Jasper plopped onto the bed as he had been driving all night. He was tired. Tired of thinking about everything. It was hard to describe how he felt about Alice now. He loved her always. No matter what, but then he thought to himself. There was this. This would definitely fall into the no matter what category. He stared at the ceiling. He tried to remember the last time he stayed in a hotel like this. Not quite disgusting enough to ignore and keep driving, but clearly the best of the truck driver hot spots on this long desolate route to California. He stopped his once over of the dingy smoke infested Doritos encrusted shag carpeted room and floor. He thought about Bella. He thought about that first night in the garden when Edward had brought her to visit their family. Even then before he knew her as well as he did he also knew he was falling for her. Alice of all people saw this coming. She considered it no threat though. As she and Jasper were closer than any of their married siblings. She was confident that no matter what Jasper would never leave her. Jasper had grown tired of Alice's over confidence. She was the sweetest girl in the world. With a heart the size of a horse, but the over confidence in every little thing was wearing away at their relationship slowly over the last year. It started over a period of time, but gradually built up an emotional wall between them. They fought about things that never mattered before. They argued about the way Jaspers face saturated Bella's body head to toe every time he saw her. Jasper thought coming to California would..Could possibly help him figure out and let go of the love he felt for Bella. Especially now that he was her brother in law. There was no amount of awkward that could describe how he felt now.
Alice loved Bella. She of all people could never tell her this personal problem that coincidentally involved her best friend, favorite sister in law, and her own husband's strange and unfathomable obsession with her. It was no longer the initial thirst for her blood that was in a stark contrast to Edwards. A pale comparison to the love and perfect devotion that entangled Edwards's feelings for Bella like a web surrounds prey, but an emotional cocoon instead of a web of lies. Alice thought. Alice was experiencing the web of lies her husband had been feeding her. She thought she had been encased by her husband's web of love. Jasper had told her. Finally a week before the wedding that he loved Isabella. This crushed Alice, but confirmed what she already knew in her heart. Alice looked up from her vanity, drying her eyes. The sun was finally starting to come up. She glanced at her watch on the silver Victorian catch all she kept between her sink, and jaspers sink. In 15 minutes she would have to be packed, ready and have to explain her husband's absence of their family trip. She talked herself into thinking that she could still go this weekend and everything would be fine. There was a knock at the door and Esme came in with a fiery mother hen kind of storm. Alice. She said with an extremely worried and motherly look. She found Alice wrapped in her sheet a mess of tears in front of her sink where she had been for the last 15 minutes. What's wrong honey? Esme put her arms around Alice and guided her to walk over to Alice's bed and sit. Alice was quiet. And somehow Esme knew what she was going to say before she even opened her mouth. Where is Jasper Esme asked suspiciously? I thought the two of you were sleeping late b/c of last night. Esme saw no sign of Jasper anywhere and all of a sudden knew the things that Alice had been going through with him over the last few months had come to a full halt. Honey..Tell me everything.