266AN: This is kiddies, enjoy! The final Chapter of Made of Stone
The End
I stared at the matches for what seemed like hours. Time didn't matter nothing mattered without my mate. Mate. A word I used to hate, but she was exactly that. She was my mate in every sense of the word but the one that matters. Forever. She wasn't mine forever. Nevermore.
I knew I'd never join her in the hereafter or Heaven or whatever you want to call it. I was destined for one place after all the lives I've taken. The demon I chose to be.
I didn't care. I couldn't live in a world that didn't have my Bella in it. I waited and watched. Her heart gave out and then there was nothing. I was nothing, she was nothing.
Nothing.
I feel nothing. Not sad, not hurt. Just nothing, numb. I've never felt so… blank. How could this have happened? I wanted to kill the world but I wasn't angry. I was nothing. My killing the world wouldn't bring her back, wouldn't give me anything. Wouldn't make me feel any better. I stared at her lifeless body. She was nothing. A shell.
The change was noticeable. Her skin was whiter and smoother looking, she became slightly more toned and firmer. Maybe she was a little curvier. Her hair looked healthy and strong. She would love her hair, I'm sure. She was perfect. She always was though.
The silence in the room was deafening.
At fifty-two hours and seventeen minutes into her change, Bella was no more. Her heart stopped. I couldn't believe it. The bed covered in blood just added to a beautiful but macabre scene. If this was a painting, I'd buy it. Bloody Angel, they'd call it. The fact that it's my life. I'll die because of it. I am nothing without her.
I twirled the matches in my fingers. A match book I picked up at a hotel during our drive here. I took it for no other reason than a small memento of our last trip with Bella as a human. Our trip that was going to begin our forever.
It quickly became my one-way trip to Hell. I unknowingly took the one thing, that will end everything.
My body would become ash. The cosmos cleaning up after itself, to make sure that humans don't know about vampires. I wasn't sure what would happen to Bella's body. Would she burn like a vampire? A human? Some sort of hybrid mess? I didn't want to think about it but I wanted us to be together.
I didn't need to make phone calls. Peter would eventually come looking if nothing else and figure it out. Alice could possibly see, now that Bella is gone. Charlie already said good-bye and he wouldn't want to know about this. He certainly wouldn't want to hear it from me. His anger will be justified. The dogs won't need revenge, I'll already be dead. It'll be as if we never existed. And we won't. We are nothing.
I should be crying. I should be bawling. I should be…
I wasn't. Maybe I was in shock. Maybe, I felt this is what I deserved. I killed her. I moved to sit on the bed with my beloved. This wouldn't be quick or easy, but it would be final. She already burned. She wouldn't feel this. I would only feel everything I deserved.
I laid my head on her dry bloodied shoulder and knew that smell would haunt my forever. Hell can only be a place where I have everything but her.
"I love you," I whispered into the cosmos. Hoping she'd hear my final goodbye as soft as it was.
If I didn't do this now, I wouldn't be able to. I rolled on my back, presenting the matches.
"I love you, too," a soft voice flittered through my ears.
Quickly I turned and pulled Bella to a sitting position. Her deep burgundy eyes looking at me speculatively and then the matches that had fallen between us.
"Bella?" I nearly yelled hugging her tighter than I ever had before. Her breath wooshed by my ear but I didn't care. She wasn't dead!
"You're… you… Alive… Dead…!" I bumbled through my words as I began to cry.
I felt her arms come around me and hold me so tightly it hurt.
"I'm fine," she whispered gently in my ear.
I pulled back and looked her over. "Fine?" She looked like something from a horror movie.
I jumped up running around the room looking for something. I needed to do something. But all I could say was, "Oh God! You! You're not fine! Oh God! Oh God! You died!"
She giggled at me. Fucking giggled!
"Bella!" I growled at her.
"Jasper, calm down. I'm here. I'm fine. I was supposed to die. That was the point. Did you let your imagination get the better of you again?" Her eyes narrowed as she moved to stand from the bed.
I glared at her. "My imagination," I growled, "did nothing of the sort." Despite my anger at my confusion and my near death. Oh, Oh, I almost killed myself!
I turned my back on her trying to control my anger. Breathing heavily. I was angry, shocked, hurt, sad, so much. I don't know. It wasn't her fault. But I wanted to blame her. I wanted someone to be angry at. I was aware of that much.
I took a deep breath as her hand landed on my shoulder and pulled me around. "What's going on?"
I pulled her into a hug. "I lost you. You died. Your heart, it stopped. I was going to die. I couldn't be without you."
"Jasper, please. I don't understand. Did something happen?"
She tried to clear her throat and I realized I was ignoring the fact that she was covered in human blood and had yet to feed.
"Oh, we need to get you fed. Then I'll explain."
"Something smells really good. Is that me?" Bella brought her blood covered arm to her nose. It was brown and dry but still smelled wonderful. Her pink tongue poked out at the crust on her arm and I wrinkled my nose.
"Yes, that's you. Let's go." I pulled her not worried about hurting her.
We walked at our speed to the stream and I told her to hop in and wash the blood off. She was distracted by everything around her but she complied.
The water ran red around her and my memory inserted the worst moment in my life. A little more than two days ago where she was bleeding out and I was thrown across the room. I wonder if she remembers? She didn't mention all the blood, question it. Didn't even act that uncontrolled around it. Just licked it. I wrinkled my nose at thought but was quickly distracted as my very beautiful, wet mate emerged from the stream looking like a goddess.
The sun made itself known and she shimmered brightly. Her wet white t-shirt left little to the imagination and she was obviously not wearing a bra. She was wearing jeans which clung to her body and her feet were bare. She wasn't even aware of how beautiful she looked.
This was her first time seeing me in the sun with her new eyes and I could tell she was mesmerized. But I began to worry about her reaction to my scars. I know they never bothered her, nevertheless as a vampire they were so much more. Her eyes continued to roam my body mostly staying on my face. I tried to smile, it was a nervous smile, as she approached what she would say?
She finally smiled back and I relaxed a little.
"I love you," she whispered as she put her hand on my cheek. Holding it there with my own I repeated the sentiment.
"Your scars still don't bother me. Show me?" she asked moving her hands to lift my shirt.
I started to stop her and she glared at me, so I allowed it. Raising my arms overhead she yanked the shirt up with force she didn't know she had. Yet it managed to only rip a little around the collar as it came over my head.
She stepped back to look at me. I let her look. I kept my nerves to myself and I tried to smile, though I'm not sure I was successful. She was my mate. I was 100% sure of that. But I was not sure if she would find me frightening, as a normal newborn would.
Her fingers traced every scar she could see with gentle warm touches. "They're so much… more. They're beautiful." She smiled up at me. It was the most beautiful smile ever.
I returned her smile and exhaled a breath I hadn't known I was holding. "Let's get you fed and then I'm going to show you the joys of being a vampire." I gave her sweet little body a once over.
She looked down and saw what I was looking at. "Oh!" she giggled. "Well, they're all yours, Jasper." She grabbed both my hands and put them on her breasts.
"Mmmm, Bella. You need to eat," I said, as I continued to fondle her breasts.
They may be just a tad bit bigger. They were perfect before but they are beyond perfect now and this still with her t-shirt on. I continued to squeeze and caress them, pulling gently at her nipples. I leaned in an wrapped my arms around her, giving her, her first real kiss. Our forever started now.
Epilogue
Years had passed since Bella's change. Word had come from Carlisle that he accepted the position as the third king with the Volturi. We weren't as shocked as some; he had always had a good relationship with Aro. Caius was reportedly indifferent to the ascension.
Marcus had proved himself unstable when he returned to Volterra from our home. Chelsea's bonds had quit working the further he traveled from her. He returned with Carmen saying that she needed to tell them what we had done to him.
She explained the situation and begged to be released, to be allowed to return to her mate. Aro granted this request which angered Marcus more. He again attacked Aro. He became feral in his mannerisms they could not bring him back from his anger. After holding him for a couple of years they took pity on him and destroyed him.
We all silently prayed that he would meet his mate again in the afterlife and finally know peace.
I hugged my beautiful mate to me and watched the sunset behind the ocean. We had purchased our own island in the Caribbean and spent a great amount of time there.
Bella lost some of her human memories and we spent a lot of time going over her history. Being able to talk with her dad certainly helped. He still remained aloof, he was polite and cordial. He just didn't know what to say. Their conversations were short unless she asked a specific question about her childhood or something only he could answer.
Charlie continues to live with Rose and Emmett who have basically become his keepers per the agreement with the Volturi. The one thing that Marcus didn't lie about when he visited.
Bella's control is now wonderful. It took her about a year to get the hang of everything but that was normal. Her gift is so much easier for her to control and we learned the color of the bubble varies based on the emotions used to create it. Black is anger, clear is fear, and violet is love- just to name a few.
We know we'd be an unstoppable force if ever attacked, but there is no reason for an attack. I have no desire for world domination as I told Peter right after Aro's first and only visit. I just want a calm life with my calm wife.
"Come hunting with me?" Bella asked as she stood and pulled me up once the sun was down. Living on an island in the Caribbean did have it's drawbacks. Hunting was only possible at night because we had to go to a mainland for wildlife or into the sea. Bella actually loved tiger shark, it wasn't much to my taste but I didn't mind swimming the deep seas with her to find it. Sometimes we'd settle for manatee but we did our best to not impact any wildlife. Not being around humans much and having the ability too turn off blood lust meant we only ate about once a month if that.
We may be part of the undead and our bodies made of stone but my heart is filled with pure love for my beautiful mate.
We are happy on our island paradise, sharing love and life.
AN: This is where the story of Bella and Jasper ends for this saga. Saving Bella was a treasure that brought me into writing and Made of Stone was a bit more fun sequel. Since then, I've begun writing several other stories both fanfic and original. I haven't finished a thing yet. But this will always be one of my favorites. Thank you for reading through the whole thing. I'd love to hear comments, questions, and so on. I have nothing left to give to this story and there with not be a sequel of this story. I'm hoping to focus on my other unfinished works now.
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