The Inauspicious Beginnings Of A Prince
by Laura Spudzmom
Chapter 14
Carlisle had some errands to take care of today and he found himself feeling grateful for that. The tension in the house was thick due to the argument that took place the previous night and his wife was once again very upset with him.
He knew why of course. He had let his pride and lack of patience override good sense once again and had given voice to some of his inner-most thoughts and points of resentment.
But despite all of that, he couldn't deny that he had gleaned some small satisfaction from finally placing some blame on someone else's shoulders besides his own, even if those shoulders were those of an eight year old boy from years ago.
He also had some fresh resentment of his own to deal with. He couldn't escape the feeling that he'd been robbed of years of knowing his loving son Peter.
All the struggle, strife and heartache over Jasper when Peter was out there all alone and they just never knew, and all because of Jasper. He clenched his jaw in frustration. It was just one more thing between the two of them.
Sighing, he shook himself from these negative thoughts and went to find Peter. He thought he would invite him along and try to get to know him better while exposing him to new things to get him acclimated to living among people. Maybe then they could enroll him in school and he could have at least one or two years of his childhood being just a normal kid.
Heading downstairs, he noticed Jasper coming in from the back and kept his distance. He simply couldn't deal with any more drama any time soon.
He watched on as Esme approached and spoke to him and then followed him upstairs.
Breathing a sigh of relief, he made his way into the living room where he found his son engaged in learning to play video games with Emmett.
His son saw him first and smiled widely. "Papa, look at this! These games are amazing! Emmett was just showing me how to kill people in this one. And you get more points for killing the ones in the cars with the flashing lights! What are they called again Emmett? The five -oh?"
Rosalie and Alice both rolled their eyes and Emmett gave Carlisle a sheepish smile.
"Uh, they're called police officers Peter, and remember this is just a game. We don't do any of this in real life."
Peter nodded seriously. "Okay, I'll remember." He looked at Carlisle again. "Anyway, it's a very fun game, you should try it. Maybe you can play it with me some time!"
Carlisle smiled at his son. "Yes perhaps son. But for now, I came to see if you would like to take a ride with me and get some errands done? That way, you can see the town we live in and start getting use to all of the different people. Maybe then, you can go to school when it begins, depending upon how you do around all of the people.
Would you like to go to school with the others Peter?"
He watched as his sons eyes widened. "Really? I would love that! I've always wanted to ever since I read about school in a book that Jasper found in one our scavenging trips. It sounds amazing, being able to learn about all those different subjects and being with all the other kids."
Carlisle laughed. "Well then, let's go and see how you do shall we?"
Peter got up and handed the controller back to Emmett. "Thanks for teaching me and letting me play Emmett. It was great."
"Any time little brother. I'm always around."
Alice looked up from her magazine she was reading. "Peter, if everything goes well today, we'll go to Seattle tomorrow and get all your shopping done. You need a wardrobe after all, and all the other things for school."
She turned to Rosalie. "Do you two want to go with?" Rose shrugged while flipping pages.
"Yeah, sure. We may as well drag Edward too. Otherwise he'll stay sequestered in his room with his music."
She smirked and looked at Carlisle.
"Should we invite Jasper? I mean, the boy doesn't need clothes, that's for sure. It's amazing what living in a castle and being a Prince can do for ones wardrobe. But he may need all the other stuff."
Carlisle frowned and glanced at Peter who was watching him closely.
"Yes of course Rose. We wouldn't want him left out. I'm just not sure if he had other plans, but you should check with him at least."
Carlisle was relieved to see a smile now on Peters face. It was now clear that he would have to be very careful in his treatment of Jasper as far as Peter was concerned. He wouldn't want Peter to begin suspecting that he had anything less than charitable feelings for his other son.
Once in the car, Carlisle decided to bring up a topic that he was dreading. Peter's meal of choice. He knew that he had survived on a purely human blood diet since birth, but he really wanted his son to adopt his life style and that meant a change in diet to animal blood.
"Peter son, I need to speak to you about a very important issue that needs to be resolved sooner rather than later."
He watched as his son turned toward him in the seat.
"Okay, you have my full attention. Jasper always said that when he says something is serious, that I should give him my full attention and something being important means the same as it being serious, right?"
Carlisle smiled and glanced from the road to his son and back.
"That's right son, it does. I wanted to speak to you about your diet. You see son, your mother and i survive on a diet of nothing but animal blood, as does the entire family. It would please me greatly Peter if you would adopt our diet also. You see son, killing people is very wrong and that's why we don't do it. Humans have souls and are considered higher beings because of it whereas animals don't have souls and so killing them is more acceptable.
Humans have families that will miss them if they die. Do you understand son?"
He looked at his son and couldn't help but compare this conversation to one he had had with Jasper many years ago and the differences between them.
Jasper had been quick witted and challenging with his questions and answers, painting Carlisle into a philosophical corner that he couldn't escape. Peter, on the other hand looked to be mulling over the information very carefully.
And then he spoke. "If that's what you want me to do, then I will. Jasper always said that it didn't matter because killing is killing, and we have to do it to live, just like the wolf kills the rabbit or the bobcat kills the bird. But if you say it's wrong, then I won't do it any more. The only thing is that we tried it before when the hunters and hikers had to stay away because of the weather, and it tasted really bad. I didn't like it and neither did my brother. We had to go out further to find hunters and hikers during those times and we even went into some small towns a few times."
He smiled widely. "We got some really great stuff in the towns. And we were too fast for them. They never even saw us, otherwise Jasper would have made sure they died. We could never let them see us."
He shrugged and looked out the side window as if lost in thought and Carlisle thought he probably was; remembering a time when his brother had still been with him. He looked sad.
"What's wrong son? Why are you sad?"
Peter turned from the window and stared into his lap.
"Just remembering. That last trip into a town for clothes was right before you came and took my brother because I didn't warn him in time. Just like It's my fault he got shot. I was always letting him down, but he always forgave me and loved me anyway even when he almost died. I don't want to lose my brother Papa, and you don't like him very much. I can tell. I can feel it."
This information startled Carlisle. He hadn't realized that Peter's ability was similar to Jaspers in being able to feel emotion from people. He had assumed that he merely had the ability to make others happy since that was the only emotion that he could influence unlike Jasper who could manifest and project just about any emotion you could think of. Now he knew that he would have to be extra careful with not only what he said but what he felt around his sensitive son.
"Peter son, it's not that I don't like or love Jasper, it's that we are at odds at the moment and when two people aren't getting along, they can have very negative feelings towards each other while still loving each other. Do you understand?"
Peter eyed his father skeptically.
He could feel when someone didn't love someone else, even when that person was mad at the other. After all, his brother used to get mad at him a lot, but he always loved him underneath it all.
He could feel none of that where his father and brother were concerned. Still, he merely smiled and nodded at his father.
"Sure I do."
He would let it lie for now. At least until things calmed down. He didn't like conflict in the least and just wanted things to settle so that so many in the household weren't angry all the time.
Their first stop was a book store and Peter was eager to get inside.
"Papa, can I get a book here? I mean, without stealing it?"
He hung his head as Carlisle looked over at him. He felt his fathers fingers under his chin and looked over at him.
"Peter, you never have to steal again, alright? All you need do is ask for what you want or need. Don't ever hesitate to let us know if you want something, alright son? We'll get it for you."
Carlisle laughed quietly as his son's eyes lit up and a wide smile fairly took over his face.
"Alright, I'll let you know. Today, I just want to get one book. That will be enough for me."
Carlisle nodded. "Well let's go then."
Peter was amazed at all of the many books that were available. It was a bit overwhelming if he were to be honest. Basically he was at a loss as to which book to get. He was just walking around the end of a shelf when he bumped into the back of a girl with long brown hair and he backed up shyly. "Oh, I'm sorry."
Bella was just reading the jacket of a book she'd been wanting when she was jostled from behind. Then she heard a voice that was vaguely familiar apologizing.
Turning, she gasped. There he was. The one who had consumed her thoughts and dreams since their meeting in the little park at the trail head.
She blushed just thinking of it now.
"No, that's okay. I shouldn't have been standing where I was to begin with."
He looked up and smiled and her breath caught.
God he was beautiful for a boy. He wasn't feminine in any way, all hard plains and svelte muscle, but still…..beautiful was the word that came to mind, especially when he had that smile on his face.
She finally realized that he was looking at her with a puzzled expression on his face and she shook herself from her reflections. "I'm sorry, did you say something?"
He laughed lightly and nodded. "I said that you look very familiar to me. Didn't we meet when you were camping with your dad and you hurt your ankle?"
She crossed her arms over her chest and furrowed her brow.
"Oh so now you remember? And I thought we were going to reminisce 'all I want' when we got to school? And is that really all you remember about me? Really?"
Peter was now very confused. It seemed like this girl was upset with him. "Are you mad at me for something?"
He dropped his head sadly. He couldn't stand it when anyone was mad at him, not that he had much experience with anyone being that way with him besides his brother, but still he didn't like it at all.
Bella watched as he seemed to wilt and fold in on himself emotionally and her heart clenched. This seemed so far from the battery display "asshole"or the deliciously dominant but gentle "park" boy that she was at a loss as to what to say or do, but she felt terrible for making him look so sad.
"Look, I'm sorry okay? I was just expecting you to be the way you were before and so I'm a little defensive. Don't worry, I'm not really mad at you. Just stop switching up personalities on me, okay?"
She laughed and he came to life once again, radiant smile and all.
"Okay, it's a deal." He stuck out his hand and they shook.
It seemed that deal making was to be their 'thing', and she smiled at the thought.
Peter heard his father calling him and turned back to Bella. "I gotta go, but maybe I'll see you around school?"
She nodded. "Yep, I'll be there. Maybe we'll have some classes together."
He smiled. "I hope so, then you can sit next to me."
He turned and waved before disappearing around the shelf.
She shook her head.
She'd never met someone that could be so different from one meeting to the next.
She smiled to herself. She had to admit though that she really liked aspects of everything she'd seen from him thus far.
She shivered pleasantly at her thoughts.
She especially liked the dominant but tender boy from the little park. She smirked. So far, he was her favorite.
~o0o~
Jasper pulled into the lot and hopped out of his car. He needed to pick up supplies for this waste of time that would be his school year here in soggy Forks.
He sighed. Maybe it wouldn't be a total bore. He could certainly kill some time "instructing" the battery girl after all.
He smirked at the thought. Yeah, that could definitely prove to be entertaining.
He was almost to the front of the building when he heard voices; one male and one distressed sounding female, arguing quietly. He could just pick up what was being said.
"Look Jacob, I told you that I'm not interested in you that way. We don't even really know each other and I'm not interested in changing that any time soon so let go of my arm damn it!"
"Bella, we've known each other for years now! Our fathers are best friends. It only makes sense for you to be my girlfriend. It's not like you have any one else and you need someone to protect you, in this town especially. I can be that for you."
"I told you I'm not interested, so let me go!
Jasper had heard enough. He might be what some considered a womanizer, but he couldn't stand for guys to bully girls. His father had raised him with the manners of old world royalty after all and Jasper had taken his instruction to heart. He'd never forced or coerced a girl or woman to be with him and he never would.
He smirked. There had never been a shortage of willing females where he was concerned and he didn't see that changing any time soon.
He heard it then; a viscous slap and a gasp. Quickening his pace, he rounded the corner to see the battery girl, her head down, hand holding her cheek as she still struggled to free herself from the grasp of a tall, muscled, dark skinned boy.
Jasper wrinkled his nose. A boy that smelled rather repulsive.
"I suggest you let her go before I do something that I won't regret in the least."
He smirked at stinky boy just as the girls head whipped up to look at him with surprised relief on her face.
Stinky boy had the nerve to snarl at him and Jasper raised a brow in challenge just before grinning widely.
"Well okay then. Let's have some fun, shall we?"
He was pushing up his sleeves, seemingly not paying attention when stinky boy shoved the girl away and charged him.
Still lazily pushing up the other sleeve, he neatly sidestepped at the very last split second causing stinky to slam into the side of the brick building.
"Wow, that looked painful." He said in mock concern. "You should really be more careful about flinging yourself around in such a manner."
Stinky simply snarled again and charged and this time Jasper caught him by the throat, icy death in his eyes; his face a deadly calm.
He squeezed ever so slightly and stinky struggled, his snarl gone and a panicked look in it's place as he struggled to breathe.
Jasper spoke quietly but firmly. "Now, you're going to leave this girl alone. And you're never going to try and force any girl into anything she doesn't want to do, you got that? Because if I find out that you have, we'll be having another meeting such as this one, but I won't be letting you walk away. Is that clear?"
Stinky nodded as best he could and Jasper gave him a light toss and watched as he scrambled up and ran off.
Walking over to Battery girl, he held out his hand to help her up and then pulled her close, drying her tears. "You want to come with me for a while to calm down?"
She just nodded and laid her head against his chest.
He walked her to his car and helped her in.
Once they were on the road, he looked over at her. "So, friend of yours?"
She shook her head. "He's the son of my dad's best friend. We knew each other as toddlers but I haven't really seen him in years and don't really know him. I'd like it to stay that way now."
Jasper nodded slowly. "Understandable."
Bella watched him as he drove. She'd never been happier to see someone as she had in that parking lot and she noticed that , yet again, his demeanor was very different. She marveled at his ability to change so drastically in so short a time.
She also noticed that his shirt was different but shrugged it off. People change shirts all the time after all due to many different reasons. For all she knows, he could have spilled on it at lunch.
"Where are we going?"
She was merely curious. She found to her surprise, that she trusted him. She didn't feel threatened or worried in the least and she shrugged mentally at the peculiarity of that. She was always pretty suspicious by nature and always had been. She joked with Charlie that it was due to the "cop" genes she'd inherited from him that made her so.
He gave her a sidelong glance. "My place. That okay?"
She nodded and looked out the side window. "Yeah, I was just curious. For some strange reason, I trust you."
She shrugged one shoulder and looked at him before falling silent once again. The rest of the drive was quiet; both lost in their thoughts.
Jasper pulled into the little covered parking spot beside the cottage and opened her door for her as she took in her surroundings.
She smiled. "I like it. It's very quaint."
He curled his lip a bit in distaste. "Yes." He drawled. "Certainly not what I'm used to."
"What do you mean?" She eyed him as they made their way inside.
"Nothing much. Lets just say it's much smaller than my home."
Shrugging, she didn't question him further.
He'd tell her if and when he was comfortable doing so one day. She wasn't into prying information from people.
She hated it when people did that to her after all.
He gestured at the couch. "Have a seat while I get you some ice for your face."
Reaching her hand to her cheek, she was surprised to feel a bit of swelling there.
She shuddered at the thought of what Jacob was capable of and what he might have done had she not been rescued so handily.
She was then ashamed to realize that she hadn't even thanked him yet and was startled that she still didn't know his name.
Shit, she was really dropping the ball here so to speak. Some cops daughter she was.
He came back with a bag of crushed ice wrapped in a towel and laid it gently on her cheek.
She watched him as he studied her cheek, gently holding the ice to it and she noticed the many colors that made up his eyes. They were gorgeous and then she found herself held in their gaze as if he had heard the comment in that moment.
She didn't look away.
"I didn't thank you for rescuing me." She said quietly. He remained silent, their gazes still locked. "So, thank you." Her eyes dropped down to his lips.
She found herself wanting to taste them again, so she leaned forward and gently kissed him, her tongue peeking out to swipe gently at his top lip as she gently sucked on the silky plumpness of it.
Laying the ice aside, Jasper wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in closer, deepening the kiss. Her mouth opened to him and their tongues met; hers tentative, his more bold as he tasted her. She breathed out a breathy little moan as he backed off to suck at her bottom lip, giving it a small nip with his teeth before moving back in to plunder her mouth fully once more; tasting and teasing.
Breaking the kiss, he stood and held a hand out to her. She looked at it for just a moment, biting her bottom lip in uncertainty. Then she looked up at him and took his hand; her decision made.
~o0o~
Lemon Alert
~o0o~
He lead her into his bedroom neither speaking a word as they slowly undressed each other, exchanging languid kisses and caresses as they went.
He took her hand to lead her to the bed and noticed it was shaking.
Tilting her head up with his fingers under her chin he kissed her gently, murmuring against her lips "Don't be afraid. I'll take care of you."
She nodded, her eyes tightly closed and he chucked her under her chin gently until she met his gaze. "We don't have to do this you know? If you're not ready, just say so. I've never forced anyone and I'm not about to start now."
She shook her head slightly. "No, I want this, now, with you. It feels right. I'm just nervous."
He nodded, leaning down to place a tender kiss just at the corner of her mouth, continuing a butterfly soft trail down her jaw to her neck just as one hand found her breast and began caressing it, fingertips rolling the hardening bud into a taut peak. She moaned at the sensation, pressing herself closer; feeling his hot, hard erection against her belly.
He backed her up to the bed, taking her into his arms and lifting her to lay in the middle.
Lying next to her, he pulled her close and kissed her as he ran his hand down her side. Hooking her leg over his waist, his head dipped down, lips surrounding the taut peak he found there, firmly sucking it in, velvet hot tongue swirling over the hardened bud.
She moaned out, burying her hands in his blond curls as her hips bucked forward, searching for friction.
She felt his hand then, gliding up her leg to her center. She gasped and then moaned as she felt two of his long perfect fingers slide into her just as his thumb began to circle her clit
"Oh yesss" she moaned. "Oh god. Please don't stop."
He smiled against her breast as he found that special spot within her and lightly pressed and stroked it as he trailed his kisses back up to find her lips once again sucking her bottom lip into his mouth before covering hers fully, kissing her deeply with passion, his tongue stroking hers.
He broke the kiss gently, resting his head against hers as she panted and moaned while rocking her hips into his hand.
"That's it baby, let go and come for me now." He whispered.
He kissed her again and she met him eagerly as Jasper swallowed her groans as her orgasm rushed from her center suffusing her body with ecstasy as he continued to ease her through it with those talented fingers.
He slid his fingers out then as he moved to cover her, his lips trailing down her neck.
Reaching down, he placed first one leg and then the other around his waist, meeting her eyes.
Smoothing some stray hair back while caressing her face he murmured. "Are you sure?"
"Yes." She breathed. "Yes, I want this with you more than anything."
He kissed her sweetly then, nipping and suckling at her sweet candy mouth as he began to become one with her in body.
Tears misted his eyes and he felt his heart pang as he seated himself within her and he had to wonder at it.
He'd never felt this way and he knew deep down in his soul that this was very different.
He shushed her and dried the two single tears that traced from her eyes onto the pillow as she met his eyes.
"It's okay beautiful girl." He whispered out as he held himself still.
He realized as they gazed at each other in that moment that they were connecting on a much deeper level than physically, and his eyes teared up as he kissed her again and began to move within her.
She gasped at the silky hardness of him filling her completely, the feelings being evoked by him on a much deeper level than merely the physical. She felt him in her very soul and her heart soared as she wrapped him in her arms nuzzling his neck to hide the tears in her eyes; tears of deep joy and not pain.
They soared together, higher than either had ever been and met their completion, mouths exchanging their gasped out breath before locking once again in passion, making love to each other in every way possible, guiding each other through their ecstasy only to glide back down to the present, both with looks of wonder in their eyes.
Jasper rolled them both to their sides still tangled together in silent awe of what they had just experienced.
Bella broke that silence moments later as she lay with her head on his chest, him running his fingers softly through her hair.
"So," she almost whispered out, "it might be a good idea if we knew each others names."
They both laughed together quietly in the dying light of the day.
Carlisle had some errands to take care of today and he found himself feeling grateful for that. The tension in the house was thick due to the argument that took place the previous night and his wife was once again very upset with him.
He knew why of course. He had let his pride and lack of patience override good sense once again and had given voice to some of his inner-most thoughts and points of resentment.
But despite all of that, he couldn't deny that he had gleaned some small satisfaction from finally placing some blame on someone else's shoulders besides his own, even if those shoulders were those of an eight year old boy from years ago.
He also had some fresh resentment of his own to deal with. He couldn't escape the feeling that he'd been robbed of years of knowing his loving son Peter.
All the struggle, strife and heartache over Jasper when Peter was out there all alone and they just never knew, and all because of Jasper. He clenched his jaw in frustration. It was just one more thing between the two of them.
Sighing, he shook himself from these negative thoughts and went to find Peter. He thought he would invite him along and try to get to know him better while exposing him to new things to get him acclimated to living among people. Maybe then they could enroll him in school and he could have at least one or two years of his childhood being just a normal kid.
Heading downstairs, he noticed Jasper coming in from the back and kept his distance. He simply couldn't deal with any more drama any time soon.
He watched on as Esme approached and spoke to him and then followed him upstairs.
Breathing a sigh of relief, he made his way into the living room where he found his son engaged in learning to play video games with Emmett.
His son saw him first and smiled widely. "Papa, look at this! These games are amazing! Emmett was just showing me how to kill people in this one. And you get more points for killing the ones in the cars with the flashing lights! What are they called again Emmett? The five -oh?"
Rosalie and Alice both rolled their eyes and Emmett gave Carlisle a sheepish smile.
"Uh, they're called police officers Peter, and remember this is just a game. We don't do any of this in real life."
Peter nodded seriously. "Okay, I'll remember." He looked at Carlisle again. "Anyway, it's a very fun game, you should try it. Maybe you can play it with me some time!"
Carlisle smiled at his son. "Yes perhaps son. But for now, I came to see if you would like to take a ride with me and get some errands done? That way, you can see the town we live in and start getting use to all of the different people. Maybe then, you can go to school when it begins, depending upon how you do around all of the people.
Would you like to go to school with the others Peter?"
He watched as his sons eyes widened. "Really? I would love that! I've always wanted to ever since I read about school in a book that Jasper found in one our scavenging trips. It sounds amazing, being able to learn about all those different subjects and being with all the other kids."
Carlisle laughed. "Well then, let's go and see how you do shall we?"
Peter got up and handed the controller back to Emmett. "Thanks for teaching me and letting me play Emmett. It was great."
"Any time little brother. I'm always around."
Alice looked up from her magazine she was reading. "Peter, if everything goes well today, we'll go to Seattle tomorrow and get all your shopping done. You need a wardrobe after all, and all the other things for school."
She turned to Rosalie. "Do you two want to go with?" Rose shrugged while flipping pages.
"Yeah, sure. We may as well drag Edward too. Otherwise he'll stay sequestered in his room with his music."
She smirked and looked at Carlisle.
"Should we invite Jasper? I mean, the boy doesn't need clothes, that's for sure. It's amazing what living in a castle and being a Prince can do for ones wardrobe. But he may need all the other stuff."
Carlisle frowned and glanced at Peter who was watching him closely.
"Yes of course Rose. We wouldn't want him left out. I'm just not sure if he had other plans, but you should check with him at least."
Carlisle was relieved to see a smile now on Peters face. It was now clear that he would have to be very careful in his treatment of Jasper as far as Peter was concerned. He wouldn't want Peter to begin suspecting that he had anything less than charitable feelings for his other son.
Once in the car, Carlisle decided to bring up a topic that he was dreading. Peter's meal of choice. He knew that he had survived on a purely human blood diet since birth, but he really wanted his son to adopt his life style and that meant a change in diet to animal blood.
"Peter son, I need to speak to you about a very important issue that needs to be resolved sooner rather than later."
He watched as his son turned toward him in the seat.
"Okay, you have my full attention. Jasper always said that when he says something is serious, that I should give him my full attention and something being important means the same as it being serious, right?"
Carlisle smiled and glanced from the road to his son and back.
"That's right son, it does. I wanted to speak to you about your diet. You see son, your mother and i survive on a diet of nothing but animal blood, as does the entire family. It would please me greatly Peter if you would adopt our diet also. You see son, killing people is very wrong and that's why we don't do it. Humans have souls and are considered higher beings because of it whereas animals don't have souls and so killing them is more acceptable.
Humans have families that will miss them if they die. Do you understand son?"
He looked at his son and couldn't help but compare this conversation to one he had had with Jasper many years ago and the differences between them.
Jasper had been quick witted and challenging with his questions and answers, painting Carlisle into a philosophical corner that he couldn't escape. Peter, on the other hand looked to be mulling over the information very carefully.
And then he spoke. "If that's what you want me to do, then I will. Jasper always said that it didn't matter because killing is killing, and we have to do it to live, just like the wolf kills the rabbit or the bobcat kills the bird. But if you say it's wrong, then I won't do it any more. The only thing is that we tried it before when the hunters and hikers had to stay away because of the weather, and it tasted really bad. I didn't like it and neither did my brother. We had to go out further to find hunters and hikers during those times and we even went into some small towns a few times."
He smiled widely. "We got some really great stuff in the towns. And we were too fast for them. They never even saw us, otherwise Jasper would have made sure they died. We could never let them see us."
He shrugged and looked out the side window as if lost in thought and Carlisle thought he probably was; remembering a time when his brother had still been with him. He looked sad.
"What's wrong son? Why are you sad?"
Peter turned from the window and stared into his lap.
"Just remembering. That last trip into a town for clothes was right before you came and took my brother because I didn't warn him in time. Just like It's my fault he got shot. I was always letting him down, but he always forgave me and loved me anyway even when he almost died. I don't want to lose my brother Papa, and you don't like him very much. I can tell. I can feel it."
This information startled Carlisle. He hadn't realized that Peter's ability was similar to Jaspers in being able to feel emotion from people. He had assumed that he merely had the ability to make others happy since that was the only emotion that he could influence unlike Jasper who could manifest and project just about any emotion you could think of. Now he knew that he would have to be extra careful with not only what he said but what he felt around his sensitive son.
"Peter son, it's not that I don't like or love Jasper, it's that we are at odds at the moment and when two people aren't getting along, they can have very negative feelings towards each other while still loving each other. Do you understand?"
Peter eyed his father skeptically.
He could feel when someone didn't love someone else, even when that person was mad at the other. After all, his brother used to get mad at him a lot, but he always loved him underneath it all.
He could feel none of that where his father and brother were concerned. Still, he merely smiled and nodded at his father.
"Sure I do."
He would let it lie for now. At least until things calmed down. He didn't like conflict in the least and just wanted things to settle so that so many in the household weren't angry all the time.
Their first stop was a book store and Peter was eager to get inside.
"Papa, can I get a book here? I mean, without stealing it?"
He hung his head as Carlisle looked over at him. He felt his fathers fingers under his chin and looked over at him.
"Peter, you never have to steal again, alright? All you need do is ask for what you want or need. Don't ever hesitate to let us know if you want something, alright son? We'll get it for you."
Carlisle laughed quietly as his son's eyes lit up and a wide smile fairly took over his face.
"Alright, I'll let you know. Today, I just want to get one book. That will be enough for me."
Carlisle nodded. "Well let's go then."
Peter was amazed at all of the many books that were available. It was a bit overwhelming if he were to be honest. Basically he was at a loss as to which book to get. He was just walking around the end of a shelf when he bumped into the back of a girl with long brown hair and he backed up shyly. "Oh, I'm sorry."
Bella was just reading the jacket of a book she'd been wanting when she was jostled from behind. Then she heard a voice that was vaguely familiar apologizing.
Turning, she gasped. There he was. The one who had consumed her thoughts and dreams since their meeting in the little park at the trail head.
She blushed just thinking of it now.
"No, that's okay. I shouldn't have been standing where I was to begin with."
He looked up and smiled and her breath caught.
God he was beautiful for a boy. He wasn't feminine in any way, all hard plains and svelte muscle, but still…..beautiful was the word that came to mind, especially when he had that smile on his face.
She finally realized that he was looking at her with a puzzled expression on his face and she shook herself from her reflections. "I'm sorry, did you say something?"
He laughed lightly and nodded. "I said that you look very familiar to me. Didn't we meet when you were camping with your dad and you hurt your ankle?"
She crossed her arms over her chest and furrowed her brow.
"Oh so now you remember? And I thought we were going to reminisce 'all I want' when we got to school? And is that really all you remember about me? Really?"
Peter was now very confused. It seemed like this girl was upset with him. "Are you mad at me for something?"
He dropped his head sadly. He couldn't stand it when anyone was mad at him, not that he had much experience with anyone being that way with him besides his brother, but still he didn't like it at all.
Bella watched as he seemed to wilt and fold in on himself emotionally and her heart clenched. This seemed so far from the battery display "asshole"or the deliciously dominant but gentle "park" boy that she was at a loss as to what to say or do, but she felt terrible for making him look so sad.
"Look, I'm sorry okay? I was just expecting you to be the way you were before and so I'm a little defensive. Don't worry, I'm not really mad at you. Just stop switching up personalities on me, okay?"
She laughed and he came to life once again, radiant smile and all.
"Okay, it's a deal." He stuck out his hand and they shook.
It seemed that deal making was to be their 'thing', and she smiled at the thought.
Peter heard his father calling him and turned back to Bella. "I gotta go, but maybe I'll see you around school?"
She nodded. "Yep, I'll be there. Maybe we'll have some classes together."
He smiled. "I hope so, then you can sit next to me."
He turned and waved before disappearing around the shelf.
She shook her head.
She'd never met someone that could be so different from one meeting to the next.
She smiled to herself. She had to admit though that she really liked aspects of everything she'd seen from him thus far.
She shivered pleasantly at her thoughts.
She especially liked the dominant but tender boy from the little park. She smirked. So far, he was her favorite.
~o0o~
Jasper pulled into the lot and hopped out of his car. He needed to pick up supplies for this waste of time that would be his school year here in soggy Forks.
He sighed. Maybe it wouldn't be a total bore. He could certainly kill some time "instructing" the battery girl after all.
He smirked at the thought. Yeah, that could definitely prove to be entertaining.
He was almost to the front of the building when he heard voices; one male and one distressed sounding female, arguing quietly. He could just pick up what was being said.
"Look Jacob, I told you that I'm not interested in you that way. We don't even really know each other and I'm not interested in changing that any time soon so let go of my arm damn it!"
"Bella, we've known each other for years now! Our fathers are best friends. It only makes sense for you to be my girlfriend. It's not like you have any one else and you need someone to protect you, in this town especially. I can be that for you."
"I told you I'm not interested, so let me go!
Jasper had heard enough. He might be what some considered a womanizer, but he couldn't stand for guys to bully girls. His father had raised him with the manners of old world royalty after all and Jasper had taken his instruction to heart. He'd never forced or coerced a girl or woman to be with him and he never would.
He smirked. There had never been a shortage of willing females where he was concerned and he didn't see that changing any time soon.
He heard it then; a viscous slap and a gasp. Quickening his pace, he rounded the corner to see the battery girl, her head down, hand holding her cheek as she still struggled to free herself from the grasp of a tall, muscled, dark skinned boy.
Jasper wrinkled his nose. A boy that smelled rather repulsive.
"I suggest you let her go before I do something that I won't regret in the least."
He smirked at stinky boy just as the girls head whipped up to look at him with surprised relief on her face.
Stinky boy had the nerve to snarl at him and Jasper raised a brow in challenge just before grinning widely.
"Well okay then. Let's have some fun, shall we?"
He was pushing up his sleeves, seemingly not paying attention when stinky boy shoved the girl away and charged him.
Still lazily pushing up the other sleeve, he neatly sidestepped at the very last split second causing stinky to slam into the side of the brick building.
"Wow, that looked painful." He said in mock concern. "You should really be more careful about flinging yourself around in such a manner."
Stinky simply snarled again and charged and this time Jasper caught him by the throat, icy death in his eyes; his face a deadly calm.
He squeezed ever so slightly and stinky struggled, his snarl gone and a panicked look in it's place as he struggled to breathe.
Jasper spoke quietly but firmly. "Now, you're going to leave this girl alone. And you're never going to try and force any girl into anything she doesn't want to do, you got that? Because if I find out that you have, we'll be having another meeting such as this one, but I won't be letting you walk away. Is that clear?"
Stinky nodded as best he could and Jasper gave him a light toss and watched as he scrambled up and ran off.
Walking over to Battery girl, he held out his hand to help her up and then pulled her close, drying her tears. "You want to come with me for a while to calm down?"
She just nodded and laid her head against his chest.
He walked her to his car and helped her in.
Once they were on the road, he looked over at her. "So, friend of yours?"
She shook her head. "He's the son of my dad's best friend. We knew each other as toddlers but I haven't really seen him in years and don't really know him. I'd like it to stay that way now."
Jasper nodded slowly. "Understandable."
Bella watched him as he drove. She'd never been happier to see someone as she had in that parking lot and she noticed that , yet again, his demeanor was very different. She marveled at his ability to change so drastically in so short a time.
She also noticed that his shirt was different but shrugged it off. People change shirts all the time after all due to many different reasons. For all she knows, he could have spilled on it at lunch.
"Where are we going?"
She was merely curious. She found to her surprise, that she trusted him. She didn't feel threatened or worried in the least and she shrugged mentally at the peculiarity of that. She was always pretty suspicious by nature and always had been. She joked with Charlie that it was due to the "cop" genes she'd inherited from him that made her so.
He gave her a sidelong glance. "My place. That okay?"
She nodded and looked out the side window. "Yeah, I was just curious. For some strange reason, I trust you."
She shrugged one shoulder and looked at him before falling silent once again. The rest of the drive was quiet; both lost in their thoughts.
Jasper pulled into the little covered parking spot beside the cottage and opened her door for her as she took in her surroundings.
She smiled. "I like it. It's very quaint."
He curled his lip a bit in distaste. "Yes." He drawled. "Certainly not what I'm used to."
"What do you mean?" She eyed him as they made their way inside.
"Nothing much. Lets just say it's much smaller than my home."
Shrugging, she didn't question him further.
He'd tell her if and when he was comfortable doing so one day. She wasn't into prying information from people.
She hated it when people did that to her after all.
He gestured at the couch. "Have a seat while I get you some ice for your face."
Reaching her hand to her cheek, she was surprised to feel a bit of swelling there.
She shuddered at the thought of what Jacob was capable of and what he might have done had she not been rescued so handily.
She was then ashamed to realize that she hadn't even thanked him yet and was startled that she still didn't know his name.
Shit, she was really dropping the ball here so to speak. Some cops daughter she was.
He came back with a bag of crushed ice wrapped in a towel and laid it gently on her cheek.
She watched him as he studied her cheek, gently holding the ice to it and she noticed the many colors that made up his eyes. They were gorgeous and then she found herself held in their gaze as if he had heard the comment in that moment.
She didn't look away.
"I didn't thank you for rescuing me." She said quietly. He remained silent, their gazes still locked. "So, thank you." Her eyes dropped down to his lips.
She found herself wanting to taste them again, so she leaned forward and gently kissed him, her tongue peeking out to swipe gently at his top lip as she gently sucked on the silky plumpness of it.
Laying the ice aside, Jasper wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in closer, deepening the kiss. Her mouth opened to him and their tongues met; hers tentative, his more bold as he tasted her. She breathed out a breathy little moan as he backed off to suck at her bottom lip, giving it a small nip with his teeth before moving back in to plunder her mouth fully once more; tasting and teasing.
Breaking the kiss, he stood and held a hand out to her. She looked at it for just a moment, biting her bottom lip in uncertainty. Then she looked up at him and took his hand; her decision made.
~o0o~
Lemon Alert
~o0o~
He lead her into his bedroom neither speaking a word as they slowly undressed each other, exchanging languid kisses and caresses as they went.
He took her hand to lead her to the bed and noticed it was shaking.
Tilting her head up with his fingers under her chin he kissed her gently, murmuring against her lips "Don't be afraid. I'll take care of you."
She nodded, her eyes tightly closed and he chucked her under her chin gently until she met his gaze. "We don't have to do this you know? If you're not ready, just say so. I've never forced anyone and I'm not about to start now."
She shook her head slightly. "No, I want this, now, with you. It feels right. I'm just nervous."
He nodded, leaning down to place a tender kiss just at the corner of her mouth, continuing a butterfly soft trail down her jaw to her neck just as one hand found her breast and began caressing it, fingertips rolling the hardening bud into a taut peak. She moaned at the sensation, pressing herself closer; feeling his hot, hard erection against her belly.
He backed her up to the bed, taking her into his arms and lifting her to lay in the middle.
Lying next to her, he pulled her close and kissed her as he ran his hand down her side. Hooking her leg over his waist, his head dipped down, lips surrounding the taut peak he found there, firmly sucking it in, velvet hot tongue swirling over the hardened bud.
She moaned out, burying her hands in his blond curls as her hips bucked forward, searching for friction.
She felt his hand then, gliding up her leg to her center. She gasped and then moaned as she felt two of his long perfect fingers slide into her just as his thumb began to circle her clit
"Oh yesss" she moaned. "Oh god. Please don't stop."
He smiled against her breast as he found that special spot within her and lightly pressed and stroked it as he trailed his kisses back up to find her lips once again sucking her bottom lip into his mouth before covering hers fully, kissing her deeply with passion, his tongue stroking hers.
He broke the kiss gently, resting his head against hers as she panted and moaned while rocking her hips into his hand.
"That's it baby, let go and come for me now." He whispered.
He kissed her again and she met him eagerly as Jasper swallowed her groans as her orgasm rushed from her center suffusing her body with ecstasy as he continued to ease her through it with those talented fingers.
He slid his fingers out then as he moved to cover her, his lips trailing down her neck.
Reaching down, he placed first one leg and then the other around his waist, meeting her eyes.
Smoothing some stray hair back while caressing her face he murmured. "Are you sure?"
"Yes." She breathed. "Yes, I want this with you more than anything."
He kissed her sweetly then, nipping and suckling at her sweet candy mouth as he began to become one with her in body.
Tears misted his eyes and he felt his heart pang as he seated himself within her and he had to wonder at it.
He'd never felt this way and he knew deep down in his soul that this was very different.
He shushed her and dried the two single tears that traced from her eyes onto the pillow as she met his eyes.
"It's okay beautiful girl." He whispered out as he held himself still.
He realized as they gazed at each other in that moment that they were connecting on a much deeper level than physically, and his eyes teared up as he kissed her again and began to move within her.
She gasped at the silky hardness of him filling her completely, the feelings being evoked by him on a much deeper level than merely the physical. She felt him in her very soul and her heart soared as she wrapped him in her arms nuzzling his neck to hide the tears in her eyes; tears of deep joy and not pain.
They soared together, higher than either had ever been and met their completion, mouths exchanging their gasped out breath before locking once again in passion, making love to each other in every way possible, guiding each other through their ecstasy only to glide back down to the present, both with looks of wonder in their eyes.
Jasper rolled them both to their sides still tangled together in silent awe of what they had just experienced.
Bella broke that silence moments later as she lay with her head on his chest, him running his fingers softly through her hair.
"So," she almost whispered out, "it might be a good idea if we knew each others names."
They both laughed together quietly in the dying light of the day.
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