WARNING! this is NOT an Edward and Bella story! I am team Edward but his character didn't fit the part. so if you are going to just flame this story don't read!
disclaimer: i do not own twilight. i only own the plot and Jesse!
I was beginning to wonder when the universe would finally think I have had enough bad luck. My mother is dead and it is my fault. If I would have made her come with me to the book store she would still be alive. Those guys who broke in wouldn't have killed her if she wasn't there. Why did I have to ruin everything I touch? I knew them too. They went to my school. How could they kill my mother? Did they do it to torment me like they did at school? Was having only one friend not enough? They had to make me miserable.
I saw them at the trial. Victoria and Lauren looked at me like they didn't care about what they did. They didn't look like they regreted in at all. They were found guilty of home invasion, home robbery, and manslaughter. They got twenty years in prison.
So here I am pack everything I am to go live in Japan with Phil. Charlie didn't have enough money to support me, so Phil is going to have custody of me. He is into computer programing and got a good job offer from Japan. That leaves me to more away from everything I know and love. Shauna won't be able to see me and talk to me like she does currently. I'm going to miss her so much. Phil promised to fly her over for my birthday in a month and a half though.
-THE NEXT DAY-
The plane ride wasn't too bad. Just long. I hate unpacking. Though I am happy Phil sent most of our things a head of time so everything is here just waiting to be unpacked. Phil went to meet his new boss, while I stayed at the house and unpacked. I put was going to find somewhere to put everything except Phil's clothes and things he wanted in his room.
The unpacking of everything took most of the day. Well, I hadn't gotten to my bedroom yet but I want the house to look presentable in case we get any guests any tme soon. The box with pictures of mom was the hardest to do. I put pictures of her everywhere. I want to remember her exactly the way she was in these pictures. Happy and full of life. I resisted the urge to cry. I won out of my tears this time.
I finally got the downstairs unpacked. It took me about 5 hours not counting breaking and food. It was getting close to dinner time and Phil should back soon. We didn't bring much in the food department so I thought I would go to the market to get something to eat. Or at least something that I can make into food.
I locked up the house with my money in my pocket. The market wasn't very far away. Only about a mile. It was about 4 o'clock and I knew the Phil got off at 5:30 so I wanted to have dinner ready for him when he got back after a long day at work.
I got to the market in no time. I just picked up some chicken and rice to make. Now it was starting to get dark I'm hoping to get back to the house before it gets dark. I don't think I'd be able to find a new house that I just moved into in the dark. I barely knew what it looked like.
I could see my house about a quarter mile up the road when I sensed someone following me. I started to pick up my pace. They ran and cut me off and were surrounding me. There were 3 of them. They all looked very simular like brothers. All with short black hair and brown eyes. They were not very tall about 5'10'' give or take. They also all had swords tied on their waists. They stared down at me with maddness in their eyes.
I knew they were going to hurt me, but I couldn't bring myself to care. I didn't really have anybody. Phil was more like the uncle that was never there than my step-father. Charlie doesn't know me very well. The only person I feel bad leaving behind is Shauna. She other than my mother are the only people that ever cared about me.
They looked at me strangely. I think they realized I wasn't afraid.
"Bella, why are you not afraid?" the one in front of me asked. Well they were spying on me. Just great.
"I have basically nothing. I don't really care to be honest with you." I replied. I don't think they were prepared for that. They just looked at each other, then back at me.
"Well, we are still going to torture you to death just like we were planning all day. Though you are the first that doesn't have fear written all over your face." he replied back sadistically.
To be honest, I was afraid. I just wouldn't let them see it. I know these types of people. They thrive from fear and pain. The pain I will not be able to hide but the fear I can shut off until they decided to kill me.
The one in front of me started to draw his sword. Out of nowhere, behind him I saw a young guy jump at him sword drawn. The guy that jumped attacked the one in front of me before anyone saw him and cut down his back. He arched his back in pain while screaming. He passed out shortly after. The other 2 guys left me and started to attack this other guy. The other guy was really good he beat them quite easily. He only he a scrach aross his left cheek.
When he was finished he call the police to let them know what happened and where to find these guys. That was the first time a really looked at him. He was almost as pale as me with bright and dark blue eyes, and black hair. He was gorgous despite the blood dripping down his cheek.
Oh shit, blood! Then the scent hit my nose.
After he hung up the phone he started walking over to me. He was swaying. Then I realized that I was swaying on my feet. I think he realized that I was going to pass out because he run the rest of the way to catch me.
I was only out for a couple minutes I think becuase it isn't dark out yet. Though it was darker than I remembered it to be. I looked around and I was laying against a fence, and that guy was sitting next to me holding his sword. Well, staring at it really. I was really uncomfortable and tried to sit up more. Then he looked over at me feeling my movement. His cheek, neck and shirt had mostly dried blood on it still so it wasn't that bad.
"Are you ok? I was going to take you home but then I realized that I didn't know where you lived to I just carried you to a near by fence. I didn't think you would want to wake up looking at all that." he said gently.
At first I was struck by his voice. He didn't have a very stong accent. I could tell he was Japanese or at least part Japanese, yet he didn't sound like they did. His voice was deeper. Not like bass deep but still deep for the guys here. Many of them were tenors.
"I'm okay now. Thank you. I really didn't want to have a bruise." I thanked him.
"So why'd you faint?" he asked.
"I smelled the blood. And a lot of it." I stated.
"You actually smell blood too? I don't think I've ever met someone else who does. It just doesn't make me faint." he teased.
"May I ask you something?" he asked.
"What were you thinking before I came? You didn't look afriad that there were three guys around that were going to kill you." he asked.
"I just didn't care. Yes, I knew they were going to torture me to death but if I had shown my fear I know it would have taken them longer to kill me." I said as I tried to stand. I was sucessful.
He was in shock. I don't think he knew how to resond to that.
"Do you want to come back to my house and clean up that cut. I'm sure Phil has a shirt you could wear." I offered. It was the least I could do. He had saved my life after all.
He nodded and stood up. I picked up my bags and started leading the way.
"So, who's Phil?" He asked.
"My step-father." I replied. It was silent the rest of the way.
We had arrived to the house so I unlocked it and lead the way to the kitchen. I put the bags on the counter and went to get the first-aid kit and a dark wash cloth. I wet the cloth in the sink and walked over to him and started to wipe the blood off his face and neck. I avoided his cut though, I have to put peroxide on it to disinfect it. When I got all the blood off I grabbed a cotton ball and put peroxide on it. He winced a little but didn't say a word about it. That cleaned off the blood that wasn't in the cut and I gabbed a clean cotton ball and wet it a little cleaned off anything I missed.
"Thanks. You are really good at that." he thanked me.
"I'm a klutz. I get cuts and scrapes all the time. I guess I got used to it." I shrugged it off.
"I'm sorry to intrude but why didn't you care if they are were going to kill you?" he asked. My resonse seems to have really bothered him.
"I don't really have much to live for. Im not suicidial or anything but I don't really have anything to loose. My mother is dead. I'm not really close to my father. I only have a best friend back in Phenix and I would feel bad for leaving her but didn't I already do that?" I said trying not to cry. I looked away so if a few tears escaped he wouldn't see them.
"Woah. I didn't really expect that. I'm sorry to intrude. I'll just go." he said as he stood up to leave. I think he thought that he upset me. I grabbed his wrist.
"No. Wait. Don't go. I don't want to be alone right now." I pleaded in a whisper.
He looked at me and sat back down. I realized I still had a hold of his wrist. I hand felt weird. It was tingling and it was starting to move up my arm. I let go of his wrist and it subsided rather quickly. Could he have really done that to me?
"I'm sorry I upset you." he apologized.
"You didn't. It's just that it's really fresh. My mom died a month ago." I explained. I heard him gasp.
"I'm sorry." he sounded truely sorry too.
"I just realized that I don't know your name. I'm Bella." I said as I stuck my hand out for him to shake.
"I'm Jesse. I'm glad I met though I wish it would have been under different circumstances." he smiled as he said this.
As soon as his hand touched mine, it started tingling again. I think he felt it too because he looked at our hands, then at me. I let go of his hand. I cleared me throat.
"Well I have to make dinner now before Phil gets back. You can stay if you like. It's the least I can do to thank you." I offered, though I really didn't want to move. Wait why didn't I want to move? I didn't know anything about Jesse aside from his name.
"As much as I would like to, I need to be home for dinner." he said unwillingly, I thought.
"Well, ok." I said. It sounded like I was as unwilling to let him leave as he was.
"Do you mind if I come by tomorrow?" he asked timidly. Is he blushing?
I smiled. "Sure."
He smiled to. A dazzling smile that stunned me for a second. He had perfect white, straight teeth surounded by full lips. I shook it off after a moment and walked him to the door.
"Bye. I'll see you tomorrow." Jesse said with a smile.
"Yes, I'll see you tomorrow. Bye." I smiled back.
there it is. the first chapter. i know not all of you will like and to make this clear. I AM AN EDWARD AND BELLA FAN! i just wanted to try something new. if you don't like it don't read it!
please review for my birthday! which is today! and i would appricate it if nobody flamed me today. i can deal with later if you really feel the need to. but please not today! thank you!