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Have you ever heard the word catastrophe? You must have, right? It seems that if you hear the word, it makes you feel sorry for someone who gets it. However, how would you feel if it was you who caused the catastrophe?
That's right, after ... Elle, Jasper's sister, told me this clearly yesterday afternoon. Jasper immediately pulled my arm, forcing me to get in the car and leave the house at full speed.
Jasper hasn't been seen since I started my first class. Mr. Paul is explaining the material on how to analyze a writing technique in an article. Of course, this is something that interests me, but damn it. I couldn't focus on the material at all; my mind was filled with questions. Where did Jasper go?
"Hey, Rosalie."
I could hear Mary whispering to me with a worried look on her face. Seeing her like that made me realize that my face seemed to be a little wrinkled. I just raised one eyebrow in response.
"What's wrong with you? You're not usually this moody as Mr. Paul's class," she whispered again.
I just exhaled my breath roughly, trying to get rid of all the anxiety I was feeling. "I'm just a little anxious; no need to worry," I retorted as I stretched my body a little.
Throughout the first class, I was so unfocused that I was forced to go to the library with Mary to look for one of the journals as reference material for the assignment given by Mr. Paul.
"Are you worried about Jasper?" said Mary.
My hand reflexively stopped as I tried to pick up one of the journals in front of me. I looked at Mary as I chuckled. She seemed to know everything about me. "A little," I said.
"Hey, tell me. I think there's something going on with you guys," Mary said as she put her arm around me.
I was about to explain before the next second. My name was called by someone I was waiting to see. "Jasper," I said.
He took my hand and gave Mary permission to take me for a while. I could only look at the hand, and then my brain immediately remembered Elle's words and the look of anger on Jasper's face.
"Sorry," I said. Who would want to get someone in trouble because of my presence? Of course no one said that. Jasper immediately stopped; he threw my hands away and immediately hugged me.
That sense of comfort returned, filling my entire body. However, for some reason, beads of water started dripping from my eyes. My eyes also began to burn, and I began to sob. It felt so tight that I couldn't feel the comfort of Jasper's embrace anymore. Elle's words at that time made me realize why Ethan was looking at me like that.
"Rosalie, hey. Don't cry; forgive me for not taking good care of you," Jasper said. He continued to hug me tightly, trying to channel his affection through his cold body.
"Jasper, shouldn't you stay away from me? I mean, your family could be in danger," Rosalie said. Jasper shook his head, and I couldn't understand why he remained stubborn about the obvious.
"I can't let you go, you know that—"
"Jasper, your family is in danger. How can you just stand by?" I fumed. Even though I was like that myself, I thought. My father can take care of himself well without torturing me anymore.
"At your expense? Rosalie, listen to me. Elle could be wrong in her vision, or she could be—"
"You know I've never been wrong about the future. All my visions are precise and accurate," Elle cut in. The two beautiful women walked towards us; they really looked like famous brand models with the clothes they were wearing now.
Elle and Susan, are they coming to get Jasper? Separating myself from him, well. Actually, I probably wouldn't mind; this feeling hasn't grown up yet. However, even then, I would still look pathetic. Because of this, I hate love.
It looked like Jasper would disappear from my sight forever, I thought.
"No, Rosalie. He won't disappear like you imagined," Susan said.
I was a little surprised. How exactly could Susan hear all my thoughts? Gosh, does she have the power to read other people's minds? That's really horrible. "I won't say it in my mind again," I retorted.
Elle glanced at me, like she was trying to analyze something about me. Elle was really beautiful, visually like a porcelain statue with her captivating blue eyes. Gosh, can I fall in love with her? But it's impossible, isn't it? I'm just amazed by her beauty.
"I saw him. Mark, he saw you in front of her house," Elle said as she looked at Jasper seriously.
"Mark? He's still trying to observe me after making me suffer for centuries." Jasper was upset.
Suffered for centuries? What does that mean? What is it that I don't know? It seems like I really don't belong. Crowding among vampires—can this be called normal?
"Jasper, it would be better if ... Rosalie. I don't know anything for now because she might get hurt," Susan said.
Damn, what ordeal did I just put myself through? I thought.
***
"Hey, Rosalie. Where's your playboy boyfriend?" I asked Mary as she put her arm around me.
While I just exhaled my breath roughly and shook my head, yesterday afternoon Jasper and his family decided to leave me alone on the campus grounds. Today, I didn't see him at all. Even when it was time to go home, he didn't show up. Is the problem really that big?
"I don't know; I don't think I'll be doing Mr. Paul's assignment today, Mary. I need to rest; I have a bit of a headache," I said as I waved my hand at her in farewell.
"Well, if anything bothers you, just let me know!" shouted Mary. I just chuckled as I raised my thumbs up, indicating my agreement.
Before going home, I bought some ingredients from the convenience store to cook at home. Just thinking about it made my stomach hungry, after which I went back along the same road when I first saw Jasper hunting.
It got me thinking: all this time, I've been in love with a bloodthirsty killer. Will I be cursed by God for loving creatures like them? While I was thinking about other crazy things, I felt the same piercing gaze again when I was cuddling with Jasper.
As I tried to find where the star came from, at the end of the street, right under the same lamp where I saw Jasper that time, I saw a tall man with his fiery red eyes staring at me. In addition to his gaze, the smile he gave me also seemed creepy. I wanted to run because I thought he might want to rob me. So, I slowly walked in the opposite direction, but unfortunately, the man was directly in front of me and strangled my neck with one hand.
S-s*it, he's a Vampire! U-ugh, I can't breathe, I thought. I tried to let go before he strangled me more, but somehow his hand was like a statue. It's so strong that I can't even move it at all.
"Jasper should learn from his mistakes. Isn't that right, Rosalie? Gosh, this name seems very familiar to Jasper. It's a pity that he just realized that you are her reincarnation," he said.
"S-s*it, let me go!!!"
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