Bella's Birthday Accident

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This is a Twilight fanfic about Bella's birthday accident from Jasper's POV. If you haven't read New Moon, don't read this.

Submitted: June 21, 2008

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Submitted: June 21, 2008

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DISCLAIMER: I do notretain rights toTwilight, New Moon, Eclipse, or their characters.I acknowledge that these are Stephenie Meyer's works and characters. This is a fanfiction. No plagiarism was intended when writing it.

Bella’s Birthday Accident: Jasper’s Point of View

NO!! my subconscious screamed at me. Then I lunged forward to attack. I slammed into Edward, then, cursing when he blocked my way. This all happened in about a second.

“Get out of my way!” I hissed at him.

Growls ripped through my chest and snarls burst out. I snapped my teeth at Edward and my prey. Why wasn’t he moving? Couldn’t he share? Then I realized he was trying to protect her! More growls. If Edward didn’t move and let me through soon…

Something grabbed me from behind.

Damn! Emmett. I struggled feebly against his massive grip. Calm him. Just get him calm, I told myself. If he calms down, he’ll release me and I’ll be able to proceed on to make the kill. Edward, of course, needed to be calmed, as well. Everyone in the room, probably, would need to be. My prey would also benefit from my gift. I could easily make her feel safe and secure and unafraid while I drank… If I could focus enough to make everyone calm… She was looking right at me, as if inviting me forward—inviting me to drink her blood. If she knew how extraordinary her blood smelt, how much more extraordinary it would taste… If I could only get out of Emmett’s grasp and past Edward…

“Come on, Jasper,” Emmett ordered at me. I stretched around, snapping my teeth at him. He dragged me outside.

“Let me go!” I growled. “Let me have her!” Her blood still smelt strong, floral, delicious, mouth-watering…

“Dammit, Jasper, relax!” Emmett growled through his teeth as I struggled on. “Get a grip!” He dragged me through the glass door. Glass. What was now embedded in her dripping, red arm… He yanked me into the huge yard, Rosalie right beside him. Emmett had a hold of my arm, Rosalie my opposite shoulder. The night wind blew into my face and Emmett and Rosalie held me into it. I continued to quiver in Emmett’s arms, but I was slowly, very slowly starting to come back to reality. I could no longer smell Bella’s blood, for the door had been closed—which stopped the scent—by Esme, who had also followed us into the yard. I stood up straighter, out of my hunch, but with my brother’s and his wife’s arms still securely around me.

“Jasper? You okay? Emmett asked.

“Let me go.”

“If you’re thinking of going back into that house”—

“I’m not going back. Let me go!”

Emmett and Rose finally released me and I ran for it. I ran into the forest, trying to outrun what I had just done.

“Jasper!” Emmett yelled at me, as he started to chase after me.

He would never catch me. He ran nearly as fast as I could, but still, I could outrun him if I wanted to. I wanted to. Edward, on the other hand, could outrun me. Good thing he was in the house. Then I heard someone next to me, running with me. Rose? No. She could care less. Carlisle? No. He was taking care of Bella. Alice? Maybe. But as far as I knew, she was still in the house. Esme? No. She was in the yard. But none of them could run as fast as me, anyway. I knew there was only one person who could’ve been next to me, which meant my assumption on his whereabouts was wrong.

“Jasper.”

“What do you want, Edward?”

“You know damn well what I want. Now cut it out and be reasonable.”

“There’s nothing reasonable about what I did. I can’t believe this!”

“Jasper, we can sit down and talk about this, and then go back to the house, or, we can keep running—which will accomplish absolutely nothing, I might add—and upset everyone further because they won’t be able to see or hear, or run after us. You know I’ll keep running as long as you do so don’t try to outrun me, either,” he added as I accelerated. “Which will it be?”

“Ugh,” I groaned, and changed my sprinting to a walk. We began walking back to the house.

“Thank you.”

“What is there to talk about? I ruined everything. Now what are we supposed to do? I’m so weak and so sorry, Edward.”

“Don’t apologize. There’s nothing we can do about it now. I’ve already thought it through. I know what we have to do.”

“Which is?”

“Jasper, I don’t blame you. None of us do. Bella included, I’m sure. Something like this was bound to happen sooner or later.”

I shook my head, not in denial, in acceptance. I knew he was right. I knew, he knew, they all knew that it was all going to be my fault, in the end.

“That’s not what I meant, Jasper.” Edward said, denying the truth in my unspoken thought. “I didn’t mean you were going to be the one to put her in danger, but that somehow, someway, she was going to be put in danger. I’d like to believe it was inevitable.

“Carlisle will be about done fixing her arm now. When we get back to the house I’ll take her home. Then I’ll come back and explain what has to happen, to all of you, then. I’m not sure, though, if she’ll want me to stay with her, tonight. She probably will, so I’ll explain tomorrow morning, if that’s the case. But I’m sure you’ll get most of the details, before then, from Alice.”

“What exactly are we going to do?” My question was a wasted effort. I knew, as well as everyone else, what had to be done.

“Jasper, you know what we have to do. So does everyone else. The only right thing left to do is leave. You know it will kill me. You know better than anyone besides myself because you know how I feel about her. You feel what I feel when I’m around her or thinking about her—when I’m in the room with you. I’m apologizing in advanced for that. For the pain you’ll have to suffer on my behalf. It will only be for small fractions of time, though. You and the others will leave early tomorrow morning. I’ll officially tell Bella ‘goodbye’ the day after tomorrow. I need to explain it to her. Not the truth, of course. But I have to have an excuse. I need her to move on. My world, our world, is not for her. She is in so much danger being a part of it, and I can’t have her in danger.”

I grimaced.

“I don’t mean, ‘in danger from you,’” Edward explained. “I mean, ‘in general.’”

We were back at the house now. Alice, Rosalie and Emmett were still outside in the yard waiting for us. Edward walked forward to go inside with Alice.

“Jasper,” Alice breathed a sigh of relief. I locked my gaze with hers for a moment. I was sure she had seen Edward’s plan already. She broke my gaze, then, and followed Edward inside.

“Alice told us everything,” Emmett said. “It’s not your fault, man. It could have happened to any of us.”

“Thanks, but no thanks. Don’t waste your sympathy on me. You know it was my fault. You don’t have to pretend it was an accident to make me feel better. I know how you really feel.”

Rosalie had a smug look on her face and, even though I didn’t have Edward’s talent, I knew what she was thinking, for I could feel what she was thinking, which was just as revealing.

“I told you this was going to happen. I told you all. I said, ‘Sooner or later, someone’s going to lose it because that stupid human can’t keep her blood to herself, and’”—

“Rose!” Emmett cut her off. “Do you mind? He’s feeling bad enough already!”

“I don’t know what you mean,” Rosalie said a little too innocently.

“What I mean,” Emmett spat, “is ‘Why do you always have to be such a pessimist?’ Couldn’t you give it a break already? We all know you’re happy about this, but that doesn’t mean we feel the same way. Well, Jasper does, now, because your pessimism is emanating off of you so much that I can practically feel it, so I’m definitely sure he can!”

Rosalie shot an icy glare at Emmett.

“Please, guys, this is entirely my fault. Don’t start a fight over me. I can’t take the hostile emotions at the moment.” I closed my eyes and sat on the step with my head in my hand. I could still feel the lingering harshness of Emmett and Rose’s conversation. Couldn’t they just get over it? “Please,” I simply stated.

I heard the sound of Edward’s Volvo pulling out of the drive. Emmett, Rose, and I went inside to join Carlisle and Esme, who waited for us to sit down before asking Alice to explain what, exactly, she saw us doing the next day. We sat there in still silence, listening to Alice, while we awaited the return of Edward to confirm what Alice said she saw in her vision of the near future. What she saw in one of her— more often than not— vague and subjective visions. Though, I knew this vision would not be vague or subjective. This one would be detailed and precise. This one had a one-hundred percent chance of coming true.


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