Sparks [Completed]

[Close Encounter]

That night, I didn't sleep so well. But Bella didn't have a nightmare, which makes it worse that I couldn't sleep.

All night I tossed and turned, trying to weigh up whether or not to tell Jasper about what I think I saw. And that's the thing, I don't know if that is what I saw. For all I know, it could have been a wig.

I don't want to worry him, or the others. Nor do I want to make him guilty for leaving me unprotected. But I've never felt such a strong sense of being watched than I did at the beach.

Someone was definitely there, and their intentions weren't good.

All these thoughts swirl in my head as i sit at the kitchen table, swirling my spoon in my cereal without eating.

"Man alive, Jordan. What are you thinking so deeply about it?" Charlie exclaims, setting his cup down with a bang.

I flinch in response, massaging my head. All this thinking has given me a headache, and it hasn't been eased by painkillers. "I'm just sick of boys not taking no for an answer."

"Someone giving you trouble?" He asks, frowning.

"Nothing I can't handle," I say.

"Still. I don't think it's appropriate for you to get headaches over it. How about I go talk to him?" He asks, puffing out his chest.

"Dad, no. Honestly, it's fine. He's just a complete arse, nothing more. I'll bash him in the teeth and he'll get the message," I mutter distractedly, pushing myself away from the table.

It's only when my feet have reached the first step that I realise what I said and subtly peek back into the room to see how he reacted.

Charlie has a huge smile on his face, and walks off with a spring in his step.

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I don't have a thing to do today. I guess that means a walk in the woods. It's been my go to for a while when there's nothing to do.

Before, I never thought about the repercussions of not making friends outside of the Cullens. Now, I've realised how much of a stupid move that was.

Because Bella hangs out on the Quillete reservation with Jacob, an old friend. I have absolutely no connection to any of them, so that's not going to happen.

Not to mention that I don't really want to hang around with them. It's got nothing to do with who they are, but rather the vibes I get off of a few. They make me feel wary in a way I've never gotten with the Cullens.

The woods are quiet today, which is odd. Not even the birds are making so much as a squeak. It's put the hair on my neck up.

But I power through. I need to get this out of my system. And if I don't do it through hiking, I'll do it through fighting.

A deep green hue still holds the forest, but only on the evergreens. Everything else is brown, like Arizona. I can't wait for spring.

I can remember one conversation I had with Jasper a little while before the party.

"What is your favourite season?" He asked me.

"Autumn," I replied without much thought.

His arm tightened on my waist, sending cold shocks across my skin. Lying on his chest in the dim forest presented me with a type of peace I'm not familiar with.

"Why is that?"

"Because it may be bleak, everything dying. But Autumn brings a promise with it."