The truth will always comes out - Jasper Whitlock

Chapter 8

Bella…

I woke up and looked out of my window and noticed it had been snowing. After getting dressed for school I headed downstairs. “You can take the truck today princess. I’ve had snow chains put on it for you” I smiled and kissed my daddy on his cheek. After eating my breakfast and saying goodbye to my parents I got into the truck and headed to ‘Forks f*****g High School’

When I was halfway there I received a text.

Dad – Bella

Don’t forget what I told you last night

I pulled up into my usual parking space and climbed out of my truck and glanced around. I noticed that the Cullen’s and Jasper were climbing out of their car. I only saw them briefly, because into my direct line of sight walked Mike Newton.

He was slowly approaching me and he was sporting a mischievous smile. He was also holding a massive slush ball. "If that comes within five fuckin' feet of me I will whang your wiener so fuckin' hard, you'll spit out your d**k and snort out your balls". He promptly turned the same colour as the slush ball, and then faded to a fantastic shade of green, before he turned tail and practically ran towards the main building.

In his haste he failed to notice the slick patch of ice that had formed which caused the subsequent slip, slide and splat. It was made even more spectacular when he took an unsuspecting Lauren down with him. She somehow managed to land flat out with her face in a winded Mike's crotch. Huh! Death on the Steamin' Semen highway...that's some fuckin' epitaph!

I unfortunately had limited time to enjoy the show. I made my way to the back of my truck.

I had just bent down to admire my snow chains with my heart pounding in my chest when I heard it…a loud, metallic screeching sound that was getting painfully louder by the second.

As I straightened up and swung my head towards the sound, my brain registered, but couldn't really understand what I was seeing:

Edward's face held a look of horror.

Emmett, Rose and Jasper's were ones of shock.

Alice's face wore a strange combination of happiness and triumph.

My head continued its seemingly slow-motion turn and just as it occurred to me that something was wrong with this tableau, my vision was filled with the blue siding of a sliding van.

The van was heading straight for the back of my truck and unfortunately I just happened to be standing between it and its destination. On purpose and I am not even 100% sure why!

"Fu..." I was suddenly hit from the side by what felt like a boulder, smacking me down onto the blacktop where my head cracked on it with a resounding thud.

I could feel the icy floor underneath me and icy arms above and around me, pinning me down. And the fuckin' van just kept on comin'

I was suddenly lifted and whipped around so I was no longer directly on the ground and my legs were no longer splayed out in the path of the vans wheels.

I heard the crunching of metal and the breaking of glass but I couldn't actually see anything as I was…snuggled…being firmly held…to a broad chest that my face was squashed into.

"Bella? Are you ok darlin'?" I don't know that voice. I turned my head and looked into the warm, topaz eyes of Jasper Hale. His golden locks were in disarray with his fringe flopping down into his eyes. I was distracted by his lips. They looked so rosy, so firm, and so kissable. The bottom one slightly fuller than the top, and they were moving…

I realised he was talking and I was staring and I hadn't heard a word he'd said. Actually, I felt like my brains had liquefied and had dribbled out my ears and it had nothing to do with the near death experience or the bump to the head. I felt the warmth start on my cheeks and then spread down to my neck.

Fuck. I haven't blushed like this in about two years. I thought I saw Jasper's eyes darken as they took in my colour, his face became feral and predatory. Like a lion just before he pounced on the lamb. Instead of fear, I felt calm, safe, as I got lost in his gaze. I also felt my panties begin to dampen.

"Huh?" was my brilliant response. Jasper's nostril flared and I knew he got a whiff of my arousal. I watched carefully as his eyes positively shone and his lips parted in appreciation.

He took a deep breath and that seemed to calm him enough to bring himself back into control. Then he smiled. I was dazzled. "I asked if you were alright. You banged your head pretty hard there darlin'." Now that he mentioned it, I realised that my head did actually hurt like a fuckin' b***h, but Ohhh...That drawl! That accent! That "darlin'…"

The van could have actually sat on my legs and I would have never noticed it. "I'm, err fine" I stammered. Arg! Get your fuckin' act together Piper, you sound like a t**t. "At least I'm better than I would've been if it hadn't been for you". I tried to make my voice sound husky and sexy.

I must have succeeded well enough judging by the look I was rewarded with. I was aware that we were still sitting on the parking lot floor. I then realised that perhaps we ought to get up…but it felt so right sitting in Jasper's lap and I was reluctant for it to end

The rest of the school however, felt differently. I only now heard the crying and shouting as faces appeared, peering over and around the van and surrounding cars.

"Oh God! Bella. Jasper. Don't move. Help is coming" called out various voices.

Fuckin'bitchin'interferin'shittybuggerfreakin'arse-holes.

I tried to get up but Jasper just held me tighter. "We may as well wait because their gonna send help whether we want it or not" he said laconically. Fair enough. There are worse places to be and if Jasper insists… Hmm! Maybe a chance for a little teasing?

"So, you got over here pretty quickly. You were way over there by your car with your family" I told him. "No I wasn't. I was walking over here when Tyler's van started to skid…" Oh. It must have been Tyler Crowley's van that almost made mince-meat of me. Jerk.

"…I saw it heading close to you so I moved closer and was lucky enough to be able to pull you clear" he finished a little nervously. I could hear Tyler responding to the people helping him so he was obviously not to badly hurt. Now if they could just hold off "rescuing" us for a while, that would be just peachy…

I really was incredibly comfortable in Jasper's lap. He must be at least 6ft 2" because my 5ft 3" frame fit into his perfectly. Like I had been designed specifically with him in mind…and him me. Flirting and teasing with him was merely a pleasant bonus. "Yeah, but I thought it slid around and was about to crush my legs?" I asked him wide-eyed.

"No. Not at all! I err, you, had your face turned away. The van hit the corner of your truck and that's what stopped it. Plus you hit your head, erm pretty hard…it must have been confusing to you." he trailed off but kept eye contact. "My head doesn't feel to bad considering, but I guess I must have it a little wrong because you would have to be like…super-fuckin'-man or something to have got to me so quickly from way over there and then to have stopped the van with your bare hands…well, I guess that's not humanly possible". Oh I sound sooooo fuckin' innocent I amaze myself.

He was saved from responding to that as the vehicles were moved and our 'rescuers' arrived…paramedics, students and Jasper's stunned family. Well, everyone but Alice looked stunned. She looked part annoyed and part like she wanted to cry and I doubt it was over the concern for the health of her family member.

Well sometimes the even best laid plans end up arse-about-face. With the look she had when it was all going to hell in a hand basket, I don't know what she thought was gonna happen but I'm betting that it didn't end with me sitting in Jasper's lap.

Deal and get over it puny-pire!

Tyler had already been carted off to the hospital by the time it was established that, Jasper and I were neither dying nor dead but, for some unknown reason, I needed to be ensconced in a neck brace and strapped to a stretcher. Obviously lil' ole girly me was incapable of helping myself as apposed to heap big strong man…grunt me a tune much!

Yeah, I know the van would have sustained more damage than Jasper if it had actually hit him, but they didn't know that and it just pisses me right the f**k off.

I saw Rosalie and Emmett on the edge of a group of gawkers. Rosalie looked pissed; standing stiff with her arms crossed and tapping her toe; hard…I think the fucker was gonna fly off! Emmett seemed to be trying to calm her down…albeit oddly… by patting her butt whilst looking knowingly at Jasper…these guys need a fuckin' dictionary to define "low-profile"

"Jasper?" The paramedic turned to him "You seem fine but do you want to come and let you father check you out as well? You can ride up front" Edward and Alice were nearer to us with their heads close together, whispering and glancing over. Edward was looking at Alice in confusion, Alice returning the looks with exasperation and finally both of them looking at the paramedic with annoyance. I guess they all want to have a talk with Jasper then.

I really, really couldn't help myself. I held the back of my hand to my forehead and let out a little whimper, hopefully looking all woeful and pathetic. I'm good…but Marlene Dietrich I'm not. Everyone turned to me. Don't blush. Don't blush. Don't you fuckin' dare blush? "Would it be alright if I rode in the back with Bella? I think it would make her feel a little more comfortable to have a familiar face if she's hurting".

I guess being a little helpless on occasion does have its benefits. If his family's reactions were bothering him; he didn't show it and he didn't seem particularly eager to talk to them. Can't think why, I mentally sniggered. "Sure. No problem Jasper. C'mon lets get you guys to your father." he said starting to load me in.

Jasper followed him and as he sat down his eyes met mine. The smirk he had and the shine in his eyes let me know he wasn't buying my little "helpless" act at all. Stupid, fuckin' empathic vampires.