It's been a really, really long time since I last uploaded something. But my first year of college has seriously kicked my butt. But now that I'm on a nice Christmas break, I can finally sit down and relax (sort of). I also want to thank any of those who have stuck with me.

Carlisle:

It's not often that the house is this quiet. But I consider that to be a good thing. Because when the house is still, my mind wanders to places that it doesn't need to go. It's during times like now that I find myself thinking about the very reason I am what I am. It's not being a vampire that I think about though. No, that wouldn't be too much of a nightmare. It is my own father that clouds my mind with horror and despair. The man who was supposed to protect me caused me more pain then the one who ended my human life. The things he put me through. The pain, both physically and mentally, that he inflicted on me runs clearly on my mind. He made me do things, things that no child should ever have to do.

While I'll never tell my family this, the emptiness in the house makes me feel lost and alone. Being alone brings back the painful memories. It also brings back his voice

Whispers fill my head. You're worthless. A coward. A killer; you killed your mother. You took everything from me, so now I will take everything from you.

He's behind me. I can feel it. Chills run down my spine. If blood still ran through my body, I'm sure that my blood pressure would be outrageous right now. I can imagine the sweat that would be on my face, and I can almost feel the pounding of my heart. I'm afraid. It's an irrational fear, I try to acknowledge the truth. He's not here and he can't hurt me. But I'm frozen in place. I can't move, think, or rationalize with myself.

The voice behind my head is getting louder. He's yelling now. His voice begins to pull at my mind, dragging me into my own personal hell. Pictures begin to paint over reality. I close my eyes tight and block out all the noise around me, but it's no use. He's pulled me into a flashback. I try to yell out, but no sound comes out. It's no use anyway, nobody's home.

I'm about to relive hell and there's nothing that I can do about it.

Jasper

The whole family, besides Carlisle, sat around a warm fire (Well, sort of. Rosalie and Emmett where doing God knows what in the trees). School would be starting soon, so we were enjoying the summer nights while we could. Alice sat in my lap, telling us a typical Alice styled horror story about a girl whose shoes didn't match her purse. Her delicate face scrunched up when she showed distaste for her characters lack of style. But while in the middle of her story, her eyes glazed over, a tell-tale sign that he was having a vision. While viewing the vision before her, her usually bubbly emotions turned to slight panic and fear. Edward, having read her mind, stoop up as soon as Alice snapped out of her gaze.

"Don't." She said to him as she raised a hand.

I could feel the anger and confusion running off his body in waves, "Alice, we can't leave him like that. He needs our help."

"Edward, Alice. Not all of us can read minds," Esme said as she moved to my side. "Who needs help?"

"Carlisle's having a flashback, and Alice doesn't think we should help him." Edward said as he stared at my sweet Alice in disbelief. Anger ran off his body while his eyes bore deeply into hers. I cleared my throat and his gaze finally dropped.

Esme gasped when she hear what was happening to her husband.

"I never said that somebody shouldn't help him. I just said that I don't think that it should be you." I ran my hand up and down her arm while she talked." I know you and Carlisle are really close, but there's someone who can relate to what he's going through. Someone else who knows that pain that he's feeling."

"Who?" Edward and Esme asked at the same time.

I looked at Alice, curious at who she would say.

"Jasper."

Everybody began to look at me. "Alice, I don't know if…" I began to say.

"You too have a lot more in common than you think. You both have a past that left scars. And I know that you can help him. I've seen it."

"She's right Jasper." Edward said as he sat back down. "I think you're the best bet at getting him to talk. He's like you, he won't share his burdens with Esme."

Esme ran a hand through my hair. "Maybe this will help you get closer to him. But Jasper, be careful. He would hate himself if he accidently hurt you."

I almost rolled my eyes at the thought. My family, besides some parts that Edward heard, we all oblivious to some of the things I went through. But she was right. I didn't know what state of mind he was in right now.

I stood and kissed Esme's cheek. "I'll do my best". I turned to Alice, "See you soon, Darling."

" I'll be waiting. You have about ten minutes before it starts, so you should have enough time to get home. How about I run with you to the end of the woods. Confusion radiating from Edward confirmed my conspicuous. She was blocking him.

A few good lucks and hugs later, Alice and I started to run to the edge of the woods. Once we got there, she turned to me. Placing a hand on my face, she said, "I know this will be hard for you, but I know you can do it. He needs you. He hasn't been able to truly let go of his past yet. He feels pain from his father's abuse, and guild over his mother's death. He's helped you through some things, now you can help him. I'm not going to watch the visions. I don't think he'd want me to see this. So you have 100% privacy. Let him know that, Okay?"

"Of course, Darling. I'll let him know. I love you."
"I love you too, Jazz." She said as she gave me a gentle kiss. "Oh, and be careful. Carlisle has one heck of a right hook." She said as she smirked at me. Great. What am I getting myself into? "I'll see you soon."

I took me a few minutes to reach the house. However, the couple minutes didn't prepare me for what I would find when I finally reached walked through those front doors.