. I guess Jasper told her what had happened. I was surprised he was still fucking standing. I started to pull mom's arm in the direction of the door, when she realized what I was doing she stopped me saying, "Baby, no. We need to talk."
It was then that I noticed two red eyed vampires standing next to Jasper. Mom then introduced me to Peter and Char. I gave them both hugs, and they told me that they probably knew me almost as well as mom did, since all she ever did was talk about me.
They were both warm, and seemed to have no problems with me. Of course they hadn't been lied to either, about me. I was allowed to talk to them for a few minutes before mom told me that we were about to start a meeting. I just stared at her before shaking my head no. I just wanted to get the fuck out of here, and as far away from the asshole as I could.
Mom then explained that the meeting was necessary. The truth was going to be told, all of it. Everyone was going to have a chance to speak, and the Cullens were going to be told everything, including about our gifts. Jasper hadn't really been told about my gift, or anything that was the truth about me. Mom said that they all deserved to know everything, and we deserved to hear from them.
The only thing I really wanted to hear was the sizzle of the fire as it burned Jasper's fucking ass. It was then that I realized that I was different. I would have never wanted to hurt anyone, or even see anyone hurting, until now that is.
Carlisle then cleared his throat to get everyone's attention. Once everyone was looking at him he started off by saying, "I know there is a lot of confusion, questions, and a load of negative emotions here right now. I'm sincerely hoping that everything can be cleared up, and at least an idea of how to proceed by the time we are done here. Renee has asked if she could speak, and lead this conversation. I'm asking that everyone here to give her the chance to say what she needs to say, without getting angry. Once she is done, Bella, I hope that you will give me the chance to speak to you as well?"
Mom then told everyone that she was waiting for two more vampires to arrive. I have a feeling I know who she's talking about. I was holding on to mom like she was a lifeline for me. And she was, she was here, and was going to take me out of here. I already knew that what Carlisle wanted to say was how so fucking sorry he is for their treatment of me. All I have to say about that is, "So fucking what!?"
A couple minutes later the other two arrived. I was right about one, but was kind of surprised to see the other one. Felix walked in and I ran into his arms and hugged him. He lifted me up and swung me around. When he put me down, he kissed me on the cheek and then said, "I'm so fucking sorry little one, for not only what you are being forced to do, but what the Volturi did to you by lying. Even though, I must say, that I'm disappointed that this family would treat you the way they have."
Once he had finished with me he went to mom and gave her a passionate kiss right in front of everyone. They have been seeing each other for a couple of years. The brothers knew and seemed to encourage it. I liked Felix, he has always been kind, and gentle with not only my mom, but with me as well. He's also my protector. He has saved me from other vampires, not trying to drain me, but wanting to fuck me.
I still have no idea of how many experiments the Volturi wanted to use me for, but Felix always managed to talk them out of it. He's even lied a time or two, to get me out of something. He has always had a soft spot for mom and I but had to always hide it in some ways.
The other vampire was Demetri. I was confused at first, until I realized that he was probably made to come to help Felix if there was a fight for any reason. Even though the only fight I could even think of was either mom trying to hurt Jasper, or me hurting the asshole.
Mom brought me out of my daydreams to say,"Bella, you need to go and stand next to your husband."
"NO!" was my brilliant answer.
"Either you go willingly and stand next to him with your head held high, or I will have Felix take you over there and tie you to him!" she was getting angry.
I was shocked, but Jasper started to speak up, and mom yelled, "Don't you even fucking say a word. You hurt my daughter, and if it wasn't absolutely necessary for you to make a baby with her, I would have already toasted your fucking ass! I don't really give a fucking, flying rats ass about anything you might have to say to me, but you WILL treat my daughter with the respect she deserves."
Then she wheeled around to me, "And you, young lady will go over and stand next to your husband, with your head held high. Stupid or not, he is still your husband and you will treat him with respect. Remember, he was lied to and it was your fault that he couldn't feel the deceit. You are my daughter and you will do as I have told you to, NOW!"
My only thought was,"Who are you? And what in the fuck have you done with my mother?"
A/N Please let me know your thoughts. Thanks to all who have added this story to their favorites, and alerts. In the next chapter Renee will continue to hand Jasper, and the Cullen's their asses. There is a reason for Renee's anger towards Bella, and as the story goes on you'll begin to understand why she needs to be so rough with Bella.