Okay so I had a suddenly BxJ inspired moment and this is kind of what came out of it, I've got two chapters to see what you guys think if I should continue with it or whatever. Sooooooooooo I need reviews and opinions desperately ;D

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I was running. Why the heck was I running? I mean I'm an adult now right? I'm eighteen years old. I shouldn't be running. I should be participating in a grown up conversation like anyone else my age would have done. But no…me? – I'm running. I've fallen twice and lost count of how many times I've stumbled.

So, the crazy girl running down the sidewalk with blood gushing out of her knee and scrapes on her hands? – That's me.

…Wait, blood – gushing. Need to stop thinking about gushing blood. Oh Bella just STOP! Finally my legs listen to my head. So here I am slumped against a wall next to the Newtons' store trying desperately not to pass out with the smell of blood surrounding me.

I know what I need to do; I grab my cell phone from my pocket. Glad for once that Renee forced Charlie into being over precautious and hit my speed dial.

He picks up on the first ring, 'Bells?'

'Jasper?' I know he can hear me crying, of course he can hear me crying. He's been there every time I've cried since I was seven years old.

'Where are you?'

'Newtons' store.'

'Five minutes.' But he doesn't hang up I can still hear him breathing and murmuring to himself too quietly I cant make out what he is saying.

He takes three minutes. I can hear him before I see him, stupid fast sports car. I don't even know what he drives, like I would even pay attention but its black and its shiny and it goes really fast.

He skids as he slams the breaks on, proving me right about the stupid fast sports car point. Not caring about the fact that he has just abandoned his car in the middle of the road forcing traffic to pull out around him he sprints to my side.

'Oh Bells...' And suddenly I'm fine. He gathers me in his arms and I'm fine. I'm safe. I'm with Jasper. I'm fine.

He helps me into the passenger seat glaring at my knee as he riffles around in his back seat.

I smirk as he pulls out a first aid kit. – The true sign of a best friend. A first aid kit just for me.

He doesn't say anything as he swings my leg around resting on his knee, wipes my cut with an antiseptic wipe and attaches a band aid. He is still silent as he gently dabs the scrapes on my hands and applies ointment. He drives me to his house, helps me out of the car and up the stairs to his room, yet to utter one word. He helps me sit on the edge of his mattress as he lies down beside me and pulls me to him, just like we use to do before Charlie forced me to attend weekly appointments.

I rest my head on his chest and he hums, something familiar but I can't place it at that very moment, as he strokes my hair.

I suddenly notice my almost-breakdown has exhausted me it surprises me that Jasper has noticed and addressed this issue before I could even register it.

Just as I feel the familiar tug of sleep pulling at me he holds me tighter and whispers into my ear – 'He kissed you.'

It isn't a question. I try to stop the tears falling again as I wonder just what the hell is wrong with me as I murmur back, 'He kissed me.' Before falling into a restless sleep.