A Song In Major- Jasper/Bella
The story is told from a different POV. Every POV moves chronologically through the story, but they move at alternating speeds through the timeline.
For clarity, I’ve indicated the starting time of each chapter until the timelines converge. This timestamp doesn’t account for the specific time of year or include any flashbacks or memories. I hope it helps, but if you have suggestions for improvement, please let me know.
Rosalie's POV
ca. a day after Bella's 18th birthday party
She exhaled. Breathing out the cold mountain air that filled her lungs. She had been holding on to this unnecessary breath for too long, and now finally allowed herself to slump down. Her back rested against the tree, letting the few rays of sunshine that breached the canopy touch her skin.
“Damn. What a cluster fuck.” Rose mumbled to herself. She took the blond strand of hair that dangled in front of her eyes between her fingers and tucked it behind her ear. It had been an evening that they would remember for decennia to come.
She had known from the start that having a human around seven vampires was not a Nobel-prize-winning idea. She had campaigned against it. Intensely. And today she was finally proven right. Again. Yee-fucking-haw.
The timid girl, that Eddie had dubbed as his girlfriend, had cut herself on her birthday present. Which had set off a chain reaction.
Rose shook her head, while her fingers pinched the bridge of her nose. All of them could to a certain extent resist human blood. Not as great as Carlisle. But then again, he had had a lot of training. But they were good enough. Good enough that they could extract themselves from it if the situation arose. At least, if one particular over-protective vampire had not pushed the girl so hard that she ended up in the glass cabinet meters away.
That amount of blood? Even the smell of it was overwhelming. That they could not resist. Playing it back in slow motion, she could see the facial expressions of her family change. Hard lines of want and need contouring their features. It was Jasper who made the first move. Typical and unsurprising.
Loverboy’s feelings alone must have been enough for him to lose it. Multiply that by six other vampires on a restrictive animal diet, it was no surprise that it was the empath that took the first step..
In a split second, Emmett and Alice held back Jasper and moved him outside. Esme followed, leaving Rose to pull Edward out of there. Idiot. As if he could resist this. She rolled her eyes. Bella was his singer for god sake. He had to get it together, at this point, he was her biggest threat.
After a few seconds, she felt Eddie relent, and they sprinted through the door. The cold night air enveloped them. Looking around her family, there was an understanding of relief at what disaster they just had scarcely avoided. But as her eyes crossed that of Jasper, having a hushed conversation just out of range from them, all she could see was guilt rushing from her so-called twin, while the lines that contoured Alice's face only showed anger. Typical, and unsurprising.
Slowly but surely the family had moved to hunt. Away from the house, away from the blood. Rose had stood there a while, looking at the familiar scene of the pair discussing in front of her. In the end, she had passed by Alice and Jasper, and gave him a small squeeze. Then she had disappeared into the night, following Emmett’s trail.
They had a good hunt. And now, sitting together against the trees while watching the mid-morning sun clear the clouds, Rose was feeling eerie. Something had shifted tonight. But what exactly this entailed, she was still unsure.
“Hey Beautiful,” Emmett said while looking at her, breaking the silence with his low voice, as he had done many times before. The sun caressed his strong jawline
“You know, it will be all right. In the last few months we have been through much more than just a little paper cut” he smiled. The enchanting smile lifted some of the weight of her shoulders, and she could not help but return the sentiment. He was right. The bite scar on Bella's wrist had proven it. In this family constellation, they had seen worse.
“I know Em. I know.” She answered, but still, she could not help it as the unfamiliar feeling stuck to her. Rippling softly down her spine.
Running through the forest, moving towards their house in Forks, she let her thoughts wander one more time.
It was not that she didn’t like Isabella, or Bella as she had called herself, it was the logistics. How. What. And most of all why?
Why would Loverboy bring a human into their circle? For the past century, the only new people to know of their existence had been vampires. Vampires. Not the weak humans. Bella had a life ahead of her. A life Rose wished she could have had.
At first, she had attributed the distance between them to the vampire ways, humans were intimidated by her and never dared to get closer to her than they had to be. But she knew it was more. She envied Bella. Whenever she saw the girl, the gnawing feeling covered her from head to toe. It surrounded Rosalie and made her thought processes blur. She could not help but wonder how Isabella Swan could value her humanity as so little that she spent time with her by nature murderous inclined family. But as time passed, so did Rose's response, and in return had spent quite some time analyzing the situation, and the girl.
Bella was apprehensive. Shy. And somehow all over Edward.
Edward, or Eddie, as she mostly called him - with the sole goal to just annoy the shit out of him - was never really someone she had got along with that well. His martyr vibes were not her thing. They both had the most difficulties getting to terms with their life as vampires, and the way Eddie had handled her newborn stages had left a sour taste in Rose's mouth.
But where Rose got over most of it, or at least found a way to deal, Edward had not. The melancholy, the hatred, the distance he put between his family and himself. It had always taken a toll on the Cullens. Rose her solution was to take a few steps back herself as well. She had been mostly successful, with a bit of help of the Pixie. Having someone to tell her the future, even if the person in question was a bitch, was quite helpful at times. Easy avoidance. Sometimes Emmett and her took off on months of holidays, where the two of them just traveled around. However, they always ended back up at the Cullens. Back to Carlisle, Esme, and Jasper, who they had missed dearly.
She smiled to herself while swinging from tree to tree. It was clear as day that her family was a dysfunctional shit show. So why did Bella gravitate so much to them? And even more to Edward? To Alice? Rose did not know and, uptil now, had never really cared. However, after today, something had shifted. She decided it was time to reign in her bitterness and talk to her.
Because something was set in motion, and Rose was smart enough to realize that her intuition is not something to be messed with - and her gut told her, that Bella was some sort of key.
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