Jasper's POV

But I loved her first and I held her first.

And a place in my heart will always be hers.

From the first breath she breathed.

When she first smiled at me.

I knew the love of a father runs deep.

I may not have been her father, but I thought of myself in that place ever since our parents had died. She was my baby sister, the sister that I would always love and protect and do anything in the world for. That was my Hailey. Savannah Hale born June 2nd 1996. She is fourteen, she has curly honey brown hair and hazel eyes, and she's beautiful.

"J-Jasper."

I rushed to her at the door.

I saw her pale face with tears streaking down her cheeks, she looked so broken.

She was small for her age, tall but very tiny still; I gathered her up in my arms and cradled her sitting with her on the couch.

"Shhh Savannah". What happened?" I patted her back and kissed her head.

She looked at me, more tears falling down her glass cheeks, "Nick broke up with me."

A sob escaped her chest, and she looked at me.

"Savannah. I know breakups are hard but they part of life, that's what we do we spend our life looking for the one were destined to be with."

I patted her back again, rocking her in my arms. She buried her face in my chest, and fell asleep.

I would never forget that day, Savannah needed someone to lean on, and I Jasper Hale was that someone. I would never ever forget the day that I had to leave her beautiful shining face. I was eighteen and she was fifteen, I left her in the care of our aunt Jessica Hale. I was going to war and I honestly had no idea when or if I was going to be back.

As I opened the door ready to step foot into the outside.

I felt an anxious tug on my sleeve.

I looked down to see the beautiful little sister that I had raised crying and shaking violently.

I closed the door, and brought my hands to her face cradling it.

Running my hands down her now puffy cheeks, wiping them away with my gentle touch.

Once they were all gone a fresh batch started pouring down.

I gathered her up in my arms, patting her back and rocking her like a little girl.

"Savannah. I have to go, you know that. I love you so much though and I promise I'll come back to you."

She looked up at me, savoring our moment together.

"Y-you promise Jasper?"

I chuckled lightly kissing her forehead. "Of course little one."

I took on last glance willing myself to go before it was impossible to.

I opened the door and walked out, hearing my sister fall to the floor, I ran before I could give in.

Savannah POV

He promised. My older brother Jasper went to war, and promised he'd be back. He lied. When I got the news that my brother was MIA (Missing in Action) I broke down, I had to loose my brother, first my parents, and now my brother. What kind of life is this? A cruel one. I don't get it, what kind of person would plan this cruel fate for me? What did I do wrong?

Every single night over and over my mind would play back Jasper leaving. It was pure torture. My aunt would always comfort me when I needed it, which was an awful lot, I usually woke up screaming. The only way to repair my broken stance was to see my brother's gentle calming face. But I knew that was impossible.