Goddess of Beauty
God of War
Florence Beaumont is forced out of New Orleans when her parents are killed in a hit and run, it's a miracle she survived. Now she just feels empty and lost.
Florence arrives in the sleepy town of Forks around the same...
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Jasper took Alice's car this morning. With the top down we were driving down towards the beach the Cullens were allowed to visit. It's right at the treaty line. Looking at the dashboard clock I sigh and sink back in the leather seat.
12:27
The school has probably already called my aunt to tell her I wasn't there. Natalie hasn't tried to call me, I'm assuming she knows and she doesn't want to speak to me.
I could feel Jasper staring at me. He's not looking at the road ahead but purely focusing on me. I can feel him trying to calm me down. Every time I'm calm and I'm sure he's not affecting my mood anymore I shift back to being pissed.
"Darling" he mutters beside me. I don't look away from the dark grey road. "I know you're angry but please remember were in between a rock and a hard place" he explains. My arm is resting on the arm rest. I feel a cold hand wrap around mine. Looking down I see his hand gently holding mine.
"It's bullshit" I mutter. Lifting my hand start to chew my nails. Something I've done since I was a little girl. Instead of scratching my wrists I bite my nails. "Yesterday it was fine and now..." I stop myself. When I bite and pull my hand away I wince. Looking down I see a piece of my index finger's nail ripped of.
"Damn..." I mutter and drop my hand on my lap. "It's... Jasper" I groan.
When the car stops I immediately push open the door. Kicking off my shoes I step on the cold sand. Sighing I ignore Jasper I march towards the tide pool.
I can hear Jasper behind me. I'm guessing he's deliberately walking loudly as to not not sneak up on me. I know he can feel my anger and frustration but he's given up on trying to calm me down.
Taking a deep breath I close my mouth and hold my breath. Sealing my lips and keeping my nostrils flared I build up my oxygen.
Finally releasing the breath I fall down in the cold pebbly sand. It's a little painful but I barely feel it. Bending my knees I brace my elbows on them, creating a barrier between myself and the grey waves crashing on the beach.
Out of the corner of my eye I see Jasper sitting down next to me.
The wind is relatively rough. Whipping my red hair in every direction, blocking my peripheral vision, as if making sure I couldn't see my surroundings.
"Florence..." Jasper whispers. I feel two cold fingers grasping my chin. Complying, I allow Jasper to move to face towards his. His eyes focus on mine. "Just breath, you know they didn't mean it"
Few hours previously
Jasper let me sleep in considering I never really sleep. He woke up at at 08:00. School had started 30 minutes ago and there's no way in hell I'm rushing to school.
