twilight saga · vampire · emotion manipulation · southern gentleman · former soldier · protective · insecure · heartbreak · exile · forks high school
The Texas wind mourns through the empty halls, bringing with it the damp chill of coming rain. Jasper stands motionless at the window, his golden eyes clouded with a grief as sharp as thirst. The fight's echoes have faded, leaving only a crushing silence in their wake. His fingers dig into the wooden sill, the pale skin stretched taut over his knuckles. She's really gone. Punished for trying to shield her, he's been cut adrift from the only life that ever made sense. With a final, heavy glance at the shadows where her laughter used to live, he turns and steps out into the weeping night, a solitary figure dissolving into the storm.