Jasper's POV
The cold wind bit into my skin, unconsciously I leaned into the breeze. I imagined how she would help me through this, her warm arms wrapped tight around my waist, her velvet voice whispering soft, comforting words to me. I needed that comfort now, the need was unbearable, the future almost incomprehensible. I fell to my knees, hands coming to rest in the snow. Forcing my mind not to think of anything but the frigid breeze.
Who knew things could change so drastically? I was struggling to cope, struggling to find some life-line; but it was too much.
It's been raining since it happened, but then again this is Forks. Still it felt fitting, even the sky was crying at her departure. The Earth had no reason to be happy, had no right to be happy when something like this happened.
"Jasper it's time." Came a broken voice behind me, with his help I was able to pull myself from the ground and follow Edward inside.