The Destiny Concept | Jasper Hale

Chapter 19 ✔️

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—Althea
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"Althea? Althea? Althea, can you hear me?" A familiar voice rang in my head, accentuating the pain that blazed through my head. What the fuck?

"Christian?" I uttered out loud, barely coherent, though Jasper seemed to recognise what I said, leaving him with furrowed eyebrows as he wondered why I had said my fathers name.

"Yes, yes, thank God. I am sorry for what I am doing. I must speak to you and this is the only way." He spoke.

"That's okay, Chris, please just tell me." I pleaded, wanting nothing more than this pain to end.

"I do not think I will make it back to you, so I must warn you now that you are in danger." He spoke, his voice strained, obviously only having a limited amount of strength himself.

"What— what do you mean?" I let out a cry once my words fell from my lips, and all I could see was the concern and fear in Jasper's eyes as he held me close, knowing he could do nothing to stop this.

"You have something that they want, and they will do anything to take it. They have not been able to because I have been protecting you, but I will no longer be at your side, Althea. I'm so sorry. I love yo..." before I could reply, the pain stopped and I knew... I knew that it meant christian was dead. That he was gone. I'd lose him. Isaac had lost him.

"No!" I shrieked, thrashing about as tears burned my eyes until waterfalls of tears flowed down my crimson cheeks.

"Althea, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" Jasper asked, looking on the verge of breaking merely at the sight of my state. Seeing me in pain seemed to hurt him, though I could not bring myself to utter any words other than pleads of disbelief until everything went black.

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My head rang and a migraine sat at the forefront of my head. My throat was scratchy and dry and my eyes burned like fire, making it more painful when I opened them, having to blink several times before my eyes could begin to restore the blurry images I could see, though I did not need perfect vision to know that Jasper was sat at my side, my hand in his.

"Where...? What...?" My mind was jumbled and I could not think straight for a moment.

Only a moment...

"No, no, no, no, no..." I coughed a whisper, my voice catching as the memories of the day before flooded my memory. "He's not dead. He's not dead. He can't be. He's not." I sobbed carelessly, my body aching and my eyes burning as I felt a set of arms wrap around me.

Isaac was on the other side of me and I hadn't noticed.

He engulfed me in a hug, pulling me into a seated position so that I could hug him back.

"I'm so sorry, Isaac." I whispered incoherently.

"Don't apologise, Althea. It's not your fault. Nothing is your fault." He assured, though I still felt the need to apologise.

"Christian was your father. I couldn't imagine how you are feeling. Please don't be strong for me, okay. If you must cry, then do. S'il vous plaît, Isaac." I pleaded quietly. I fear that my brother will do more harm than good for himself if he bottles his grief, and I will not sit by and watch that happen to him.

"I won't, je promets." He promised, squeezing me tighter as I felt his tears touch my skin. "Je t'aime," I love you.

"I love you too." I say before he pulls back, wiping his eyes and clearing his throat to somewhat compose himself.

Then, I turned to Jasper, who had his face down, not wanting to intrude on mine and my brother's moment, and I knew that there was something I had to do.

As if sensing it, my brother pressed a kiss to my temple before excusing himself from the room that I now recognise as Jaspers, and closing the door behind him. I don't know when we got back to forks, but right now, I don't care.

"I'm sorry for the way I acted, Jasper." I apologies, making his head lift, and his golden eyes meeting mine.

"You don't ever have to apologise, sweetheart. You were on edge and worried for everyone. I am sorry for upsetting you further." His voice was so soft, and all I wanted to do was break down again. He thought he upset me.

"You didn't upset me. Not even close." I said, pulling him onto the bed, since he was sat on the chair beside it, and brought myself into his arms, just wanting to be close to him.

"I was upset with myself for not being a very good girlfriend." I spoke lightly, my words sounding stupid to me now.

"Far from it, darling." He kissed the top of my head and it made me feel beyond relieved, and I simply melted into him, though my comfort was short lived.

My mind immediately went to the words that Christian spoke. You are in danger. You have something that they want, and they will do anything to take it. I have no idea what he meant by that, but I grew only more scared that I would not be the target of the revenge, but someone I love. Someone like Jasper or Isaac.

"What are you thinking?" Jasper asked, presumably sensing a sudden shift in my emotions.

Before I spoke, I took a deep breath, "Call the others in. I have something I need to tell you." I instructed, sitting up straight while Jasper followed what I said, and then I told them what Christian said, seconds before he died.

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a/n: I know this episode his short, but I think this is a good place to end the chapter, ready for the next.