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May 30, 2008 07:05

WHO: Bella and Jasper
WHAT: Ghost in the Graveyard
WHERE: The city graveyard, a.k.a the shadiest, but most peaceful place around
WHEN: Thursday afternoon

( Ghost, or rather, Vampire in the Graveyard )

bella swan, jasper whitlock

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insanguinato May 30 2008, 11:35:06 UTC

Graveyards weren't normally very inviting to Jasper. He knew most people disliked them because of the way they looked and the knowledge of that lay buried beneath them, but he was privy to the actual scents that came with it, which turned the normally vague knowledge into a very harsh reality ( ... )

bellatramonto May 30 2008, 11:44:18 UTC

At Jasper's sudden presence and words, Bella shook, making her book close and fall into the gap between her legs. She immediately blushed, feeling ashamed for not having heard him approach.

"I may be reckless, but I'm not a liar," she said matter-of-factly, trying desperately to make up for her embarrassing blunder. She grabbed her book and examined it for dirt or insects. When she was satisfied, she leaned her head back against the wide tree and looked up at him- though her eyes could only go so far.

"Are any other humans here right now?" she asked him, knowing he'd be able to tell. If there were, it'd be easier for her to hide from him. She did promise him a goose-chase afterall . . .

insanguinato May 30 2008, 11:52:46 UTC

"A few," Jasper replied, blinking down at her in confusion for both the question and her reaction to him. "But nowhere near us. I didn't mean to imply you were lying, I just didn't think you really wanted to read."

It took another moment for him to remember why else they'd come, and then he perked up to actually figure out who else where here and where they were, his excitement rising automatically. It probably wasn't a good idea to play a tracking game with Bella, since she smelled to tempting regardless of how long it'd been since he'd hunted, but he was finding it hard to turn down.

bellatramonto May 30 2008, 11:57:32 UTC

Bella shifted so that she could see him head-on, and smiled slyly. She propped herself up on her feet and placed her beloved book down on the tree's trunk. She wouldn't be needing it just now.

"So," she lingered, tilting her head flirtatiously. It hadn't really been her intention to come off that way, but she still didn't mind if he took it as such.

"Just how good are you at hunting people? Would you . . . be able to find me if I hid?"

Running was out of the question. Bella never ran unless her life was at stake - and though it was right now, she chose not to believe it.

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bellatramonto May 30 2008, 15:23:44 UTC

"I didn't want to vomit," she said vaguely, too distracted by his perfect form bent over the bank of the creek. "The sudden shock of the cold helped me forget what the problem was, though now I'm afraid I've caught some disease."

Bella's hair was still damp, but she let it blow around in the soft, warm breeze. It seemed like there was always some wind in Reggio Calabria.

She curled over her bent knees to mask her bare torso and watched him some more. She wouldn't tell him, but she was really glad that he had stuck around during her absence.

"Did you wonder where I went- when I was grounded?"

Of course she wanted him to say he did. She wanted him to say many things. That he missed her, loved her, and wanted to take her right then and there.

insanguinato May 30 2008, 15:36:32 UTC

Jasper nodded. The water was freezing, and he withdrew his hands as soon as he'd scraped a satisfactory amount of dirt from them. Then he stared at the water a moment, hesitating, before dipping them again and splashing some water on his face. He'd been drenched in worse, but it was still disgusting. Better than the stubborn stench of gross still clinging to his nose, but only barely.

"You just disappeared," he told her distractedly, shaking the water off is hands. "I thought you might have finally gotten mixed up in something, but your scent was still fresh in your place, so I left it alone. You shouldn't have used your shirt for that."

His arms were cold in the air now, and he knew she had to feel the same all over. He didn't like it, felt incredibly uncomfortable doing it, but she'd gotten her shirt all drenched in blood trying to help him and he owed her for that, so he shrugged his outer shirt off with a sigh and held it out to her, doing his best not to look. "Here. Dry off. You should be fine as soon as you're warm."

bellatramonto May 30 2008, 15:58:24 UTC

Bella accepted the shirt hesitantly. Her eyes were stuck on his sculpted arms. He really was pretty much perfect in every way. His beauty made herself feel insecure, like it wasn't even right for her to be anywhere near him. What right did she have to develop a crush on such a handsome man? It would never work out.

"Thanks," she offered, slipping her own arms into the sleeve openings.

The fact that he knew her scent had been fresh in her place was both confusing and pleasant. So he had cared. He probably would have been worried if he didn't smell her in there at all. The thought was conforting. It was like she had a guardian angel in a way. One who liked to drink blood . . .

"I missed you," she whispered awkwardly. It was probably too soon to have this kind of exchange, but Bella never fully thought anything through.

insanguinato May 30 2008, 16:08:41 UTC

Jasper risked a glance at her, relieved to see that she'd pulled his shirt on without having to be asked. The awkwardness of the situation was making him feel almost as nervous as Bella.

At her words, though, he turned back to the creek, pulling his knees up to his chest and hooking his arms around them. He didn't normally go out in just a tanktop; it was distinctly uncomfortable.

"You could have gotten online," he told her practically, then frowned and glanced at her again. "Why didn't you?"

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bellatramonto June 1 2008, 22:52:17 UTC

Bella shrugged. She didn't know what else to say as they walked towards the tall iron gates of the graveyard entrance.

"I guess."

She looked down at her toes which were thonged in flip flops. The water inside them made them make squishing sounds every time she took a step.

"I mean, I ruined the day, obviously . . . by cutting myself."

insanguinato June 1 2008, 23:29:25 UTC

"After all that, you're worried about the rest of the day?" Jasper repeated, incredulous. "Aren't you at least a little weirded out? A little worried? A little scared?"

Even as he asked, he knew she wasn't; he would know the instant that she was. And maybe that was what was throwing him off about this whole thing. No matter what he did, or nearly did, she took it all in stride as if there wasn't anything out of the ordinary about it, and he wasn't used to that.

"The cutting was a bad idea," he continued with a sigh a moment late, running a hand back this hair. He already knew what her answers would be. "Don't ever do that again, all right? Don't even come near me with a small wound. I don't have the best self-control, and I might not be able to stop myself again."

bellatramonto June 1 2008, 23:41:32 UTC

Weirded? Worried? Scared? By what? Bella was missing the cautionary gene that showed up in most people when danger was near. To Bella, Jasper was just . . . Jasper. He was that handsome Adonis who wanted to be her friend and yet kill her. The sacrifices he made were an inspiration to her.

"I will be careful. I very seldom . . . bleed."

She looked over at him with an unreadable expression. The statement was like her way of saying that she could be with him more often.

insanguinato June 1 2008, 23:56:29 UTC

Jasper met her eyes and sighed again. She really was impossible to drive off. Which was just as impossible for him to understand.

"Why aren't you scared of me?" he asked bluntly, but in defeat, not as a challenge. "I understand that you trust me not to hurt you, even if I think you give me more credit than you should. But earlier you weren't actually frightened of me, just...alarmed. Doesn't what I do and what I am bother you at all?"

He usually kept to himself because people tempted him, but it was also because he knew there was something off about him that they noticed and shied away from. Bella was the first who didn't. Her crush was normal, he knew how he looked to people, but she actually didn't feel any type of revulsion or caution the way others did. It was completely throwing him off. And it made him curious, too.

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bellatramonto June 2 2008, 01:56:20 UTC

"Shhhh ( ... )

insanguinato June 2 2008, 02:27:19 UTC

Jasper could feel his senses heightening when she actually touched him, something neither of them had done since the night he'd tried to kill her. It was a lot like going on a hunt, his heart rate up and his breathing quickened, a sudden burst of adrenaline flooding his system. But at the same time it was completely different. His stomach, for one, didn't normally turn over like it was doing now.

Then she actually pressed against him, and everything jolted up a notch. He couldn't smell anything but Bella and himself on the shirt she was wearing and the stale remains of that water, and it was both worrisome and exhilarating to be so cut off from the rest of the world and yet completely wrapped up in a new one. He didn't think he'd ever been quite this close to anyone he wasn't fighting. It was disorienting.

Time seemed to skip a little, leaving him no time to react. One moment Bella had looked up and caught his gaze, her anticipation sparking his own, and the next she was kissing him, actually kissing him, and feeling good about it. ( ... )

bellatramonto June 2 2008, 02:51:57 UTC

Bella couldn't believe this moment was being prolonged. Was she imagining things, or was he going along with this? Her eyes had been closed the minute she felt his lips against hers, so she couldn't really tell.

She was pretty much a virgin to kissing and everything else. It was something she wasn't exactly proud about, but she seemed to be doing a decent job. She rotated her head ever so slightly so that she could take him on at a different angle, and tightened her grip on his rock-hard arms.

Vampire-shmanpire. He was certainly human right about now. She was glad his hair was long because she made a move for it with one of her hands.

insanguinato June 2 2008, 03:11:31 UTC

Jasper shifted as well when he felt her move, his senses overloaded by the way she was touching him. The sudden feeling of her hand in his hair startled him. He had no idea why she was doing and, even knowing the kinds of things he put in his mouth, and he had no idea why he was letting her, but the close, heady scent of her blood kept him from thinking about it too hard just yet.

He realized he was gripping the stone behind him a little too tightly and released it, and with it went the majority of his tension. She smelled good, overwhelmingly good, and he'd never done this before, but actually tasting her liked this only made it better.

He tilted his head up a little to mimic her movements, his head the blissful blank it was when he'd caught someone to prey on. Some part of him knew they were kissing, not anything else, and that the act was for more intimate and meaningful than biting, but in a way it was the same. The urge to actually draw blood tried to grow, but he shoved it aside, curious about this instead.

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bellatramonto June 2 2008, 10:59:50 UTC

Bella took her lips off of Jasper's shoulder and bit her bottom one to keep herself from giggling. She was feeling triumphant - like she had just landed a plane in a blizzard by herself. Her stomach was bursting with butterflies, and she felt she might throw up . . . but in a good way, if that was possible.

All of this felt so natural. It was her first time doing anything with a boy, and yet she had accomplished the deed like a seasoned pro. Most girls couldn't even land the captain of the football team, but Bella had conquered a mythical legend.

"Yes?" she asked quietly . . . seductively. If she could go this far, imagine what else she could do. What he could do with those lips and that grip.

Bella grabbed on to each of his hands and secured them to her waist, sliding them up her torso so that they were almost touching the outside of each of her breasts. She didn't step back, but kept him pinned there, so that he had to acknowledge what she was doing.

insanguinato June 2 2008, 11:11:43 UTC

Jasper didn't really have anything to say before, and if he had, he certainly didn't now. He swallowed thickly, glancing down even though he knew he shouldn't. The warmth of Bella's skin was evident through the thin material of his shirt, and it was soft, and it smelled good, and he couldn't help but remember what she'd looked like coming out of the creek earlier, which of course made everything worse.

A very large part of him wanted to give in. He knew what Bella was doing and he knew what he could get out of it, and he wanted to, if only just to try, because the opportunity was there and it was tempting. But because it was Bella, he wasn't sure that he could. Some other girl, fine, he'd just disappear afterwards or drain her when he was done, but he couldn't do that to her--didn't want to even on accident. His concern made him as nervous and jittery as the situation he was in. He'd certainly never cared if he accidentally killed someone before ( ... )

bellatramonto June 2 2008, 11:29:17 UTC

Bella tried to read his expression. He looked pained- like he was struggling with something, yet at the same time, there was something gentle there. He obviously didn't know what to do with himself, or her, but this didn't bother Bella. She had distinguished herself as a take-charge kind of girl today ( ... )

insanguinato June 2 2008, 11:45:11 UTC

Jasper made a muffled sound as she suddenly kissed him again, half-startled and half-appreciative of the way it felt. His senses overloaded again, his nose filled with nothing but her and a vague hint of graveyard that he was quickly forgetting about, and he found himself arching a little off the wall in order to get closer.

This was ridiculous, he realized then, his hands hovering uncertainly where she'd left them. She obviously wanted to do this despite everything, and the more she did it, the more he wanted to, and he knew there were probably a hundred reasons why he shouldn't let himself, but he couldn't for the life of him remember a single one now. He was normally more composed than this, but something about her unpredictable behavior was undermining his self-control. He was normally as bored of humans as Edward was, but this one never failed to surprise him.

She was warm, and her heart was thudding enticingly, and she tasted better than any human he'd ever know before, and there'd been a lot. After a final brief hesitation ( ... )

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