A/N: So... my new story. This idea has been brewing in my head the past couple of days and I finally decided to write it during Sociology.
I hope you like it.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. SM owns all characters.
1. Mirror, Mirror
Bella
"Bella, is this really what you want?"
"Of course it is." I said indignantly. "Jasper is perfectly capable of looking after me. He isn't going to hurt me, if that's what you're worried about."
"That's not what I'm—"
"Edward." I turned to him and cupped his face in my hands. "You need to hunt. Badly. I don't need you to protect me every single minute of every day."
"But what if I like to?" he pouted.
I laughed at his pout. He reminded me of Emmett at this moment.
"I love you, Edward. Please, go hunt. I don't want you to be uncomfortable around me."
He sighed and nodded. Quickly kissing me on the cheek, Edward left through the window.
The whole family, apart from Jasper, was going hunting for the weekend. I tried telling him I would be fine with him gone, that I didn't need him to stay home and watch me. He told me that he was worried something would happen and he wouldn't be there to stop it. Finally, we compromised.
Actually, Jasper stepped in and told Edward he could watch me. Edward was reluctant to leave me with Jasper but I trusted Jasper more than even he realized. What happened on my birthday was my fault. I should have been more careful
Besides, I could use this time to get to know Jasper better. Despite everything that's happened since the Cullens returned, Jasper and I haven't had the chance to really get to know each other. He told me about his past with Maria. It's scary how horrific his life was before he met the Cullens.
Jasper was standing in the kitchen, looking in the fridge with a frustrated look on his face.
"Hey Jasper," I laughed. "Looking for something in there?"
"I was going to make you dinner." He said, turning around. "Until I realized I don't know how to cook."
I was touched at his offer. "You don't have to cook for me Jasper. I'm happy with just ordering a pizza."
Jasper shut the door with relief. "Great. I'll call."
I snickered and followed him into the living room. "I appreciate the sentiment." I said, patting him on the back before curling up on the couch.
He huffed and called the pizza place. "Just for that, I'm not telling you what you're getting on your pizza."
I laughed. After living with Charlie, I could eat almost anything on pizza. I grabbed the book sitting on the coffee table and flipped through the pages, trying to find where I left off.
When Jasper came back, he sat beside me and turned on the TV, flipping through the channels. We sat in comfortable silence while we waited for my dinner to arrive.
"Bella?" Jasper's voice called me away from Jane Eyre. I looked up at him. He had turned off the TV and was staring out the window.
"What's wrong, Jasper?" I asked, closing the book.
He didn't say anything for a while. I waited, staring at him. "Thank you."
Of all the things I expected to hear, that wasn't one of them. "For what?" I wondered. "I didn't do anything."
"You did more than you think." He said, looking at me. "You stood up for me against Edward."
It slowly dawned on me what he was talking about. "Jasper, I know you would never hurt me. Edward has no right to make you think otherwise."
He opened his mouth to protest. I put my hand over his mouth to stop it. "What happened on my birthday was not your fault. It was mine."
Jasper shook his head in disagreement but thankfully didn't say anything. "It's nice knowing that someone believes in my abilities."
"Jasper, I understand that what happened with Maria sucked." He winced at the mention of his sire. "But getting away from her and changing everything you used to know is impressive altogether. No one understands how difficult it is because they've never been in the same position as you. The Cullens are too hard on you." I shook my head and sighed. "You are stronger than you think, Jasper. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise."
He blinked and stared at me with wide eyes. Judging from his face, he never expected me to say anything like that.
"Edward was wrong to keep you away. If anything, having me around is helpful in trying to control your thirst,"
"No Bella. Edward was right." He disagreed. "I could kill you at any moment."
"But you wouldn't." I said. "You and I spent a couple of days together when we were hiding from James. You never tried to hurt me than."
"Because Alice was there." He pointed out. "She would have stopped me."
"That's not the point, Jasper." I said patiently. "You were so focused on trying to protect me that you didn't think about my blood."
"What about your birthday?" he hissed angrily. "I nearly killed you over something as simple as a paper cut."
"That's because you were overcome with six other bloodlusts, including Edward's, which was so much stronger because I'm his singer."
Why was he fighting me on this? Didn't he want someone to believe that he wasn't the monster he thought he was?
Jasper and I glared at each other for a long moment. Finally, he sighed and chuckled. "You are a force to be reckoned with, Bella Swan."
"Does that mean you believe me?"
"No." He said. "But I'm tired of arguing with you. You're too stubborn to listen to what I'm saying."
I rolled my eyes and picked up my book. Before I could get into it, the doorbell rang. With a sigh, I put the book down and followed Jasper to the door. He was paying the pizza guy, who looked way too nervous to be there.
"Maybe next time you should go pick up the pizza, rather than have them come here."
"Probably." He agreed. I took the pizza from his hands and went to the dining room. Jasper came inside shortly after and leaned against the wall with his arms crossed. "So, what do you want to do tonight?"
I swallowed and shrugged. "We could watch a movie. I heard Gone with the Wind is on tonight and I want to watch that."
Jasper groaned. "Seriously? Do you know how long that movie is?"
I snickered. "Of course I do." I said. "I never thought I'd see a restless vampire. Especially one that time has no meaning to,"
"It's not just that." He grumbled. "Do you know how inaccurate that movie is?"
"No." I answered, wiping the grease from my fingers on a napkin. "Do you?"
"Yes." He mumbled. "I grew up in that time period, in case you've forgotten."
"I haven't forgotten." I said. "Come on, Jasper. You can tell me which parts were wrong."
He sighed and nodded. "You really are a strange human."
"I don't know whether to laugh or feel insulted."
"How 'bout both?"
I stuck my tongue out at him. "If you're done laughing at my expense, I'm going to have a shower and change."
Jasper nodded and picked up my plate. "I'll clean up and get a couple of blankets."
"Jasper," He turned around and raised an eyebrow. "Thanks for staying with me."
His eyes softened and he nodded.
I went upstairs and turned on the water, waiting for it to heat up. It didn't take long and by the time I got in, the entire bathroom was full of steam. I shivered when the hot water hit my cool skin. The water felt great against my tense muscles and soon enough, I was feeling more relaxed than I have in a while. I stayed in the shower until my skin felt wrinkly. I shivered as I stepped out and wrapped a towel around my naked body.
Combing through my bags, I pulled out a pair of blue flannel pants and a black tank top. After brushing through my wet hair, I let it dry naturally and pulled out a black hoodie from Edward's closet. It didn't look like something he would wear... I shrugged and headed towards to the door.
As I was leaving, a mirror I never noticed before, was hanging in the hallway. I didn't try to understand Esme reasoning to hang a mirror there but as I looked at it, something changed in the reflection. Instead of showing the opposite wall, the mirror showed me a completely different wall itself.
I turned around, just to make sure Esme hadn't painted the walls and simply forgot this side, which was ridiculous because Esme wasn't one to forget things, especially this. Sure enough, the walls were still the same. It was just a wall. I looked at the mirror again with a frown. I couldn't understand what was happening.
I reached out and touched the mirror, frowning.
Before I knew it, the mirror shimmered like a touch in water and I was falling. My scream was silenced abruptly.
I woke up with a start. I blinked and looked around, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. I was in the guest bedroom and the sun was blinding.
That's funny, I thought. I didn't remember going to bed last night. I was going to watch a movie with Jasper last night. What happened?
I slipped out of bed and glanced around the room. The room was nothing like I remember. Why would Jasper bring me in here? Why didn't he take me to Edward's room last night?
I left the room. "Jasper?" I called on my way out. I looked around and blinked. Was I even in the same house? It looked different from the Cullens' house. "Jasper, this isn't funny."
"Who's up there?" A voice called from downstairs. It sounded like Alice.
What was Alice doing home? I thought she was hunting with the rest of the family.
Alice and I met halfway. The only problem was it didn't look anything like Alice. Her hair was longer, her eyes were gray and she wore a dress that was not at all flattering on her petite frame.
"Alice, what the hell happened to you?"
"What do you mean, Miss?"
Miss? "Miss?" I echoed. "Alice, what's going on?"
Alice shook her head. "Come, Miss Bella. We must get you ready."
"Miss Bella?" I shook my head in confusion. "Ready for what?"
"To leave of course,"
I frowned at her, unable to understand. "What do you mean Alice? Where am I going?"
She looked at me with concern. "To get married. Your wedding is tomorrow."
"WHAT?"
Alice cringed away from me. "Please Miss. You must get ready or your mother will get upset."
"My mother?"
Speak of the Devil. Renee came up the stairs. "Isabella, why aren't you dressed yet? You must leave immediately. And what in Heaven's name are you wearing?"
I looked down at myself. I was dressed in the clothes I went to bed in. "What's wrong with what I'm wearing?"
"Isabella, are you feeling alright?"
"Yes, of course. Why do you keep calling me Isabella?" I asked.
"It is your name." Renee said.
"But you never call me Isabella."
"Mistress, we don't have time for this. Miss Bella must get ready."
"Yes, yes of course, of course. Alice, please help Bella get ready. I expect her down in five minutes."
"Yes mistress."
"Alice, I don't understand what's going on."
She looked at me with her stormy gray eyes. "You are getting married tomorrow, Isabella. I know you are unhappy about it but you must."
"Why would I be unhappy? I love Edward."
Alice's nose scrunched up. "Edward? The carriage boy?"
I looked at Alice in confusion. "I'm not... marrying Edward?"
"No, Miss Bella. You are marrying Jasper Whitlock."
"WHAT?"
That's all for now.
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