He walked in the door, and I could hardly believe it was real. I had seen this moment so many times throughout my life as a vampire, it was hard to make myself realize that this was actually happening, it was real this time. I wasn't seeing it. I reflected on all of the visions (which felt like memories) of us through the years to come. Of him. Of me. Of us. All of these thoughts passed through my mind as he crossed the room slowly, deliberately walking at a human speed as he had billions of times before in my head. I slid down from the chair and met him a few feet from where I'd been sitting.
"You kept me waiting long enough." I said, hands on my hips, wondering what he would make of this sentence. I had just decided to say it as it was coming out of my mouth, so I had no idea how he would react. I wanted this to be different than all the times before.
He just tipped his hat, smiling faintly, and said, "My apologies, ma'am." with a southern accent I had not anticipated. It's gentlemanly charm threw me off. This was definitely different.
The flaw in my omniscience is that I can only see things once they are decided, and sometimes I just don't see certain things. It appeared that I hadn't seen a lot about him (I still didn't know his name), so this was a shock. A pleasing shock, yes, but still a shock.
"Forgive me, ma'am, but have we met?" He asked kindly.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm Alice Cul- Well, I'm Mary Alice Brandon right now, but I'll soon be Alice Cullen." I said, flustered by the major change of events that had recently occured. I enjoyed the feeling of spontaneity and not having any inkling of what would happen next. It exhilarated me.
"I'm not sure I understand." His presence made me feel intensely infatuated, and interested in everything coming out of his mouth. I could barely believe the feelings were mine. Another thing I hadn't seen. I enjoyed the complete mystery of my situation. I was going in blind.
"I'm a... well, you know. I'm like you. And some of us, our kind, can have special powers. I have a special power that helps me to see the future. But it's limited. For instance, I saw us meeting, talking, and living our lives, um, side by side," - I didn't want to tell him that we were lovers, I wanted him to fall in love first - "But I didn't see this specific conversation, and I'm not sure exactly which moments I am seeing are actually going to happen. The future is subjective, very reliant on decision making. If someone decides to do something as they do it, I have no forewarning. If the words said are spoken right as they come to mind, sorta like I'm doing right now, I have no clue what will come out." I cut myself off, sure my uncharacteristically nervous ramblings would confuse him. But he just nodded like he's understood.
"I have a special power too." He told me. "I can feel and influence emotions. Sometimes when I feel somethin' really strongly myself, I accidentally make others feel it too." So that explained the weird not-my-own feeling.
"So you can sorta understand. You know, some of my visions are stronger, more probable, than others. I have this one recurring vision that's practically set in stone. It's us, joining a coven of vampires called the Cullens. They're not like us, they feed differently. Instead of drinking human blood, they drink the blood of animals. They're more humane. They call it vegetarianism. One day, we'll join them and become vegetarians ourselves." I hoped I wasn't scaring him with information overload. I seemed to have that effect on people a lot, the Too much information! All of that sentence just sailed over my head! look was commonly directed towards me. But he just nodded in understanding.
"Oh, I almost forgot. I'm Jasper Whitlock, pleasure to meet you." He took of his hat and held it to his chest as he bowed gentlemanly.
Jasper.
What a beautiful sound.
"The pleasure is mine." I curtsied, a shy smile on my face. Something about him made me revert back to the speaking style of this culture, and even before now, rather than speaking in a manner of 2000's manners (or lack thereof) and culture. This vampire brought out a side of me that no one, not even me, had seen before. Without the complete overconfidence of knowing someone's reaction to something before they knew it themselves, I was a shy, quirky, courteous girl. Some of this was probably just because of nerves and my pre-formed undying love for him.
"Should we go somewhere else to discuss what's happenin'? I'm still not sure I have a good grasp of the situation." His accent made me feel good. Suddenly, as I thought this, a vision of a song that would come out in the future came to mind. Music and dancing were visions of mine that were practically set in stone, unchanged by decisions and such. I could hear a song, or see a dance, long before the creator's great-great-grandparents ever thought of having a child. In that year, 1948, I heard songs from 2014. For example, the song that came to mind at that moment. It was called Boom Clap.
You're picture-perfect blue/Sunbathing under the moon/Stars shining as your bones illuminate/First kiss just like a drug/Under your influence/You take me over, you're the magic in my veins/This must be love
Boom clap, the sound of my heart/The beat goes on and on and on and on and/Boom clap, you make me feel good/Come on to me, come on to me now/Boom clap, the sound of my heart/The beat goes on and on and on and on and/Boom clap, you make me feel good/Come on to me, come on to me now
No silver or no gold/Could dress me up so good/You're the glitter in the darkness of my world/Just tell me what to do/I'll fall right into you/We're going under cast the spell, just say the word/I feel your love!
Boom clap, the sound of my heart/The beat goes on and on and on and on and/Boom clap, you make me feel good/Come on to me, come on to me now/Boom clap, the sound of my heart/The beat goes on and on and on and on and/Boom clap, you make me feel good/Come on to me, come on to me now
You are the light and I will follow/You let me lose my shadow/You are the sun, the glowing halo/And you keep burning me up with all your love, oh
Boom clap, the sound of my heart/The beat goes on and on and on and on and/Boom clap, you make me feel good/Come on to me, come on to me now/Boom clap, the sound of my heart/The beat goes on and on and on and on and/Boom clap, you make me feel good/Come on to me, come on to me now/Boom clap, the sound of my heart/The beat goes on and on and on and on and/Boom clap, you make me feel good/Come on to me, come on to me now/Boom clap, the sound of my heart/The beat goes on and on and on and on and/Boom clap, you make me feel good/Come on to me, come on to me now
"Alice?" Jasper asked. I liked the way he said my name.
"Oh," I tried to refocus, "Sorry."
"Not a problem. I know of a place where we can talk."
"Okay. Let's go." I tried very hard to make my feet move.
He chuckled softly and held out his hand. I took it, and he led me out of the diner.
YOU ARE READING
Love & War
FanfictionAlice Cullen and Jasper Hale. One of the most epic love stories in all of history, if you learn the details. A story surrounded by violent war on every corner. All is fair in love and war. (Companion novel to my yet unpublished stories, Lullaby a...
