Forget Me Not
The Cullens have left Forks, leaving Bella broken hearted and alone until a near-fatal car accident temporarily erases her memories. What happens when the one person she finds comfort with happens to be the brother of the man she can't remember? Will she regain her memories of Edward or will she find a new love with Jasper?
This story starts around the beginning of New Moon. Rated NR-17. B/E and B/J. DISCLAIMER: All characters are the sole property of Stephanie Meyers but the story is my own.
12. The Morning After
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I woke up with Jasper’s arms wrapped loosely around my back. He smiled down at me, but I could tell by the wary look in his eyes that something was bothering him.
“Jasper, what’s wrong?
He lowered his eyes to my wrist which had turned a blackish purple over night. Although I didn’t feel too much pain from the injury, it looked horrible.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked as the shame clouded his face.
“It was an accident, Jasper. Besides, it looks worse than it is.”
“You should have told me that I hurt you.”
“Why? So you can guilt yourself even more? I know you would never intentionally hurt me, but let’s be realistic here; I am a weak human…little accidents are bound to happen,” I said, brushing my fingers over his face. He let out a sigh of surrender.
“Will you at least promise to tell me when these little accidents happen?”
“I promise. Now, can we restart this morning on a good note?” I asked, closing my eyes playfully. He traced his fingers over my face, feathering kisses behind his touch. I opened my eyes to see his hovering close to mine.
“Good morning, Beautiful,” he whispered.
I noticed a blanket was draped over my hips and looked up at him curiously. He thrust his hands up as if he was being mugged by some common criminal.
“I tried to cover you up so you wouldn’t get cold, but you kept pushing the blanket down,” he laughed.
I pulled myself on top of him, resting my chin against his solid chest. The daylight reflected off of his scars, making them more noticeable against his pale skin. I stretched my arm across his chest and compared my scar to his.
“What’s on your mind, Darlin’?”
“Why am I not like you? James bit me but I am still human.”
Jasper weaved his fingers through mine and kissed my hand.
“Edward sucked the venom out before it could change you.”
“Why? I remember wanting to become like you and your family…why would he stop it from happening?”
“He believes that we lost our souls when we were changed. He didn’t want you to lose yours.”
“Is that what you believe?”I asked.
“I don’t know. I like to think that we still have our souls, but there really isn’t a way to know for sure either way,” he shrugged. Before I had a chance to respond, his phone started vibrating on the floor. I snatched it up, hoping that Charlie didn’t hear the loud thumping. Jasper laughed as he took the phone and answered it in his unnaturally low voice. I didn’t have to ask who he was talking to; Emmet’s voice was loud enough for me to hear his side of the conversation. I blocked their discussion from my mind up until I heard Emmet ask if I was a screamer. My mouth fell open as Jasper quickly slammed the lid of the phone shut.
“Sorry you had to hear that,” he grunted. “I better get back to the house before Emmet gets bored enough to come harass you.” He got up and retrieved his clothes from the floor by the bed. I caught myself admiring his muscular body as he threw his clothes on. It was intimidating to see so much perfection. I wrapped the blanket around my body and rushed up behind him, throwing my arms around his waist. He spun around and snatched me into his arms.
“You’re not going to make it easy for me to leave, are you?”
“Never,” I teased, wrapping my legs around his waist. He nuzzled his face in my neck, holding me tighter. I sighed as his phone vibrated again. He reached into his pocket and pulled the phone out.
“Damn it, Emmet…” he growled. I released my legs from his waist and lowered myself to the floor.
“Okay, I’ll be there in a minute.” He glanced down at me, shaking his head. When he closed the phone he gently grabbed my hands and I knew that this time, I had to let him go.
“I’m sorry, Darlin’.”
“Is everything okay?” I asked.
“Yeah, are you going to come over?”
I nodded, placing a quick kiss on his cheek before he jumped out the window.
I took my time getting back to the house as Emmet was nice enough to warn me that Edward was irate and looking for me. Obviously he overheard Emmet’s comments about me and Bella having sex, in which case, going home was probably the worst thing I could do.
When I got close to the house I could feel Edward’s anger ripping through my nerves. To say that I didn’t understand his hatred towards me would be a lie. I gave my heart to Bella and if anyone seduced her away from me, I know I would feel the same as Edward…if not worse. I got to the front door in time to hear Emmet’s warning.
“Jasper, look out!” he yelled as the front door shattered, spraying shards of splintered wood in my direction.
I cringed as a large piece of the broken door ripped through my leg. Edward crouched in the doorway and then lunged for me with his lips pulled up over his teeth. The impact knocked me backwards onto the ground. We rolled across the gravel driveway, snapping and growling at each other like wild animals battling for territorial rights. Edward pinned me down, wrapping his hands tightly around my throat. The rage in his eyes made him nearly unrecognizable as the person I, at one time, looked up to. He reached down to the wood that stuck out of my leg and forced it deeper through my muscle. I grit my teeth in agony as I managed to pull my uninjured leg into his chest. Using the last of my strength, I launched him across the yard. Emmet kneeled beside me, shaking his head in disappointment.
“Sorry, Bro. I tried to warn you,” he sighed, reaching for the spike of wood protruding from my leg. Before he could get his hand around it, Edward slammed into him, knocking him out of the way. A loud growl erupted from Emmet’s chest as he slowly rose to his feet. He cut his eyes at Edward before lunging at him full force.
I pushed myself off the ground and briefly examined my leg while Emmet forced Edward into a choke hold. Wrapping my fingers firmly around the wood, I jerked it out of my leg and tossed it aside.
“Get the hell off me, Emmet! This has nothing to do with you,” Edward snapped, struggling to break free from Emmet’s iron-clad grip.
“I guess the next time you decide to have a tantrum you’ll be more careful with who you hit, huh?” Emmet replied sarcastically. I limped towards Edward, taking caution not to get too close.
“Look, I understand why you are so angry, Edward. I didn’t mean for any of this to happen, but I will not apologize for making Bella happy,” I said.
“Your feelings mean nothing to me! If you truly cared about Bella you wouldn’t have slept with her while her mind isn’t right.”
“You think you know everything, don’t you?” I hissed.
“You expect me to believe that you didn’t touch her! I can still smell her scent on you!”
The pain in his voice renewed my guilt for committing my heart to Bella without her memory being completely restored.
“Edward, you are my brother. I would never do anything to intentionally hurt you. Bella means as much to me as she does to you. The difference between us is that I will never leave her. You had your chance to make her happy, but you threw her away. That is something you are going to have to learn to accept,” I sighed as I turned to walk away.
“You are no brother of mine! I will not give up on her no matter how long it takes for her to get the memories back. She WILL remember me sooner or later and when she does, the illusion you have built for her will come crashing down on you.”
His words stung at my heart like a thousand knives, stabbing me all at once. He knew my fear of losing Bella and made sure I didn’t forget it. Emmet finally released Edward but stayed close, ready to step in again if need be.
“I’m letting you both know that Bella is like a sister to me and, although I love you both like real brothers, I will destroy you if you hurt her,” Emmet announced, folding his arms across his massive chest. “Now, I suggest you clean this mess up before Esme gets back and saves me the trouble of kicking your asses!”
“This isn’t over, Jasper.” Edward snarled as he wandered around, gathering the remains of what used to be the front door. I ignored his threat and helped clean up the mess while Emmet watched from the front steps, ready to take us both down should we decide to go for round two.
“I’ll take Bella’s truck into town to buy a new door. She’s been wanting some time to catch up with you anyways, Em,” I said as I passed him to dispose of the pile of wood behind the house. The idea of leaving Bella alone with Edward behaving so irrationally didn’t set well with me, but I knew that Emmet would make sure he didn’t try anything crazy while I was gone.
I went into the garage and grabbed a screwdriver to take down the bent hinges on the door frame. Edward stayed out front, trying to smooth out the driveway. I started working on the first hinge when my phone vibrated in my pocket. I pulled it out and glanced at the screen. When I saw Bella’s name on the caller ID I quickly answered.
“Hey, Darlin’;” I said, feeling Edward’s jealousy jolt through me.
“Hi, Jasper. I just wanted to let you know that I will be heading over in about an hour. I sort of promised Emmet that I would spend some time with him today so I’m afraid you are going to have to share me,” she laughed.
“That’s fine. I’m going to need to borrow your truck when you get here, if that is okay with you.”
“No problem. What do you need it for?”
“I have to run to town to pick up something for the house. I won’t be gone long,” I said, twirling the screwdriver in my hand.
“Okay. Well, I guess I’ll see you when I get there. I love you, Jasper.”
“I love you too, Darlin’,” I replied and then quickly closed the phone, just in case Edward decided to have another fit.
“I love you too, shnookums!” Emmet yelled from the living room, not caring in the slightest if Edward heard him. I shook my head with a smile as I finished taking down the last hinge.
Esme, Alice, and Rosalie came up the front steps with arms full of shopping bags. They stared at the empty space where the door used to be, shaking their heads.
“A warning would have been nice,” Esme sighed as she glanced at Alice.
“Sorry, I didn’t see the point of ruining our day too,” Alice replied, cutting her eyes at me.
“Emmet, you are in BIG trouble!” Esme shouted as she went into the house.
“I swear it is impossible to house train you!” Rosalie hissed.
“What are you yelling at me for? I didn’t do it!” Emmet pouted, trying desperately to defend himself against the wrath of Esme and Rosalie. I went back to the garage to put the screwdriver away, laughing to myself as the lectures on Emmet’s destructive behavior continued. Emmet glanced at me when I returned to the house, waiting for me to defend his honesty. I paused long enough to cast an evil grin at him and then went upstairs.
I stood at Alice’s door, unsure of how I would feel about being in our old room should she invite me in. Being with Bella gave me so much happiness and I didn’t want to take a step back emotionally by dredging up old, painful memories.
Alice swung the door open before I was able to knock. She grabbed me by the shirt and pulled me into her room, slamming the door behind us. I took a moment to glance around the room, noticing the many changes she had made. The pale blue walls were repainted with a vibrant lavender color and displayed framed pictures of architectural structures from France and Italy. Everything from the curtains down to the figurines on the dresser was different. She had done well to erase any trace of our life together.
“Are you listening to me, Jasper?” she hissed.
“What the hell is wrong with you? I thought you were going to wait for Bella to get better before you moved in on her!” She threw her hands up in frustration and paced the floor.
“I didn’t move in on her. You know me better than that, Alice. She was tired of putting her life on hold, waiting for memories that were not guaranteed to ever return. I made her a promise and, as you well know, I am a man of my word,” I rebutted. Alice dropped down on the bed, shaking her head.
“You’re right. I’m sorry, Jasper. I had a vision of the two of you together and just assumed…”
“You assumed that I seduced her!” I snapped.
“Look, I said I was sorry. What more do you want?” she growled. I leaned against the door and checked my watch.
“Bella will be here soon. Have you had any visions that I should know about?”
“No. I still can’t see Bella clearly.”
“You’ll let me know if that changes, right?” I asked, resting my hand on the door handle.
“Of course,” she said, forcing a smile that didn’t match her emotions. I nodded and left the room. Despite the fact that everything in her room was different, I still felt awkward being in the place where we spent many years of our marriage together.
I wandered down to my room, shutting the door behind myself. I was overwhelmed with so many emotions and needed to do something to ease the burden on my aching heart. The pajamas Bella had given me filled the room with her sweet scent. I sat at my desk and pulled out a few sheets of blank paper. There was so much I wanted to say to Bella, but with so many missing memories, she wouldn’t understand me. I grabbed a pen out of the drawer and started writing.
Half an hour passed and finally, I heard Bella’s truck in the driveway. I jumped to my feet and darted out of the house. She looked up at me with a warm smile as I rushed over to her, pulling her into my arms with a sense of urgency.
“Jasper, are you okay?” she asked, concern deep in the furrow of her brow.
“I am now,” I replied, loosening my grip just enough to see her face. She looked over my shoulder at the empty door frame and then noticed the tear in my jeans.
“What happened?” Her voice shook as she stared at me, wide eyed and nervous. I was reluctant to tell her the truth. She felt guilty enough about rejecting Edward. To know that his broken heart had caused so much chaos would send her spiraling into a depression.
“We decided to do some remodeling!” Emmet interjected, suddenly appearing at my side. I didn’t want to let her out of my arms, but I knew I had to. I kissed her forehead and stepped aside as Emmet swooped in for a hug.
“That’s my cue to head to town,” I laughed as Emmet playfully swung her around like a ragdoll. Bella dropped down to her feet, returning to my side.
“You won’t be gone long, will you?” she asked, gazing at me with her heart-breaking, big brown eyes.
“I’ll be so quick that you won’t even have time to miss me.”
“You haven’t even left yet and I already miss you,” she pouted, pulling at the strings of my heart.
“If you start to miss me, feel free to borrow one of my shirts. Just imagine that the sleeves are my arms wrapped around you.” I hugged her as I brushed a kiss over her lips.
“Yuck!” Emmet laughed, pretending to vomit.
“Shut up, Em,” Bella said as she reached into her pocket and handed me the keys to her truck.
“I’ll see you in a little while,” I whispered in her ear and climbed into the driver’s seat. She didn’t move, watching as I drove away from the house.
- A Tragic Anniversary
- Desperate to Remember
- Old Friends
- Torment and Loneliness
- Home Away From Home
- Matters of the Heart
- Invitation to Heartbreak
- Chapter 9
- Facing the Past
- A Loss of Innocence
- The Morning After
- The Morning After Pt. 2
- Difficult Decisions
- Out of the Darkness
- Rebuilding Broken Bonds
- Enduring the Pain
- Losing Control
- Learning to Cope
- An Offer of Love
- Home At Last
- RK Whitlock
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