The Shadow and The Seer (Jasper x Alice fanfic)

22. Threats

Hey everybody!
Weird time right now, but I bet all the kids who got homeschooled are laughing at us now lol!
It's nice to be able to post with how busy college has been, but online hasn't made it any easier :(

Anyway I have big plans for this fic! Please check out my original story when you have the time, it'll probably take off this summer

Thanks for reading!
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   "Nope." I couldn't help the words flowing out of my mouth. Total verbal diarrhea. "I just thought it'd be fun."

The ridiculously hot boy -too tame of a description - man blinked at me with wide eyes. A million emotions crossed his face as if he were watching a movie or reading a book in the span of a single moment, like my words caved way to a secret enclave of information that he'd been searching for.

The moment broke when Jasper laughed and bumped his forehead to mine gently. "Alice, you're special to me. No matter how far down that head of yours takes you, I'll always find a way back to you." He cradled my face with his hands, and I got a terrible sense of déjà vu.

   Tears clouded my eyes and I couldn't even verbalize why. I'd just been kissing a stranger that I'd thought was cute. That was all. Yet somehow he made it blatantly clear that there was so much of my previous life that I'd loved and it had been completely eradicated by the insidious static in my brain. It'd been beautiful and mine, but now it was all gone.

"I want to remember everything so bad." I confessed in an anxious whisper, "There's this feeling that keeps haunting me, like it's trying to tell me something."

"I'll help you, but you've got to give me some more time, darlin'." He looked so determined and sincere that it was impossible to doubt him.

He wiped my tears away and coaxed me closer to him with gentle hands that were more persuasive than sweet talk could ever be. Warm lips engulfed mine and I was lost again.

It was a long time before we let each other go.

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Edward Cullen stomped through the woods towards the family mansion in a complete and utter tizzy. His skin was still sealing together in cracks and fissures which grated against his sensitive and nearly steaming ears. What had healed revealed white, hideous lines that would send all other vampires into a complete shock that he'd actually been put back together again. They weren't bite marks like Jasper's scars, but were instead insistent reminders that he'd spent the better part of a month stuck in a bag.

   It never would've happened if it hadn't been for his delinquent, immoral, classless brother.

   Throughout his extremely thorough and agonizing torture, the damn harpy had never let him forget that it was all solely to obtain possession of Major Jasper Whitlock's loyalty and love. As he had repeatedly been reassembled and dismantled, all Maria had been capable of was thoughts of Jasper and all of the misdeeds he'd performed for her. The endless sea of death and torture and servitude and debauchery that his supposed brother had dished out on behalf of the sick, awful devil who controlled every aspect of Edward's misery.

   It made Edward Cullen regret the day that he'd ever seen the good in Jasper.

The coven belonged to him in a way that it would never for the others save Carlisle. It was him who warned them when they'd stayed in one area for too long and he almost never slipped from the diet. Unlike Jasper, whose flimsy control threatened their family's very way of life and morals for decades. It'd been foolish of him to convince a reluctant Carlisle to accept Jasper into the family and it was beyond messed up that the arrogant man had the charisma to charm himself into the family much more efficiently than Edward ever had.