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A Twist of Fate

Jasper is kicked out of the house when the Cullens discover he has cheated on his "vegetarian" diet. What Jasper sees before he leaves is sure to change his and Bella's lives forever. A Jasper/Bella fic.

Okay! I know, I know. I've not been good at updating at all. It's been about 4 and a half months actually. I will be deleting those stories, editing them, AND THEN putting them back up. The only other one staying will be We Meet Again. Not to worry though. They will be back. Anywho, this is a Jasper/Bella fic and I hope you enjoy. I'll be MUCH better with my updates on this one.

11. Sweeney Todd is Nothing but a Gore Fest

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Bella's POV

I snatched the phone back up off the floor of the car. With trembling hands, I punched in Jasper's number. It rang several times, he never answered.

I sank down onto the seat, still clutching the phone. My breathing had sped up to the point where I was only an inch away from hyperventilating. It couldn't have been five minutes before I heard the door open... a little too hard.

I shot up and looked to the door. Jasper was standing there, his face enraged, and the door in hand. I gasped. He'd ripped the whole thing from the car.

He dropped it and it landed on the ground with a loud thump. Without a word, he scooped me up and started running.

"You're on the reservation! They're going to get you, Jasper!" I exclaimed, my throat dry.

"Nonsense," he said calmly. I could tell he was covering something up.

We reached the car in record time, but it wasn't the car I was expecting.

He opened the door to the Volvo and put me in the back seat. I hit something cold and hard. It was Rosalie, and she wasn't happy about it. I'd have bruises from her rock hard body.

I opened my mouth to ask what was going on when Jasper interrupted.

"Edward, Carlisle, and Emmett are distracting the mutts. Esme and Alice are at your house packing a bag. Rosalie's here just in case something goes wrong," he said in a rush. We were already speeding down the slick road towards my house.

"How are they distracting the wolves?" I asked. I didn't want anyone to get hurt, especially if it'd be all my fault.

"They are running closer and closer to the territory line and then away again. Teasing them," answered Rosalie, her voice scathing. I cringed, she was mad at me. I was putting her Emmett in danger.

The mood in the car was dark. Jasper was worried, Rosalie was mad, and I was scared, not a good mix for an enjoyable time.

"Charlie's at work right now, what am I going to tell him?" I asked.

"You're leaving him a note that says the breakup just hit you, and you need to get out of town for awhile to get away from reminders of Edward. You can call him from the plane," explained Jasper.

I nodded, accepting the fact that I wouldn't get to see my dad before I left to... wherever it was we were escaping to.

When we got to the house, the car screeched to a stop. Jasper was at the door in less than a second. He helped me out of the car, hurried me into the house, and rushed me into the living room. Rosalie stayed in the car. Esme and Alice were already in the room, each of them with an overnight bad slung over their shoulders.

"Write the note, hun," said Esme, handing me a note pad and pen.

I scratched out a note that "explained" the situation. Charlie would not take lightly to it. He probably wouldn't trust me with anything again. It was the chance I'd have to take.

Once I was finished, Jasper hurried me, once again, into the car. I climbed into the back and sat next to Rosalie. Alice slid in next to me. Esme got into the passenger seat.

Jasper started the car and shot down the street, the tires squealed loudly.

"We're meeting the others at the house. Bella, you'll go with Edward in my car. Esme will go with Emmett, Alice with me, and Rosalie with Carlisle. We want to mix the scent as much as possible. We'll all end up meeting in Seattle," said Jasper, his voice wavering.

I looked out the window and wasn't surprised at all to see that we were only minutes from the Cullen's home.

The minutes passed like seconds. In no time at all I was standing in front of the house, Edward by my side. Jasper hadn't even had time to say bye before he left.

I glared at Edward and walked to Jasper's car, determined not to let him do anything polite. I was too late. He had already opened the door for me.

"Thanks," I muttered, plopping into the car. He slipped noiselessly into the driver's seat, started the engine, and floored it.

Neither of us said a word. Instead, I listened to the music that was pumping out of the speakers. It wasn't the forties music that I had become accustomed to, but something violent, angry.

"What is this?" I asked.

"The Sweeney Todd soundtrack," he said in a disinterested tone.

"A little morbid, don't you think?" I commented. As far as I knew, Sweeney Todd was a play about killing people and then making them into meat pies. Not quite my cup of tea, that was for sure.

"Despite the common misconception that Sweeney Todd is nothing but a gore fest, I enjoyed the play. It's much more than just blood and guts, and the plot captures the audience. It has its bits of twisted humor, which is also a plus. I saw the movie recently and thought that was interesting also. Tim Burton always puts a unique spin on things, he was perfect for the Sweeney Todd job."

By the time he was done with his rant, I was gaping at him. Edward wasn't particularly fond of movies. He had always told me that they all followed the same rules, that nobody ever stepped outside the box. I guess Sweeney Todd was out of the box enough for Edward.

When I didn't say anything, he snapped off the stereo, leaving nothing but the faint sound of the engine humming.

"Why am I with you?" I asked, breaking the silence.

"They think you'd want to be with Jasper, not me. Of course, that's assuming you told the mutt what's happened between us. So, because I'm the person you're least likely to be with, you get to ride with me," he answered simply.

"Are the other's safe?"

"Why would you even ask that, Bella? Have we ever, in the entire time you've known us, intentionally put you in danger?" he asked.

"I didn't ask about me. I don't care what happens to me. I need all of you to be safe!" I exclaimed.

"You don't have any sense of self preservation, do you? Don't you get it, Bella? This isn't about us, it's about you. It's always been about you, ever since the day I vowed I would keep you alive, no matter what happened!" His words rang throughout the car, hurting my ears.

I kept my opinion to myself. It didn't matter what happened to me if one of the Cullens got hurt... or killed.

I decided to change the subject. "Where are we going?"

"Seattle," he replied dully. His hands were clamped tightly around the steering wheel, his knuckles bone white from the tension.

"After Seattle," I clarified, biting back the sarcastic remark I had planned to throw at him. I'd heard we were going to Seattle, he knew that. He was trying to get me to drop it.

"I don't think I'm in a position to tell you that quite yet," he said after a minutes pause.

"What do you mean?" I asked, keeping my voice down.

"I don't want you to get... anxious."

My breathing hitched up a notch. What did he mean, anxious?

"Who is in a position to tell me?" I was getting the feeling that there was only one person who could.

"Well, Jasper," he sighed, giving in. "You'll see him in a few minutes, we're almost there.

I guessed that "there" was the Seattle airport. It was nearing nightfall outside, the perfect time for vampires to be running about. At least we wouldn't have to worry about being exposed.

True to his word, five minutes later we were parked and ready to go. Edward popped the trunk and grabbed both my bags out of the back, carrying one on each shoulder.

"This way," he said, grabbing my arm gently and leading me to the end of the parking structure. He hurried me down a flight of stairs, and we were deposited in a hallway.

In no time flat, I was flanked on all sides by my inhumanly beautiful entourage. Jasper, who was on my right, grabbed my hand and gave it an encouraging squeeze. They walked at a swift pace, and it took a lot for me to keep up.

"Where are we going?" I whispered, wishing to keep the conversation as private as possible. I knew it was a vain attempt, having friends with super heightened hearing wasn't always a good thing.

He pulled me closer to him, our bodies touching, causing me to stumble a little. "Later, love. We'll discuss it later," he said, pasting on a very false smile. I could see right through him.

"Promise?" I asked.

"Promise," he agreed.

Jasper practically dragged me through security. We stopped only once, when he had to give me my boarding pass.

Once we entered the gate and were finally seated, I took note of my surroundings. It was a small plane, but it was totally packed. It would be much more than difficult to get Jasper to tell me where we were going here.

I was seated next to Jasper, of course. When the plane started racing down the runway, I closed my eyes. I never had a problem with flying, but the take-off and landing were always a bit scary for me.

I started thinking of ways to get Jasper to tell me where we were headed.

It turns out, I didn't need Jasper to tell me.

Over the intercom, the pilot's voice sounded. "Ladies and gentleman, this is your pilot speaking. Everything is in order and we are safely en route to Italy."

I quickly glanced at my boarding pass for conformation. I saw the word Italy in big black block letters.

I turned to Jasper, my mouth hanging open. He quickly gathered me into a tight embrace, and I felt the panic drain from my body.

"They can't help us, Jasper. They'll kill you, they'll kill everyone," I whispered.

"Shh, it's all going to be okay, Bella," he said, rubbing my back. I felt myself begin to drift off. He was making me sleep, trying to make me forget. It was no use.

I knew as well as he did, there was no way the Volturi would help us.