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Everything I Know About Love

Title: Everything I Know About Love

Author: SomeonexSomeone

Word Count: 3k

Pairing: Bella Swan x Reader

Summary: After a certain vampire left her life, Bella just tries to continue her life...without the expectation of meeting a drunkard at a party and talking about love.

Authors Note: DAY 5 WHOOP WHOOP I cant believe im actually doing it. Lots of reasons of life happening now that in the past ive let dictate my life, I'm actually proud of myself for keeping this going. Make sure to give yourself a pat on the back today. Afterall, you survived another one, against all odds :)

Though parties weren't really her scene, there was only so much more Charlie could take of her being in her room. Really, she had been feeling better little by little for the last couple of months, though she doubted she would ever feel completely whole again for a really long time, she wasn’t just wasting away like she was when Ed-...like she had been before. Jessica and Angela were being more than understanding, one more than the other though she didn’t want to name names, and the boys were keeping her easily distracted by asking her to tutor them. Jacob, of course, was doing more than enough by being by her side, even going as far as helping her fix up some old dirt bikes and teaching her to ride. Their weekly rides near the beach make the weekends that much sweeter, even if she’s probably spent more on laundry detergent in that time than she has her whole life. 

So, she thought, you would think that all of this progress was good enough for Charlie to finally turn back to the relaxed, non-hovering parent she had come to appreciate, right? Wrong. Though he had gotten much better recently, finally stopping his stupid stop-ins to her room when she was quiet for too long, though it meant she was now doing her homework at the kitchen table rather than in the comfort of her room, he still looked at her like she was going to break apart at the slightest breeze, or even the mention of the Cullens. Cullen was a phrase much easier for her to say, recalling her near-death experience with Jasper and Rosalie’s sour face to cover Alice’s smiling face or Emmet’s welcoming demeanor or Esme’s gentle hands, but some words still caused her to shiver or go stockstill despite her reassurance that she was better, that she was going to be okay. Charlie knew better than to mention the redheaded Cullen if he could avoid it. And, so long as he remembered it, Bella was fine. Even if Charlie’s eyes betrayed his reassuring words, and his typical late nights at the office were instead moved to the house, papers scattered across the coffee table to act like both the crime map and coasters for his beer, she would continue to be. 

She knew he was trying, trying as much as he possibly could for someone who didn’t really raise his daughter until the most hormonal parts, but it was like he didn’t even remember who she was…before. Scrapes and bruises on her arms from general clumsiness earned her a self-harm prevention pamphlet on her bed, missed meals earned her a furrowed brow, and any plans that weren’t outside made his mustache wiggle in an almost amused way. This, though, she almost wanted to scream at.

“Dad, seriously?”

“Listen, I’m just worried, Bells. It feels like you’ve been cooped up in your room for days.” It took all her willpower to not roll her eyes.

“Because it’s midterms? I’m not going to go out when these tests are important.”

“I know, but you even missed your date with Jacob this week!” She huffed.

“It’s not a date, Dad,” she said, exasperated that this was probably the millionth time she’s said the words but they never seemed to stick. “Plus, Jacob’s doing his midterms as well! You know Billy’s not going to let him go on that guy’s trip if he doesn’t get a B on his Math test, and he really wants to go.”

“I just don’t understand why you can’t go over and help-”

“And,” she cut him off, “I went out two weekends ago with the girls to get Prom dresses, per your request.”

“...I just want to make sure you’re feeling alright.” Bella huffed in defeat, swinging her legs over the edge of her bed. It was just supposed to be a peaceful afternoon nap before she got back to studying, a break for her eyes and hands from staring at the index cards thrown across her desk, but apparently, that was too much to ask.

“I’m fine, Dad, really. I just need to study.” Bella stood beside her desk, the picture-perfect student in every way. He still looked skeptical. She sighed. “Jessica is hosting a party this weekend. A get-together, to celebrate the end of exams.” She watched ruefully as he perked up immediately. “Can I go?”

Charlie played up the protective guardian, stroking his mustache in thought, before saying, “Will there be alcohol?” Bella just huffed again, rolling her eyes. “Okay, okay. As long as you promise to be responsible, and call me if anything looks suspicious, you can go.”

And that’s how she found herself sitting on the steps outside of Jessica’s family lakehouse. The perfect environment for debauchery, it was far enough away from Fork to feel like you were in the middle of nowhere without sacrificing any cell service. She could hear people cheering down by the water, jumping in although winter was just letting up across the PNW, and the music playing behind her made her blood thump heavily under her skin. For a long time, she found comfort in the sound of her own heart, the steady thumping she could hear if she paid attention, but now it just made her feel conflicted. The thing that Ed-...he loved about her, dare she say, most, a reminder of him that she couldn’t ever be parted from. It made her heart clench painfully. She took another sip of the drink in her cup, long warmed past the chill it once had.

Introverted to her core, Bella actually found herself thankful for the change in scenery. Although she had come to like Forks, there were a few downsides. Not only did everyone know everyone, which meant that her original plan to hide out in the library when the party was happening was quickly dashed when she remembered the weekend librarian was a frequent customer at Charlie’s favorite diner, but it also meant that midterms were not as much of a distraction as she hoped. Yes, her teachers were good, but the advanced placement curriculum at her old school made this school much easier. Jacob was gone this weekend too, receiving a B- on his Math test that made Billy roll his eyes, so he wasn’t there to shelter her from Charlie’s downcast eyes, and all of her school friends were going to attend this party, even Angela, who convinced her parents this was an important part of her adolescent upbringing. She thought Angela was her best bet to curb boredom and wandering hands, but as soon as she saw her boyfriend, it was game over. 

The evening air was crisp out here, a dewy smell that reminded her of all those summers she was able to take a break from Arizona’s dry heat. The view from the cabin was amazing. The calm lake and the tree-filled skyline listed a little weight from her chest, just for a moment, the closest thing she’s gotten to be around her old vampire boyfriend as she could get. There was that stint in her life where she thought changing everything about herself was a great place to start to get over her first love, but past the shoulder-length haircut and dirt bikes, there wasn’t anything actually fun to her in the more dangerous activities she tried about. A shudder ran through her at the reminder of her attempt at cliff driving. She took one look over the edge before demanding Jacob escort her back to their car. He just laughed at her, waving her over to instead sit on the rocks and look out at the horizon. It was there that she learned gazing out at a body of water, whether ocean or lake, made her feel a peace she had been desperately looking for. Something about the majesty of the water, she reasoned, made her problems seem so insignificant…

“I’m not gonna throw up, you stupid head!” Bella nearly jumped out of her skin as the back door flew open, releasing the stench of sweaty teens and blasting pop music she escaped outside to avoid, There was a rumble of voices in the wake of the person stumbling out before the heavy door swung shut with a bang. Bella jumped up, holding her arms out faster than she could think, though she had no clue why she thought she would be able to catch the obviously drunk teen when she could barely stand on her own two feet most days. The person barely noticed Bella, stumbling past them to throw themselves against the deck’s railing. Bella worried they were gonna hurl, or worse, throw themselves over, but they did neither. Instead, they gasped heavily, like they hadn’t had a good breath of air in who knows how long, before leaning back and basically stumbling onto Bella’s feet. With a bounce, they ended up right next to her, their head snapping up to gape at Bella’s equally wide eyes.

“Holy shit! How long have you been there?!” Bella opened her mouth, but no words escaped. Instead, she stared at this stranger and mimicked a fish. “Oh my god, did I just sit on you? I’m so sorry!”

“No, you’re okay.” Bella hesitated. “Are you…okay? Not gonna hurl or anything, are you?” That earned a laugh, way too loud to be from anyone but a drunk person.

“Yeah! I just needed some fresh air.” Bella smiled at that.

“That’s why I’m out here too. It’s way too loud in there.” That one earned her a blinding smile. Bella let out a small puff of air, only a little uncomfortable around this random stranger, and unsure about what to do next. Does she sit down? No, that would be stupid.

“Why don’t you sit too? We can keep each other company, and become best friends!”

“Best friends?” Bella jumped as her hand was grabbed, and could do nothing against the sudden strong force pulling her down. Her drink went flying as her butt hit the step harshly.

“Yeah! I’m in the market for a new one.” If they noticed her pained expression, they didn’t say anything. Bella rubbed her back as they continued, “I was supposed to hang out here and celebrate with her, but turns out she’s a two-faced skank and hooked up with the guy I liked.” Bella just stared, open-mouthed. “Oh, don’t worry! It stopped hurting about…” The finger counting was near hilarious, but Bella was too worried about them to laugh. “I don’t remember! A while ago.” Then they huffed, nearly doing a 180 in emotion. “Besides, it’s not like I was in love or anything. I mean, I hardly knew the guy. But there was something about him…”

“I know what you mean.” The words were out before Bella could even think about the consequences. 

“You do?” Bella hesitated, before nodding. “Were you in love?”

“Um…”

“Oh no!” Bella jumped back, nearly catching an elbow to the face as the stranger threw their hands in front of their face, “I made you uncomfortable! Oh, I’m so sorry! Me and my big fat mouth…”

“No! No, it’s okay!” Bella reached forward, pulling their hands away from their face, trying to earnestly look into their eyes. “I’m sorry. It’s just…a little fresh.”

“...you’re sure?” Bella nodded once. “Oh! You’re too nice!” Then, arms were thrown around her, pulling her face far too close to a stranger’s. “Woah! And pretty!” The stranger huffed. Bella shivered as their breath puffed against her face. “I bet you get loads of dates.”

“I wouldn’t say that-”

“And you probably know everything about being in love! Tell me about it, please!” Bella blinked. Drunk memory, she figured, or they just had a really bad one. “Please, please! I need to know. What if he was the one, and I never knew because I didn’t know what it felt like!”

“I don’t…” Bella could feel the rejection on the tip of her tongue. Denial would be easy, it’s not like she knew who this person was anyway. Plus, it would probably be easy to lose them in the crowd inside, and a phone had to be somewhere around here to call Charlie to come pick her up, despite the plan to spend the night here to help Jessica clean in the morning. But…there was something sparkling in their eyes that made Bella hesitate. This was a complete stranger, a person that, if they even knew who she was before this night, probably knew nothing of her previous relationship. Especially if they were this drunk. They were looking at Bella with the biggest, most innocent eyes, gleaming with so much unbridled trust and innocence that Bella felt her soft heart waver. “...know how to describe it.”

“Is it like how everyone says it is?” Bella laughed a little at that, gently pushing them away to settle their face back into their own personal bubble. In retaliation, they swung their knees so they knocked against Bellas, making their shoe tips touch for good measure.

“It can be. It was for me.” Their look of awe made Bella giggle lightly.

“Really?”

“In a way.” Bella paused, watching their eyebrows knit together in confusion. “Was that the answer you’re looking for?”

“I don’t know…maybe?”

“Then…tell me what you’ve heard, and I can elaborate for you?” Bella watched as they mouthed the word ‘elaborate’ before the meaning clicked and they nodded their head enthusiastically. 

“Just not too many words, okay? You’re a little…fuzzy?” Bella laughed lightly, nodding. The stranger smiled. “Yeah, that’s perfect! Okay, so, enchanting in every way.” Bella nodded, and their smile bloomed brighter. “It's everlasting every day.” Bella hesitated, before giving a so-so wave with her hand. They frowned in response. “Stomach sick with butterflies?” At Bella’s enthusiastic nod, they smiled again. “Sweet obsession, rose bouquets-”

“Trust me,” Bella said, cutting them off. She felt a little bad, but this was too complicated for a yes or no answer. “From personal experience, obsession is not what you want. Not when it’ll eat you whole.” That caused another bout of eyebrow-wiggling confusion.

After a moment, they said, “Maybe they were just obsessed with being in love? Obsessed with obsession is how things end up…no good.” Bella felt her eyes widen in shock. For a drunk person, someone who could barely remember a conversation from a moment ago and for completely disregarding personal space, that was shockingly coherent. 

In their short months together, Bella couldn’t count the number of times Edw- he talked about falling in love. Their late nights together were spent half in silence, just gazing into each other's eyes, and the other half was spent talking about anything they felt the need to say. For Bella, it was what she was thinking, how she was raised, things she liked. For him, it was how long he had waited for her, for someone who sung for him and made him feel loved as he had seen Esme and Carlisle interact throughout their many years. She remembered the way his eyes shined as he talked about them, about the love they had for one another, the way they fit together better than anyone he had seen in his 100 years. 

“I have that now, with you.” He whispered before kissing her, putting any conviction he had in the statement with the first press against her lips. And she had believed him, wholeheartedly. Looking back on it now, she can see why Charlie and her friends were worried for her. Months of on and off, of not knowing if Bella was gaining his attention in a good or bad way, the way he proclaimed his love to her within a month or two of knowing her. But…she could still feel his insistence, his devotion, and the love that sparkled in his eyes when they were together. There was no way that wasn’t real…was it?

“Maybe you’re right…” Bella whispered, neither convinced nor closed off to the possibility. These last few months have given her a lot of time to think things through. Writing to Alice had helped a little in the beginning, but having Jacob there to talk to, to finally have someone to open up to, especially after learning his own secret, their friendship had never been closer. He was always there for her, especially on the bad days, and cheered her on when she was able to get back on her own feet. After finally asking out the girl of his dreams, he didn’t abandon her, instead introducing them so Bella was always welcome without a hint or suspicion of something else, something unsaid, being there. Bella felt a swell of adoration when she thought of Jacob, but it wasn’t the same. It wasn’t the way she felt with him. But was that such a bad thing?

“You’re frowning.” Bella started, flinching as a hand gently pressed on the space between her eyebrows. She hadn’t even realized they had pushed together.

“You’ve given me something to think about.” That caused a smile.

“Really?” Bella nodded. “Good! I’m not just a pretty face, you know.”

“I don’t doubt that,” Bella laughed. Their smile brightened even more. In one swift motion, with far too much coordination for someone so drunk, they threw their arms around her, pulling her close and smacking a wet kiss against her cheek. Bella’s face flared bright red.

“And you’re not just a pretty face too! You’re a gorgeous face with a kind heart!” They slumped against her, resting their head against Bella’s shoulder, snuggling as close as they could in their awkward position. “Thank you for explaining things to me. I think it made me fall in love with you.”

“Wha-” Bella stuttered. They laughed loudly, pressing their lips against her cheek again with more teeth than necessary.

“And you’re funny! You have to give me your number now. I’m not gonna let that stank bag get to you before me this time.”

Joke or not, Bella couldn’t help her burning ears or the way her heart beat out of them. She also couldn’t help the way her heart skipped a beat. The first time in a long time.

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↱ shadowed hearts ↰

➘ summary : when Edward left Bella she was heartbroken, luckily the volturi came just in time

➘ a/n : I hope you enjoy this request @volturifangirl ooh and this is a bit different from my usual fics which are x reader stories

➘ volturi x bella , aro x bella x caius x marcus

The quiet town of Forks seemed to hold its breath as the rain fell in a gentle, rhythmic cadence. The gloomy skies matched the atmosphere within Bella Swan's heart. Her world had been turned upside down, and the pain of loss clung to her like a suffocating fog.

Edward Cullen, the love of her life, had left. The haunting memory of his departure lingered in every corner of her mind, a wound that refused to heal. The void he had left was like a black hole, pulling her deeper into a realm of shadows.

Days turned into weeks, and Bella's once vibrant spirit seemed to wither away. Her room became a sanctuary of solitude, where darkness and silence embraced her like old friends. The laughter and warmth that had once filled her life felt like distant echoes, mocking her from a place she could no longer reach.

The depressive state she fell into was like a relentless storm, battering her emotions until she was left gasping for air. Time lost its meaning as she drifted through her days, each one a monotonous haze of numbness. The simplest tasks felt like insurmountable mountains, and even the sunlight that filtered through the curtains held no appeal.

Charlie, her father, was at a loss. The lines of worry etched onto his face spoke volumes about his concern for his daughter. He watched helplessly as Bella retreated further into herself, struggling to find a way to breach the walls she had built around her heart.

In the quiet moments of the night, Bella would lie in bed, staring at the ceiling as her thoughts spiraled into darkness. Memories of Edward's departure replayed like a broken record, each word and gesture etched into her consciousness. She would reach for the phone, her fingers hovering over his number, only to pull back, the weight of reality crushing her hopes.

Friends tried to reach out, but Bella's isolation was a fortress she couldn't escape. The world outside felt distant and uninviting, a place where she no longer belonged. The shadows that had enveloped her were unyielding, leaving her trapped in a cycle of despair.

As the days turned into months, Bella's depressive state showed no signs of lifting. The pain of loss had become a part of her, an uninvited guest that had made itself at home within her heart. The people around her whispered their concerns, wishing for the vibrant, determined Bella they had known to resurface from the depths of her sorrow.

Little did they know that within the labyrinth of her emotions, Bella was grappling with a battle she felt ill-equipped to fight. The love she had once known had become a source of pain, a reminder of the happiness that had slipped through her fingers. And as the rain continued to fall, a relentless backdrop to her anguish, Bella Swan remained trapped in a world of shadows, struggling to find a way back to the light.

The rain had become a constant companion to Bella Swan, its melancholic rhythm echoing the ache within her heart. The world outside had lost its vibrancy, and the walls of her room felt like a cocoon of isolation. But fate had other plans, ones that would shatter the fragile equilibrium she had found within her depression.

One evening, as the rain fell in a soft cascade, a knock on the door interrupted the silence that had come to define Bella's life. Her father's voice carried a hint of surprise as he called out, "Bella, there are visitors for you."

The curiosity that had long lain dormant within Bella stirred as she shuffled toward the front door. Her heart skipped a beat as she came face-to-face with a group of figures who seemed both ethereal and imposing. The Volturi – Aro, Caius, and Marcus – stood before her, their crimson eyes locking onto hers with a mixture of curiosity and scrutiny.

"Bella Swan," Aro's voice was smooth, his smile unsettlingly charming. "We've heard you possess certain knowledge that is of great interest to us."

Bella's mind raced as she processed their words. The secret she had guarded so fiercely – the knowledge that the Cullens were vampires – was suddenly laid bare before the very beings she had only heard whispers about.

"I..." Bella stammered, her gaze shifting between the Volturi kings. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Caius's expression was stern, his eyes penetrating. "We have ways of knowing the truth, Bella. It's in your best interest to cooperate."

Marcus's gaze held a hint of sympathy, as if he understood the weight of Bella's predicament. "We cannot allow humans to be privy to our existence. It disrupts the delicate balance we maintain."

Fear tightened its grip around Bella's heart as the reality of her situation sunk in. Her connection to the Cullens, her knowledge of their secret, had led her down a path she could never have foreseen.

Aro's smile widened, his interest piqued. "You see, Bella, we have options. We could erase your memories, but that would leave you in a state of confusion. Or, you could become one of us – a vampire."

The words hung in the air like a weighty promise, a choice that Bella had never thought she would face. The idea of becoming a vampire was both terrifying and intriguing, a way to escape the mundanity of her human life, but also a leap into a world of darkness and uncertainty.

Bella's mind raced as she tried to make sense of the choices before her. Her gaze shifted from Aro to Caius to Marcus, each one bearing a unique aura of power and mystery.

"I need time to think," she finally whispered, her voice shaky but determined.

Aro's smile was enigmatic, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Of course, my dear. Take all the time you need."

As the Volturi kings turned to leave, Bella was left with a choice that would redefine her existence. The secret she had kept was no longer her burden alone, and the path she would choose would shape her destiny in ways she could never have imagined.

Once outside Bella's home, the Volturi trio found themselves enveloped by the misty rain, each step accompanied by a sense of intrigue. Aro's fingers danced along his chin, his eyes sparkling with curiosity. Caius maintained his stoic facade, his thoughts unreadable, while Marcus's gaze held a knowing glint.

As they walked through the damp streets of Forks, the events of the evening hung in the air like a delicate thread waiting to be woven into destiny. It was Marcus who eventually broke the silence, his voice carrying a quiet contemplation.

"Aro, Caius, have you considered the possibility?" he began, his tone soft but deliberate.

Aro turned his attention to Marcus, his expression one of curiosity. "The possibility of her becoming one of us?"

Caius's gaze sharpened, his interest piqued. "Or are you referring to something else?"

Marcus's lips quirked into a knowing smile, his eyes glinting with a mixture of amusement and wisdom. "Bella Swan is not just any human. She is our mate."

Aro's eyes widened in realization, his lips parting as he considered Marcus's words. "Ah, the threads of fate have woven an intricate tapestry indeed."

Caius's brows furrowed, a hint of skepticism in his voice. "Are you suggesting that her connection to us goes beyond the mere fact that she knows our secret?"

Marcus nodded, his gaze steady. "Our bond is more profound, more fundamental. She is meant to be with us, and we with her."

Aro's excitement was palpable, his smile growing with each passing second. "Her choice, whether to become one of us or to join us in another way, could reshape our existence."

Caius's stern expression softened as he considered the gravity of the situation. "And what if she chooses to become a vampire? Our world could be forever altered."

Marcus's voice was steady, his eyes carrying the weight of his insight. "Our world is ever-changing, my brothers. Bella Swan's presence has stirred a shift within us, one that we cannot ignore."

As they continued their walk through the rain-soaked streets, the magnitude of their discovery settled upon the Volturi kings. Bella Swan, a human who had stumbled upon their world, held the potential to reshape their destiny. The choice she made – to embrace the immortal life or to forge a connection with them in a different way – would echo through the corridors of time.

The threads of fate had indeed woven a complex tapestry, one that bound their destinies together in ways they could not yet comprehend. And as the rain continued to fall, Aro, Caius, and Marcus found themselves on the cusp of a transformation, guided by the choices that lay ahead and the profound connection they shared with a mortal who had unknowingly stepped into their world.

The days that followed the Volturi's initial visit were filled with anticipation and uncertainty for Bella Swan. She had been presented with a choice that would forever alter her existence – to become a vampire and join the Volturi or to remain human and leave behind the life she had known. The weight of her decision pressed upon her heart, but there was a certain sense of inevitability that guided her thoughts.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across Bella's room, she knew that the time had come. The decision had been made, and she was ready to embrace the unknown.

The sound of footsteps echoed through the silence, and Bella turned to find the Volturi kings standing at her doorway once more. Aro's smile was warm, Caius's expression held a mixture of solemnity and approval, and Marcus's gaze was steady, carrying the weight of the journey that lay ahead.

"Bella Swan," Aro began, his voice gentle yet resolute. "Are you prepared to embark on a new chapter of your life?"

Bella's breath quivered as she nodded, her heart pounding within her chest. "Yes, I've made my decision."

Caius's voice carried a hint of gravitas, his words laden with the importance of the moment. "Then, my dear, welcome to a world beyond human understanding."

Marcus stepped forward, his presence a calming force as he regarded Bella with a kind smile. "You are not alone in this journey. We shall stand beside you."

The night air was cool and still as Bella stepped out of her home, the moon casting a silvery glow upon the scene. It was a moment of finality, of leaving behind the life she had known and embracing the promise of the future. With the Volturi kings by her side, she felt a mixture of excitement and trepidation, a sense that she was stepping into a world that held infinite possibilities.

Aro's hand extended towards Bella, an invitation and a promise all at once. "Come, my dear. Your transformation awaits, and a new dawn is about to break."

Bella's heart raced as she reached out and placed her hand in Aro's, her gaze never wavering. The connection between them felt profound, as if the bond they shared transcended the limitations of time and space.

As the Volturi kings surrounded her, Bella felt a sense of unity, a shared purpose that bound them together. With a single nod from Aro, they turned and began to walk, each step taking them further away from the life Bella had known.

The journey that lay ahead was shrouded in mystery, a path filled with challenges and discoveries. But as Bella Swan left behind the town of Forks and the memories of her human life, she did so with a heart full of hope, knowing that she was no longer alone – she was now part of a world that defied conventions, a world that held the potential for a future beyond her wildest dreams.

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summary: This was his duty, a sort of memorial, for when the time came for his brother to fly back from his roost, he would be able to turn his head, robotically shaking from left to right, and pat him on the shoulder, to congratulate or console depending on the outcome. AO3

TW: vampire-done stalking, touching while asleep, jasper being creepy, allusions to violence/killing/vampire stuff

He watches her then, in the small dark hours between when she finally lets sleep take her and the exact moment her body stops pretending it has the will to survive that. All slumped over herself, hard sharp ends of bones lying over stiff concrete joints. She is freezing, while he watches. Freezing and sniffling and grinding her teeth together. She never screams anymore. Just the jerking and the breathing and the clawing at her poor yellow sheets. Her father had bought them in an attempt to stop her from clinging to the lilac ones, covered in the undead not-scent his brother had left behind. Yellow, like the sun, which she always watched rise, like he did her.

His sun. His yellow-brown sky.

He started by pressing his face to the glass— the tip of his nose, the purse of his cupids bow. Hard clear clinking against even harder stone, like wind chimes. It used to be enough— just a fraction closer to the poor wounded animal they had left behind. He had claimed (in his mind, there was no one here to speak to anymore, expect the boy who ran the newspaper route as he walked her street after she woke and the antique store clerk who sold him his button downs and boots), that this was his duty, that watching was a sort of memorial, for when the time came for his brother to fly back from his roost, he would be able to shake his head, robotically shaking from left to right, and pat him on the shoulder, to congratulate or console depending on the outcome.

The human would die, he knew, in fifty days or fifty years, like they all did—at least she would have him, to give report, to share her small frail little girl story with the other creatures who truly had wanted her dead, or alive, or somewhere impossibly in-between.

It was a duty. It was right. It was respectable.

Jasper Whitlock knew many things, all of which (but a few) he had learned over the two centuries he had been dead himself, all expect for a small handful the nineteen-year-old version of him (who was not yet grave dead) had stumbled across before the river and the blood.

Fear ruins the meat.

And Bella Swan was all meat. Tender girl meat.

--- He always started to press closer, inching his teeth to make contact with the morning dew that had collected since he was there last. With no breath to warm it, the enamel never left its mark, despite an animal inside of him that wished it to, once, twice.

Next a hand would fingertip grip the wood bracing of the structure, wrapping his nails around the slider, begging it to stay silent, as he slowly but surely, each inch a multitude of minutes inside of his mind, pushed it open, rough peeling paint coming away on his stone hands. He wouldn’t let out a breath until it had slid far enough to let his wrist pass through, a habit from his human days, his palm connecting with the soft brushed wood of the inside windowsill. If God saw him just then, if He had watched him all these nights, like Jasper once thought as a boy (and still occasionally as a grown man, unstomached), He would see a fang-sharp pull of lips, an unblinking stare, a focused desire. He would see madness, he was sure. He thought even he could see it himself, in the reflections of ponds, in dust covered mirrors.

The shoulder came next.

By the time he had slithered through the window and came to crouched on the floor, softly, always softly, the time had eroded. He had a measly hour, usually less, to haunt her air. To sit beside her, to touch—only sometimes, when he thought it worth it, if she had showered that night and her hair was still somehow wet with the stench of shampoos and conditioners, it haloed around her skull, like some prophet in a book about the end of days. In The Book. In this one.

Special nights. This was one. He almost smiled, like his heart was still with him.

He always comes to his feet rapidly, like he could induce a head-rush if he tried hard enough. His boots were clean, he checked before he had even climbed up, and his steps were soft on her large rug, a new addition, he noted. Jasper always kept watch of anything she’d like or would pretend to like. It was a hobby, one he never acted on, he swore. Soldier’s honor.

He was breathing room away from her now, as close as he had ever let himself, close enough to stroke a single finger down her wrist, or her nose, or the side of her neck, pale and glistening from the sweat. He wanted to lick it up, horrible creature he was. To find the underbelly of her taste, to judge the rest of her. She was beautiful and frightening like this, scrunched together, her breathing hard and loud between them. He had killed humans in more ease, lost in better dreams. It would almost be mercy to put her down here, and now, Carlisle would understand. Alice, she’d see it before he did it. She’d tell the rest, ready the pyre, be the one to detach him from the girl, to break his fingers. His wife. He had never looked at her like this, like he would let her rip out his fangs and stomp on them. Mayhaps she’d lick up the venom that poured from the wounds, kitten she was still. She always wanted to be more monstrous, he could give that to her, for a few moments. Before the fire.

But no, no killing, merciful or not, beautiful or not, him or her. He would sit, this time, sit on the very edge of the mattress and watch, maybe a small stroke of her hair or her shoulder. Yes, he had decided, calm projecting towards her frailness, her spine straightening and softening as he perched. His rose and laid itself on the apex of her thin neck, just over her pulse, locks of hair twisting between his knuckles. He was content to lay, stock-still, there and just there, with the heat of her leeching into his palm for the next forty or so minutes, however long she let him before her waking hours, before her mind won over his gift.

Forty minutes he did not have.

Her eyes scrunched and then peered open, his body still and cold as a small slice of panic ran through him, like war bells. He refused to move even a centimeter, hoping she would return to the sandman and believe him a dream. Her eyes only opened more fully, and stared back at him, as if she had willed him into existence and was trying to make sense of it without screaming. His hand tightened on her neck, ready to squeeze if she did choose to.

She stayed silent for many moments. Brows furrowing, lines appearing around every feature of her face. Every emotion he could feel, and none of them were fear, just his own, permeating.

Her lips parted and her hips slanted underneath her quilt, a hand coming slowly across it to lay gently over the ditch of his elbow, “Have you come back for me?”

Her lashes fluttered as his teeth parted his lips and he blew a chilly breath across her face, unmoving still.

“Have you come to kill me?”

Jasper rose his chin upwards and looked down at her with slanted, dark eyes, his hand slowly releasing its hold on her throat, instead allowing his thumb to rub over her pulse point, finding it slow and steady and much softer than anything he had heard from her the past weeks. Her own hand tightened on his arm, awaiting his sentencing. He was… startled.

The monster, quick and pink and hungry, always hungry, always howling, always craving flesh and blood and more flesh, rumbled through his skull like a battle cry outside the gates of a sacked city. He had not come to scare her, to throw her to the wolves, to crucify her and bring back her heart as a trophy.

Fear ruins the meat.

He shook his head, just slightly, and leaned close to her own, now just a breath away, her brown saucer eyes flicking between his forehead and chin, his hands and his teeth.

“I’ve come to save you.”

He had been right, Bella Swan was sweet, inside, and out.

#my writing #mine #twilight #thetwilightsaga #jasper hale #jasper whitlock #jasper hale fanfic #jasper hale imagine #bella swan #bella swan fanfic #bella swan imagine #bella x jasper #twilight fanfiction

[cauliflowertree]

bella swan—to walk through tempests for you.

summary: bella would do anything for you, even try to enjoy the rain.

word count: 0.4k

fanfiction no. 012

bella may have detested the cold and the rain with fervour, but she loved you more than any hatred she could conjure for the weather in your town. she’d go swimming in a thunderstorm without the promise of a warm shower afterwards to soothe her aching bones if it was what you wanted—she didn’t care a bit.

and while your request was nothing as drastic, she still shivered at the very thought of walking through the rainy streets of forks with not even an umbrella for protection.

"it'll be fun!" you assured her.

but bella never needed much persuasion when it came to you, only a little encouragement. she had this fear of missing out on these wonderful adventures you specifically wanted to share with her, even if at first she hated the idea of them. but without fail, she would delight in every second she spent with you no matter what you were doing. so, she grabbed her coat from her desk chair and slipped her shoes on, nodding her head towards the door for you to follow her.

animatedly, you hopped up from the bed and followed her downstairs, having already been equipped for your adventure outside for thirty minutes. bella held out her hand very seriously and ventured into the rain with stoicism—she was never one to complain.

you gave her hand a quick squeeze and then stepped out from under the cover of her house, splashing in the few puddles of her driveway. you hadn't a destination in mind, but were cautious not to go too far in case it became torrential. besides, you were strolling rather than walking with purpose, for there was nowhere that required your presence—you only needed to be with bella, it was all you ever needed.

the wind blew fiercely for a moment, adjusting to your company in the forrest, dislodging several delicate leaves hanging on by a thread easily snapped by the force of mother nature. bella shivered uncomfortably while you laughed joyously, holding your hands in the air like a child as you tried to grasp an orange leaf at the end of its life.

"couldn't get one," you giggled, turning to bella, "oh! but it looks like you did."

"what?" bella scrunched here eyebrows together.

"you've got leaves in your hair," you laughed, picking them out one by one carefully, twirling the stem of the leaf between your thumb and forefinger. "i'll keep this one for the scrapbook," you winked.

"no picture, though," bella pointed out.

"we don't need one," you linked your pinky with hers. “i'll never forget today."

bella felt as if she might burst into tears or perhaps laughter, for she had never felt so utterly valued. she didn't have to worry about anything or ensure that she looked and acted in a certain way, she simply just had to be. sometimes, she failed to understand the depth of your love and why it existed for someone like her, but she cherished each moment in which she could feel it.

"i love you," she whispered through the wind.

🏷 @unadulterated-syd

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[since02fanficrecs]

Jacob and Bella, the early years.

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[averagewriter-inthedark]

I’ll probably do both but which should i do first ?? 👀

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[ranilla-bean]

culture tips for writing asian settings: naming taboo

naming taboo is a big thing in the chinese cultural sphere. essentially, there's an importance attached to personal names that to certain extent makes it taboo to say the name of/name others after important persons—and by "taboo" i mean if you violated this, you would be seriously audacious

a MAJOR example of this is the name of the emperor. historically, people whose names shared the same characters as the emperor's had to change their names when he came to power. (certain benevolent emperors might change their names to obscure characters to avoid a statewide headache.)

within the family, these taboos discourage naming children after their ancestors (i was always weirded out that bella swan could name her KID after her PARENTS). there are also elaborate naming patterns for relatives, so you don't have to call older relatives by name (like "aunt lin" or "uncle mingchi")—there are terms in chinese that mean "dad's older sister's husband" etc. this is perhaps an extreme example but i only learned my grandma's name a month ago, because no one i know will say it, and it would've been rude for me to ask.

the taboo also applies to the names of famous and important people, like historical figures. this is quite different from, for instance, the catholic practice of naming children after saints.

if i had to explain the impetus behind the taboo, i would say names can be super personal in chinese culture. up until the early 20th century, chinese people could use several names in their lifetime, with different groups of people using different ones. naming someone after an important/respected person feels audacious, like you're prematurely trying to claim some of that importance

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#atla #atla culture #atla meta #avatar the last airbender #asian culture tips #i love this tidbit bc it's just so.... NORMAL to me. and for years i thought it was normal for everyone else too but NO #i mean im sure bella swan is a major weirdo but imagine my shock when my catholic/ orthodox friends said they had like 4 nicks in the fam

[vamptearrs]

Have fun with these lmfao

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[sethsclearwater]

I craaaave protective Jake pls 🥺

"jake," you let out a breathy laugh as he slid both of his hands onto your hips, guiding you through the crowd of people at your sister's graduation party at the cullen's house.

he just rolled his eyes, sitting down at one of the couches and pulling you into his lap so he could hold you close to him, "you're being a bit dramatic, don't you think?" you asked teasingly, smiling as you peeked up at him and he just shook his head, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek.

"not dramatic," he reassured, laughing softly as he squeezed you closer to him, eliciting a series of giggles from you, "gotta make sure my girl stays safe, yea? don't need you gettin' hurt." he explained, noticeably relaxing as you leaned into him, resting your head on his shoulder.

the two of you stayed like that for a moment before alice came down to the stairs, smiling when she saw you before her expression dropped as she had a vision.

you were quick to get up, jake getting up right behind you as he slid his hand into the back pocket of your jeans. the two of you quickly followed alice into carlisle's office where the rest of the cullens were.

alice quickly explained her vision to everyone while you sat down in one of the chairs, jake coming to stand behind you and slide his hands over your shoulders, "so there's a newborn army coming here?" you emphasized, both you and your sister letting out a heavy sighs as you realized how dangerous the situation was for everyone involved.

"the wolves will help out," jake volunteered from behind you, gently squeezing your shoulders as you looked over your shoulder to glare at him.

"jacob-" you started but he quickly cut you off, not at all interested in hearing your argument against him.

"i'm not letting some clan of rogue vampires get anywhere near you," he explained before adding, "we'll be fine." he reassured, leaning down to press a soft kiss to the crown of your head as you huffed and rolled your eyes, already knowing there was no use in arguing with him.

"that would be very helpful," carlisle said softly, "but you'll need training. are you all able to come train tomorrow with jasper? y/n, you and bella can come and watch." carlisle suggested, offering you a soft smile as you let out a heavy exhale before nodding.

#jacob black #jacob black x reader #jacob black blurb #jacob black imagine #jacob black fluff #jacob black angst #jacob black smut #twilight #tts #the twilight saga #twilight wolves #twilight wolfpack #twilight wolves imagine #twilight wolfpack imagine #bella swan #carlisle cullen #alice cullen #fluff #angst #imagine #blurb

[deimagines]

Justice for Charlie?

Also, should we do New Moon next?

#twilight #twilight saga #edward cullen #bella swan #jacob black #edward cullen imagine #bella swan imagine #jacob black imagine #jasper hale #rosalie hale #rosalie twilight #new moon #eclipse #breaking dawn #jasper whitlock #alice cullen #emmet cullen #carlisle cullen #esme cullen #charlie swan #denali #the volturi #volterra #la push #forks #team edward #team jacob #team alice #jasper twilight #jacob twilight

[chloe-skywalker]

Awkward Situation - Paul Lahote

Paul x reader!Fem!Swan

Warnings: none

Word count: 1,541

Requested: Twilight imagine the part in New Moon where Bella slaps Paul and her little sister is their w/her Paul imprints on the reader and jacob isn’t happy about it and stuff like that. - @cokecola4211

Authors Note: I enjoyed writing this I tried to make it different from what I’ve read before. Thank you for requesting! Sorry it took awhile to post my queue has been FULL lol

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“Bella, maybe Jake just wants to be alone- or maybe some guy time.” Y/n suggested it to her slightly older sister. Bella and Y/n were hardly even a year apart in age but that didn’t stop Y/n from occasionally getting treated like a baby compared to Bella.

Y/n knew Jake and Bella had been spending a lot of time together recently and it seemed to be good for her sister after the Cullens left. But Jake had become sick or at least that's what he and Billy had been telling Bella. Y/n wanted to just leave it, he’d come back on his own either way. But her sister, no Bella , needed answers now and she wasn't going to wait to get them on Jacobs time.

Bella shook her head with a tight expression on her face. “No, Y/n. Something's up. Somethings wrong I can feel it.”

“Bella, we’ve both known Jake practically our whole lives maybe he’s just-” Y/n shook her head lifting her hand in q wave motion before dropping it down to her lap. “I don’t know, going through puberty?”

“His dad keeps saying he has mono but it’s been almost 2 weeks and he won’t even answer texts. Let alone calls.” Bella explained further as she pulled into the Black’s driveway.

“Maybe he’s still sick.” Y/n tried one last time as Bella put the car in park.

“Well, we're going to find out.” Bella stated before she got out of the car.

Y/n unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car to chase her sister muttering to herself. “This isn’t gonna go well.”

Bella knocked on the door and shortly after Billy opened the door. Bella had told the man in the wheelchair that she needed to see Jake, but all she got was that he wasn’t there. Next thing Y/n knew her sister had welcomed herself into the home practically going right over Billy.

“Bella.” Billy called after her but it was too late and Bella wasn’t listening anyways.

“I’m sorry, Billy.” Y/n said apologizing for her sister's actions.

Billy let out a sigh and sent a tired smile to the younger Swan. “Don’t worry about it, Y/n.”

It wasn’t even a few minutes later that Bella stormed out of the house and Y/n followed yelling after her. “Bella!”

“Hey!” Bella shouted and shoved one of the shirtless males Y/n somewhat recognized. “What did you do to him?!”

That's all Y/n could really hear from so far back. So she shouted out to her sister again, hoping to defuse the situation if she couldn’t just get her to leave. “Bella!” 

“Y/n wha-” Jake spoke out suddenly standing beside the Y/h/c-ed girl.

“She dragged me here with her.” That's all Y/n had to say for Jake to understand what was happening. Charlie got Y/n in the devoirce so Y/n and Jake grew up together their whole lives as siblings in Forks. They could understand what the other was saying with just a look.

Jake nodded before looking back at the scene and then pointed “And that?”

“She slapped that Paul guy.” Y/n told him and that changed his demeanor.

“Crap. Y/n, stay back.” Jake said as he noticed Paul shaking.

Y/n wondered why but then she made eye contact with the Paul guy her sister was taking her anger out on. It was as if time showed for a minute. All the members of the pack put it together, and that's when Jacob flipped and inevitably so did Paul.

Seeing them turn into giant wolves Y/n ran to her sister. “Bella, you okay?” Her attention was drawn back to the wolves fighting not far from everyone. “Woah. Now that's cool.”

“Really, Y/n?” Bella asked, turning her head to face her sister in disbelief at how her sister wasn’t scared.

“What?” Y/n shrugged. In her opinion that was cool. Way cooler than Vampire super speed, the eyes, and sparkling under the sunlight someone dumped a 1,000 pounds of glitter on you. The Paul guy and Jake turned into Wolves! And not just wolves, Giant wolves. That's impressive.

“What just happened?” Bella asked Sam Uley she believed his name was. All the while Y/n was confused as to the looks she was getting from the others, a few she had grown up with just like Jake. 

“Paul imprinted.” Sam stated looking at Bella. Then Jacob came out of the woods still looking pissed off.

“On Y/n.” Jake grumbled, clearly pissed off at the new found fact.

“Take her back to Emily’s. Bella too.” Sam told Jacob which resulted in a very loud scoff from the younger male. “That's an order Jacob. Embry go with them.”

“Hey, Em.” Y/n nodded to Embry. They have been friends for years. It brought comfort to Y/n, knowing someone else. Someone that wasn’t pissed that would be in the car with her, her sister, and Jake.

“Hey, Y/n/n.” Embry smiled. He had missed seeing her around since he phased.

“Why is Jake so pissed?” Y/n asked Embry hoping he could fill her in on what's going on exactly.

Embry sighed before explaining. “Him and Paul don’t get along, and he’s protective of you. As he should be, you're like brother and sister.”

“Why would he be protective over me when it comes to Paul? I’ve never met Paul before.” Y/n squinted with a furrowed expression as she questioned Embry confused.

“Paul should be the one to explain it to you. It’s not my place, or anyone else's in the pack.” Embry felt bad for Y/n. She had no idea what was going on and it very much involved her. But like he said it wasn’t his place to explain any of this to her. 

Y/n nodded in understanding, kind of. But maybe he could explain something else to her. “Can you explain the pack part to me then?”

Embry nodded with a smile stretching across his lips. “Yes, I can do that.”

It wasn’t a long drive but long enough for Embry to explain about the pack to Y/n.

“Who’s place is this again?” Y/n heard Bella ask and she listened for Jake’s answer.

“Emily and Sam’s.” Jake answered as he got out of the truck.

Jake and Embry helped Y/n off of the truck bed. With a quiet thank you from Y/n they all headed inside. The only ones that weren’t there was Sam and Paul. But it didn’t take long for them to join in on the group.

“Can I talk to you? Outside. Alone.” Paul asked nervously looking softly at Y/n, to let her know she could reject his request if she wanted to. Y/n nodded ‘yes’ getting up to follow him.

“Over my dead body.” Jake growled, glaring with his eyes set on burning holes into Paul.

“Jake.” Sam said his name firmly. Making Jake stand down. For now.

“Come on.” Paul nodded his head towards outside Y/n nodded as well and followed him outside the small nice home.

They walked into the woods for awhile, Y/n assumed long enough to be far away enough so the rest of the pack couldn’t hear their conversation. “So, I assume that they explained the whole pack thing to you?”

“Embry did, yeah. But not the imprint part?” Y/n spoke with a unsure tone, hoping she got the word right. Paul nodded with a twitch of his lips. “Not the imprint part. What is that by the way?”

“Guess I should explain that part then.” Paul smiled, hearing her just say the word of what she is to him. That made him feel warm on the inside, which was a new feeling for him. He did like it though.

“Embry said it was only your place to tell me what it is.” Y/n looked to the still shirtless male with curiosity. What did it mean? What did it have to do with her? And why did Paul have to be the one to explain it?

“I have a spot I’d like to take you, and I’ll explain on the way.” Paul suggested there was a place he wanted to show her that only he knew about. Great view that he never that he never showed anyone.

“Ok” Y/n knew she was being way trusting with this stranger. But he felt trustworthy. She didn’t know why but he does.

Paul stopped them for a second in their tracks. He really needed to know something and it was bothering him that he didn’t. “I do have a question before we get too far that I should know that I do not.”

Y/n let out an amused breath before asking. “And what's that?” 

“Your name.” Paul smirked

Y/n nodded with a smile. “Y/n. Y/n Swan.”

“Well, Y/n Swan. It’s nice to finally meet you.” Paul’s smirk fell into a smile. He always teased the others who already had their imprints about how whipped they were, but now he was starting to understand.

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[zapreportsblog]

Hi I was wondering if you could do a felix, Bella, Alec , demetri fix could you please base it of new moon

If you could write it I would be so grateful thank xxx

Perfect, absolutely amazing!

↱ the predators and their prey ↰

➘ summary : Bella always assumed Edward was her mate when in reality she was the mate to another vampire or rather vampires

➘ a/n: firstly I find this gif to absolutely fucking hilarious like why tf is her hands moving like that 😭 ooh update : I changed the gif

➘ volturi x reader , felix x demetri x bella swan x alec

The night had settled over Forks, casting long shadows across the quiet streets. Bella Swan sat on the couch in her dimly lit living room, staring blankly at the TV screen. Her heartache was palpable, her thoughts consumed by the memory of Edward Cullen's departure. Months had passed since that fateful day in the forest, yet the pain was as fresh as if it had just happened.

With a heavy sigh, Bella reached for the remote and switched off the TV. She leaned back against the cushions, closing her eyes as if trying to shut out the world. The empty silence of the house only served to amplify her loneliness.

Suddenly, a sound caught her attention—a faint, almost imperceptible tapping against the window. Bella's eyes shot open, her heart skipping a beat. She turned her gaze towards the window, her breath catching in her throat when she saw a figure standing outside.

It was Alice Cullen, the ethereal and enigmatic sister of Edward. Bella's heart raced as she hurried to the window and unlocked it, allowing Alice to glide into the room with a grace that defied human limitations.

"Bella," Alice said, her voice both urgent and comforting. "I'm so sorry to intrude, but I need to talk to you."

Bella's emotions were a tumultuous mix of shock, relief, and confusion. She had always been drawn to Alice, the vibrant and mysterious girl who had become one of her closest friends after she'd started dating Edward. But Alice had disappeared along with the rest of the Cullen family after Edward left, leaving Bella in a void of silence.

"Where have you been?" Bella managed to choke out, her voice a mixture of disbelief and emotion.

Alice's golden eyes held a mixture of regret and understanding. "I couldn't be around after Edward left. It was too difficult for me," she explained, her tone sincere. "But I came back as soon as I saw a chance to help."

Bella's heart hammered in her chest. "Help with what?"

Alice took a step closer, her gaze unwavering. "Edward," she answered simply. "I've seen a vision—a way to bring him back. But I can't do it alone. I need your help, Bella."

Bella's breath caught. The mere mention of Edward's name had rekindled the pain she'd tried so hard to suppress. "You saw a way to bring him back?" she whispered, her voice a mixture of disbelief and hope.

Alice nodded, her expression determined. "Yes, but it's risky, and we have to act quickly. Will you help me, Bella?"

Bella's mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. A chance to see Edward again—to undo the agonizing separation that had torn them apart—was both tempting and terrifying. But deep down, she knew she couldn't ignore the opportunity that Alice was presenting.

With a shaky breath, Bella met Alice's gaze. "Tell me what we need to do."

Alice's lips curved into a small, grateful smile. "Thank you, Bella. We're going to need your courage for this."

As Alice began to explain the plan, Bella felt a spark of determination ignite within her. The path ahead was uncertain, but the prospect of reuniting with Edward was a beacon of light in the darkness that had consumed her life. And as she listened to Alice's words, Bella knew that she was embarking on a journey that would test her in ways she couldn't have imagined—a journey that could potentially lead her back to the love she had lost.

The night air was cool and crisp as Bella and Alice found themselves in an unfamiliar country. The journey had been swift and silent, Alice's preternatural speed carrying them to this distant land. Tall trees surrounded them, their branches swaying gently in the breeze, and the moon cast an eerie glow on the path ahead.

"We're almost there," Alice said, her voice carrying a note of anticipation. "Just a little further."

Bella's heart raced with a mixture of anxiety and hope. She had followed Alice without question, drawn by the possibility of reuniting with Edward. But the uncertainty of their mission gnawed at her, the weight of her decision becoming more tangible with each step.

As they reached a clearing, Alice suddenly froze, her eyes distant as if she were gazing into the unknown. A shiver ran down Bella's spine, and she watched as Alice's brow furrowed, her expression shifting from anticipation to concern.

"Alice, what is it?" Bella asked, her voice edged with worry.

Alice's focus snapped back to Bella, her eyes wide with a mixture of realization and alarm. "I had another vision," she said hurriedly. "Edward—he's exposing himself to the Volturi, thinking they won't kill him because of his abilities."

Bella's heart clenched at the words. The idea of Edward putting himself in danger to protect her was both heartwarming and distressing. "We have to stop him," she insisted, her voice tinged with urgency.

Without another word, Bella started running, her determination propelling her forward. The trees blurred past her as her steps became swift and purposeful. She could feel the adrenaline coursing through her veins, her mind focused solely on reaching Edward before he made a rash decision.

As she broke through the treeline into a small clearing, Bella's heart sank. Edward stood there, his back to her, facing the Volturi guards Felix and Demetri. The tension in the air was palpable, and she could sense the conflict raging within him.

"Edward!" Bella called out, her voice carrying a mixture of worry and desperation.

Edward turned at the sound of her voice, his expression a mix of surprise and relief. Before Bella could reach him, however, Jane appeared in a blur of motion, her eyes narrowing as she focused on Bella.

"Stop right there," Jane said, her voice cold and commanding.

Bella skidded to a stop, her heart racing as she found herself face to face with Jane. The petite vampire's gaze held an unsettling intensity, and Bella could feel the weight of her power pressing down on her.

"Isabella Swan," Jane mused, a hint of a smirk tugging at her lips. "It seems you're determined to make quite an impression on our coven."

Alice joined Bella's side, her stance poised and unyielding. "We're here to talk to the kings," Alice stated firmly.

Felix and Demetri flanked Jane, their presence imposing and unwavering. "The kings are expecting you," Demetri said, his voice carrying a note of finality.

As Jane, Felix, and Demetri surrounded Bella and Alice, Bella felt a mixture of apprehension and determination. The Volturi were not to be taken lightly, and their reputation for swift and decisive action was well-known.

With a deep breath, Bella exchanged a glance with Alice, their shared resolve evident in their eyes. The path ahead was uncertain, fraught with danger and uncertainty. But as they prepared to face the kings of the Volturi, Bella knew that the choices they made now would determine not only their own fates, but the future of those they cared for most.

As Bella and Alice stood before the three kings of the Volturi, the air in the grand chamber was heavy with tension. Aro, Caius, and Marcus regarded them with a mixture of curiosity and authority, their expressions unreadable as they listened to Alice explain their purpose for seeking an audience.

"We've come to plead for Edward's life," Alice said, her voice steady despite the weight of the request.

Aro's lips curled into a smile, his crimson eyes twinkling with amusement. "Ah, the ties that bind. Love is a powerful motivator, isn't it?" he mused, his gaze flickering between Bella and Alice.

Bella's heart raced, her emotions a whirlwind as she faced the kings. She was acutely aware of the gravity of their situation and the potential consequences of their actions. But her determination to save Edward gave her the strength to stand her ground.

As the conversation continued, Bella couldn't shake the feeling that there was more at play than met the eye. The Volturi had always been enigmatic, their motives often shrouded in secrecy. She sensed a subtle undercurrent of tension between the Volturi guards—Jane, Alec, Felix, and Demetri. Their gazes occasionally met hers, and she saw a mixture of intrigue and calculation in their eyes.

Unbeknownst to Bella, Marcus had been quietly observing the interactions. His ancient eyes, clouded with centuries of experience, noticed the shifting dynamics and the subtle bonds forming between Alec, Felix, Demetri, and Bella. The connection, faint but growing, intrigued him.

During a lull in the conversation, Marcus leaned in to speak quietly to Aro. "There's something interesting happening, Aro. A bond—subtle, but significant—forming between Alec, Felix, Demetri, and the girl."

Aro's gaze sparkled with intrigue, and a smile played at the corners of his lips. "Ah, young love. How delightful," he said, his voice carrying a mixture of amusement and interest.

As the conversation resumed, Aro's attention was drawn to the interactions between the guards and Bella. His crimson eyes glittered with amusement as he observed the way Jane's gaze occasionally softened when she looked at Bella, or how Alec seemed to be more attentive in Bella's presence. Felix and Demetri's behavior, though less obvious, also revealed signs of a growing connection.

"Bella," Aro said suddenly, his voice laced with amusement. "It appears you've managed to capture the attention of not just one, but five members of our esteemed guard."

Bella's cheeks flushed, her gaze shifting between Aro and the guards. The revelation left her feeling both surprised and unnerved.

"We shall have to keep an eye on these intriguing developments," Aro continued, his tone playful. "It seems love is in the air."

As the kings and the guards shared a knowing glance, Bella felt a mixture of emotions—bewilderment, curiosity, and a touch of embarrassment. The unpredictable turn of events had added a layer of complexity to their already delicate situation.

Bella exchanged a glance with Alice, and in that shared moment, they knew that the choices they made now could have far-reaching consequences. As they navigated the intricate web of relationships within the Volturi, Bella and Alice were both aware that their journey had taken an unexpected turn—one that would test not only their resolve, but the bonds they formed along the way.

Bella's heart raced as she absorbed Aro's words. "This can't be true," she whispered, her voice filled with a mixture of disbelief and desperation. "Edward and I are mates.”

“You stupid girl! All he wants is your blood!” growls Caius.

“There's more to our connection than just my blood."

Aro regarded Bella with a mixture of sympathy and amusement. "I understand that this may be difficult for you to accept, my dear Bella. But I must clarify that Edward is not your mate in the traditional sense. He is, in fact, a blood singer—a rarity among humans. Your blood calls out to him, hence his inexplicable attraction to you."

The truth hit Bella like a tidal wave, leaving her stunned and overwhelmed. Her thoughts raced as she considered the implications of what Aro was saying. The foundation of her belief, the idea that she and Edward were destined to be together, was being shattered before her very eyes.

Alice placed a comforting hand on Bella's shoulder, her eyes filled with empathy. "Bella, I'm so sorry," she murmured softly.

As the weight of reality settled in, Bella's gaze shifted to the Volturi guards—Demetri, Felix, and Alec. Their eyes were fixed on her with an intensity that sent a shiver down her spine. The revelation that her connection with Edward was purely based on her blood left her feeling vulnerable and exposed.

Demetri's lips curled into a subtle smile, his gaze unyielding. Felix's expression remained impassive, but there was a predatory glint in his eyes. Jane's lips curved into a faint smirk, while Alec's gaze held a mix of curiosity and something that Bella couldn't quite decipher.

Aro's voice broke through Bella's racing thoughts. "My dear Bella, you possess a unique allure—a siren's call that beckons not just Edward, but others as well."

Bella's eyes widened, her heart pounding as she realized the implications of Aro's words. The guards—the ones who had already shown signs of a growing connection to her—were now looking at her with a hunger that left her feeling exposed, like prey caught in their sights.

"You see, my dear," Aro continued, his tone almost casual, "a blood singer's allure is potent, and it can affect even the most disciplined of vampires."

The realization hit Bella like a blow to the chest. She was standing before a coven of powerful vampires, and her very existence seemed to incite a primal response within them. The guards' reactions were unsettling, their predatory gazes fixed on her as if she were the embodiment of their desires.

As Bella met their unwavering stares, a surge of determination welled within her. She may be a source of fascination and danger, but she was also more than just her blood. With her heart set on reuniting with Edward, Bella braced herself for the challenges ahead, knowing that the choices she made now would determine not only her fate, but the fates of those around her.

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[findmeinforks]

Understanding - Paul Lahote X Fem!Reader

A little break up, make up one shot while I work on part two of stay 💕 as always, let me know what you think! 2.4K Words ❤️

You had been understanding. You had been so, incredibly, unbelievably understanding. You had been kind, patient, considerate. You had thrown every insecurity away in your mind. You shoved your feelings right down your throat.

But that was over with now.

Now, you faced him. In the middle of the yard, your throat agonizingly raw from yelling. You were shocked he hadn't phased yet, but he knew the minute he did you would take off. The pack, watching from afar and unbeknownst to you, were also shocked at his restraint.

"I would NEVER do anything to hurt you. Why won't you believe that?"

You laughed wetly through the tears. You were down right manic over what he didn't comprehend.

"Really?? You don't understand why I would be upset by ANY of this? Are you that fucking blind?"

Paul huffed through his nose, attempting to control his temper.

"I have a job, Y/N. There's new bloodsuckers popping up every day now and we have to make sure we're ready for anything. That means stacking up our numbers against them. Guy or girl, they have to be trained."

You scoffed, rolling your eyes,

"And don't you find it at all peculiar that everyone else is out on their own but you're STILL having to train this same girl? DAY IN AND DAY OUT?!"

He sighed.

"She should be ready, I know. But every time we get on patrol, she gets fearful and fails at basic exercises. Sam has me spend extra time with her."

You threw up your hands as if the answer was obvious, "Then TELL Sam to have someone else take a turn?"

"She only likes training with me."

Your eyes went wide, and all you saw was red.

"AND THAT DOESNT GIVE YOU ANY FUCKING CLUE THAT MAYBE SHES FAILING ON PURPOSE FOR YOUR ATTENTION? THAT MAYBE SHE DOESNT GIVE A SHIT ABOUT IMPRINTS? THAT MAYBE PERHAPS SHE HAS DIFFERENT INTENTIONS?"

Paul shook his head, him now scoffing.

"It's actually really hard to learn to navigate being a wolf. That's something YOU don't seem to understand."

You think you had lost your mind. It seemed as though the world crumbled around you, his words ringing in your ears from the impact. That was not something the imprint you knew before this would have ever dared say to you. It wasn't that you believed Paul would ever be disloyal, but your instincts were damn sure this girl wanted him to be.

You nodded, swallowing the lump in your throat.

"You're right. I don't. You need to be with someone that understands. We're done."

Paul stepped back like he had taken a blow to the chest. His eyes softened now.

"You....you don't mean that."

You headed towards your car, not being able to face the broken look in his eyes.

"Y/N, wait," he reached out, and even though you were mad, a part of it killed you to deny him.

You shook your head, new tears rehydrating their original streaks.

You sniffled, and took a deep breath.

"I'm tired, Paul. I'm tired of waiting up for you. I'm tired of being left unanswered for hours. I'm tired of making plans that just get canceled. Im tired of being lonely. And most of all, I'm tired of being disappointed."

He grabbed your arm before you could fully get in, and you saw Sam emerge, still at a respectable distance from the two of you.

"Baby listen, okay, I'm sorry. I can do better I-"

"You've said that before Paul. This is not the first time we've fought about this."

Tears pricked the corners of his eyes now.

"Please. Don't." He whispered.

He almost made you cave. You so badly wanted to stay. But you also knew if you did, it would be the same reoccurring cycle. He had to know you were serious. You wanted the relationship you had before she came along. Until you were sure you would get that again, you had to leave.

"I have to go. Call me when your priorities change." You said as you gently pulled out of his grip and shut the door. And with that, you took off to your father's place.

-

Paul stood planted in the same spot you had left him, shattered. What had he done?

He felt a small hand on his shoulder, a feminine voice in his ear,

"Maybe it was for the better. She seems like a total bitch."

Paul's blood turned cold. It was as if in that very moment, he had come to his senses. The smoke had cleared in his crowded mind. You were right. Of course you were right. All the stress that had been on his plate, he hadn't been thinking clearly at all.

He came to realization now, and it was too late.

Paul yanked away his arm, turning with a fury in his eyes to the woman behind him. She shrunk back under his gaze, feigning an innocence he knew good and well was all fake.

He trembled with anger, barely registering that Sam was now in between him and the girl. Paul pointed a finger at her, teeth gritting with anger.

"Get. The FUCK. Away from me."

Paul ripped apart as he phased, having it bottled up for far too long, and dashing off like a mad man into the woods.

The woman gaped like a fish, starting to babble, turning to Sam for reassurance.

"I didn't do anything I-"

Sam huffed a breath through his nose, "You heard him. I think it would be best if you left. Embry's cousin or not, you are no longer welcome here. That's an order."

Sam shook his head, running a hand through his hair as she stormed off. He felt guilty for letting it get like this. He had some suspicions about her joining the pack, seeing as she was always gravitating towards Paul, but he had shrugged it off, too occupied with everything else going on.

Sam also knew too well what it was like to hurt an imprint. Physically or emotionally, the bond felt all the same. Strict alpha or not, he valued Paul as a brother, and just hoped you would come back for him.

-

As Paul laid his head onto his pillow, he watched the days go by before him. Being forced to come eat dinner by Emily and whenever he had patrol were just about the only times Paul left his bed. He would call you once a day, sometimes with a small hope you'd answer, and sometimes just to hear your voicemail. After his patrol shifts ended, he would often sneak off to your house, just to make sure he'd know you were safe, if even from a mile away.

-

"Do you think she'll ever come back?" Kim asked Jared quietly one day, after watching Paul barely eat his food and sulk back up to his room.

"I don't know honestly. Y/N is just as stubborn as he is. But I do miss him. I've never in my life seen Paul like this. His internal thoughts are depressing as hell..."

Kim sighed, "It's not like she's doing any better. She finally answered my call yesterday, and I had to double check who I was talking too. She's miserable, Jare."

He shrugged, "I mean what can we do about it babe? You can't get involved in people's business like that."

"They're not people. They're family." She mumbled as she clutched her coffee mug.

-

Another week had gone by, the pack all sitting in the kitchen getting ready to eat.

"Boys. We have information on the new vampires in town," Sam announced as he walked through the door with Jacob.

"They're after Bella. She had a run in with that red head we keep chasing to the border every night. Her boyfriend had tried to kill her so the Cullen's killed him, and now this bitch is assembling an army to take her out for revenge." Jacob relayed.

This grabbed Paul's attention. If they were after your sister, that meant you were in danger.

"We're going to help them fight. Our people are at risk if we let this get out of hand, or if the Cullen's lose. But until the army comes here, we're going to be sharing shifts with them to watch over the Swan house," Sam said, looking at Paul who was heading out the door.

"Paul."

"You can watch Bella from a distance. I'm taking my imprint home," he slammed the front door.

"I can't imagine that's gonna go good." Embry mumbled.

-

Your body jolted upright from the couch at the abrupt knocking on the front door. You hadn't been expecting anyone, Bella out doing who knows what with Edward, and Charlie hours away on a fishing trip.

Opening the door your breath caught in your throat.

"What are you doing here?"

"We have to go. Now." He said sternly, ignoring your bewildered look as he flew past you and up the stairs to your room.

"And just who the hell do you think you are?!" You stormed after him, appalled he was barging in your house like this.

"There's an entire army of vampires on the hunt for your sister. You're not safe here, I'm taking you to Emily's." he said as he grabbed a suitcase and started throwing random clothes in.

"You don't own me Paul Lahote. I'm not going anywhere with you." You crossed your arms as you looked at him incredulously.

He refused to look you in the eye as he spoke, his breathing heavy from your scent,

"It is still my job to protect you whether we're together or not. You don't have to talk to me at all if you don't want too, and you can sleep in the spare bedroom" He said as he continued to pack.

You laughed.

"Come to Emily's with her there? I think the fuck-"

"She's not there anymore."

"Ohhhh so because she's gone you care about me again."

He stopped, this time turning to look you in the eyes for the first time in two weeks.

"Don't you ever fucking say that. I could give a shit less about her. It's always been you. I'm....look, I'm sorry I didn't make you believe that before. You were right. And I was so unbelievably wrong. I understand why you don't want to be with me anymore. I'm not asking you to forgive me. Im asking, just for the time being, that you do this so that I know you are safe....please."

You wish you could have stopped the tears that welled up in your eyes. A part of you wanted to stay mad forever, just to make a point. But the other just wanted to wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him. Two weeks felt like two years apart from him, and your heart so desperately ached to be near him again.

"Fine," you whispered.

Paul looked like he wanted to say something more, his eyes lingering on yours, but he decided against it, zipping up your bag and heading to the truck.

-

Once you both arrived to Emily's the pack headed out to train with the Cullen's, leaving you both and Kim at the kitchen table.

"So you guys.....didn't make up?" Kim asked disappointed.

You shook your head, "He just wanted me here. He apologized and said he wanted me to be safe. It was left at that."

Emily reached her hand over into yours,

"Do you want to be with him?" She asked genuinely.

"I.....I mean," you sighed. "Of course I want to be with him. I just was so angry, you know?? I didn't like feeling that way in our relationship. Alone."

The girls nodded understandably.

"If it helps, he's been an absolute wreck without you. I think if anything it was a wake up call." Kim offered.

"I haven't been exactly living the best either," you slightly chuckled.

"Well. We are more than excited to have you back in the house. That being said, I'm going to need both of your help with dinner." Emily smiled as she looked at the clock, standing up.

You grinned, happy to at least be here with your friends.

-

It was the night before the fight. Everything was quiet, but you lie awake, your mind racing. You hadn't said much to Paul in the three days you were here. There were lingering stares, brushing past eachother occasionally in the hall, but no conversations had been had. You felt a pit in your stomach at the idea of this fight. What if something happened and you never got to see him again? What if the last thing you had between you two was this awkward tension? The more you thought about it, the faster the tears spilled down your cheeks. You sniffled hard.

A gentle knock at the door startled you, getting up you frantically tried to wipe them away.

There he stood on the other side, leaning against the frame. His eyes looked so exhausted, like he hadn't gotten sleep either in days. "Whats wrong?" He said softly, taking a look at your face.

His gentle voice was enough to send you flying into his embrace. You arms wrapped around him as you sobbed into his neck.

He held your waist as he walked you both backwards into the room, shutting the door. His hand caressed your face as he leaned his cheek on your forehead.

"Hey, hey. Shhhh. I'm right here. It's okay. You're okay. You're safe."

You leaned back just enough to look at him, shaking your head. Your voice was broken and trembling,

"I-I don't care that I'm safe. T-tomorrow. A-and you. What if we never-"

Paul used both hands to cradle your face.

"Hey. Listen to me. Everything will be okay. This is what we've been training for. It's us and the Cullen's against them, our numbers are stronger. I'll be fine, alright? I'm just happy you're here and away from harm."

"I can't live without you. I love you." You whispered.

Paul instantly kissed you. It was like a wave of relief and happiness washed over you as you kissed him back with every ounce of passion you could muster.

Both your tongues danced as you refused to pull away from eachother. Paul bent down only for a moment to hoist you up in his arms, taking you into his room instead.

Unfortunately due to advanced hearing, the house was no longer quiet that night.

#paul lahote #sam uley #bella swan #edward cullen #embry call #twilight #imagine #jacob black #new moon #quil ateara #paul lahote x you #paul lahote x reader #paul x reader

[volturissideslut]

Headcanons for Edward with a flirty s/o?

𝕰𝖉𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖉 𝕮𝖚𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖓

This was really fun to write. Reader is a vampire that's been with him for decades. Edward isn't moody and broody, he's in a happy relationship.

One thing that always managed to bring a smile to Edwards cold undead face was you. His mate. Decades into your relationship you somehow make the centuries old man still feel like a giddy teenager in his first relationship.

Even now, as he pulls into the garage at the Cullen house, you act as if its the first time you've ever seen him

"Hey hottie," your grin is teasing and although you're only just started, he's fighting back a laugh. "your should take me on a date sometime" you wink and spread your palm over his shoulder,biting your lip.

"maybe I should" he tries to sound cocky, like he usually is, but fails miserably. Grabbing your chin, he pulls you in for a big smooch and feels all warm and gooey inside.

You hand him a card. One with your number on it, he recognises, given that it's the one he uses most often, the one saved on his speed dial. He looks at you, only to be met with the sight on you walking away with a sway to your hips. Turning to the side, you gesture a phone with your hand and whisper a "call me"

It genuinely takes him a moment to compose himself, head down to hide the sunshine smile he's got right now.

Giggling like a school girl, he dials your number even though he knows youre upstairs in your shared room.

"hey hottie" he says this time when you pick up, listening to your laugh on the other side of the line and upstairs using his vampire hearing. "so when should I take you on this date, huh?"

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[xetswan]

IMAGINES- Jasper x reader

My Star

(This was requested months ago and I’m so sorry I’m just now putting this out 😭)

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In which Jasper lost his “Star” before turning into a vampire and years later spots her with his new vegetarian family.

“Are you sure you’re ready for this?” Carlisle asked Jasper whose eyes were widened already trying to control his thirst around all the humans.

He nodded his head.

Edward and Emmett stood on either side of him.

“If it gets too much let one of us know.” Alice stood in front of Jasper with a sweet smile on her face.

The family thought Alice and Jasper would end up together due to how much he trusted her but Alice knew she wasn’t the one for him.

He mourned for his lover before them.

Before turning.

She knew that was the only woman for him.

And he was glad she understand, not having to speak on it. The pain was too much for him to bare so he kept silent about it.

“Yes, ma’am.” He smiles down at the girl, his hands laid behind him, clasped together.

“Alright, you got this.” She nods at him, getting out of their way and the three men enter together. The rest of the family behind them.

As they entered the loud building the energy switched.

Jasper focused on the music that played, watching the girls that kicked their feet and played with the bottoms of their dresses as they danced.

The men that encourage them, cheering them on.

He scanned the room, observing.

“I want to dance.” Rosalie stated behind them.

“Let’s dance then baby!” Emmett boomed.

Edward furrowed his brows trying to remind them of why they were here.

Alice placed a hand on his shoulder. “Let them have fun.” She nods her head to assure him.

Edward makes eye contact with Carlisle who also allows it, taking Esme’s hand and taking her to dance.

He scoffs, staying sternly next to Jasper.

Jasper still scanned the room, not paying attention to his new family. Alice joined Jasper’s other side and took his hand.

“Want to try to dance too?” She had a lot of hope and confidence in him.

Something he could say the same for.

The blood burning his nose as he tried his hardest to hold it in.

“I don’t know, honestly.” He answers her, his nose flaring but he tries to hold it in.

“You got this, trust me.” She pulls him onto the dance floor as well.

Alice begins to twist her hips, following the rhythm of the music.

“C’mon!” She encourages, now kicking her feet and moving his arms for him.

“I don’t know how to dance.” He begins to smile.

“Just follow my lead.” She gets more into and he finally follows suit, the burning in his nose still there but she distracts him from it.

Edward still stood there, solemnly.

Watching Jasper’s every move, making sure he doesn’t get caught up and switch like a light.

As Jasper dances, he glances around again.

A shine of a light flashes on a man and he stares at the guy for a little bit before moving alone onto the next thing.

This time his eyes spot a lady.

A lady who looks oddly familiar.

Her hair bouncing as she dances and laughs.

Time freezes for him. Alice notices his change in posture. His moves slow down.

“Jasper?” She turns to see what he’s looking at. Edward comes up to them, pulling them off the dance floor.

“What happened?” Edward aggressively questions.

“I- I don’t know.” Alice stammers, Jasper’s eyes don’t leave the girl he saw.

“Jasper, what’s going on?” Edward grabs onto the mans shoulders.

“I see her.” Is all that leaves his lips.

“See who?” Alice asks, gently pushing Edward out of the way.

“My star.” He whispers, shoving past Alice and Edward, the girl left the dance floor and to the bar.

He stays feet away but watch her every movement just like Edward was doing to him.

But for him, he was trying to see if it’s true.

If it’s his star. As she got her drink, Edward grabs onto him once again.

“Jasper, you can’t do that.” Glaring at the man who doesn’t seem to be there. Not paying attention to his “brother.”

She’s on the move once again, a man beside her this time. She’s flirting with him and Jasper feels a pang in his chest.

She laugh and he hears it for a split second. That’s how he knew, it’s her.

It’s his star.

She grabs onto the man’s shirt that she’s flirting with and guides him outside into the back of the building. Jasper realizes he needs to get Edward off of his back.

He looks around trying to find something to do so. Alice watches Jasper’s movements and then she gets a vision.

Holding onto the wall once it’s over.

She grins and goes over to Edward.

“Eddie!” She laughs vibrantly, grabbing onto the boy and spinning him around. “Please dance with me!” She then spins herself with his hand. “Alice, now’s not the time.”

“When ever is there a time, Edward.” She pouts, then glances at Jasper and widens her eyes, telling him to go as she distracts the boy.

He mouths a “thank you” before rushing off. Following who he believes is his lover.

He exits the building, now being quiet.

He looks around for her. Not spotting her as the wind blows in the air. The moon shining down on him and the body of water ahead.

He takes a few steps out, he hears some noises of a man whimpering, gargling his own blood.

The blood smell fills Jasper’s nostrils.

He feels enticed by it, his body moving slowly towards the dying body feet away from him. It’s the man that she came out with.

It’s the same man from before.

And before he can get any closer his body flies to the ground with a thud. Someone pinning him down. “Who are you?” A voice questions, shoving him further into the ground.

The lady not getting a look at him.

He grunts, trying to fight her off. Slowly he stops fighting, trying to get a good look at her face.

“My star.” He huffs out, his hands laid next to him and her strength weakens on him. Pulling her hands back.

“Jasper?” Her voice breaks, this time he flips them over and pins her down. Not harshly.

She laughs loudly.

“My Jasper!” She squeals, not able to do anything but she kicks her feet to the ground as he stares down at her with a grin.

“[Name], I thought you were dead.” He tells her, observing every feature upon her face.

“I thought you were dead.” She lifts her head up to tell him. He lets her arms go but still straddles her waist, slightly hovering above her though.

“You’re one of them too?” He notices the blood that drips from her mouth.

“I was turned after you left, they invaded our home.” She informs him, leaning up on her elbows. He closes his eyes, shaking his head.

“I should’ve been with you.” He mentally beats himself up.

“Hey! Who’s back here?!” A voice shouts and the two scramble up. Jasper grabs her hand, yanking her away from the scene. They hide behind a vehicle as a sheriff flashes a light around the area they were just at.

He finds the body and gasps. [Name] giggles to herself, watching from the window of the car.

She looks down at Jasper with a smile, gripping his hand and she guides him to the lake in a fast movement.

“You eat humans?” He suddenly asks her. She furrows her brows. “What else would I eat, darling?” She bends down, cleaning the blood off of her face. Luckily none of it got onto her dress.

“Animals.” He responds in a quiet tone.

“Your family’s one of the vegetarians?” She sat on her knees but turned her body to his direction.

“Your’s isn’t?” He tilts his head.

“I don’t have one. I’ve been alone since they killed everyone in our village.” She hums, playing with the water.

“Everyone?” He repeats.

She then realizes how insensitive she sounds, that was his family too. “The Volturi, since everyone grew in havoc they deemed us dead. No hope for any of us to be civil enough to live out in the world.” She thinks back to her memories of when it all happened, the fire.

“I escaped without anyone realizing. I’ve been on the run for a while.” She stands up.

“Before the village was turned they told me you died. I had no reason of living. But then I was turned and I couldn’t even kill myself. It was tragic.” She places a hand on his cheek, rubbing it gently.

“Did you ever return home?” She goes to take her hand back but he grabs it, keeping it on his face. Cradling her hand.

“No, she told me you were dead and I couldn’t bare to see your name on a grave.” He spoke softly.

“She?” She furrows her brows.

“Maria. She turned me. Made me her personal soldier after she told me you were dead.” He closes his eyes trying to fight back the memory of him falling to his knees when he found out his star was dead.

“I’ll kill her.” Venom laces in [Name]’s voice but Jasper chuckles.

“She’s dead, my Star.” He shakes his head.

“Good, she’ll never experience my torture.” She half-jokes. Knowing there’s some truth to it.

“Never leave my side again.” He kisses her hand, pulling her into his arms.

“Never again.” She agrees, laying her head on his chest. It was cut off by yelling.

“Jasper!” His siblings were looking for him, he grabbed [Name], holding her close to him as the family found the man.

“Who is this?” Rosalie was the first to question. Esme held Carlisle’s hand. Alice clapped her hands.

“It’s her!” She grinned. Jasper gave the shorter girl an earnest smile.

“Her?” Rosalie gave a dirty look, still confused. “It’s [Name], his passed lover.” Carlisle announces.

Edward then lets it all hit him.

That’s why he was acting weird in the building. Relief also hits him when he doesn’t see blood all over him. Just a little on the girl next to him.

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