Alice POV:

Oh no, Jasper.

I hold on tight, keep myself as calm as I can.

I have got to wait before he tells me what happened.

He is sobbing in my shirt. So freakily fragile.

I motion to the others that I have control of the situation and they slip away, probably to discuss what has happened

"Edward, tell Esme that it is okay, he's just having an emotional overload, you all have such vivid emotions, it was just too much in a row"

Edward nods and they're gone.

Jasper is still clutching my clothes, burying his face in chest, trembling so hard I have trouble to stay upright.

I just hold on trying to soothe him

I start humming softly, rocking him to the slow melody

There, he is calming down.

Still holdin' on me as if his entire life was at stake, he raises his beautiful golden eyes to me.

He can't talk yet but I don't need him to actually say it

The pictures appear in front of my pupils as soon as he decide what he wants to say.

"Rosalie was raped. That's why she fears me. I felt it earlier. And Esme's concern afterward was just too much. I'm so weak Alice.. So damn defenceless in front of normal behaviors... Will I ever be normal? I'm so sorry I can't adapt to that life as you do."

I sigh, concentrating on my love for him. Showing that I don't care.

He's my brave soldier, and I'm proud and impressed by the progress he made in such short time. I know his power takes an awful toll on him. Even if he doesn't show it. He is constantly fighting with himself, trying to keep a check on his feelings, and even to distinguish which are his.

I didn't think it would be that hard.

Maybe we should leave for a while, giving him some space.

Suddenly I feel a presence next to us.

I snap my head back as Jasper's head falls back in my chest, as if hiding him.

Rosalie is standing there, a look of disbelief and empathy on her face.

Tentatively , she comes closer, her eyes watching me carefully.

And a vision of Rosalie and Jasper hugging slips in front of me.

Oh.

I look back at her and she's squirming, trying to say something.

Jasper is grumbling in my shirt

"Make her go away. Please"

I force him to look at me and kiss him deeply.

Then I stand up, gritting my teeth and leave him there, without a word.

I know he will understand.

My dead heart shatters with each step that is taking me away from him.

But Rosalie needs to talk to him

And, in the end, I already saw that Rosalie will be his most faithful sibling in here. They need to come up with that.

But my jealousy is eating my guts, and the pain in my chest grows as I can see the break in Jasper's face as I seem to be turning my back on him.

Rosalie sits next to him and starts to talk

Seeing Jasper break down showed her he needs family as much as she needs it.

She wants to understand.

She wants to know.

So, as I'm hiding in the forest, Jasper talks.

He tells her everything.

And she listens.

And, i'm so frightened. I dig my fingers in the scar he gave me

Trying to reopen the wound.

And he stops talking.

And she starts on her own story.

And I'm so desperate to go back.

but, no not yet.

I'm swallowed entirely by my need to barge back , take him away from her and disapear.

But Jasper needs that. I know.

That is something I can't give him. Because he knows I love him so much . He doesn't believe in what I say, says i'm biaised.

And she finishes her stoy

And he looks at her, mirroring expressions on their face.

Trust

They're now hugging awkwardly,

Trying to close a distance without getting too much in contact.

I can go back.

But I can't move.

What if he doesn't forgvie me from running.

I curl in a ball against the bark of tree.

And then, there is my Blond Savior, smiling softly as he extends his hand toward me

His head tilted.

An invitation to dance with him.

I take it and he holds me tightly against him, sending me his love and his recognition of what happened. His gratefulness. And his eternal devotion.

As the moon sets in the skies, we go back to the house

Carlisle and Esme are reading on the couch.

Emmett and Rosalie are playing a game of chess on the table in the corner

Edawrd is at his piano, playing and jotting down new songs in his notebook

I smile at Jasper and we both settle in the big armchair, me in his lap, securely, as we enjoy the peace, and the warm content flowing in the room.

Esme smiles at us, pure joy shining from her entire frame as she admires all of her kids, gathered together for a quiet evening.

There.

Now, we truly are,

A Family.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE

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