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Destiny Awaits	By : Lollydolly Category: Twilight Series > Het > Bella/Jasper Views: 19535 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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AN: I’m sorry this took so long, I’ve been pretty busy, and when I found time to write, the story just refused to come. Anyway, here it is, hope you like it. Thank you for all the delicious reviews!
Chapter Nine
Edward was gone by the time I woke up, so I took my time dressing and made an effort to tame my hair before going downstairs.
Charlie had already left for the station, and I found the creeping loneliness come over me again. I couldn’t wait to be at school.
When Edwards Volvo finally pulled up I was waiting at the curb. Jasper and Emmett were sitting in the back. Jasper looked tired but smiled, while Emmet sulked with his arms folded over his chest.
“What's wrong?” I asked already giggling. I’d never seen Emmett in a bad mood before.
He scowled at me and turned to face the window. I saw the corners of Jaspers mouth twitch upwards as I looked to him for an explanation.
“Rosalie took the engine out of his Jeep, and she won’t tell him where it is.” Jasper sniggered.
“I told you not to bet against her.” I laughed, ignoring Edwards’s huff.
Jasper had deliberately failed last year as Alice wanted him to spend more time around humans. Emmett had decided to fail too, but he just thought humans were funny, and didn’t want to sit around at home while his brothers had all the fun.
We had all chosen our classes carefully, and all of my classes were with at least one of them. I had my own personal guard around the school at all times.
Gym was first this morning, and I almost looked forward to it now. Emmett was usually careful to keep absolutely all sports equipment away from me at all times.
Today he couldn’t resist passing me the ball every so often. It made him laugh so hard to see me dodge it instead of catching it, that we actually lost the game.
Math was easily my favourite lesson, as we were all the in the same class. It was easy to understand now that I had three teachers all to myself. The only problem was that I got told of for talking a lot more now. The boys all spoke so quietly that they were never heard, and I always got the blame when I answered them.
Biology had changed very little, Edward and I barley spoke to each other in that class, almost as if we had started a tradition that we were unable to break. I didn’t mind, it was nice to just be near him, without having to try and think of things to say, or worrying about sounding like an idiot.
The only part of the day that I didn’t enjoy now was lunch. I was often tempted to go and sit with my old friends. The only one of them I missed was Angela, but it was Mike’s reproachful gaze that got to me. I thought he must feel like I’d abandoned them when something better came along.
I tried not to think about it too much. After all, when Edward finally came around to the idea of me being a vampire, I wouldn’t be able to see them at all, so there wasn’t much point in nurturing any friendships outside of the Cullen family.
I sat picking at my fries, squashed between Edward and Jasper, while Emmett shared the joys of Gym lessons with me.
“You should have been there, I’m telling you, you don’t know what you’re missing.” Emmett’s shoulders shook with laughter and I scowled at him half heartedly. I could see the funny side now that I was away from the dangerous projectiles known as basket balls.
“The one time she actually caught the ball, she threw it straight into the coach’s face.” I felt Edward shaking next to me, and saw Jasper trying to suppress a smile.
“Oh that's right, laugh at me. I’m only human you know.” I shook my head at the three of them and threw a fry at Emmett. It missed by almost a foot, and only made him laugh harder.
He reached for my plate and scooped up and handful. “Don’t you dare!” I shrieked, ducking behind Jasper.
Emmett flung them at Edward instead, and he must not have been paying attention, as they hit their mark. He just stared, baffled, then his eyebrows drew together and he looked like he was concentrating hard on something I couldn’t see or hear.
I glanced around the room hoping to pick up on something, and felt Jasper doing the same. Nothing seemed wrong. A few people were staring at our table, but that was nothing new, the Cullen's had always been a curiosity, and I had been welcomed like a minor celebrity in the small town.
Edward brushed himself down and glared at Emmett. He turned to face me and Jasper, and spoke so quietly I had to strain to hear him.
“People are already starting to talk about the two of you.” His lips barely moved.
Jasper sat up bit straighter behind me, and moved back a fraction. I had no idea what Edward meant.
“What do you mean?”
“Jessica and Lauren seem to think that you’re moving on from me to him.” He spoke slowly as if I might be too stupid to understand. I hated when he did that.
Emmet started laughing again, and I couldn’t hold back my smile. “You think that's funny?” He sounded appalled.
“It’s hardly the end of the world is it? Let them think what they want to.” I shrugged.
“I don’t like them thinking things like that about you.”
“I can give them something else to think about. Come over here and sit on my lap.” Emmett grinned beckoning me with a finger.
Edward stood quickly, grabbing my arm and pulling me with him. “She’ll do no such thing!” Edward growled. “You’re such a child Emmett.”
I wriggled out of his grip and sat back down. “Edward it was a joke. Don’t get so upset.” He was really beginning to annoy me, I didn’t know what had gotten into him today. “And just for the record, if I wanted to sit on Emmett’s knee I would.”
Edward turned and marched from the room. “Well that will really put all the rumours to rest.” Emmett said under his breath, no longer smiling.
“Why’s he in such a bad mood? Has something happened?”
Jasper was conspicuously silent. Emmett, never one to keep things to himself filled in the blanks. “He’s jealous. Not so long ago, you only had eyes for him, and now you’re spending time with all of us. Particularly Jasper.”
“That's just stupid, I’m only just really getting to know you all. It doesn’t mean I love him any less.” I said shaking my head, and planning to spend some time alone with Edward later.
“Look out, here comes Mr Bi-polar now, all smiles.” Emmett raised his eyebrows and looked over my shoulder.
Edward sank back into the seat beside me. “I’m sorry. I overreacted.” He mumbled.
“I really was just a bit of fun Edward. He didn’t mean anything by it, did you?” I looked pointedly at Emmett.
“Well...” He smirked at me and licked his lips. I leaned across the table to cuff him, only succeeding in making him laugh.
Jasper sniggered. “You do realise that everyone is staring far more now than they were earlier?”
I elbowed him as hard as I could without hurting myself. “You can shut up as well, you’re just making things worse.”
Edward kicked Emmett under the table, and grumbled something, but he was smiling now.
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The rest of the week passed quickly, and for once I was looking forward to a night in on my own. Everyone was going hunting for the weekend, except Esme, who was staying behind just in case anything happened. I knew I was the real reason she was staying.
I had tried to explain to Edward that I had somehow managed to survive almost eighteen years without a bodyguard, but he just said he wasn’t willing to risk it. If anything happened I was to call Esme, and she would be here within five minutes.
I watched TV with Charlie and took a long shower; it was nice not to have a reason to hurry. I felt more relaxed than I had in the longest time as I sprawled on my bed and got stuck into Pride and Prejudice.
Everything was fine until Esme called.
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“Bella, Alice called and spoke to Jasper. He’s inconsolable, I don’t know what to do.” Esme sounded frantic, and she was speaking so quickly it was difficult to understand her at all.
“Hey, calm down, I’ll be there as soon as I can. I’ll tell Charlie...something.” I tried to keep my voice level, but her anxiety seemed to be rubbing off on me.
“Please hurry, he’ll tear the house apart if we can’t calm him down soon, and if he runs off in this state I won’t be able to catch him before he does something stupid.” Her words sent shivers down my spine, I knew what she meant by something stupid.
I dashed down the stairs stuffing the phone into my pocket. “Charlie? Dad, are you here?”
“In the kitchen Bells.”
“I’m going over to the Cullen's, Esme had some bad news and she’s on her own.”
“She’s on her own? Where’s everybody else?” He looked suspicious.
“Dr Carlisle took the kids on a camping trip but Esme didn’t feel up to it.” I kept close to the truth as I struggled into a coat.
“Why would she call you?” Clearly, he thought this entire thing was a ruse to sneak out with Edward.
“She doesn’t really have any friends in town, and we’ve gotten pretty close lately.” That, at least, was completely true. After what seemed like an age Charlie gave in.
“You’ll call in the morning?”
“Of course. Thanks Dad.” I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and headed out to my truck.
The drive felt like it took hours as I tried to push the truck beyond its limits, and I almost missed the turning, but finally, finally, I pulled to a stop outside the house.
Taking the keys out of the ignition I noticed my hands were shaking. I was afraid. Jasper would never intentionally hurt me, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t do it by accident. How bad was he anyway, if Esme had felt the need to call me after eleven o’clock at night?
This was not the time to become a coward, forcing myself to breathe evenly, I walked carefully towards the open front door. The closer I got, the louder the noises became. At first I could only here bangs and crashes, but once I was in the house I could pick out Esme’s pleading and Jaspers snarls. Was he hurting her?
I stumbled up the stairs, unthinkingly following the noises to Jasper and Alice’s room. Esme stood just inside the room. The door, frame and pieces of the wall had been ripped out. The bed was no more than twisted metal and mattress stuffing. Hunks of plaster were missing and the huge window was smashed.
In the middle of the unrecognisable room stood Jasper. I watched with horrified fascination as he tore a door from the closet and threw it across the room, where it smashed into a full length mirror, the shards raining down on Esme. I took a step towards her, forgetting for just a second, that she wouldn’t be hurt.
The sudden silence in the room was almost deafening. Jaspers frenzy came to an abrupt halt as his head turned towards me. I didn’t dare breathe as his pitch black eyes swept over me. The seconds stretched and felt like hours as I waited for him to pounce.
Then everything sped up. Esme launched herself in front of me, as Jasper sprung. He knocked her aside, barrelled into me, and I hit the floor. His weight forced all the air out of my lungs.
Swamped in sudden panic, rational thought eluded me completely, and I tried to push him off me, futilely scratching at his face and neck. He didn’t even notice, instead he tore my coat in half, trying to get it off.
My heart pounded in my chest as my lungs screamed for air, until Jasper eased back just enough for me to take a shuddering breath.
He pressed his face against mine and inhaled deeply, from the corner of my eye I could see Esme’s horrified face staring down at me. If she tried to help me, it might make him more aggressive, but why wasn’t I doing anything? I felt paralysed, I couldn’t quite convince myself to move. Not that I thought moving would help at this point.
The dangerous creature above me bore little resemblance to the man I had been laughing with a few hours ago. His eyes showed nothing but hunger, and the growl that rumbled into me was threateningly excited.
One of his hands was fisted in my hair, the other painfully gripping my shoulder. I tried to think of some way to escape but my mind drew a blank.
He let go of me, and for a split second I thought that he had come to his senses, but I was wrong.
He grabbed the collar of my shirt and tugged it down over my shoulder, tearing it and exposing my neck to him.
His cool breath whispered across my skin, leaving a trail of goose bumps. I closed my eyes tightly, waiting for the pain of his bite. It would all be over soon.
My eyes snapped open when I felt his tongue trace a cold wet path along my collar bone and up to the pulse in my throat. His lips pressed against me like a kiss before he sucked on the skin over my vein.
I shuddered violently beneath him, as he teased me like a cat playing with its prey. He lapped at my neck again, and then scraped his teeth along my jaw.
The shock of it helped me find my voice again. “Jasper?” I croaked.
He froze. The room lapsed into total silence once again, none of us breathing. Slowly, Jasper inched back until he was looking at my face. It was immediately clear that he was beginning to understand what was happening.
He flung himself away from me with such speed that I felt it, but didn’t see him move. Dazed, I tried to slow down my breathing while Esme fussed over me, I assumed she was checking for any injuries. I’d never been so relieved in my life.
I would have liked to stay on the floor for longer, letting my mind catch up with last few minutes, but it wasn’t really safe yet.
As I struggled to sit up against the wall I noticed that absolutely every bit of me hurt, and I was freezing cold. I pulled my knees up to my chest and wrapped my arms around them and looked warily across the hall into the bedroom.
Jasper sat near the broken windows, his position mimicking mine. “Esme...? D’you think you could get him something to eat, and bring it into the yard?”
“Bella, I don’t want to leave you.” She wrapped her arms around me. “He might...if he snaps again...”
“If he doesn’t eat something he’ll snap again anyway.” I whispered.
Esme looked torn, but after a few seconds she left. I hoped she wouldn’t be long.
I stared across the room, into Jaspers dismayed eyes, I wanted more than anything to go over and hug him, knowing it would make us both feel better.
Shivering, I pulled what was left of my ruined shirt around me, but it didn’t do much good, as a pretty big portion of it was on the floor a few feet away.
Jasper was at my side in an instant, surprising me so much that I had to bite back a scream. He stood as far away from me as possible, holding a t-shirt at arm’s length.
I took it from him gratefully, but waited until he was back across the room to change. He stood with his back to me, staring out of the empty window frame into the night.
“Thank you.” I managed weakly, once I was dressed.
He turned to me quickly, his gaze incredulous. He looked like he was going to say something, but Esme’s voice from outside cut him off. He jumped strait ought of the window, landing without a sound.
I scrambled to my feet and walked cautiously towards the window. It would be just like me to survive a vampire attack, only to fall out of a window and die.
Below me Jasper was tearing into a huge elk while Esme held another flailing beast a few feet away. It was sort of like a car crash, horribly disturbing, but you just had to look at it. Eventually I tore my gaze away from the scene outside and left the room.
I was so angry at Alice that I could feel the burn of tears behind my eyes. What could she have said to Jasper to break him so badly? Why had she spoken to him at all? Surely she knew that he was having a hard time getting over her, and he didn’t need to be reminded of the fact that she had run away from him.
I went into Jaspers study, the room that had quickly become my favourite, and pulled out my cell. I scrolled through the numbers and found Alice. I hit the call button, wondering if my shaking hands were caused by shock or rage.
“Bella?” She answered timidly, before even a single ring.
“What did you say to him?” I asked, trying to keep my voice level.
“I just apologised, I thought I owed him that much at least. Why? What's wrong?”
I struggled to form a sentence, through all the shouting in my head.
“What’s wrong? You broke his heart! Your leaving almost killed him, he couldn’t even function at first, and just as he’s starting to cope with the fact that his mate of sixty years deserted him, you call and remind him? You don’t call here again. Do you understand Alice? If it’s important, you call me, and I’ll let them know. You don’t get to speak to him anymore, you don’t get to hurt him like that.”
I clamped my mouth shut and tried to control myself, listening to the silence on the other end of the line.
“Promise me Alice. It’s not fair on him, it’s not fair on any of them.” I spoke quietly now, hoping she would answer.
“I...I won’t call, I’m sorry...I didn’t realise he’d take it so badly. Is he ok now?” Alice was upset, and I found that it pleased me, I loved Alice, but what was happening to this family was all her fault.
“I don’t know, I hope so.” I frowned, wondering if he’d had enough to drink.
“What do you mean you don’t know?” For the first time she sounded worried.
I sighed and climbed up onto the desk to sit down. “He’s outside feeding. He hasn’t eaten since before you left.” I enjoyed her little gasp, maybe she was beginning to realise just how much she had affected him.
“Bella, you really shouldn’t be there if he hasn’t fed, he could really hurt you.”
I laughed mirthlessly. “Really? I never knew.”
“Has he hurt you? Has he bitten you? I didn’t see anything like that, oh god I’m sorry.” She babbled.
“He hasn’t bitten me, I wouldn’t be talking to you now if he had, would I? I’m fine, but I’m tired, and I want to check on Jasper so I’m going now. I think it would be best if you didn’t call for a while. Remember what I said.” I heard the edge in my voice, anger, verging on hysteria, and hung up quickly.
I took a few minutes to calm myself down, and to convince myself that I wasn’t going to go into shock. Jasper didn’t need my crazy emotions on top of whatever else he was feeling.
The house was eerily silent as I walked down the stairs. I was suddenly exhausted, and tempted to get in my truck and drive home to my safe warm bed, but I was pretty sure that I’d only crash into a tree before I got to the end of the drive.
In the kitchen, Jasper stood at the sink like a statue while Esme cleaned blood and fur from him. He looked worse than I’d ever seen him, but the shadows under his eyes weren’t as bad, and his irises were a little lighter.
My feelings and thoughts warred with each other. On one hand, Jasper had scared me badly, and I didn’t know if it was safe to be near him yet. On the other hand, I badly needed a hug.
The desire for comfort won by a small margin, and I took a slow step forward. Esme turned away from the sink and stared at me.
“Would you like me to take you home?” She looked sad, resigned even, and I didn’t understand it.
I shook my head and took another small step.
“I really don’t think you’re in any condition to drive.” She wrung her hands, and looked like she might cry. Did she think I was going to leave and not come back?
I brought my eyes to Jaspers face with some difficulty, and tried not to flinch at the emptiness of his gaze. “Is it... are ok now?” I hated how pathetic I sounded, knowing I would cry soon if I didn’t get a hold of myself.
Jaspers face tightened, he nodded once and looked down at the floor.
“Can I come closer? You won’t... I mean...would that be too hard for you?” I felt the lump rise in my throat, I was desperate for some sort of contact.
“Why would you want to be anywhere near me?” He said woodenly, still staring at the floor.
I took another step and looked to Esme, hoping she would answer my question. “I think... he’s not so thirsty now...it should be ok.” She frowned at me, but she seemed to be a bit more at ease now.
That was confirmation enough for me, I practically flew the last six steps towards them and buried my face in Jaspers chest, wrapping my arms around his waist.
Jasper tensed, but I didn’t really care what happened now, I just needed the comfort of another body. Infinitely slowly, I felt him relax, and then he wrapped his arms around me.
That pushed me over the edge, the dam broke and I sobbed my relief against his shirt. I don’t know how long we stood like that in the kitchen, until Jasper scooped me up and carried me to the couch.
Jasper soothed me, with both his presence and his gift until I stopped crying. When I’d calmed down enough to breathe normally I lifted my head to look up at him.
He was looking at me like I was something special, the awe written clearly across his features had me biting back a giggle.
“So?” I said, as brightly as I could. “How’re you feeling?”
His awe gave way to disbelief. “How am I feeling? Bella, I just very nearly killed you, and you want to know how I’m feeling?”
I nodded, and heard Esme chuckling behind me.
“I think you might be in shock.” He said reluctantly. “You shouldn’t be this calm. You should be terrified.”
“You can tell what I’m feeling. Am I scared?” I raised my eyebrows at him.
Jasper frowned and shook his head. “You feel...safe. That's not normal, you’re definitely in shock.” He tried to ease me off his lap, but I just turned myself around so that I could rest my back against his chest.
“I’m not in shock.” I said slowly and deliberately.
Esme handed me a glass with something amber in it. “Drink this, I think it might help.”
I sniffed at what I was pretty sure was whisky and wrinkled my nose. “Why do you have this?”
“Carlisle likes to keep it in his study, he says it just belongs there.” She smiled. “Drink it, it’ll warm you up.”
Deciding it would be best to get it over with I downed it in one go. It tasted vile and burnt my throat, but the heat of it chased away the last of my shivers. “Bleeegh. Well that's one drink I won’t be trying again in a hurry.”
I stood up and straightened my clothes. “Jasper, would you go out and hunt now?” Esme asked him cautiously.
“Yes, of course.” He didn’t spare either of us a glance as he sprinted out into the night.
“Are you really quite sure you don’t want to go home?” Esme looked hopeful.
“Positive. I’m fine really. I know you don’t believe me, but I’m not in shock, and I’m thinking clearly, and I don’t have concussion or anything like that. You can stop worrying. I’m not going to run away.”
Esme pulled me into a hug. “I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t have called you, that was a mistake. I can’t believe I put you in danger.”
“I don’t mind in the least. In fact I’m pleased you called me and everything turned out all right in the end didn’t it?” Esme released me and we moved to sit opposite each other on the sofa.
“But things could have been so different.” She wasn’t going to let it go easily. What was it with this family and hanging on to guilt?
“It could have been much worse, but it wasn’t and that’s all that matters. Please don’t say you shouldn’t have called me. Do you have any idea what it’s like to be the one that needs protecting all the time? To be the weakest link in the family? It’s a big deal to me that you called me for help. It’s good to feel useful for a change.”
“Don’t think of yourself as the week link. Since we met you this family has only gotten stronger. I don’t think Jasper could have gone on without you, you seemed to know what to do, while the rest of us just sat about staring at him. We all felt his grief, but you were the only one who could do anything about it.”
“I will never think of you as a weak link, you’re braver than I am. I don’t think I would be sitting here now if I was in your place”
I felt tears spring up in my eyes at the praise, and reached forward to hug her again.
When we’d both got our emotions in order she let me go. “Do you need anything? Are you in any pain?” Esme asked, her motherly tendencies back in overdrive.
“A little, maybe some aspirin?” Esme smiled and left the room, retuning seconds later with a few pills and a glass of water. I took the tablets and asked her what Alice and Jasper had talked about.
“I’m not sure, I left the house to give them some privacy, but then I heard Jasper shouting so I went back in to see what was wrong. Oh Bella it broke my heart, he was begging her to come back, pleading again and again. I think in the end she just hung up, and he snapped.”
I knew seeing her son in that state must have crushed Esme, and not being able to help him herself would have made it worse.
“I tried to talk him out of it, but the second I said her name he ran upstairs and started tearing the place apart. I just kept picturing how you’d calmed him down last week. I suppose you know everything from there.”
“I called Alice while you were outside. She won’t be calling here again. I’ve told her that if she needs to contact any of you she has to call me, and I’ll pass on the message. I hope you don’t mind.”
“No, I don’t mind. I don’t really want to speak to her at the moment myself, and I dread to think what another call would do to Jasper.” Esme sighed and scanned me critically. “You’ll be black and blue tomorrow.”
“That’ll make a nice change.” I laughed. Bruised was my usual skin tone anyway.
Esme and I sat talking about fixing up Jaspers room while we waited for him to come back.
“He hasn’t gone far, I can still hear him.” She told me after seeing me glance at the door for the fifth time. “In fact, I think he’s on his way back.”
Sure enough, a minute later Jasper walked through the door. He looked faintly surprised to see me. “I’m not going anywhere you big idiot.” I sighed. “But I wouldn’t mind another hug.”
He hadn’t gotten himself in a mess this time, and his eyes had gone back to their usual beautiful toffee.
I could see him trying to decide if it was wise to agree with my request, but he gave in and wrapped his arms around me.
“Why don’t you use my room?” Esme offered. “I know you’re exhausted.”
I smiled gratefully, and started towing Jasper up the stairs behind me without a thought.
When we reached the top he let go of my hand and turned towards his study. I didn’t want him to leave, I didn’t think I could get to sleep on my own.
“Won’t you stay with me?” I aimed for light, but sounded a tad desperate.
Again he looked uncertain, but followed me to Esme’s room. “Wait in here, I’ll be back in a minute.” I walked to Edwards’s room and found some old shorts to sleep in and took them to the bathroom to change.
Back in Esme’s rook I found Jasper leaning against the wall and glaring at the thick carpet. I ignored him and climbed into the huge bed. It was good, but not a comfy as the one he’d ruined.
“Would it be too hard for you to lay with me?”
He looked blankly at me, and as I waited for his answer, it became obvious that I wasn’t going to get one.
“Jasper would you please just get over here. I just... I mean I just need...can’t you just get in?” I grumbled stumbling over my words.
I really wished he’d speak, but he did come and slip into the bed next to me, and that was enough. I wriggled back against him until he took the hint and held me.
“I’m so sorry.” He whispered.
“You’re forgiven.” I muttered, sleep already dragging at my eyelids.
“You shouldn’t forgive me though. I’m not asking to be forgiven.” It seemed important to him that I understand that.
“Fine. You’re not forgiven, but I’m tired, so I’ll be angry tomorrow ok?”
He didn’t answer but I felt the faintest pressure on the top of my head like he’d kissed me.
It was only seconds before I fell asleep, and as I slept, I dreamt of him.

An: If anyone reading this story is French, and would prefer to read it in that language, malicia-evil is translating it, over on fanfiction.net. (Makes me feel like a real writer!)
Next chapter will be from Jaspers POV again.
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