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That Night	By : Kaie Category: Twilight Series > AU/AR > Threesomes Plus Views: 6021 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Both Jasper and Alice starred completely wide eyed at me. I wasn’t sure if that’s what they were going to tell me, but I had a feeling it may be. I had known for quite sometime but I never said anything because I really didn’t know what to say about it, so… like any smart human, I continued to act like I didn’t know.

From the moment I had met Alice I knew she was by far the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. I had been quite smitten with her from the moment she shook my hand to hire me. I asked for hours mostly to get away from my family and make money for my step father’s habits to keep his beatings at bay, but I was happy to come to work to be close to Alice. Her warmth and caring were addictive for me and for the first time in my long and yet short life I felt accepted by someone.

The highlight of my days were coming to work. Watching her move about the store was something I would sit in class and daydream about. When I was at work, I would find myself staring at her as she seemed to float everywhere, speaking to me about day to day things. I could hardly recall her words, I just listened to her sweet voice. I knew I was developing a crush on her and while it scared me to be attracted to someone like Alice I knew it was harmless because she could never want me, so I allowed myself to indulge in fantasies.

Who would want someone used and dirty. Certainly not sweet, perfect Alice. She was kind and warm, but part of me was terrified to tell her of my past, even though she had befriended me and often questioned about it, the thought of sharing it with her was horrifying. Every time I wanted to confide in her, all I could see were those sweet honey eyes of hers burning with disgust and then I would lose the one friend I had made. So I kept everything I could to myself. Of course, there was also the fact that she was married. While I ached at the realization I was never going to be good enough for her and certainly did not deserve her friendship, I latched onto her selfishly.

She was the one bright spot in my life. She gave me hope. Every little kind touch to my shoulder, every sweet hug she gave me at the end of the night I reveled in when I departed to go home to my private hell. Those kind gestures kept me going.

I never thought anyone could be as kind or as wonderful as Alice.

Then I met Jasper. His warmth and kindness surprised me and I felt a kind of protection from him. That first night in the hospital he was so tender as he cleaned my wounds and when I met his eyes for the first time I had the strongest desire to purge everything to him and pray for salvation. Those feelings were overwhelming for me and processing them were frightening. Each time I was brought to the hospital the feelings of pain and shame and the need to tell him the truth were overwhelming, but being near him eased those feelings and I could sense that he knew what I was feeling. His kind eyes and gentle smiles were understanding and I could feel the animosity flow from him when he saw my step father for that first time.

Jasper also frightened me because being close to a man in all my life had brought nothing but pain and anger, and for the first time in all my life I found myself trusting him and I couldn’t understand why. Both he and Alice gave me a hope not even I could hide from.

The days I couldn’t go to work and the times I wasn’t taken to the hospital, it was thoughts of the kind doctor and my sweet employer that got me through the dark days I was at home suffering from satisfying my step father’s needs.

It wasn’t long after knowing both Jasper and Alice that I was given the greatest gift I could’ve ever hoped to receive. My step father’s attempt to murder me.

I couldn’t remember the fire. However the pain I felt when I awoke in the hospital was more than I care to recall. I woke up to find Alice sitting by my bedside. Her golden eyes were full of concern and her cool hands were closed around mine, caressing the skin tenderly. While most of the day had been a blur, and I was in and out of consciousness, a few clear words came through the haze I was in. That was the day Alice told me I would be coming to stay with them. It was both the happiest and the most frightening day of my life. However it was my step father’s cruel act and my mother’s cowardice that at last gave me freedom, and for that I could tolerate the pain of my burns.
Unfortunately, I had a lot of growing pains to go through with the nice couple who took me in.

It was only a few weeks into living with them that I began to have suspicions about the Hale’s. In truth I always had suspicions, but living with them only increased my thoughts. They were two of the most beautiful people I had ever seen, and being around them in my current state only further damaged what small shred of self-esteem I had. However neither of them looked at me in disgust. They were only kind and concerned about my welfare.

As time went on I began to notice how they would leave in the middle of the night without the cars. They also never seemed to eat, even when I ate. Their skin was also constantly cold. There were so many signs that I never put together until the one day. It was the night Bella came over to plan my party with Alice for my graduation. I was upstairs when I heard their hushed voices coming from the kitchen. The vent in my room led downstairs into the kitchen and Alice must’ve forgot or thought I was already asleep. When Bella came over she gently shooed me upstairs to rest, when I heard the beginning of their conversation I could not help but lay onto the vent to listen.

That was when Bella said it. Vampire.

They were discussing my place in the family and the relationship with Alice and Jasper and when they would tell me the truth. I couldn’t remember Alice’s words because the shock was too much.

It was in that moment everything clicked and the fear of my past rushed at me. My first run in with vampires began when I was eight. That was the year my step father moved in, and when mother was gone to work the men would come. He started out by selling my blood to them. I never understood why the men bought my blood, but I didn’t care. The sight of their red eyes was terrifying and all I wanted was them to leave as soon as they would come.
The most frightening time came when one man came to the house and I was alone. That was the start of the real nightmare. He attacked me and I never saw it coming. There was no way I could have fought him off, he was like stone as he crashed into me and held me tight against his body. I was ten years old and after feeding on my blood he left me lying on the floor to die. The pain was beyond words and instead of taking me to the hospital, my step father dragged me to the basement and the pain I endured for the next three days was so painful I prayed for death to come. It never did, and after that I wondered what God would leave me to suffer.

I healed from my wound and somehow I changed. My body could recover from illness and injury faster than before and my step-father caught on quickly, even though I tried to hide it as best I could. He seemed surprised that I wasn’t dead, but at that time I didn’t have time to put everything together. It wasn’t until five years later I realized I should have changed into a vampire or died. I never understood why I didn’t change, I just knew I was now immune to various things in a way normal human shouldn’t be. It was no blessing either. From that point on my step father made a considerable amount of money selling my blood. Now instead of selling from a blood bag, he sold straight from the source, which was more expensive for the buyers because biting a source was more intoxicating for them.

And they paid well for it.

When my mother found out she merely allowed it to continue. The money was good and she promised me I would be rewarded for everything. That unfortunately never happened. She broke many promises as she slipped further into drugs at his encouraging.

We moved several times in those ten years he lived with us, but each place was like the last. Always a new batch of clients eager for young blood. The feedings only grew more vicious as time went on. My blood seemed to throw them into fits of pure hunger and it was when I was seventeen that one feeding finally went too far. That was the first night I was raped by a vampire.

I thought that was the night my mother would finally put an end to things and when I came to her weeping and pleading for pity she told me it was all over. For the first time in a long time I thought I would be saved and my mother would put a stop to everything that had been happening. It was unfortunate that I was so wrong.

The beatings began the next day. My mother was hospitalized by him and when she was gone, he was free to continue selling me. Now however, he got more from me. It was a month later it went to the extreme and I was hospitalized for blood loss. The vampire who bought me was young and didn’t know his own strength. My neck had a large gaping hole and my hip bone was broken due to his roughness. My hip healed before the paramedics came, but the hole in my neck was too deep and full of venom for it to heal quickly enough. When I arrived at the hospital I could hear the police talking to my step father. Once again I felt relief. The authorities were called, but not even they were enough to save me. My step father said he found me in my room and I had cut my throat in an attempt to kill myself. It was beyond far fetched if you had seen the way my neck was attacked, but all it took was my mother backing up his story of suicide and the police turned me in for a psychiatric evaluation and left me in their custody.

While it wasn’t true, and I was mortified at my mother, I was relieved. I stayed in the hospital for quite sometime. I knew my body would heal, so each time it was soon for me to be released I would cut my wrists instead, repeatedly, to be kept for further evaluation. This lasted for 6 months, but 2 months before my 18th birthday I was finally released.

I would have continued with my plan of “attempting suicide” but the threats of my step father killing my mother was enough to enact my guilt and I stopped. Soon after I was released we moved to Forks.

I was never fully aware of why we kept moving all those years. I just knew as time went on in each city the buyers seemed to decline as time passed. Looking back now, I could realize they had probably either gotten sick of my blood or died somehow… but could vampires die? I had no idea, but I knew moving to Fork’s would be the same as it had been in all the other places.

Luckily for me, it wasn’t. However when I heard Bella and Alice talking about vampires all of those fears and thoughts flooded me and I felt panic. I was surrounded by vampires…

Yet Alice and Jasper had only showed me love and affection. The next week was very difficult for me. I spent a lot of time planning a way to escape and the night I tried was the exact night I realized Alice and Jasper would never hurt me.

It was a quiet summer night and I knew Alice was out. I thought Jasper was at the hospital for work and I knew I had a short amount of time to get out of the house. My heart was about to pound right out of my chest as I worked up my nerve to flee. I had made it halfway down the stairs quicker than I thought but I could swear with each step I took my heart threatened to explode due to over work. I had never been so terrified in all of my life. Terrified one of them would find me and kill me on the spot for trying to “escape“.

Looking back now I realized how silly I was. They had many chances to attack or hurt me, and they never had. Of course in my fear, putting these thoughts together didn’t really happen. Luckily, for me Jasper was there that night. I will always be eternally grateful to Jasper for that.

I was halfway down the stairs when I heard him playing the piano. It was a soft melody and I was mesmerized watching his long fingers dance over the keys steadily. I was struck by his beauty and flashes of the past vampires flooded me. I could see their eyes starring at me and before I realized it I was starring deep into the amber gaze of Jasper. His lips were moving, but I couldn’t hear his words. All I could do was stare into those soft golden eyes.

He had a look of concern on his face and all feelings of fear left me in that instant. It was in that moment I realized I was never in danger here. There were so many times they could have attacked me, and in that week of feeling fear I dismissed all of the feelings of warmth and comfort I had ever received from either of them. The kiss I had shared with Alice, the tender hugs Jasper had given me after a night mare. I allowed all of that fear and terror from my past flood into the present and almost jeopardize what I was being offered.

I knew a relationship with a married couple, especially a married vampire couple was quite unorthodox, but my life had never been normal. I didn’t know why they wanted me, but it was in that moment my gaze met Jasper’s that I didn’t care why I was here, just as long as I could stay and be with both of them in whatever way they wanted me.

I didn’t even know what I was doing in that next instant as I raced down the stairs and threw myself into Jasper’s arms and began to cry. Those strong arms wrapped around me as soon as I reached him and I was pulled into his lap. All I could do was hold his shirt and sob into his neck. There were no words I could give for my actions or my feelings but he never asked for them. He never said anything as he held me, he just let me cry. It was in that moment I knew I loved both of them, no matter what they were.

I fell asleep in Jaspers arms and that night I slept peacefully for the first time and the next morning I awoke feeling safe for the first time in ten years.

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Now here I sat. Terrified actually because I had to face a new truth and move forward with my life. We all had come to a comfortable existence with each other and merely ignored the tensions we all felt. Now each of us had to face them.

They both just sat there, in shock. It was in that moment I realized… maybe it was ok to share my past about the blood buyers and the attacks…

This was a new start and I had spent my life being scared… maybe it was time to be brave for once.

“I think I’m ready to talk about my past… if that’s ok?” I asked. I could feel the tears begin to fall and without question Alice and Jasper were right there.

Jasper pressed against my back, holding me to his chest as I spoke, giving me that support I had always craved. Alice merely held my hands, and I watched those gold eyes through out my story waiting for the disgust… but it never came. They both just let me speak and held me as I unloaded ten years of pain and anger.

In the end, I knew I could let the pain go, and Jasper and Alice were right there to take it from me as I moved forward into my future.

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