The Unknown- Jasper Hale

17

The next few weeks went by painfully. The Cullen family had gone, and what Jasper said about never seeing them again seemed to be true. Despite this pain I couldn't focus on it properly as my Ma was getting more and more ill. In fact she was hardly talking anymore which is something that I had never experienced from her, apart from the silence after my father passed away.

Going into my Ma's room I see her in the same position she had been in all week. "Ma please let me take you to the hospital," I say for the millionth time that week.

"I'm fine honey," She says with her eyes still closed. Leaving the door slightly open I head downstairs to prepare some soup for her to eat, due to it being a soft food she should have no trouble eating it.

While preparing her favorite soup (more like heating up tomato soup from within a tin), my phone rings, to which I automatically know is Bella. "Hello," I say while trying to multi task talking and putting the soup into a bowl.

"Have you heard from them?" She asks, the same question she has asked me everyday since the leaving happened.

"Nope," I say, while putting stuff on the tray trying to ignore the pain which is gathered from their absence.

"Have you even acknowledged it Georgie?" Bella snaps.

"No," I whisper before she hangs up the phone.

Bella has handled this all very differently to me. I have chosen to ignore it and pretend it's not happened- I can't exactly be upset right now. With my mother getting more and more ill everyday I can't afford to dwell on the past or even comprehend that Jasper is gone and I won't see him again. Bella on the other hand as nothing else major happening in her life but has gone on full zombie mode, only calling me to see if I've heard something. During school we sit on the same table, the one which belonged to the vampires that once lived here. Well that's if I'm not rushing home to check on my Ma. Otherwise she sits in silence, staring into space on the chair that would have been Edward's. Where as I will be rushing some form of homework in. 

The only time in which I allow myself to fully miss Jasper is during the night, and that's not by choice. The nightmares of that family haunt me, but not due to fear but being alone. Bella says the nightmares and the pain help her reinforce that they were real, but there is no possible way that they weren't real.

"Mama," I call, "Eat this." She gives me a small smile before looking away. 

"Please for me?" I beg, bringing up a spoon full of soup to her mouth. She unwillingly takes it. I feed her like this until the bowl is almost empty. 

"Thank you," I whisper, taking the stuff out of the room to wash up.

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Another week goes of the same routine. "You should really go out Georgie," My ma mutters while I am feeding her soup, "Go and see Jasper or something," she continues, unknowing about the Cullen's leaving. 

"No it's okay," I say getting up out of the chair besides her, "I'm going to paint now," and with that I have my brushes in my hand and allow my mind to paint the wall however it wants to. 

After a while of not being aware of what I am painting, I step back to see the stream. A stream which I haven't been back to visit since two days after Bella's birthday. A drop of water comes out of my eye, which I quickly wipe away not wanting to become weak. Slowly I start adding a person who looks like the boy which I am still madly in love with. I sit there for hours working on that one person, failing to give them any form of justice in the painting, until eventually giving up. Leaving what was painted as an unfinished piece.