It's For The Best [Jasper Hale]

Chapter 8

"Jasper..." my panic rising. "Jasper?" I staggered out of my hospital bed and hobbled over to him. I pressed my hand to his back and instantly retracted. It seems that everytime we touch, I get shocked. Jasper didn't seem to noticed it so I placed my hand back on his spine, ignoring the painful shocks I was getting.

"What's wrong?" he tensed a little bit, debating whether or not to tell me. "You can tell me." I cooed as calmly as possible. He closed his eyes and sank deeper into the counter.

"I- I haven't seen that photo in years. It just brought back memories." his statement was short, straight to the point. While his voice was weak, vulnerable. With my free hand, I cupped his cheek and made him face me. His eyes were less vibrant, but still a dark gold color. His face showed several emotions all at once, sadness was the clearest one to see.

"When was the last time you saw it?" I asked softly, leaning closer. The shocks stopped hurting, instead they felt good, like little tingles that kept me on a pleasurable edge. He forced his face out of my grasp, but still remained held up by the counter.

My chest suddenly felt like someone stabbed it, twisting the dagger. The pain hurt like a bitch. I held onto him a little tighter, I probably hurt him, but he didn't seem to notice. Ignoring the sharp pain in my chest, I stare at his miserable face. I hate seeing people miserable or vulnerable, especially him. He's too good of a person to be looking like this. So what I did next shocked the both of us.

I hugged him.

Not an awkward one-arm hug I've seen Bella give Charlie, but an actual hug. I wrapped my arms around his broad, cold shoulders. I felt him tense immediately, then he straighted up, no longer needing the counter to support him. I think this action was suppose to stop me from hugging him, but no, I just held on.

"Alyssa..." he started, his voice growing darker, deeper, quieter. I placed my face into the crock of his neck, smelling him. He felt like the forest and coffee, a sweet coffee, hazelnut.

"Shut up and hug me back." on command, his arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me close. His body pressed up against his, set my mind on hyperdrive. I decided to calm my mind by continuing to enjoy his scent. I felt him dip his head into the crock of my neck, his cold breath sending shivers. We continued to stay hugging until I felt my right leg giving way, I was about to let go, but Jasper just pulled me closer, tighting his grip.

"Jasper..." I whispered softly into his ear.

"Hmm." the vibration of his voice set a flame in my throat, turning my tongue into sandpaper. My mind was spiralling out of control.

"My leg, it's falling asleep." I explained, my throat tight, full of emotion. I tried to remove myself from him, slowly, with growing force. Like before, he tightened his grip, but this time he started to lower himself to the floor. He placed me on his lap and we continued to hug. Being on his lap was exciting, he was firm, slightly uncomfortable, but the thought of being held in his arms made up for the discomfort. I moved my head so I can look into his eyes. To my disappointment, they were closed. I lightly brushed his cheek with my fingers causing his eyes to open very quickly. What shocked me was their color, they weren't their usual dark golden tint, they were pure black.

Quite frightening.

Jasper noticed my sudden mood change and went to get up before I pressed my forehead to his- stopping him dead in his tracks.