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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.

12. They Still Love You

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Bella's POV

The minutes drifted, turning to hours as we sat. No one spoke. Jasper clutched me to his chest, his hand rubbing soothing circles on my back. Being under Jasper's influence, I knew I couldn't trust what I was feeling.

"Jasper?" I whispered, my voice hoarse.

"Yes, Bella?"

"Why are we going to Italy?" I asked.

He was silent, still. I pulled away and looked into his eyes. He looked away.

"To get away from the mutts," he answered after a second. His answer was too cool, too calculated. It wasn't the whole truth.

"Oh," I said lamely, turning away to look out the window.

"It's the truth, Bella," said Jasper.

I was about to reply when I heard Rosalie in the row behind us. "We are dragged all over the place for that human. I'm sick of it," growled Rosalie.

Jasper hissed, a sound almost too quiet for my ears. From the corner of my eye I saw Rosalie cross her arms and glare daggers at the back of Jasper's seat.

Jasper took me, once again, into his arms. "Would I let anything hurt you, Bella?" he whispered, his lips at my ear.

I shivered, and shook my head.

"Then why are you so worried?" he asked.

"I've had bad experiences in Italy, you know that," I said, my voice not even audible to my own ears.

"All the better reason to make some good experiences there," he replied.

"Fat chance," I muttered. He sighed. "How did you get the rest of your family to help us?" I asked, changing the subject. I didn't care that they were in close enough proximity to hear us at that point.

"Please fasten your seatbelts, we will be landing in a moment," came the voice over the speakers. Jasper took that point to avoid the question. It was okay, though. I could wait.

The plane touched down and we were hurried out. I was quickly surrounded on all sides, probably not even visible to anyone looking. Jasper grabbed my hand.

"Are you hungry?" he asked.

"Yeah." That was putting it lightly. I was starving.

He pulled me away from the group and led me to the small selection of cafes and eateries. I looked back and none of the Cullens were standing there anymore.

"Take your pick!" he exclaimed, motioning to the shops.

I chose a little bakery. The bagel was dry, bland in my mouth.

"How did you get them to help us?" I asked again. Now that we wouldn't be interrupted, he wouldn't have a choice but to answer.

"They still love you, you know. I called Edward and told him that you were in trouble... that the dog was going to take you. Needless to say, he reacted very quickly to that. He called the rest of the family, and naturally they all took his side. Within five minutes, everything had been planned. We were to come to Italy and the mutts couldn't follow to get back at us for breaking the treaty. Technically, I was the only one that broke the treaty. I went on their land, not the others. So if comes down to it, I'll be the one that'll be in trouble, not them," he explained.

"Wait, if it comes down to it, we're running away. You aren't going to fight, right? We'll run, right?" I asked, my voice hitching up an octave. Nothing would happen to him, I would make sure of that.

"It doesn't matter," he laughed. "They'll never find us!"

I shoved the last bit of bagel into my mouth and stood up. I looked at Jasper, expecting him to stand with me.

He didn't. He was frozen to his seat, his face grave.

"What?" I asked nervously.

He was by my side in a matter of seconds.

"Bella, don't let go of my arm, don't talk, stay calm," he whispered.

I stifled the question that was building in my throat. He was walking swiftly and I had to jog to keep up.

I looked around, curious as to what was making Jasper so anxious.

My mouth fell open. Exiting the hall that led from one of the planes was Jacob, and he was looking right at me. He was flanked on both sides by Sam, Paul, and Quil. They stood out among the other people. They were tall, intimidating.

"Oh God," I whispered as we entered the door to the parking structure. They disappeared out of sight. I hoped Jasper had a plan.

In seconds, Edward screeched up in a dark red convertible.

Jasper rushed me into the car, hopped in beside me, and slammed the door. It was only Edward in the car, I had no idea where the rest of the family was.

"How?" asked Jasper, his voice muted. He was restraining himself.

"They have a fund, an emergency fund," explained Edward. "They've been saving money for generations. They used it to buy the tickets to get Bella."

Jasper growled, furious. "You're sure that's what they're thinking? You're sure they're not just on... a vacation?"

"Dammit, Jasper! I know what I heard!" yelled Edward, hitting the wheel with his fist. The car was quiet, nobody daring to speak.

"Where are the others?" I asked, breaking the silence.

"They took different cars. We took the fastest ones they had," Edward muttered through clenched teeth.

"Where are we going?" I spoke again, pushing Edward's temper.

"Volterra," he said, his voice growing quiet.

"Oh," I gulped. Of course we were going to Volterra. A city filled to the brim with vampires, a place no werewolf would ever want to set foot. I still couldn't fathom why going to Volterra was a wise choice. The last time I went, I barely escaped with my life.

I started to shake and Jasper took me into his arms. Edward made a disgusted sound. His hands clamped tighter around the wheel.

"Edward, stop this! This isn't about you right now!" yelled Jasper, his chest shuddering against my ear.

Edward stayed uncharacteristically quiet, which was never a good sign. He was going to stew in his anger and let it all out after he's marinated in it for awhile.

Jasper held me until I felt myself drift to sleep. I was exhausted, tired of having my world fall to pieces.

It seemed like seconds later when I heard his voice in my ear.

"Bella, wake up," whispered Jasper. My eyes shot open and I gasped.

"Sorry, you scared me," I breathed as he situated me into a sitting position. I'd fallen down so my head was on his lap while I was sleeping.

"Where are they?" I asked, rubbing my eyes.

"The mutts? Oh, they're back there a little ways... I wouldn't be surprised if they got to the wall tonight, though."

"Where are we?" I asked, my mind still clouded from my nap.

"We're here, Volterra," he answered grimly.