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At the Deep End – Chapter 33

JPOV

 

Esme had gone all out for Thanksgiving dinner, it seemed. Yesterday when I saw all the pies, I thought it’d been a bit much. Everybody helped to set the table – they had to, there was so much food. Once everything was set, I couldn’t help but stare at the heavily laden table. There was a huge turkey, a honey-glazed ham, two different kinds of potatoes, yams, two types of green bean casseroles, gravy, corn, two kinds of cranberry sauce, both plain and flavored butter, fresh rolls, a pitcher of ice-water, and several bottles of white wine.

 

Edward chuckled, kissing my cheek. “You all right, Jazz?” he asked, amused.

 

“Right now, yeah… ask me again after we’ve eaten, though… so much food,” I said softly.

 

Esme, who overheard as she walked past me, grinned and patted my arm. “Trust me, Jasper, I won’t be cooking again for about a week. Carlisle’s a wiz with leftovers,” she said, causing everyone to laugh.

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At the Deep End – Chapter 32

EPOV

 

“Honey, could you hand me that pie plate over there, please?” Mom asked as she finished rolling out the dough for what would be her pecan pie. Putting down the knife and the apple I’d been peeling, I reached for the dish I knew she wanted and handed it to her. Mom had a system for this, after all – one I knew quite well.

“Thanks, sweetie,” she said with a smile.

 

We worked in silence for a while as she put the pie together and popped it in the oven, and I continued to peel the apples. It was both familiar and odd to be standing in my mother’s kitchen the evening before Thanksgiving. Familiar, because I’d done it every year for as long as I could remember, and odd because it was just the two of us. Dad was at the store doing some last minute shopping for dinner tomorrow, and Jasper was having dinner with his mom and Rosalie.

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At the Deep End – Chapter 31

JPOV

 

Sitting on the couch, I idly strummed my guitar as I let my mind wander. I was supposed to be getting ready to head to dinner at Esme and Carlisle’s place, but my thoughts kept whirling as they’d  been wont to do of late. Not surprising, really. The two weeks or so after Momma’s visit had been kind of surreal. I’d tried to concentrate on my class work, but wasn’t as successful as I’d have liked. Edward and I spent a lot of time talking about what had happened – both between ourselves, with his parents, and with Carmen.

 

And Rose, of course. She was shocked when I’d called her after Momma had left to tell her what had happened. She couldn’t believe Momma had risked Daddy’s wrath by meeting with me – with us. She’d been thrilled, though, that Momma had done it, happy to know that she at least wanted her son in her life. That Momma loved and accepted me – and Edward.

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At the Deep End – Chapter 30

EPOV

 

I’d never been more glad than I was today for the arrangements my dad had made so we could see Carmen. This past weekend had been very hard on Jasper, after his mom had stopped by to see the game last Saturday, only to make a quick exit.

 

Rose had ended up telling him a few things that he apparently hadn’t been aware of himself, and it had weighed heavily on his mind for the rest of the weekend. He’d been very quiet all of yesterday, and had sat for hours with his guitar in hand, mindlessly strumming it. It made me wonder if the guitar itself held any significance to him, or whether that was how he worked through things.

 

When he wasn’t sitting with his guitar, he’d snuggled with me on the couch, the TV on low for background noise, though neither of us had paid it any real attention.

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At the Deep End – Chapter 29

JPOV

 

“Hey, babe, would you grab the towels? They should be done by now. I’ve got everything else,” I called out, double-checking my bag to make sure I really did have everything I’d need. Today would be the first time I’d be able to play again.

 

It had been three weeks since the team had played a game, and though I’d started training again two weeks ago, I felt anxious. I didn’t know our opponents very well, and I didn’t feel I was quite back to my old self yet, so I was a little worried.

Worried, but determined.

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At the Deep End, Chapter 28

EPOV

 

“Come on, Felix! Go! Go! Go!”

 

“To Edward, to Edward! Yes!”

 

Loud cheers and thundering applause met my ears as I scored a goal, tying the score right at the whistle for half-time. I’d been vaguely aware of the guys on the side of the pool cheering us on, but it wasn’t something I focused on. For one, it was hard to hear over the water and the things that were going on around me. And for another, I could not afford to lose focus on what I was supposed to be doing.

 

I allowed myself a moment, though, as each team went to their respective side, to check who was there. Jasper and Bella were standing side-by-side in the front row, only slightly removed from the rest of the team because they weren’t able to play. They were both fully clothed, so sitting too close would’ve meant getting wet. I grinned at them.

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At the Deep End – Chapter 27

JPOV

I groaned as the alarm went off. I had no desire to get up — or for Edward to leave. Not after we’d finally come to an understanding last night. Hearing him talk to Emmett, how he feared that our loving each other might not be enough…it had scared me. I’d still been angry about what had taken place in the pool, in front of our teammates, no less, but to hear Edward’s fears spoken out loud like that was like being dunked in ice water.

I hadn’t known what to do, how to process everything I was feeling, so I’d clung to the anger. It seemed silly now — stupid, even. Then when we got home, I’d run for cover – equal parts pissed at myself, at Edward, and at everything that had happened.

And then Edward had started to play the piano. His music had drawn me out, because I could hear all of his frustrations in it — all of his fears. Fears that so closely mirrored my own. They tore at my heart, forcing me to try to reach out to him. I needed him so much. Continue reading

At the Deep End – Chapter 26

EPOV
“Damn it…come on; change!” I yelled at the light that had turned red moments before I got to it. I was already running late thanks to work. Just as I’d feared, I hadn’t been able to get out in time to go to class – and as it stood now, I wasn’t going to be able to get there for training to start.
At least Bella was able to cover class for me. And Emmett’ll start the session if I don’t make it on time.
I ran my fingers through my hair in frustration. I really could do with a good work out after today. Hell, after the last couple of days – work some of the stress out.
Thankfully, the light changed, and I drove a little faster than I probably should have to the club. Luck seemed to be on my side as I found a place to park near the entrance. Grabbing my bag, I ran inside, showered, changed, and walked into the swimming hall. Bella came up to me with a worried expression.

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At the Deep End – Chapter 25

JPOV
I stared at the phone in my hands, wondering once again if I should try and call Momma or not. Edward had left for work an hour ago, after I assured him that I would be alright on my own. With a sigh, I tilted my head back against the couch, looking up at the ceiling as my mind wandered to the conversation Esme and I had the day before. I hadn’t been certain about having her in the house all day, but in the end I had been very grateful for her presence.
She hadn’t pushed me – too much anyway – and eventually we had sat down and talked about what had happened. I’d told her everything – from talking to Momma and asking if we could all get together with the intent to come out to them, to the week spent with Edward and how it had made me feel to be more open when we were out in public, to Bella’s party and then going to the club afterward.

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At the Deep End – Chapter 24

EPOV

 

“I’m fine, Edward!”

 

I pinched the bridge of my nose as Jasper threw his hands up in the air in exasperation – or rather, he tried and flinched, hugging his torso as his ribs protested. Rosalie and Emmett had stopped by earlier to check up on us. They’d left after we’d sat down and eaten lunch. Jasper had been putting on a brave face for all of us, claiming he felt fine and was going to be okay. He flat out refused to talk about their parents, though Rosalie had tried to coax him into a conversation about them.

 

He hadn’t let me help him get dressed, either, insisting on taking care of himself. That I could understand, in part at least. Because every time I saw his injuries, it felt like I had failed him somehow, and I knew I didn’t hide those feelings very well. His bruises were darker, angrier; he was stiff and sore even if he claimed the contrary – it was obvious in the way he moved his body. He was being stubborn in trying to show me that he was fine and could manage, that he was stronger than I thought he was. I guess he didn’t realize that I felt he was the strongest man I’d ever met.  

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