Fights and Reunions
Disclaimer: Still don't own Twilight. That's Stephanie Meyer. Some quotes are from both Twilight and New Moon (the books not the movie)
So I'm a bit confused. See here's the thing: I come home from getting the suits for my wedding to have my fiancée run into my arms crying her sorrows away. What is up with that? Am I missing something? I don't understand what in the world is going on right now. Anne was not making any sense. Nothing made sense. What is going on? What could possibly make her this upset? I swear if someone hurt her, I'm going to tear them apart. I'm very protective of my girl. She means the world to me.
Anne and I have been together for eleven years, two months, and sixteen days. Yes, I'm counting! I've loved Anne since the first day I saw her. I thought she looked like an angel and when she smiled…it had tugged hard on my old human heart strings. Anne had made me feel so special. I will never forget the day I met her.
Today was my fifth day at work here in the café. Man, I hate working. I don't get a break and sometimes things get a little nuts around here. It is days like these that I wish I had never left Phoenix, Arizona. Honestly I don't know why I even made that decision when I don't even visit my little sister, Bella. This going out on my own kind of sucks. Worst part about working today is that it is a Friday and it is always busy on a Friday here.
I was just getting ready to start taking orders when I saw her. I looked and in front of my very own eyes was a perfect angel. Her brown hair was pin-straight and her eyes were a beautiful shade of topaz. Topaz? I had never seen someone with topaz eyes before. She had very, very, pale skin and wore a beautiful purple top with a black leather jacket and some almost designer looking black pants. I don't really know if they're designer but that didn't matter to me in the slightest. Some part of me told me to stay away but another part was drawn to her, forcing me to make my way toward her, forgetting my normal tables I served at. I walked over to her, making sure that I don't trip due to my constant staring. Her eyes were focused ahead of her. She looked like she was in a bit of a haze, like she was seeing something beyond the wall her eyes were focused on. I made my way to the table and tried to keep myself in check. I have never been this nervous around a girl before, though she was not just some average girl. I knew that to be true and that might be one of the things that attract me to her, mystery. I do love mysteries. May the investigation begin.
I cleared my throat for two purposes, to get her attention and then also so I can actually talk to her. Topaz eyes soon met my brown eyes. The eyes were cautious and curious. We stared at each other for about two minutes both trying to figure out the other. I broke our contest to look back at my note pad, preparing to take her order.
"Um, hi. I'm Jason. I'm going to be your, um, server for tonight. Would you like anything to drink or do you know what you want to eat already?" I asked, stammering in some sentences. Wow, stuttering. That's not like me in the least. Bells would be making fun of me, that's for sure. She will never find out about this if I have anything to say about it.
"I'd like a chocolate shake and a burger, if you would please." replied a smooth, elegant, and kind voice. That voice was absolutely perfect and almost addicting. I would never grow sick of that voice. I even felt like I needed it. I looked up at its owner and matched her beautiful voice to her. It's no surprise the beautiful voice also comes with an exquisitely radiant woman. I nodded and sent her a smile, showing off my white teeth though not as white as hers.
"I'll be back with your order, Miss." I replied taking off without looking back. I later brought her back her food when I saw the most beautiful part of that attractive angel, her perfect smile. It was thankful, thoughtful, almost critical, and then gentle in everyway possible. Her pearly white teeth glistened as the light caught on to them. I felt my heart constrict in my chest. I smiled back in response and went back to work.
I had worked majority of that night. A good estimate would be about six hours. A lot of the customers were kind with the exception of a few that were not as polite. I had not gone back to face the angel, afraid I would make an idiot out of myself. When I was serving, I felt like I was being watched. It was a sort of creepy feeling that took place throughout my entire body. I pushed the feelings aside and worked more and more. Eventually I did go back to the woman's table to find one hundred dollars in cash laid out as a tip and another twenty for her food. I tried to look for the woman to find her gone. She left without her bill. I got ready to take her plate but noticed something strange. Her food and drink were never touched. That is odd. I shrugged and took it to the kitchen and had them washed. That was a great night, and all I could think about was the angel of the café.
I never felt that way about any woman in my entire life. I was interested in lots of girls but that feeling had never been anything compared to the romance between Anne and me. I was never so eager as to get her name, not wanting to bother her and knowing that she wouldn't be interested in me. Honestly, it took me five weeks to get her name and to find out why she never ate anything. She of course didn't say anything but she knew the rules and I couldn't be mad at her for trying to keep the both of us alive. Anne was the reason we were here together now. I would always be grateful to her for changing my life so immensely. I would owe her for all eternity. I will honestly do anything for her and I hate seeing her so upset.
I held Anne close to me and whispered comforting words in her ear while also rubbing small circles into her back. I tried my best to sooth her woes regardless of my lacking knowledge of the reasons for her cries. I held her tightly for about five minutes. After those five minutes Anne had stopped crying and looked at me, still a little sad but not as upset as she was a minute before now. My eyes stared into hers concerned for my fiancée's feelings.
"Are you alright, Annie? What's wrong?" I asked concerned but also silently cursing out the one causing her pain. She sent me a weak smile in which one corner of her mouth lifted while the other remained unchanged. Annie nodded.
"I am fine, Jase. I just had a fight with John. That's all." replied Anne, still slightly sad. I kept my look of worry on my face. Whatever John had said to her really upset her. He was definitely going to have a talk with me later.
"Are you sure? Do you want me to beat him up? I'll gladly beat him up if that's what you want, Annie." I offered suddenly enthused with the idea.
John and I have never had the strongest relationship. He gets on my nerves. I don't know what it is about the guy that bugs me the most, his know-it-all attitude, his critical glances directed toward me, or his nonstop feelings of annoyance directed toward me because Anne and I love each other. John doesn't think I'm good enough for Anne. He hates me for reasons I will never figure out. Anne assures me it's nothing personal, that it's just some brotherly jealousy. She thinks he hates me because Anne spends more time with me and doesn't talk to him anymore because of that but I think that's all crap to tell you the truth. I don't know what his problem is but I simply do not care. That feeling is mutual so I would take much pleasure in beating the guy up.
"No, Jase. I don't want you to beat up my brother." answered Anne laughing quietly with a true smile on her face. "Last thing I want is you and my brother fighting." I looked at her with an arched eyebrow. John and I fought all the time. How would this be any different? She understood my look and clarified herself. "I mean more than usual." Dang it! There goes my fun for today, I thought to myself disappointed.
"Well I'll always be willing to help you and beat him up for you. You just have to ask, Annie." I replied. She laughed noting my tone of hope. I hoped she would change her mind. Knowing her, that wasn't going to happen.
"I'll be sure to tell you, Jase." chuckled Anne. I was glad to see the light in her eyes, no sadness in sight. That light is one of the things about her that I love. She's always so happy and optimistic in almost every situation. I love her for that. She's very helpful during hard times. Anne is also a terrific best friend to my sister. She'd always helped Bella through her pains caused by Cullen.
Cullen. I hate that guy! I can't stand him because of what he did to Bella. He had caused Bella's depression over ten years ago. After he left her all alone in the forest, Bella had become depressed and felt every sorrow in the world. Her heart had been broken and then stomped on. I will never forgive him for that. Sometimes it seems like no one thinks I see what is in those eyes of hers. Whoever thinks that is obviously ignorant to my sometimes perceptive qualities. Bella's eyes are constantly covered in despair. Her only happiness comes from her family here, all of us including the wolves. They have been very understanding over the years, mostly due to Bella and her unique situation. But even all of us can't rid her of that sharp pain that his presence in her life had caused. That vampire can burn for all I care! He hurt my baby sister and I have no compassion for this…I can't even find a word to describe the way I feel about him. It is an unforgivable thing to me. It will never feel right that he left her. If I ever see his face, I may rip him apart and burn the pieces myself! No one messes with my baby sister and gets away with it!
I dismissed my strong thoughts and looked at Anne again. Although I hated to ruin her happiness right now, I needed to know what John had said and what they had fought about. I need to know what's going on otherwise when John gets home, I may get more utterly confused and at least this way I can defend her with my own facts.
"Annie, what were you and John fighting about?" I asked softly. I watched as Anne's expression revert from happiness to slight sadness and extremely nervous. Nervous? What could she possibly have done that would make her so nervous? I now grew wary of what was to be said. Anne was hiding something. That was certain. I couldn't tell before but just the look of guilt took place in her eyes. I knew that face anywhere and that always meant she was up to something. Anne sighed a heavy sigh before speaking.
"Come with me into the living room and you'll understand, Jase." replied Anne vaguely. We made our way into the living room to find it occupied. I looked on in confusion. This was going to help me understand how? I turned my glance of mystification on Anne, practically demanding an explanation.
"Guys, this is my fiancé Jase. Jase, this is my friend Jasper." she said pointing to a blonde vampire on her right. Anne had told me all about her friend Jasper. I'd always been curious and wanted to meet the guy but why this would cause a feud between John and Anne remained a mystery to me. John liked Jasper as much as Anne did. There was no animosity between the two of them that I was aware of. Jasper stood up and shook my hand.
"It is a pleasure to meet you, Jason." he greeted politely. I nodded.
"It's great to meet you too." I replied. He turned his gaze to the people I presume are his family. He looks over to a blonde vampire woman in the corner next to another vampire who was about my size, if not smaller. There's no way he was stronger than me.
"This is my sister Rosalie, her husband Emmett." introduced Jasper to the couple before fixating on another couple who were a bit older than the first. One had a motherly glow with caramel hair color and the other was an older blonde gentleman. "This is my mother Esme and my father Carlisle." He continued before sending loving looks toward a black, spiky haired pixie. Ok, I don't know what it is but something about these names sound familiar. Where have I heard these names before? "This is my wife Alice." added Jasper before placing his gaze on another vampire, this time I knew exactly who it was before he said the name. This was the man I despised. This was the vampire that would never get anywhere within twenty feet of my sister if I had anything to say about it. This was the one that broke my sister's heart. This was the one person I had actually held a grudge against. "This is my brother Edward." finished Jasper before taking his seat. Alice placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. I kept my eyes trained on Cullen's. I felt a strong surge of rage. My eyes were undoubtedly turning black with fury. How dare he come here?! My mind suddenly remembered something, the nervous and guilty look on my fiancée's face. She knew! I turned my piercing gaze on her.
"Anne, can I talk to you for a minute? Alone?" I asked venomously, walking out of the house before getting an answer from her. I knew she'd follow me. I walked out into the field we had been prepared to get married here. I would have let Anne speak first but my rage got the best of me.
"Start explaining, now because there had better be a good explanation as to why he's here!" I spat at my fiancée. I was mad at both him and her. I was furious at him for obvious reasons but I was mostly mad at her because she never told me what she was doing. As my fiancée she was supposed to tell me these things. This could ruin everything and I don't even know if she realizes that. She'd better have learned that by now from the looks on Bella's face because if she didn't have a good reason, it wasn't looking good for her.
"Jason, please calm down before we discuss this." asked Anne quietly. But that face of hers did not ease my fiery gaze.
"I AM CALM!" I yelled. She looked at me patiently, waiting for my temper to die down just the slightest bit. After staring at her, some of my anger dissipated. I did say 'some' not 'all'. I was still plenty ticked off.
"You have to understand. I was only trying to help." insisted Anne.
"Help? Help who? How was this going to help in the slightest?" I barked at her. I did not understand how this was beneficial in any way.
"I was helping everyone. I had a vision a few weeks ago and I saw all of us so happy with the Cullens including Bella. She was truly smiling and laughing without the pain for once since she'd been with us. I wanted that to happen. I want her to be happy. Don't you?" she responded calmly.
"Of course I do. That's the whole point, Anne! She's my little sister and he hurt her! That doesn't seem like a good concept of happy to me! By bringing him here you're helping that happen again! He's just going to do the same as he had before, break her heart and I will not tolerate that, Anne! That is unacceptable!" I yelled. Anne shook her head vigorously.
"He won't do that, not again. He learned from the last time. He doesn't want to hurt her. He wants her back." defended Anne.
"Well he won't get her back! She will not forgive him for that!" I yelled somewhat doubting that statement. I didn't know what she would do, that's what scared me most.
"You just hope she doesn't! She will. I've seen it." she promised. Did she seem to forget that sometimes her visions are inaccurate?
"You visions don't always come true, Anne! We all know that! This is going to be one of them because he's not getting within a mile of her otherwise I will rip him apart and burn the pieces. I swear I will, Anne!" I replied with my own promise. Anne glared at me. Why was she defending him?
"You will not do that because that will cause Bella more pain than she is in now! I will stop you and I will not let you cause his family any pain because of that either!" she yelled back.
"Why are you defending him?" I asked venomously.
"Because unlike you I took the time to listen to their side of the story and I know how he really feels. I know the actual reasons. They are very kind and noble." responded Anne quieter but still mad at me for some unknown, insignificant at the moment, reason.
"What reason could he possibly have that would be defined as kind and noble, huh?" I questioned loudly, my gaze not leaving her face. Her expression softened. She looked down and back at me with sad eyes. Mine turned suspicious in return. What was she up to?
"Jase, do you love me?" she asked. I rolled my eyes. She knew the answer to that. I made no secret to the fact that I love her.
"Of course I do, Anne. I love you more than anything in the world. What does that have to do with anything?" I replied. She ignored my question and responded with her own.
"What would you be willing to do for me?" she asked quietly. My eyes softened a bit but not much.
"I would do anything for you, Anne. You know that." I answered without hesitation. I was sure of that.
"Would you leave me if you thought it was best for me?" questioned Anne again. I hesitated before nodding both not wanting to admit it to her and because I wasn't sure of my ability to leave. I don't know if I'd last very long away from her. I don't think I have the strength to be away from her. There would always be this constant pull in her direction even if I am not anywhere near her. Ever since I've met her my whole life has turned around and strength means so much more. I used to think of strength as something physical but now it's become mental. It takes a lot of mental strength to be away from her. I love her and that makes all just that much harder.
"I would if I had to, if I thought it was the right thing." I responded.
"Then is it even remotely possible that maybe, just maybe, Edward did the same for Bella?" asked Anne. My eyes hardened again.
"That is not the same thing, Anne and you know it!" I yelled. There was no way that was the reason.
"How is it any different, Jase? I honestly don't see the difference. Help me see the difference." countered Anne.
"For one, like Bella said he doesn't love her and secondly I didn't actually leave you, ever." I responded.
"That's because you never had to make the choice, Jason!" she yelled back. "You just admitted you would have left if you thought you were helping me. Edward did the same for her. And for the record, he loves Bella just as much as I love you. You choose not to see it but I do. I see the pain in both of their eyes. Bella's heart broken and Edward's suicidal. Which one is better off because it sure isn't Edward if he's willing to kill himself just so he can be with Bella again?" argued Anne. My eyes softened slightly once again. Was he really like that? I tried to recall my glance at him from my memory but I then remembered that wasn't really looking at him at the time so I don't remember a reaction like that in anyway. What if she was right? Anne wouldn't lie about something like that. That much I knew to be true. Anne is very honest when it comes to something like that. I still don't forgive him but if that was how he felt, I may be able to understand. "You should talk to him, Jase. He had a very unorthodox, very screwed up way of going about his plan but his intentions were pure. You need to hear his side of the story to understand everything." suggested Anne, seeing my uncertain gaze. I shook my head.
"No. I can't. If I do, that will only result in me trying to find ways to kill him. Somehow I think you're right about Bella not being too receptive to that idea, though I would enjoy that even more than I would enjoy beating up your brother for a few measly minutes." I responded, part of me actually contemplating ideas. Anne rolled her eyes. I looked at her upset. She never told me about this or her vision. I guess I understand why she wouldn't tell me about her plan but why not her vision? She used to be able to tell me everything. She's told me every vision, every feeling, every plan. Why not this one if it was a good thing? I may be overreacting but when she hides things from me, it hurts because it feels like she doesn't trust me enough to tell me. "Why?" I asked quietly. Her face appeared perplexed. I clarified. "Why didn't you tell me about your vision? I understand you not telling me your plan but you could have at least told me about your vision." I clarified. Her face turned guilty.
"I wanted to but I didn't know what I was going to do about it. I saw all the futures based on my decisions. I saw what would happen if I hadn't done this and what would have happened. If I hadn't done this, Bella would have run away after seeing him. She would have been gone for a while and I know that you and everyone else need her here. But if I did this, I could at least make this moment on our turf. This way we can help her through it all and prevent her from running off. Look, Jase, she has to face what happened. She's running from it. It's time she embraced it. She can move on or go back to him after that if she wants. But at least she receives some closure." she explained quietly. There was an uncomfortable silence between the two of us. One of the first since we'd first started dating. "Are you still mad at me?" asked Anne. I sighed.
"Not really but I do need some time to myself. Anne, I need to be away from all this, from all the confliction inside of me. I want to be able to be ok with this like you but I can't. She's my sister. I take my job as her big brother very seriously and I know it really doesn't make a difference as to what I say but I would like to be able to either support or oppose her decision on my own terms. I need to take this all in. I never thought this would happen so I never worried about what would happen if he came here. And I want time to feel better about you not telling me. I want to tell you it doesn't bother me but it does. Anne, if you want this relationship to work, you need to tell me things like this, especially when it involves my little sister. She's important to me." I answered. Anne looked guilty. "I'm not saying our wedding's off. I will be back in a day or two. I won't be gone long. I promise." I assured her. She nods.
"I'm so sorry, Jase. I love you." replied Anne. I nodded.
"I love you too, Annie." I added before walking over to her and placing a passionate kiss on her lips before walking off into another direction. During my walk I remembered the day I found out about who Anne was.
I saw that angel again. I left her food and drink and waited on my other customers. I now recognized the stares of the gorgeous woman. I knew when her penetrating stares were on my back. I had gotten used to them. Her eyes always seemed to be trained on me. I figured that out weeks ago when I had glanced at the one staring at me. I looked through my peripheral vision and saw her staring and not at all touching her food. I walked over to her, slightly annoyed and confused. Why did she stare at me?
"Miss, is there a problem? You come here, sit at the same table, order the same food, stare at me, never touch the food, and then leave me big tips that I don't even deserve. Why is that?" I asked, needing to know. She smiled and looked thoughtful for a minute.
"Easy. I come here to see a certain waiter, who for some reason seems to fascinate me." responded the woman in a chiming voice. Was she talking about me?
"Are you talking about me?" I asked, hoping she was. She smiled her radiant smile and nodded. Wow. "Well thank you, Miss." I replied blushing in a way that would put Bella to shame.
"Call me Anne, Jason, if you could please." Anne. That sure was a good name for her. I was about to walk off when I got the courage to do something I didn't think possible.
"Anne, since you seem to be interested in me, would you like to go out on a date with me?" I asked nervously hoping she would say 'yes'.
"I would love to." answered Anne before leaving a big tip again and giving me a peck on the cheek. I watched her walk away in shock. Did that just happen? Aw, man! I forgot to set a date. Dang it! I picked up my tip and saw a white piece of paper in the pile. I read it over.
Here's my number. Don't lose it. Oh and pick me up at seven tomorrow at this address.
On the other side it had her number and her address. Yes! This day was one of the best and I could tell that this girl was something special. No girl is like her. Good.
I watched my fiancé walk away gracefully. I do really feel bad for not telling him anything about what was going on. He was right. We were supposed to tell each other things like this and when it regards his sister, it's even more important. I just thought I was making things easier. This way he wouldn't be mad at me and make everyone suspicious. Bella was really the only one who seemed to know that I was up to something. She knows me so well. We were best friends and I liked that a lot. I was about to walk back when I had a vision.
I saw the Cullens were talking when a noise came from the door. Everyone quieted down and gasped softly afterwards. Standing in the doorway of our living room was my brother and the one and only, Bella Swan. Pain was building more and more until I saw her run with no one to run after her. I noticed the clock that said it was five o'clock.
I came out of the vision. Dang it! It's almost five o'clock! I can't get the Cullens out of the house before they got home. I knew I should have paid better attention. My feet ran with as much speed as I could possibly use ran. I had to get there before Bella got there. I could only hope I wouldn't be too late. Please! Please, be on time!
Bella (finally!) POV:
John and I had finally gotten the dresses after hours of driving back from Chicago. It had been an interesting ride. John for the first hour tried to think of ideas for revenge. I laughed silently in my head. It was definitely interesting. He felt like she was just trying to annoy him. But suddenly after we stopped for some food for the people who eat human food in our house, John had seemed both sad and angry. I had asked about it but he dismissed the subject. I only managed to get out the fact that he and Anne had a fight. Over what, I have no idea. I wish I did.
It was silent in the black Mercedes. This car honestly reminded me of-. I stopped my thought. I couldn't think of them but unfortunately when I pulled into the driveway that changed. In our long driveway was a black Mercedes exactly like the one we had been driving, a yellow Porsche, a red BMW convertible, and an Aston Martin Vanquish. Two cars looked familiar out of the four and caused my memories and pain to come flooding back.
"My name is Edward Cullen" I heard in my head the voice of the vampire I had fallen in love with.
"What if I'm not a superhero? What if I'm the bad guy?"
"I'm the world's best predator, aren't I? Everything about me invites you in — my voice, my face, even my smell. As if I need any of that!"
"Yes, you are exactly my brand of heroin."
"And so the lion fell in love with the lamb…"
"If it gets to be… too much, I'm fairly sure I'll be able to leave."
"I love you."
"Is that what you dream about? Being a monster?"
"I will stay with you — isn't that enough?"
"Well, I wasn't going to live without you."
"But what would I do without you?"
"Come for a walk with me"
"Bella, we're leaving."
"Bella, I don't want you to come with me."
"You're not good for me, Bella."
"I promise that this will be the last time you'll see me. I won't come back. I won't put you through anything like this again. You can go on with your life without any more interference from me. It will be as if I'd never existed."
"I swear not to hurt you."
"You put on a good show," he said slowly. "But I'd be willing to bet that you're suffering more than you let anyone see."
The memory of him telling me about how much I was suffering at first in Forks, that statement, was true even now even if I'm thinking of it in a different context. I was suffering. No one knew how badly I was suffering. Everyone saw pain in my eyes. I knew that but what they don't know is that a hole is still there in my chest. Each memory caused another blow, opening the wound more than it had been before. If I had been human, salty tears would be dripping down my cheeks. Edward, I miss you, I thought. I turned John and saw him looking at me in concern. I ignored it and got out of the car. The distance between me and door became smaller with every step I took. John followed silently and cautiously. I got to the door and placed my hand on the knob and turned it, preparing to step inside.
We all sat in the living room awaiting Anne's return. It was silent. No one would say a word but I knew even without my gift what they were thinking. No one quite understood why Jason seemed so infuriated. We heard steps sound on the back porch and a car readying to pull in. Anne came in from the back door looking at us frantically. Jasper had gotten ready to say something but she placed her finger on her lips in a gesture to stay silent. We all then heard two figures make their way up the driveway. One had a scent of freesia and strawberries. That scent was torture. It was Bella's scent when she was human but it seemed to have a vampire scent mixed in it. If I hadn't known any better I would have said it was Bella's scent but she was dead. I saw her grave. There was no way. The door opened and the scent came to me even harder. I took a brief glance at Anne and saw her biting her lip nervously. Before I could find out why, two steps resonated in the doorway of the living room.
An audible gasp formed. I turned my head and saw the most beautiful sight I have ever seen. Long brown hair, pale skin, eyes that I had once remembered as brown but now gold were shown outside the room. She was a beauty. She was a vampire. She was Bella. Bella was here. She was alive. My Bella was alive. I felt a surge of joy and relief spread. All I could do was stare. My golden eyes met hers. In them I saw the undeniable pain I had caused her. It made guilt take me over. What had I done to this angel that used to love me so?
I walked in the door and made my way into the doorway of the living room, following Anne's scent. When I had gotten in the doorway I had seen Anne standing there. She sent me an apologetic look before turning her gaze on someone on her right. I knew them. It was Jasper Hale and my old best friend Alice. Jasper's and Alice's eyes were wide in shock? I looked around and next to them were the equally shocked Emmett and Rosalie. Both had the same expressions on their own faces. My eyes made their way around again and next to them were Carlisle and Esme. Next to them was the man I never thought I'd see again.
He was there, as beautiful as ever if not more so due to my improved eyes. I thought he was beautiful before but I was even more stunned by his beauty. This was the vampire I had fallen in love with ten years ago, the one that left me, the one I was still so madly in love with regardless of his decision. Edward was here. My wound tore open even more they had been before. My chest ached. The pain was unbearable but I couldn't turn my gaze from his eyes. In his eyes, I saw a look of hope, shock, and joy. What were all those emotions about? Emma would have known if that's what…oh no. I thought of the missing family members. How would they react to all this? How would Edward react? How should I react now? A part of me says I should stay but another part tells me to run. Which part do I listen to? After a minute I made my decision.