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Destiny Awaits	By : Lollydolly Category: Twilight Series > Het > Bella/Jasper Views: 19536 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter Eleven
I went home only to grab a quick shower before I ran to Bella's house. The hunting trip had been fun, but I was glad to be back.
I eased Bella’s window open, not wanting to wake her, it was only just past dawn. Her scent was strong in the room, but it didn’t cover up the fact that Jasper had been there. I fought down my jealousy and moved stealthily towards the bed.
I slipped in beside Bella only to be assaulted by the strength of Jasper’s scent intensifying. Why had he been in her bed? If I found out he’d snuck in here I’d kill him. God, it was worse than stalking, something would have to be done about it.
I couldn’t really understand why Bella wanted to spend any time with him, and I knew for a fact that she wouldn’t invite him into her bed. She wasn’t that kind of girl.
Did she even know that he’d been here? Had he come while she was out of the house, or had she been sleeping? I would have to speak to Carlisle about keeping him in the house as much as possible.
I wrapped my arms gently around her and pushed all thoughts of Jasper from my mind. I needed to do something to strengthen our relationship, lately she had been spending less and less time with me, and I didn’t like it. I knew she didn’t like me protecting her, but there was nothing I could do about that, I wasn’t about to let her get hurt.
I’d had plans to take her somewhere last weekend, but Jasper and Esme had claimed her attention, and I hadn’t had a chance to ask her. Maybe we could go somewhere today. We could go to our meadow, it was her favourite place, and there was no way she would turn that down.
She made a noise that might of been a giggle as she rolled over, pressing herself closer to me. I loved the feel of her body against mine, and though I wished we could show our love for each other more physically, I knew that it could never happen. It would be far too easy to lose control.
I treasured moments like this, when I was able to be close to her without having to worry about her reaction to it. She often made things much harder by trying to get more than I was able to give.
She laughed again and snuggled closer. Her breathing sped up and her heart rate increased, and I knew she would wake up soon. I released my hold on her and moved back so that we were no longer touching. I didn’t want to start the day by having to push her away from me. It would get us off to a bad start.
I wasn’t sure she was fully awake yet when she reached one arm out behind her and felt around for something. I took her hand gently in mine and brought it to my lips for a chaste kiss.
“You stayed?” She asked sleepily. What did that mean, had she been dreaming about me? “Jasper?”
I flung myself out of the bed and across the room, disgusted. “Jasper?” I growled at her, watching the surprise flicker in her eyes as she saw who was in her room. She shouldn’t have been dreaming about my brother. She should only be dreaming about me.
“Were you dreaming about him?” I was careful to keep my voice even and my face impassive.
“What? No, he was here.” She still looked half asleep as she looked around the room as if expecting him to be hiding behind something.
“When was he here?” She looked up at me again, and this time she seemed to notice that I wasn’t happy.
“He came over last night, when Esme went out to hunt. I fell asleep, so I guess he left.” She sounded annoyed, that was a good sign, she must be finally getting tired of his company. Time to make sure she knew exactly what he had been doing.
“What was he doing in your bed? His scent’s all over it. And you.” Her reaction was not the one I had foreseen. She blushed and looked away from me again.
“Um... I asked him to stay?”
“You asked him to sleep with you?” I watched her blush deepen and her eyes widen. Typical Bella, getting the wrong idea. Well I wouldn’t be the one to tell her that wasn’t what I meant.
“What? No, it wasn’t like that. I don’t like him like that!” She scrambled out of bed and over to me, pressing a quick kiss to my lips. “I love you, I wouldn’t do that.”
“If you had you’d be dead.” I said flatly. “I’m not the only one with control issues.”
She looked up at me startled, and I saw that she had a faint red mark along her chin and another on the side of her neck. “Edward I swear you don’t have to worry about that. I’m all yours.”
“What happened?” I asked stroking my finger along the marks.
She gaped at me and put her hand to her throat. “I...don’t know. I must have done it in my sleep.”
That wasn’t exactly plausible, the marks didn’t look that fresh. Something had happened while I’d been away, and she wasn’t going to tell me. I would be listening more carefully to everyone’s thoughts until I found out what it was she didn’t want me to know.
This was not the homecoming I’d expected. She was usually so pleased to see me. I needed to get her all to myself. “Can Charlie spare you?”
Her eyes lit up immediately. “He’ll be fishing all day. Are we going to your house?” Why did she want to go to my house? Hadn’t she only been there yesterday?
“Wouldn’t you rather we had some time to ourselves? We could go to the meadow. I thought you’d be getting sick of my house by now. There’s nothing special about it.”
“I love your house. Honestly, we don’t have to do anything special.” This wasn’t really going quite the way I’d planned. It wasn’t fair.
“Don’t you want to spend some time alone?” I smiled the smile I knew she liked best. The corners of her lips turned up.
“We’re alone now.” She whispered inching closer. Her scent was intoxicating and painful as always. I lifted a hand to carefully cup her cheek and kissed the corner of her mouth. As I knew she would, she closed her eyes and turned into the kiss, meeting my lips with her.
The longer we kissed the stronger the desire for her blood grew, and I had to pull away much sooner than I wanted to.
Bella gave me a tight smile and turned away from me to find some clothes. Obviously, I wasn’t going to be able to change her mind about going to my house, but I could at least postpone it.
“Can I take you out for breakfast?” She really couldn’t say no to that, and I could drag it out for as long as I wanted to.
The smile on her face now was genuine, and I knew I’d got it right this time. “I’d like that. Just let me get dressed and we can go. Has Charlie already left?”
I told her that he had and sat down on her bed to plan out the day. If I took her to Port Angeles it would take longer, plus I could take her around a few shops, maybe even have lunch there too. I just wouldn’t tell her where we were going at first so she wouldn’t have chance to protest.
She came out of the bathroom dressed and ready to go, I was pleased to see that she had left her hair down, the way I liked it.
“What would you like for breakfast?” I asked as we settled into her truck.
She looked a little distantly out of the window and smiled slowly. “Surprise me.”
I really wished I could hear her thoughts at times like this. There was clearly a reason behind that statement and I hated not knowing what it was, but I got the feeling she wouldn’t tell me if I asked.
Thankfully, she’d let me drive without too much begging on my part, and she didn’t notice that we were heading away from Forks until we were almost in Port Angeles. She must have been very distracted by something. Then again, she was always a little distracted in my presence.
Bella jolted forward in her seat and stared out of the window. “Where are we going?”
“I thought I’d take you into Port Angeles for a change. Then we could go and look around the new book store.”
She smiled and sank back to gaze out of the window again. “I didn’t know there was a new store. I’d have been by now if I had. I’m getting a bit sick of Wuthering Heights.”
“I never thought I’d hear you say that. I thought it was your favourite.”
“It is, but I feel like a change.” She shrugged.
I parked up outside a smoothie bar I’d noticed about a month ago. Bella looked a bit disappointed, but she’d asked for a surprise and she’d got one, so I wasn’t too bothered.
We took a small table near the window and I flicked through the menu, finding the heath boosting juices and handing it to Bella. She wrinkled her nose up at them and turned the page without even really looking.
She seemed less than enthusiastic. I watched her face carefully. Not being able to hear her thoughts was always hard, but she gave away little signs all the time. Her eyes were so expressive that I often forgot I couldn’t hear her thoughts.
After a minute or two her eyes widened just a fraction, and a slow smile turned up the corners of her mouth. Obviously I hadn’t chosen the wrong place to eat, she’d finally found something she liked the look of.
“What are you having then? I’ll go and order.”
She licked her lips and smiled up at me. “Frozen strawberry yoghurt.”
I take her to the healthiest place in a fifty mile radius, and she picks what's basically ice-cream. For breakfast. Honestly, trying to keep Bella healthy was almost as hard as trying to keep her safe.
At the counter I noticed some little shot pots of wheatgrass and added one to my order. Maybe I could get her to eat at least one beneficial thing.
I set down my purchases in front of her. She looked at the shot and grimaced. “What's that? It looks like pond scum!”
“It’s good for you.” I told her, and pushed it closer to her.
She picked up the little pot and shuddered before dropping it into her purse. “Emmett can have it.” She laughed, tucking into her chosen breakfast.
“Emmett’s an idiot.” I scowled.
“Cheer up. You know you’ll laugh at him later when he chokes on it.”
I made an effort to smile and watched her eat. She looked a little distant, like she was remembering something. When she got to her last spoonful her gaze flicked up to my face for half a second and she blushed.
“What?” It was so irritating to have to ask.
Her cheeks reddened even further, but she just shook her head at me, and finished eating.
“Bella tell me. What are you thinking?”
“Honestly, it’s nothing.” The smile she gave me didn’t quite reach her eyes, but I let it go, knowing I’d get no more out of her. “Shall we go then?”
“Of course.” I stood and held out my hand to help her up.
The book store was ten minutes away at Bella’s usual pace, but I made the walk last twice as long by entertaining her with the thoughts of the people that walked by us.
We separated inside the store, but I listened to her heartbeat at all times to make sure she was ok. Bella came back to me much more quickly than I had anticipated, holding three books.
“What have you got?” I wasn’t sure how she’d found one decent book, let alone three. The selection was nowhere near as varied as I’d hoped.
She held up one of the books which didn’t look very promising to me. “This looks interesting, but I don’t think you’d like it. The others are for Emmett and Jasper.”
“There’s no need to waste your money on them.”
“It’s not a waste. I’d like to get them. Look.” She showed me the first, a large thick book on art during the Civil War.
“He’s probably got that already.” I told her, booth hoping to get her to put it back, and to avoid her being upset if it was true.
“He hasn’t got it. I’ve had a good look around his study, and I haven’t seen any books similar to this.” She said somewhat defiantly.
“Emmett doesn’t read.” I tried.
“He’ll read this. It’s called ‘How To Get Back On Her Good Side’. Rosalie still hasn’t told him where that engine is.” She giggled. Even I had to admit that the book was a good idea. He fell out with Rosalie more often than he hunted.
“Fine. Just don’t let Rose see you give it to him. I doubt she’d be pleased. She likes to make him figure things out on his own.”
She practically skipped her way over to the counter and out of the shop. “Where to now?”
“Home? I want to give them their presents.” Hearing her call my house ‘home’ was both warming and worrying.
“Bella, what is it about our house that makes you like it so much?” I really struggled to understand what was so special about it.
“I like it because you’re there.” She smiled.
“I’m here now. We could go anywhere, and I’d be there.” Did she think that I wanted to go home, so that meant she had to go there to be with me?
Bella giggled. “Not just you. All of you, the whole family.” She said patiently.
I helped her up into the truck and ran round to get behind the wheel. “But what is it that you find so enthralling about my family?”
She looked at me like I was particularly stupid. “Do you like your family Edward?”
I nodded, wondering where she was going with this.
“Then why is it so difficult for you to see why I like them? They’ve become my second family and I love them.”
“I see.” I didn’t really. She was supposed to fear our kind like a normal human. I thought that she was just drawn to me. If I was honest with myself that made me just a little bit jealous. She clearly had no normal instincts at all, it wasn’t just something she felt for me.
She pulled out her new book and didn’t so much as glance at me for the whole drive home. How was I supposed to fix this? She hated presents and grand gestures. She didn’t particularly want to spend any time with me away from the family, and it hurt.
I wished Alice had stayed, she’d know exactly what to do. I sighed loudly and sneaked a look out of the corner of my eye at Bella. She didn’t notice. Not so long ago she would have asked me what was wrong. Maybe it didn’t mean anything, maybe it was just a good book. Right.
I parked the truck out by the garages and ran round to Bella's door. She shocked me out of my miserable thoughts by pressing a quick, smiling kiss to my lips. “Thank you for taking me to breakfast.”
“You’re welcome.” I smiled back, putting an arm around her waist and leading her into the house. I was probably just overreacting, she had enjoyed herself and she hadn’t been deliberately ignoring me.
Before we went in I searched the thoughts in the house, finding only Emmett, Esme and Carlisle inside. That made things easier.
Esme pulled the door open just as we reached it. “Bella!” She exclaimed with pleased surprise.
“Hello Esme. You just can’t get rid of me can you?” She stepped straight into Esme’s waiting arms. When had they got so close? How had I missed that?
“I wouldn’t want to. Have you eaten? I’ve made cookies, but I don’t know if they’re alright.” Esme clucked herding her off to the kitchen. Ok, so I wouldn’t be getting to spend any time with Bella for a while.
“Wait a second, I have a few presents for Emmett first.” Bella said, I could hear her already trying to fight a laugh. I settled myself on the sofa, prepared to enjoy myself at my brother’s expense.
“Presents?” Emmett shouted, flinging aside the magazine he’d been pretending to read.
Bella laughed at him and came to sit next to me. “Yes, presents. Two presents, but you only get the second if you swallow the first.”
Emmett’s face screwed up. “Swallow it?” He said cautiously. His mind ran through several disturbing scenarios before Bella took pity on him and handed him the little shot.
“Oh.” He actually looked disappointed, I think he’d hoped for something more creative. “What is it?”
“Wheatgrass. Edward says it’s good for you. Or good for me at least. I thought you might like to try it.” She was almost bouncing in anticipation.
Emmet peeled back the foil lid and took a tentative sniff. “It smells pretty bad, but then again that ice-cream smelled nice and it tasted like shit.” He tipped back the thick green liquid and swallowed. “It tastes kinda like squirrel. Really old squirrel.”
“Squirrel? Edward, you tried to make me drink squirrel juice!” Bella said angrily, but she had huge smile on her face. She handed over Emmett’s real present. “Use it.”
He stared at the cover of the book for a moment then broke out into a huge booming laugh. “Only you would think of this Bells.” He ruffled her hair up, making her scowl and slap at him. I nearly tore him in half, with all his strength he could have snapped her neck.
“Now, where are those cookies? Don’t worry Emmett, we’ll save one for you.” Emmett wasn’t listening, he was already flipping through the book, no doubt trying to find a nonexistent chapter on what to do when your wife has stolen your engine.
I went to look for Carlisle, still listening to Bella and Esme in the kitchen. I found him in his study as usual.
“Can I come in?”
Of course.
“Where’s Jasper?” I asked walking into the room and closing the door. I hoped he was far, far away and wouldn’t be coming back soon.
“He’s upstairs somewhere.” Carlisle answered pushing some paperwork into a file and turning to face me.
I hadn’t heard him. I listened carefully now, nothing. “He isn’t, he’s not near the house at all, and he’s out of range.”
“Well he can’t have gone far, he only went up just before you got here.” Carlisle told me. “Did you want him for something?”
“I think he’s getting too close to Bella. He was there last night at least until she fell asleep, and his sent was all over her bed this morning.”
“Have you spoken to Bella about it?” He didn’t seem as troubled by this as I’d hoped.
“Yes, that's part of the problem, she doesn’t seem to think there’s anything wrong with him latching on to her every chance he gets.” I scowled.
She promised. “She’s helping him, and I don’t think we should interfere with that.”
“What promise?”
He doesn’t know? “Alice asked her to look after Jasper. She said Alice told her there was a vision about Bella helping him get back to normal.”
No I didn’t know. Bella never mentioned it. “I could kill Alice. She had no right to do that. We all know how slippery Jaspers hold on control is.” I couldn’t remember the last time I had been this angry, or this relieved. Bella was only spending so much time with Jasper because Alice had asked her to.
“Edward, you’ve seen Jasper with Bella. His control around her is better than most. Think of what happened in the garden last week. Esme couldn’t move for the smell of her blood, and Jasper dressed the cut. I think you have to try to understand that Bella is as safe with him as she is with you.” Carlisle's voice was kind but it annoyed me.
I turned to leave, as I opened the door a voice drifted down from upstairs. “...You shouldn’t have, thank you.” I hadn’t heard Jasper come back, but he was upstairs now talking to Bella. I listened for his thoughts again, and again came up with nothing.
“Carlisle, Jasper is upstairs.” I said urgently.
“OK. What's the problem?” How could he not understand the problem?
“I can’t hear him. He’s blocking me completely.”
“Edward, calm down, we all block you sometimes.” Carlisle smiled.
“No, that's not what I mean, he’s not singing, or listing battles, or anything like that. His mind is a complete blank. How can that be?” Had Jasper found a way around my power? If so, what was he trying to hide? Or was my gift failing?
“Nothing at all?” Strange, that's never happened before. Except with Bella.
“Absolutely nothing.” I opened the door again so I could hear what was going on upstairs. They were just looking at the art book.
Carlisle went to the bottom of the stairs and called up to them. “Jasper? Could I see you for a minute?”
“I’ll be right back.” I heard him tell Bella, before he came bounding down the stairs. He looked happier than I had seen him in years.
Carlisle ushered him into the study and closed the door. He didn’t really know what to do from there.
“What are you thinking?” I asked him, straight to the point.
He looked a bit bewildered. “Don’t you know?”
“No. I can’t hear you. What are you doing?”
“Edward, I’m not doing anything. Are you sure you can’t hear me?”
“Of course I’m sure, think of a number.” He closed his eyes and was evidently thinking of something. Even a humans mind is never quiet, a vampires mind is constantly full of many thoughts at once. I could only hear those closest to the surface. But now there was nothing on the surface. I struggled to latch onto his mind, but it was completely empty, I couldn’t even get a flicker.
“Well?” Carlisle asked.
“Nothing.”
“What's going on? Why can’t you hear me?” I couldn’t be sure, but I thought he looked cautiously pleased.
“How should I know? You’re the one doing it, this has nothing to do with me.” I told him. “Why do you feel the need to hide your thoughts? What are you thinking?”
“I’m not doing anything different. And right now all I’m thinking is how nice it is to have my thoughts be totally my own. It makes a nice change not to have you poking around where you don’t belong.”
I growled my frustration.
Can you hear me? Carlisle thought. I’d been listening to his thoughts since I’d walked into the house.
“Yes.”
“What about the others?”
I hope Edward keeps bringing Bella here. I wonder where Rosalie is, she’s been gone longer... Esme
Dude, how are you supposed to do that if she won’t even let you in the bedroom...? Emmett
Bella was a silent as usual, and now so was Jasper. I could already hear Carlisle drawing parallels.
“I can hear Esme and Emmett.” I confirmed. Jasper smile was wide and gloating.
“Well, it’s not really a problem, is it?” Carlisle asked after a few seconds of tense silence. “We don’t even know if it will last.”
Not a problem? I needed to know what he was thinking, or how would I be able to keep Bella safe around him? I hoped it didn’t last long. I couldn’t wait to tell him I could hear him again, and wipe that stupid smirk off his face.
“Can I go then? Can’t keep Bella waiting.”
Carlisle waved him off with a smile.
“We have to fix this.” I told him once we were alone again.
“Why? Having you able to read our every thought isn’t really a good thing for us. If Jasper gets out of it, good for him.” Not that your gift doesn’t come in useful. He added internally.
“What if he slips? We won’t know that he can’t control himself until it’s too late.” I had to bring Carlisle around to my way of thinking.
“He’s been doing very well Edward, can’t you see that? I know you’re worried about Bella, but she really is safe with him. I wouldn’t let anything happen to her, Esme would have my head if I did.” He chuckled.
I left the study, I obviously wasn’t going to get any help from Carlisle. Sitting near the stairs I could listen to the conversation upstairs with ease.
“That's good isn’t it? I’d hate it if he could tell what I was thinking all the time. I don’t know how you all cope with having no privacy all the time.” Bella said, I could hear the smile in her voice. It didn’t worry me that she didn’t want me to be able to hear her thoughts, I wouldn’t like anyone to be able to hear mine.
“It’s good, but I’ll still have to be careful. We don’t know what's causing it, he could suddenly start hearing me at any time.” Jasper said.
He’d have to be careful? So he was hiding something from me, even if it wasn’t his fault I couldn’t hear him. More worryingly, whatever he was hiding, Bella seemed like she knew about it.
“Can he still hear Esme?” There was a trace of unease in her words. So Esme knew as well.
“Yes, he can hear everyone but us.”
I sought out Esme’s thoughts again. She was thinking about her first honeymoon with Carlisle so I quickly tuned out. There was nothing unusual about her thoughts, she often thought about that, it was one of her happiest memories.
Perhaps Esme knew something, but didn’t know that it was relevant.
“What time did you leave last night?” Bella asked him. This would be interesting.
“I think it was about six.” He said nervously. “I heard Edward coming, and I didn’t think you’d want him to find me with you.”
“He knew anyway, he said he could smell you.” Bella laughed. Was there more to their relationship than I had thought? Jasper had spent the whole night with her, and had left to keep it a secret. I breathed deeply, trying to stay calm enough to stay in my seat.
“Sorry. I wasn’t thinking.”
“It doesn’t matter. It was all perfectly innocent, and he can’t be too upset about it or he’d have said something to you.” Bella said.
“There’s time yet.” Jasper muttered. “He won’t be happy that we slept together. Why the blush? Has sweet little Bella got a dirty mind?”
“No! Just don’t say it like that, it makes it sound like we did more than sleep. What would Edward think if he heard you saying that?” I didn’t like the way this conversation was going. “Actually I already know, he told me this morning that you’d have lost control and killed me if we’d done anything.” She stumbled over her words, clearly embarrassed to be discussing this with him.
“Huh. Just because he can’t control himself doesn’t mean I couldn’t.” That sounded suspiciously like a proposition to me.
“Bella.” I shouted. I wanted her down here where I could keep an eye on her. She shouldn’t be talking about things like that with him. We barely even spoke about it.
“Coming!” She called down. “Are you coming down?”
“I think it’s best if I stay up here for a while. Edward probably heard that whole conversation.” Jasper told her.
Bella walked slowly down the stairs, her cheeks still flushed with colour, the scent of her blood stronger and sweeter.
She tried a timid smile. It looked like she was awaiting my reaction to what I’d heard. I smiled at her. Whatever was going on wasn’t her fault, and I would deal with Jasper later, she didn’t need to worry.
“Come and sit with me love.” I held out an arm and waited for her to curl into my side. She relaxed immediately and hurried over to me. Emmett glanced up from his book and grinned at her.
“I see naughty Eddie’s given you a hickey. I thought you were a good girl Bella.” He waggled his eyebrows and gave me a sly look.
“A hickey?” I looked again at the mark on her neck. It was similar to marks I’d seen on the teenagers at school now I thought about it.
Bella’s hand flew to her neck to cover the mark. “It’s not a hickey.” She babbled. “I did it in my sleep.”
“Whatever you say Bella.” Emmett laughed, but one look at my face quickly shut him up. If he didn’t do it, who did? I’m sure that's a hickey... shit, sorry Edward...I’ll read, yes, where’s that chapter about saying sorry...
I didn’t want to hear his thoughts on the subject, but what if he was right? I had tried to convince her once that she could, and should have a normal life without me. Find a human boy, go to college, get married, have children. But the thought of that now tore at me. She had said she didn’t want normal, she wanted me, was she changing her mind? I couldn’t let that happen, she was mine now, and would be until the day she died.
This must be the secret. Jasper knew that something had happened, and he was keeping it secret for her.
“Bella? Would you like me to take me home?” This was not a request, and she knew it. She stood quickly and walked to the door, carefully avoiding Emmett's eyes.
I drove us only to the end of the drive. I pulled the truck over to side of the path, just off the road. “Have you found someone else?” There was a horrible fluttering in my chest and my jaw was tight.
“No! Edward please believe me, Emmett was wrong. I love you!” She was shaking and clutching at the sides of the seat.
“There is only one thing I’m sure of right now, and it’s that you’re keeping something from me. I want to know what it is.”
“Aren’t I allowed secrets anymore? Can’t you just trust me? I’m not going to tell you anything Edward, because it has no bearing on you and me.” She was trying to be defiant but she looked terrified.
“The fact that you’ve found some human to suck on your neck has nothing to do with you and me? You don’t think that the fact that you’ve found someone to do the things I can’t has no bearing on our relationship?”
“I haven’t found anyone else Edward. I understand that there are things we can’t do right now, but that doesn’t mean I’m looking for someone else to do them with. I love you, and I’ll wait as long as I have to, to have all of you.” She said softly and I believed her.
“Good.” I said, reaching over to take her hand. “You’re mine now, and I’m not going to let you go.”
She pulled her hand out of mine roughly. “I’m not yours. I don’t belong to anyone and I never will. I really truly love you Edward, but I’m still my own person. Please try to remember that.”
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I parked up the truck, helped her out and gave her kiss that I knew she’d still be thinking about when she fell asleep. I didn’t say anything though. I’d leave her wondering what I was thinking, just like she always left me.
Running home, faster than I had done in a long time, I tried not to think about Bella. I was half way down the drive when I started picking up on thoughts from in the house. There was one set that particularly interested me.
He wouldn’t hurt her. Everything will be fine, if she just tells him the truth, he wouldn’t hold it against her, it wasn’t her fault.
I could hear Jasper again. I stopped to listen carefully, sure that he would soon give up Bella’s secret. For ten minutes he listed all the reasons I’d never hurt Bella, before he gave up and decided to call her to check that she was ok.
I shot into the house, now that it was clear he wouldn’t be giving up anything useful, I could just spoil his day, and keep him from talking to Bella, by telling him I was listening in again.
“Jasper” I called up the stairs. “I can hear you!”
Fan-fuckin’-tastic. I knew it wouldn’t last.
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