A/N: Ok I know I shouldn't be doing this considering I have 2 other ongoing stories, but those I have slight writer's block. This idea has been killing me since like Oct. 20th. This is just a test chapter to see if people will like it. If not then I will delete it and probably not post it again.

Chapter 1: Homebound.

JPOV

It's been over a year since I've been home. Over a year since I've talked to my mom, yelled at my sister, got in trouble with my boys, but most of all, it has been over a year since I've seen her.

I miss her laugh, he smile, when she pouted, the way her eyes sparked when she was angry, the way they seem to melt when she looked me. I miss her.

Il mio cuore, la mia anima, il mio tutto. (1)(My heart, my soul, my everything)

My Bella.

I am so sorry. I shouldn't have left. I should have been stronger. I am sorry. Mi dispiace.

I bet she hates me. I bet she never wants to see me again. Maybe she moved on and my coming back will ruin things for her.

It's too late to start rethinking my decisions because my plane just landed back in Seattle, Washington.

I walk off the plane and make my way through the crowded airport. I saw people staring at me, mostly women, but I pay them no mind. There is only one for me.

I pull out my phone and dial Peter's number.

He picks up after 3 rings.

"Did you make it to Seattle yet?" He asks as soon as he answers.

"Yeah, I just landed."

"How ya feelin'?"

I take a deep calming breath. "Nervous. Really frickin' nervous."

Peter laughed at me, "Good luck. Charlotte says she misses you already. Be sure to visit more often. Ok?"

"I'll be sure to do that. See ya soon."

"Bye."

"Bye"

After that I hung up the phone and starting looking for a sign that had my name on it. At first I didn't find a sign and I was about to give up and rent one, but then I saw the sign.

No turning back now.

"Are you Jasper Whitlock, sir?" A tall, pale skinned man asked me.

"Yes I am," I reached out my hand to shake his, "Jasper Whitlock, and you are?"

"I'm Colin, sir. I will be your driver to Forks, Washington and any other further transportation needs you may have." As he took my hand and shook it, and he also took a bow.

He helped me put my bags in the trunk and helped me into the car.

Through the window Colin spoke to me, "We have almost 3 hours until we get to Forks, so sit back and relax. I will get you there safely and on time."

Halfway through the drive and I went to sleep. As they have been for the past year, they featured Bella.

"Jasper." The voice whispered softly

"Jasper." The voice whispered slightly louder

"Jasper." The voice said sharper.

"Why did you leave me Jasper? I've missed you I've missed you so much. I've been so lonely without you. I thought you loved me. Don't you love me?"

I looked around for the voice. I turned left and right.

The cold of the night and the cool breeze of the wind were chilling me to my bone. I could smell the ocean and felt the dampness of the air. I was at the beach? I looked around and saw that I was on top of the cliffs in La Push. Why here?

I felt cold lips brush across my ear. They grazed my earlobe and placed a little kiss there, "I thought I was everything to you", the lips whispered coldly into my ear. It caused shivers to run up and down my spine.

I turn around expecting the face to right behind me, but she was about 3 feet in front of me. I took a step forward, she took a step back.

"Bella", I whispered.

There she stands in front me. Her dark, chocolate brown mahogany hair billowing behind her, her white, loose sundress flowing in the wind, her beautiful pale skin shone in the moonlight making her look as though she was a porcelain doll, her cheeks were a rosy color, and her beautiful chocolate eyes seemed to have flecks of red in them.

She was beautiful.

My Bella. La mia Bella.

"Why?" She looked at me the most intense combination of anger and sadness. It was fierce I felt it pierce me in my soul.

"I'm sorry. I was afraid, my life was very complicated. It was too much. It felt like I had no one to talk to. I felt alone."

"You had me! You always had me! Why couldn't you trust me?" She sobbed.

I took a step forward to grab her hand and pull her to me, but she took two steps back.

"We could have had everything in the world. We could have been happy, with a family and everyone we loved. But no, you had to be a coward and run away with your tail tucked tight. You threw everything we could have ever had away." As she was speaking she was slowly backing away from me.

.

.

.

.

Towards the edge of the cliff.

"Bella. I'm so sorry. I'm back now. I'm back for you...for your forgiveness, for your love. Please, please say that you love me. Please."

She was now at the edge.

She gave me a small sad smile, "Un amore perduto non sarà mai trovato." (2)

"Bella." I whisper brokenly

Before I could even react she fell backwards into the crashing waves below.

"BELLA!"

I don't think, I just jump after her.

All I see is darkness.

No Bella.

No nothing.

"Mr. Whitlock, wake up. We have reached Forks sir." I heard Colin's voice break through the haze of my dream. If you could call it that.

"Oh thank you. Go to 1367 Withers Rd. please." I reply back groggily.

"Yes sir."

Thirty minutes later I was standing in front of my childhood home. It looks the same. The same three cars in the driveway; the broken down truck I was working on, Rose's red BMW, and mom's Toyota Camry.

The house is still the two stories it was. It still had the blue trim from one of mom and dad's house experiments that we never changed back. The multicolored door from Rose's and I days of thinking that we were artist and the door was our canvas. I chuckle at that memory.

I walk over to the tree in the front yard and still see Bella's and I initials still carved there. We were 12 when we did this. I trace my hand over it and smile at the memories coursing behind my eyelids.

I look up as I hear laughter coming from the backyard. I go to the back gate and stand there looking at the people standing in the backyard.

My twin sister, Rose.

My mother, Gianna.

My sister's boyfriend Emmett.

One of my best friend's, Edward.

Edward's girlfriend, Alice.

Bella's parents, Charlie and Renee.

And then there was my one reason for coming back, Bella.

Everyone was here.

I pull out the phone I haven't used in over a year. There was only one number programmed in it. It was an emergency phone Rose and I have, we use it only to tell the other where to find us or if we were in trouble.

I silently creep into the backyard, staying to the shadows and staying behind everyone.

I dial the number.

I hear it ring in the back ground. The ring tone never changed.

So, I scream, "mayday I'm in trouble, send somebody on the double"

Scratching at the floor inside my mind

They all accept the lie

So bury what you want outside (bury what you want outside)

Brother, please don't be afraid of...

I felt the air still as she heard that particular phone ring.

"It can't be," she whispers. He voice thick with emotions.

She hurriedly reaches for the phone, answers, puts it on speaker phone, and breathlessly answers, "Hello, Jasper!? Where are you? Are you okay?" Everyone in the backyard gasps and freezes. Bella and my mother put their hands on their mouths in shock.

"Hey Rosie," I whisper.

"Jasper where are you?" She asks desperately.

"I'm right behind you."

Everyone looked in my direction to see if I was truly there. I looked at my mother and saw unshed tears in her eyes.

"Jasper…is that-is that really you?"

"Yeah momma it's me."

She picked up part of her long skirt and ran to where I was, and jumped on me. She wrapped her arms tightly around my neck, and I felt her tears splash against my skin.

"Oh, mio figlio, il mio bambino. Sei arrivato a casa. Infine. Dopo tanto tempo" (3), she sobbed into my shoulder.

"I'm sorry mom. I'm so sorry", I say as I bury my face in her neck. I breathe in her familiar, homey scent.

I hear the grass rustling as someone was walking near us. I look up and I see Rose walking towards us. She looks so vulnerable; she had tears streaming down her face.

Mother stepped back with tears streaming down her face and sobs wrecking her body.

Rose just stood there in front of him, just looking at him. Then she slapped him.

Hard.

"You bastard. I hate you. I hate you so much. I hate you", she sobbed as she pounded my chest. I took it because I deserved it.

I knew what she needed was a hug, I took her fist and I pulled her to my chest.

"Stop it. I don't like it when you bruise this perfection", I said thickly.

"You're an asshole Jasper."

"I missed you Rose Petal."

"I missed you Jazz."

I pulled back from Rose to search for the girl with the chocolate brown eyes. When I found them there was so much hurt, pain, sadness, and anger in them I knew I was going to have to do some serious groveling to get her to talk to me.

A/N: Ok so this is just a test chapter I need to know if people will read it if I put it up. I hope y'all will enjoy this. About the translation I don't know if they're right

(1) Has the translation on the side.

(2)Love lost will never be found

(3)Oh, my son, my baby. You've come home. Finally. After a long time.

The song that was used was Tangled in the Great Escape by Pierce the Veil ft. Jason Butler. One of my favorite bands to ever hit this earth.