Sunday, June 12, 2011

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Fifteen - Secrets and Wedding Belles…
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Jasper

I jerked awake with a start.

Crash…

What the fuck was that?

My head was still foggy from sleep, but I knew I heard it.

There it was more crashing and… growling.  I frantically looked for Migg’s praying to the dear lord I didn’t leave him outside again.  I hate to even entertain what Bella might do to me.

I sighed in relief when I clicked on the bedside lamp and he was there curled up next to my sleeping angel, but if Migg’s was here then what the fuck was that…

Crash…

I thought I heard the sound of muttering voices, so I grabbed my G21 from the nightstand and pulled back the slide, releasing one into the chamber.  It sprung back with a resounding click, and I was out of bed looking for my pants.

“Jazz?  What’s going on?”  My baby asked in a raspy voice.

Fuck.  I woke her up.

“Nothing baby, go back to sleep.”  I told her in a hushed voice and dropped a kiss to her head.

She squinted her eyes and they zeroed in on the gun in my hand.

“Bullshit… What the hell is going on?  Are you dreaming again?”  Bella demanded in a soft hiss.

“No…”

Crash…

“What the hell was that?”  She asked sitting up with wide frightened eyes, and I hated that she was scared of anything.  I couldn’t blame her though, shit she’d been followed, beat and shot all in a matter of months.

“I don’t know…I’m gonna go check it out.”  I told her pulling my leg through my jeans.  

“Like hell!”  She hissed.  “You’re not going out there alone, call Emmett.” 
I knew there was no point in arguing with her, so I did what she asked. 

After eight rings I determined that his phone was either turned off or on silent, cause the prick wasn’t answering.

“Baby, I’ve gotta go.”

Bella just scowled at me and I shrunk back.

Damn that woman was scaring when she’s woken up.

“Fine.”  she huffed out.

I nodded and told her to grab the other gun and lock herself in the bathroom.  Bella rolled her eyes at me but did like she was asked.

The house was incredibly dark as I crept down the stairs in search of the phantom noise. 

As I neared the kitchen I heard more growling and more whispered commands.

I raised my gun as I silently padded my way in. 

Who ever the fuck was in here was about to get the surprise of their lives.

I could barely make out a big shadowy figure bent over at the table, and I took my stance, this was a burly motherfucker and I had no idea how many others he might have with him. 

“GET THE FUCK ON THE FLOOR NOW!”  I yelled flicking on the light switch.

“OH GOD JAZZ DON’T SHOOT!”  It was Emmett, in his boxers, hands raised like a bad episode of cops.

“Emmett?”  I asked, still to shocked by the sight before me to even comprehend words.

“Jesus Christ, Jazz…”  He said wiping sweat from his brow.

I just stood there looking at him, he and the three dogs at his feet. 

Three.

Fucking.

Dogs.

“Where the fuck did you get those and why do they look like that?”  I asked him, a little more than irritated, I was passed irritation up about 15 minutes ago when I woke Bella up.

“What? Don’t you think there cute?”  He cooed, playing with a white cotton-ball looking one. 

Angelica

“Yeah, there cute alright, but why are they here?”

“I-”

I heard the sound of stomping feet and I realized we must have woken the entire house by now.

“What the hell is going on down here?”  Carlisle grumped, straining his eyes to see me.

Yeah, I knew, Bella let it slip in her sleep.

“Oh my God!”  I heard Alice squeal a second later.  “How cute!”  

Boppi
“I know, right?”  Emmett said, as he picked up the really hairy one that was dressed.  Well… like Alice.

Grrrr…

What the hell?

I felt something pulling on my pant leg, but it was so light that at first I thought it was a draft.

Grrrr…  

And more pulling.

I looked down, and I swear I nearly shit myself.

A little dog, and I mean teeny-tiny little, dressed in a devil costume.

I reached down and picked it up, and it’s lips curled over it’s teeth, little bastard barely fit into the palm of my hand.

I held it closer to my face and it snapped.

I realized Emmett was giving some accuse about where he got the dogs and why but that was quickly halted when I saw my worst nightmare.

Bernie
Bella and Rosalie… and they looked pissed off!

Emmett turned to Rosalie handing her the Cotton-ball with pearls around it’s neck to Rose and sung out “Happy Anniversary!”

She was hard as stone… until the pup licked her.

Then it was all “I love you, Emmy-bear.  Never mind that I had nearly shot his stupid ass over trying to keep three dogs a secret.

“Why three?”  I asked.

Emmett smiled sheepishly at me, and dread came over me.

That mother-fucker.

The other two were for Bella and Alice, I’ll give you two guess of which dogs is who’s, but you’re only gonna need one.

Emmett went to pick the Devil out of my hand, but the fucker reared off and bit him.

“Ouch.  Stupid dog!”  He whined.

“Emmett!”  Bella scolded, and smacked the shit out of him.

Huh maybe the little spawn of Satan isn’t so bad after all?

Grrrr…

Then again, maybe not.

“Give him to me.”  Bella cooed in that baby-talk voice, and the fucking thing went right to her.  No snapping.  No growling.  No biting.

What was it with Bella and mean ass little dogs?

“You’re a precious little man aren’t you?”  Bella asked the dinky thing.

Oh God, I eternally groaned.

“He’s yours Belly,”  Emmett told her with a smile, cautiously approaching.  “I saw how mean it was and knew he’d be perfect for you.” 

He only got about two more step when - well from the looks of it, I guess we need to name it… him - before a vicious snarl ripped from it’s small body.

“Thanks, Bear, I love him.”  Bella smiled big and took off in the direction of the  stairs, not even bothering to ask if I was okay after the whole ordeal. 

Nope she just hugged her tiny dog and cooed to it about meeting it’s new brother. 

Great.

Fan-fucking-tastic.

Now I have not one, but two dogs in my bed, and one barely likes me, and that’s because I slip him people food when Bella’s not looking.

I guess I’ll be making a trip to town in the morning.

Doughnuts all around.

Maybe if I promise to get her a coffee in the morning she’ll coerce the dogs to let me in bed.

I sighed running my fingers through my hair, and turned to my smirking idiot of a brother who I, at the moment wouldn’t mind skinning to death with my new toys.

“Come on, bro.”  he said clapping me on the back.  “It’s can’t be that bad, it’s just a little dog.”

I just gave him my best “really” face and left it at that.

His fucking ass didn’t have to deal with the miniature ankle eater, he got a nice doggy that would lick his fingers and probably fetch his slippers.

I would be lucky if I was sleeping in my own bed tonight.

I looked over at Alice and I could already see the dollar signs flashing in her eyes.  She would have the most spoiled - whatever it was - in the whole of the United States.

I sighed again.

No point in putting off the inevitable.

So I bid my family goodnight and did my dance for the gallows.

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I found Bella in bed reading when I entered the room, Migg’s buried under the covers by Bella’s feet and the little one, oddly enough, had it’s head sticking out from the top of Bella’s sweatshirt.

I stood there for a minute just drinking her in, she didn’t know I was there yet, and it was nice to just have a minute to look at her.  She was so damn beautiful and I never thought in a million years that I would be standing here today, with her returning my love, my future wife, and the soon to be mother of my child.

She was curled up in the blankets, the cold still bothered her greatly, and I would have to speak to the doctor about that when we got back to the states.  She had her hair up in a ridiculous looking knot, wearing my oversize high school track sweater and her glasses that she would have to stop at every page to push back up her nose.

In other words she was perfect.

Just like this, no make up, no hair products or sexy bedroom wear.

She was just… Bella.

The dog at some point had noticed me and alerted Bella and Migg’s of my presence.

Bella looked up from her thick novel and smiled at me.

“What are you doing?”  She asked me, scrunching up her nose, as her little thing started trying to get free.  I imagine to eat me alive.

“Just watching,”  I told her as I striped off my jeans and cautiously sat on the end of the bed, and for once Migg’s didn’t growl.  “You are so beautiful.”

She blushed crimson.

“Thank you.”  Bella replied shyly. 

She picked the small animal from her sweater and placed on the bed as she leaned forward to capture my lips in a sweet slow kiss.

My body was instantly on fire.

I had no clue how the woman did it to me.  I have never been an angel, I had been with a few women before Bella arrived in my life the first time and a few after she left, but none of them could ever hope to start the flame under my skin that Bella could.

“I need you baby.”  I told her, my voice full of need, but it wasn’t entirely sexual.  I just needed to feel her.

Bella seemed to understand.  “I’m here.”  she whispered.

I slowly pulled the hoodie over her head and reveled in the sight of her naked skin that in the low lamp light of the bedroom seemed to take on a warm, ethereal glow. 

We made love that, night slow and deep, there was no urgency to our movements, just tender kisses and light caresses.

We gasped together every time I entered her.

God she was so warm.

For whatever reason, are lovemaking or maybe just the solidification of our bond as a couple, the little dog, now named Bernie, slept curled up on the pillow beside my head.

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“Hurry him up, bro, we’re gonna be late.”  Emmett bellowed at me from down the hall.

Fuck!  Why always me?

“Alright, alright.”  I told him and gave him the finger.

I don’t even know why I was the best-man, fuck, I broke the guys arm not two months ago.  I mean I didn’t care, and I really don’t think I’d be okay with Bella hanging off the arm of one of Garrett’s idiot cousins.  I liked them fine and all, but I wasn’t to keen on Bella being near any man that wasn’t family.

I fought hard to gather my thoughts before giving the “go get’em tiger” speech, but I was having a hard time concentrating today.

My mind was stuck on Bella… and the baby.

Bella was in no way starting to show, but her belly had hardened and you could see the signs of her pregnancy.  Her healthy glow and her constant smile.

I just hoped it last.

Those fucking bitches would be here today and I swear on all that is holy that if they even sneeze in her direction I’ll do Eleazar a huge favor and rid him of his deceitful daughters.

When Rosalie had called me that day and told me that Bella had almost been in an accident, and that she had almost went down a flight of stairs, I lost my mind.  All I kept thinking was that in her delicate condition and with how fragile she’s been it would have probably killed her.

I’m somewhat glad that no one bothered to tell me that Tanya purposefully tripped her after all the other shit they had said or done that day, until after the conniving bitches had left.

Esme would have killed me for getting blood on her Persian rugs.

I took a deep breath before knocking.

I’ll admit he looked more than a little frightened when he answered the door, but so would I if I had to go out into that mess of people.  Just between our two families we had over 100 in attendance, but I think the final head count this morning was even more than expected, totaling out at an even 320.

Seeing as we had so many more mouths and asses to deal with Bella had been up since before dawn trying to accommodate the added guests.

I was a pissed about it myself.  I didn’t see any reason for Bella to work herself to death for a bunch of assholes Alice had probably met once and were to ignorant enough to R.S.V.P.

Okay, deep breath Jasper, deep breath.

I did my manly thing and told him he was doing the right thing and he wouldn’t find a better girl, which was mostly true.  He could find a better one - but if he got near that one a broken arm would be on the list of fun things I would do to him.

He couldn’t have Bella.

The ceremony and reception was being held in the original servants quarters on the backside of the property.  It had been completely remodeled by Esme and team of decorators long before we arrived.

Standing at the alter with a shaking, crying man, was…different.  I had expected the midget to puke, to run even, but I never expected him to cry.

I had no idea how to deal with this.

Emmett had been a ball of energy for his, I mean yeah, he got a little tore-up at they said their vows and a little watery eyed during the toasting, but otherwise, in his words “he was ready to rock this bitch”.

Emmett and I did the best we could calming Garrett, and finally got him smiling and dry eyed by time the music started.

Alice had decided last minute that she wanted the bridesmaid to go down separately from the men.

So here we all stood dressed to the nines waiting for the bride.

I watched as Charlotte and Rosalie, picture perfect blonds made their way towards us, but I couldn’t keep my eyes off the beautiful brunette in the back.

One day, this would be us.

I would be standing here, waiting for her.

A profound feeling came over me, almost like I was washed in happiness.

Bella looked stunning in her lavender gown.

And when our eyes met, I would be making her my wife sooner rather than later.











 

 




 







 




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