show me how to grieve 1
Show Me How To Grieve…
Author: Cadeeo Disclaimer: Twilight belongs to Meyer. Blah, blah, woof, woof…
Summery: Join Jasper as he looses Alice and finds himself something new.
A/N: Because I love you.
Show me how to live…
Alice dies.
He grieves.
Everything is cold and black, no colours, total darkness, body, heart and soul.
Tears slide down his face as Carlisle grabs a hold of his arm and drags him away from the enemy vampires, growling proudly at their kill, the fire burning his nostrils with the unsettling, familiar, smell of the brutal death of his kind.
Bella tries to keep him sane, but he was relentless. Nothing works.
His dead heart contracts painfully, he gasps, falling to his knees in a crumbled heap. Every night now, with no break, came the nightmares because Alice wouldn't be in the heaven the Bible tried to describe.
They have no place in God's paradise.
Nocturnal creatures.
Impure.
Esme is no comfort, only more unbearable pain.
Emmett slaps his arm, trying to comforting, and urges him to hunt his sorrow away.
Rosalie cries, her blonde hair covering her sorrow.
He only stares at Carlisle, not willing to listen to one word the old doctor has to say, clan leader or not. He is Jasper Hale, not fucking Jasper Cullen. He has lived his own life before them, however bleak and unimportant it had been.
Nessy had rebelled against the family year ago.
Jacob calls Bella. At least he cares.
They are all so fucking sorry.
He leaves in the darkness of midnight, his yellow eyes glittering dangerously and makes animals scurry out of his way.
He doesn't look back; saw no reason for it. With her oh-so-beautiful soul lost and gone to an unseen force, what reason does he have to stay?
There are none.
He hadn't even flinched when he killed for blood, a young girl being on his path, hiking in the woods alone. He leaves the body to decay in a green meadow of Washington and steals the money from her wallet.
He is free and his eyes glow ruby-red in the darkness.
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It's years until he sees any of them again. The werewolves stand behind the Cullens, but something is wrong.
Something has changed. Their dynamic that made them so unique, has changed.
Nessy is back, standing beside Jacob with an air of indifference, so far away from Edward's guarded misery and Bella's steely face. Their little family fell apart.
He silently laughs, and Edward stares at him with loathing. He knew it would never last, but had buried it in the dark corners of his mind, but now he lets it come forward because he is still in pain and he want everyone else to be in pain too.
Edward just happens to be an easy target.
Bella left him seven years ago, Rosalie informs him, gloating. The only thing keeping the youngest vampire there are the presence of family and even that excuse is wearing thin.
He seeks her out, finding her in the middle of a kill and he watches her carefully tear the deer apart with vampire accuracy and years of training.
It's been sixty years already.
For no particular reason, the sun catches her skin and she is illuminated, glittering, and he has found the potential missing piece of his heart.
She looks up at him and he can see the red tint in her eyes. She has been feeding on human blood.
Show me how to kill…
to be continued
(2009)