Little Do You Know//Jasper Hale[2]

chapter 9

dear diary,

i could see the change in Bella. the pack had been hunting victoria, so that left basically no time for jacob to be with Bella. so Bella was going down hill. i could tell i made her better, almost as good as jacob now, but at the same time not as good. one time i asked her about it and she said that my mere presence seems to light her up, kind off like jasper and is empathic thing or as Bella like to call it; mind control.

so yeah the pack was out hunting victoria and charlie, harry and his friends were out hunting the pack who they thought was killing people. but harry was also covering up the packs tracks, which ironically rhymes. and everything was alright until, well until it happened.

"hello?" i ask through the phone.

"Nina?" it was a familiar voice.

"Luke! why are you calling?" Luke was one of the were panthers in Brazil, he was also a close family friend and five years older then me.

"Nina, something happened."

"what happened? Luke, what happened?" i ask.

"you should come here, its the hospital, by your house in Brazil. and please hurry." then he hung up.

i had gotten on a plane as fast as i could and unpacked my stuff at my house then headed down to the hospital. now im just waiting for Luke to come and get me from inside the waiting room.

my phone had been blowing up, but i didn't care. i listened to all the messages just didn't respond, well only some of them.

"Nina?" Luke calls. i look up and close the journal.

"hey Luke." he motions a follow me and we get into the elevator. he clicks the forth floor. we walk out and go down a hallway. he stops at a door. i go in and see my mom hooked up to a machine, she was weak, just barely awake. it seemed she was holding on until i came.

"mom?" i choke down a sob and run to a chair next to her bed. i take her frail hand in mine.

"hi honey." she whispers to me.

"what happened?"

"it happened when you were five, it was the two months when i sent you off to live with your father, the doctors diagnosed me with cancer. i didn't take anything for it, i didn't want you to see me as a frail woman, i wanted you to see me as a superwoman." she said, i laugh through the tears. when i was little i would always call her a superwoman. "i wanted some last minute things for you to do."

"of course mom." i sit up strait and wipe my tears. 

"now, im not going to make it far, the doctors say a couple of days a week if im lucky. so i have some arrangements for my letting go ceremony." i laugh. we always called a funeral a letting go ceremony.

"alright, lets see it."

"i want this music to be played." she gave me a list of song, upbeat. one was happy that song that was overplayed, but we loved it when they stopped playing it. some more were her favorites from the Beatles;im walking on sunshine and some from James bay like hold back the river and let it go.

"i also want you to play a song on the piano for the ceremony, the one we made together carry on and all of you." i nod my head and smile.

"and i have an outfit for you. its yellow," i look at her wide eyed. "no im just joking its white."

i sigh in relief.

"its under the bed." i pull it out from under the bed. it was a white two piece. a white maxi skirt and a crop top that went above my belly button, was a turtle neck, lace and went to my wrists.

"its beautiful." i say gasping.

"and one last thing, i have a list of people you need to invite, i know how you always forget some people." she gives me the list. "but before you read it you need to know something, your father-" i cut her off.

"rob is not my father, i know. i was a curious little child and i saw my birth papers, but you came home before i could read who was my real father." i say.

she shakes her head and laughs.

"im not surprised." she reaches for something on her nightstand it was the birth certificate and a photo. the photo was of a beautiful male in his mid twenties. he had chocolate brown hair and green eyes. "his name was Elliot cativar, we were engaged and i was one month pregnant with you. i hadn't seen Elliot in a little under a month. but he had called to tell me that he was coming home that night. i was excited and was going to tell him. but he came in the door stiff, not acting like himself. he told me that it wasn't safe for me to be around me anymore and he was moving to Greece. i kept the name, but rob he was my childhood sweetheart. he knew of my pregnancy. he offered a deal, we would get married and you would grow up knowing him as your father. but we fought two years after the marriage and got divorced. i want you to find him, i want you to know your real father and for him to know you."

"was, there anything odd about Elliot the day he visited you?" i asked afraid of the answer.

"yes, he had red eyes." i hung my head low.

"i know someone who can help us."

"also one last thing, i want you to forgive the boy that you loved, jasper. but i also want you to give him a run for his money before you do it." i smiled. a nurse came in and told me my mom would need rest.

Luke took me home and stayed with me that night. he held me when the hospital called; she flat lined that night. 

her letting go ceremony; two weeks after harry clearwater's.

it gave me enough time to mail all the invitation and hand deliver the ones my mom wanted me too. that night i went to bed dreaming about Bella and forks, and it wasn't a usual dream it was a floating Ouija box dream.

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so short but filler chapter. so what do you think happened to Elliot? what do you think going to happen next?

i dedicate this chapter to all cancer victims and all mothers.