❝𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐞.❞
Jasper Hale is a vampire with no care about his existence. Simply just existing in a dark and cruel world.
When a new girl moves to Forks, Washington, Jasper realises that...
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𝚃 𝙷 𝚁 𝙴 𝙴
I STEP OUT OF EMMETT'S JEEP, HOLDING MY BREATH. My throat is already burning and I've only been here for a minute. I can smell her, Tallulah. It's burning my throat. Alice looks over at me from Rosalie's Mercedes, flashing me a kind smile.
"You'll be okay, Jasper. Deep breaths." She says to me and Rosalie rolls her eyes, closing the red door of her convertible. "Kind of hard when he doesn't breathe." Rose points out with an eye roll. "Just hold your breath. It's what I do when I get thirsty." Emmett says as he gets out of the jeep.
I nod my head at their words. I know they're trying to help, but none of them understand thirst like I do. I can feel everyone's hunger along with their emotions, and it's torture.
The smell of blood is even worse today. My eyes search for the scent and the lock on the back of Tallulah's head.
I can feel the pain radiating from her, and I can smell all of the blood. My eyes widen slightly, her sweet scent invades my nostrils. I swallow harshly and she turns around. We lock eyes. Tallulah stares at me softly, flashing me a smile and a slight wave.
The corners of my lips pull into a slight smile and I give her a nod, forcing myself to turn away as I walk up the steps with my family. "Oh? What's that? A smile?" Victor teases and I roll my eyes, nudging him.
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I walk through the corridor, managing to escape from Spanish. My thirst has grown even more, my throat is aching and burning me. I've been holding my breath for hours now, and even though I don't need to breathe, it's annoying having to hold my breath.
Someone bumps into me accidentally and my senses are overwhelmed by a sugary sweet smell. "Sorry dude," I recognise her voice instantly and she steps back from me. Her dark brown eyes lock with my amber ones. "That's quite alright." I say with a swallow, my throat aching.
"What are you doing going around the corridor in such a hurry?" I ask her and she flashes me a smile. "Just trying to get back to class." I notice how her hands rest on her stomach and the scent of fresh blood greets me as she moves slightly.
My eyes are turning black. "Is your stomach hurtin' you?" I ask, glancing at it before moving my eyes away. Don't focus on it. Don't focus on the blood. You don't need it. Don't hurt her. "Just a little sore, I'll be alright though." She gives me a polite smile and I send waves of calmness through her to try and dull her pain.
My eyes lock on a wound on her cheek. I frown slightly, I can see the cut is from a belt. I can tell from the mark. "Where did you get that?" I ask, motioning towards the wound on her cheek. Her eyes widen and fear crawls through her for a moment. She reaches up a hand to touch the wound before a fake smile lifts on her lips.
I frown slightly at the sight. "I tripped as I was making breakfast." She's lying, I can tell. Someone has hurt her. The thought makes a cold rage trickle through me, I swallow harshly.
I make myself chuckle, going along with her act. When in truth, I'm wondering who could've possibly hurt a kind girl like her. "I'll see you later?" She asks with a glance at the corridor beside me. She wants to go back to her class and I nod my head.
"See you." I say and she walks past me, going back to her lesson. My eyes follow after her, watching her movements. I can tell she's bleeding from her abdomen. She needs to get her wounds looked at. Who would've even dared to hurt her?
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A/N- some of these chapters me be slightly shorter due to the chapters in the original series containing Tallulah's abuse.
