Ivy POV

"Are you sure about this?" He asks looking into my eyes as I nodded pulling him closer to me. His lips met mine in a second as his hands travel my body and as they grip tightly on my hips pushing me to the bed and being on top of me in a second kissing me again his name leaving my lips when he pulled away to suck on my neck.

"Jasper~" And just like that I'm up to find him staring at me from across the room.

"Jasper?" I whisper confused not looking away as he gets closer, I was dreaming before, that much is painfully obvious but I can't tell if I'm still dreaming or not.

"What were you dreaming about?" He asks and I swallow while looking at him.

"What are you doing here?" I ask as he smiled a little stopping just at the foot of my bed.

"I just wanted to see you." He answers.

"So you broke into my house in the middle of the night to watch me sleep?" I ask raising a brow at him and he nods slowly.

"I can't sleep anymore so yes. Watching you sleep calms me actually." He answers as I look at him strangely again.

"It calms you?" I ask sitting up as he nods again.

"Yes. It helps me get used to you, used to your scent, helps me not want to kill you all the time." He says making me nod slowly.

"How long have you been doing that?" I ask and he gets just close enough to take a seat on the bed.

"Since the day we met." He answers making my eyes widen.

"You've been in my room at night since the day we met? And still you avoided me?" I ask and he nods.

"I didn't want to hurt you.. I still don't." He says as I lick my lips looking at his the dream not leaving my head and I see his eyes turn black and in a second his back was to the wall as he stared at me.

"What were you dreaming about?" He asks almost growling as he looks at me with dark eyes doing things to me.

"Nothing." I whisper making me growl.

"I can feel it you know? I can feel your want for me, your lust, and if you don't stop I'll have to go." He says and I look at him tilting my head.

"Feel it?" I ask staying where I am giving him space.

"Yes.. I can feel and manipulate other people's emotions." He says and I nod slowly.

"Then why haven't you used it on me?" I ask now curious as to why he hasn't changed my emotions to calmness or something else when this is clearly bothering him.

"Because I don't want to control you." And there it is, my interest and admiration for this vampire in front of me just grew a whole lot more.. along with my want.

"You can't just say that to me and expect me not to react to it." I say gripping the bed holding myself back from going to him.

"I still need sometime of being around you before I can stand close enough to even touch you." He says making me frown before I smirk a little.

"So does that mean you want to?" I ask and he looks away closing his eyes.

"There would be something very wrong with me if I didn't." He says making me raise a brow.

"What is that suppose to mean?" I ask not taking my eyes away from him as he opened his eyes.

"You're beautiful Eliana, and even though you know it and embrace it you're not as self-centered as you make people think you are. I know you're not as bitchy as you are to people you don't know.. so why are you?" He asks and I take in a long sigh.

"When I was little my mom abandoned me and my father because his business was almost in ruined, however the moment she left he started making a lot more money and it made sense. My mother was shallow and a gold digger. All she wanted from my father was money, and as I continued too grow up I figured out that most of my friends were only my friends because I was rich, so I started acting like a bitch to everyone, I started being mean and stuck up, specially to people who liked to pretend. That way I knew that those who stayed with me and confronted me or helped me even when I was mean to them were the ones I'd truly call friends and even family." I say looking down at the bed sheets.

"I had a boyfriend you know? We were together for two years, he liked that I was so mean and bitchy.. but he didn't like when I turned silent and 'nice' in a way when my father died. He didn't like that I stayed quiet when I just wanted people to shut the hell up saying they were 'sorry' for my loss but not a second later were telling me how my life was made, how I would never have to work for anything because all the money he owned was now mine, because that company was left in the hands of someone else but 20% of the profit that company makes is going to my bank account no matter what. I hated that people only saw that I was now the owner of all that money but they didn't understand that the money meant nothing to me. I had just lost the first man in my life, the first person that ever loved me the man who loved me even with my flaws and personality, the man who showed me everything I know, the one person always there when I needed him. I'd give up my life and all the money in the world if it meant I could have him here with me." I say gripping the sheets and wiping my tears.

"Sorry, I got a little carried away there." I say breathing a little still not looking at him.

"You really loved your father, I'm sorry you had to say goodbye to him that way." I hear Jasper say and just like that I broke, everything I've been holding back, everything I didn't want to show anyone, everything I didn't want to accept just purring out of me.

"I will never see him again Jasper, he won't walk me down the isle, he won't be in my graduation, he won't come to my room after a long day at work just to say he loves me and ask me how my day went no matter how exhausted he was, he won't kiss my forehead, he won't hug me, he won't tell me to be careful and take care every morning when I went to school, he's not here right now telling me that everything will be ok. I will never see him again all because someone decided they couldn't call someone to pick them up because they were so drunk they could barely walk and still decided to get into a car and drive themselves back home. I lost my father over night because someone decided that driving while drunk was ok.. I didn't even get the chance to say goodbye. The last words I said to him were 'I love you too dad.' I just want to go back in time and hug him tightly, I want to tell him not to go to work and to stay with me but I can't." I whisper with tears pouring out of my eyes and my hands around myself.