Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

Perfect For Me

By Mama4Dukes

Chapter 15:

The Whitlock Mansion…

Jasper entered his parents’ mansion through the servants’ entrance. He wasn’t about to deal with the throngs of people waiting to enter, nor wait to valet his truck. He kissed Bella on the lips to reassure her before taking her hand and leading her through the back.

“Welcome, Master Jasper, the guests are just arriving,” Marcus informed him with a smile. “I believe your mother wished you to enter through the front entrance so you could be announced.”

“Yes, well, my mother wants a lot of things. I’ll see you later.” He put his arm around Bella. “Come on, I’ll show you around my parents’ house.”

“Jasper, I’ve never been in a house with a servant’s entrance.”

“We have a servant’s entrance at our house.”

“We do not!”

“We do. You know the door which leads outside from the brewing room?”

“Yeah.”

“It used to be the servant’s entrance before the guys and I decided to turn the place into our personal beer factory.”

“I love it! You turned the servant’s entrance into a veritable speakeasy!”

He took Bella around the private quarters, and eventually ended at his childhood bedroom. “Do you know I have my own room at both of my grandparents’ homes and here as well? My parents used to hand me off to them so much that I almost felt like their homes were more mine than this one.”

“That’s sad, Jasper. Why do you suppose your parents passed you around so much?”

“I don’t think my mother was built for child rearing. Does that make sense?”

“Of course it does, my mom openly admits she would have been a terrible mother if she had me full time. It’s why she gave custody of me to Daddy. She knew he had more of a support system in Forks. And once Daddy and Sue Mom got married, I had two sets of parents anyway. I had an entire support system in Forks and La Push so I never, ever felt neglected.”

Jasper took a look around this room. It felt so cold and uninviting. His mother had forbidden him from putting posters up on the wall because they made the room look cheap. By contrast, both sets of his grandparents allowed him to have free reign with his room in their houses. When he was a kid, he kept all of his games and toys at their homes.

They opened the double doors and stepped out onto the balcony where they could see the guests filtering into the garden. There was an enormous, golden fountain, which was lit up with multicolored lights. Jasper shook his head at the extravagance

Bella turned to him with a worried expression, “What has brought you down all of a sudden?”

“Oh, I was over-thinking about what we just discussed.” He took a deep breath and shook his head. “I realized you were the one with the more privileged upbringing. All of these things don’t matter without guidance and love. Even your mother, Bella, loved you enough to trust your father with you.”

“It’s true.”

“Meanwhile, my parents had me, but for what reason? I’m the heir they produced. They had barely anything to do with raising me. They left it up to nannies, tutors, and my grandparents. It’s not like my mother didn’t have any time either; but she was so busy shopping, getting her hair done, supporting her causes, and being a socialite that she forgot to be a mother.” He wrapped his arms around Bella. “I don’t want us to be like them… ever.”

Bella stood on her toes, lifted her chin, and kissed him. “I highly doubt you’ll become like them because you’re aware of their mistakes. Besides, you have your crazy, but wonderful and loving pack of friends by your side now. Come on, Jasper, how many guys are crazy enough to come over to help install a new roof for you?”

“You have a point.” He grinned. “Should we make an appearance at the ball now?”

“Probably.” Bella grimaced. “Now might be a good time to tell you.”

“Tell me what?”

“I sort of told Paul we’d help him build a deck next weekend.”

“A what? Bella, I’ve never built a deck before!”

“Neither have I, but they should be easy peasy. We probably just slap a couple of pieces of pressurized wood together and hammer them all together, add a couple of rails, and boom – we’re done.”

“Sounds easy.”

“Yeah.” She nodded and smiled mischievously as she crossed her fingers behind her back.