Enchanted By You Alone (A Jasper Hale Love Story)

Seattle. Not the place to be caught walking around by yourself. Especially at night. You could disappear from the world and never be found.
But sometimes you just cant help walking by yourself in the night in Seattle.
I walked on the illuminated sidewalk towards the fishing docks. It was the shortest way home.
The docks were empty and quiet. Except for the water gently lapping against the dock it was silent.
I rounded the corner to near some steps. Laying on the middle of the sidewalk was a man.
He lay there unmoving, and for a moment I thought he might be dead. But then he gasped and as I neared closer I could see his chest rising and falling rapidly. His fists were clenched and his eyes shut tight in pain.
"Oh my God." I whispered and knelt down beside him.
I looked up and down the sidewalk. No one. Who ever had attacked him was long gone by now.
My house was just up those stairs and to the right. If I could just get him there. I thought.
"My name is Crystal. I am gonna help you." I said to him.
I grabbed his arm and pulled him to his feet. He yelled in agony.
We slowly got up the stairs and worked our way to my house. He stumbled and I tried not to fall flat on my face.
I opened the front door to my house and turned on the light, then kicked the door shut.
I walked him over to the couch and laid him down as gently as I could. He laid there trying not to move. Almost as if every movement would result in pain.
I looked at him, then went to the kitchen and retrieved a warm wet towel and a bowl of warm water.
I sat down next to him and saw that his eye was painfully swollen and his face was bloody.
I gently wiped away the crimson blood away.
"What's your name?" I asked softly.
It was a long moment before he answered.
"Jasper." he said through his teeth.
I unbuttoned his shirt to see a bite mark on the base of his neck.
"Who did this to you?" I asked alarmed.
He didn't answer, but kept his mouth and eyes shut tightly.

I heard Jasper's rapid breathing suddenly stop. I opened my eyes looking at him.
He lay there very still, his face a deathly pale.
I got up out of the chair and felt for a pulse. Nothing.
"Jasper?" I asked alarmed.
I shook him gently.
"Jasper!"
His eyes shot open, his wounds completely healed, not one trace of them.
His irises were blood red and he looked at me. He inhaled deeply through his nose then looked at my hands that lay on his chest.
I pulled my hands away, but as fast as lightining he grabbed one of them and pulled it towards his mouth. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply again.
He licked his lips.
Then he looked at me with those crimson eyes and the hunger disappeared and was replaced by something I couldn't read.
He stared at me for a long moment, then in a flash he was gone.
I stared out the open front door, not the least bit scared, only confusion troubling my mind.