Hey so this is my first shot at a Fanfic hope you guys like it. I do not have a update schedule however i will try to update once a week if i don not have a beta so if there are mistakes you know why.

I own Nothing but my words. :)

I walked into the house in shock and disbelief, the man I had married was not who I thought he was. He was not poor or modest he was filthy rich and there was a part of me wanted to hate him for lying to me but there was another side of me that understood why he did it and forgave him for it. I was pulled out of my thoughts when my sister tugged at my arm a little and made a gesture with her head for me to look forward. I did as she asked and came face to face with a beautiful woman who no doubt had to be the lady of the house.

"Hello you must be Jasper's wife Bella, welcome to your home although I am sorry that we had to meet under such sad circumstances. I am his mother Esme" The women said as she outstretched her hand. It was obvious she was of a woman of class and I could not help but feel uncomfortable.

"Hi, nice to meet you too this is my sister Charlotte." I replied while shaking her hand weakly I didn't know how much longer I could pretend to be strong when inside I was dying of pain and sorrow.

"Dear, I am very sorry for your loss, believe me we are all as heartbroken and I can't begin to imagine how you must be feeling at this moment but I know it is a terrible feeling to lose someone you love as much as your husband."

And with those words I let go of all the pain I had been keeping inside. All the tears I had held were now falling from my eyes and staining my pained face. It had not hit me until this moment Jasper my Jasper was gone. The only man I had ever loved and he was dead. I fell to my knees in agony I couldn't stand I couldn't move my whole world had shattered and I had no Idea of how to fix it. I felt someone gently pulling me up and looked up to see the worried face of my sister. One look at her face was all it took to bring me back and remind me of why I was being strong of why I needed to be strong. I rose to my feet and wiped my tears away and looked at Jasper's mother Esme who looked just as heartbroken as I felt. She was standing next to a beautiful blonde.

"Bella" she said gently trying to make sure I was okay and ready to move things along. I nodded my head letting her know I was okay now and ready to continue.

"This is my Daughter Rosalie she was Jasper's sister" she said choking back tears at the mention of her son's name.

"She is going to lend you girls some clothes for the funeral today since I assume you did not come prepared for such event, now if you'll excuse me I have to go get ready myself."

And with that Charlotte and I were left with Rosalie who apparently was my sister in law. I was about to speak when Rosalie suddenly beat me too it.

"You're my brother's wife?" She asked incredulously "Why did you marry him for his money? Because let me tell you that you will not get a single dime of what belongs to this family you may be a Whitlock by name but you will never belong with us now follow me so I can lend you some decent clothing we wouldn't want our friends to think you were part of the servitude now would we?" She seethed as we began following her up the staircase. I could not believe she thought I would marry jasper for his money I loved him and I never even knew he was rich all I wanted was him and not even that I could have.

We reached the rooms and she showed us in as well as where the clothing would be in, she was about to leave but not before warning us not to steal anything. I about lost it with that, we might not be rich but were a decent people and stealing goes against everything my dad taught us. However I was not going to stoop that low….but just because I wouldn't didn't mean my sister wouldn't either.

"You know what I have had it with you! First you accuse my sister of being a gold digger when she didn't even know Jasper was rich and now you accuse us of being thieves? We may not be rich like you guys or drive nice cars like you do but we are decent and we will never stoop that low. So now if you excuse us we have to get ready for the funeral of my sister's deceased husband." And with that she slammed the door in Rosalie's face.

"You shouldn't have done that" I scolded not that I didn't think she deserved it but I didn't want my sister getting into any trouble.

"Yeah whatever you know that blond deserve that and more."I decided to ignore her and just go ahead and change.

About 30 minutes later Esme knocked on our door letting us know that it was time to leave.

"The press will probably be out front at the gate, so if they ask you anything don't answer. And don't worry to our friends we will say that we knew you from a couple of times you visited with Jasper" She informed me as we headed down the stairs. At the bottom we were met with the icy glare of Rosalie and a huge guy with brown hair.

"Bella this is Rosalie's Husband Emmett, Emmett this is Bella She was Jasper's wife" Emmett starred at me for a while with a small smile before offering me his condolences, And with that we moved forward ready to face to world.

Just like Esme had said the press was outside and tried on various occasions to get my picture and ask questions, but I ignored all their attempts and focused all my strength in not breaking down again. We arrived at the funeral and were instantly hurried inside to prevent the press from bothering us further. Inside I was met with the various stares some filled with pity and others filled with curiosity. Esme tugged on my arm and led me and Charlotte over to our seats. I had not been seated for more than a minute when it started. All the I'm sorry and the I feel sorry for your loss, everyone said the same thing and yet nobody sounded sincere in the least so after a while I just zoned everybody out no need to hear false apologies or condolences. Instead I began to focus on Jasper and our time together or lack thereof, we had only been married a day and just like that he left me here alone in this world that meant nothing to me without him. Since the day I first met him he changed my entire life her made my life worth living and all too soon he left me. Now I am once again left in this world without hope of ever finding happiness again. I was pulled out of my lonely depressing thoughts by Esme calling my name.

"Bella?"

"Yes?" I answered as I turned and for the first time noticed a short pixie like girl standing in front of me. Eyeing me as if I were under inspection.

"This is Alice, Alice this is Jasper's widow Bella" Esme said gesturing toward the pixie girl who just gave me a sinister smile

"Nice to meet you"

"Yeah you too" I said with the same tired tone as she did. I could tell she already didn't like me.

After a couple more of introductions the funeral was finally over, and for that I was thankful I wanted to mourn in peace not in front of a bunch of stuck up rich people that would probably criticized even the way I mourned my dead husband. We arrived at the house and I immediately excused myself to go change and leave but not before Esme stopped me.

"Bella you can't leave now, as you can see our family is very wealthy and well known what will people think if they knew you weren't here in Jasper's house they would think of us so awfully. Beside we still have to fix things about the will in which I am sure that you are included but for now you may go rest in the room Rosalie showed you however I would like to go talk to you some more later and as for you Charlotte I will show her to the room in which she will be staying in while you girls are here." She finished as she began to lead the way upstairs and once there disappeared into the a room with charlotte and I disappeared into my own.

Esme POV

As I led the sister into the room I could not help but wonder back to the topic that had been invading my mind since Edward brought it to my attention. Jasper had gotten married and I didn't even know about it as a matter of fact nobody did. It caught us all by surprise to see Bella that we didn't know how to react but she obviously loved my dear Jasper so therefore I would give her a chance.

"Charlotte this your room I hope you find it all right" I told the girl who looked sad but even I could tell that it was her sister's suffering that hurt her the most.

"Yes thank you its fine"

"Okay well I am going to check on your sister dinner will be ready in about an hour in case you would like to come down." I informed her and she simply nodded with that I turned and left I needed answers and this girl had to have them she had to know why Jasper did what he did and that was something I was determined to find out.

Bella POV

I heard a soft knock on my door and I knew it was Esme oh well let the interrogatory begin.

"Come in"

"Ah Bella I see that you have not slept yet and I would very much like to talk to you about something regarding Jasper and your marriage with him" She said as she walked into the room closing the door behind her and coming in to take a seat next to me on the very large bed.

I sat there waiting for here to start waiting for her to begin and she did not disappoint the first thing that came out of her mouth was exactly that a question.

"Bella how did you and Jasper meet?" she asked tenderly as if expecting me to breakdown and truth be told I would have but I swallowed back the tears and cleared my throat as I began my story.

"I met Jasper at a club in Miami while on vacations with my sister Charlotte. I didn't know him very well then but later he showed up at my house in LA saying that he had found me to intriguing to let me go and honestly I hadn't stopped thinking about him either. From then on he would come and take me out on dates and trips. Then one day he proposed saying that he loved me and he couldn't imagine living his life without me. I too had fallen in love with him so I accepted and we got married." I finished sadly reminiscing over all the great moments I shared with Jasper.

"Hmm Bella did you know that Jasper was…rich"

I stared taken back by the question did she too think that I had only married Jasper for his money that I didn't even know existed? Well there was only one way to find out, and that was by answering her question.

"No, I didn't know he was rich he never said anything about it he said that he was not poor but that he lived well enough but never did he mention anything about being rich and living in Hollywood with his family" I said as I thought back over the conversation I had with Jasper where he had blatantly denied having any family her in California.

"What do you mean he didn't mention having family, Bella what did Jasper tell you about his life?" She asked both confused and suspicious or so it seemed to me.

"Umm well he said that he was from New York along with his family but that he moved to California to pursue a job offer. He never told me what he worked as though but I knew he traveled a lot which was the reason we so each other so little. He told me his family had stayed behind in New York and that that was the reason I had never met them. He also told me told me that he didn't own much just in apartment in LA where I only went once after the wedding." I explained and stared at her to judge her reaction, and judging by what I was seeing on her face she was both shocked and confused a look that she seemed to have been wearing all day when around me.

"He told you he was poor?" she asked in what seemed like disbelief to me.

"Well not poor, I mean I'm poor but he was more of in the middle but the lower middle, does that make sense?" I asked fearing that I was making no sense at all to the lady in front of me.

"Yes it does, and I'm sorry I have kept you up long enough' she said with a glance at her watch that adorned her wrist. "You need to rest dear I'll come and check on you tomorrow morning, by the way tomorrow you will probably be meeting my son Edward so just be prepared he can be a handful sometimes but don't worry I'll try to make him be on his best behavior." And with that she left the room leaving me once again to wallow in sorrow and pity for myself. I laid my head back on the fluffy pillows and tried to will myself to sleep. I had almost accomplished it as a matter of fact I was sure that I was dreaming when I heard the sweet velvety voice that belonged to Jasper my Jasper.

"Bella? Bella my love wake up it's me Jasper" the voice said. I closed my eyes tighter not wanting to wake up.

"Bella please wake up look at me?" the voiced continued and it seemed it wouldn't let up. I tries so hard to resist but curiosity got the better of me and I opened my eyes. I was not prepared for what I saw. Their kneeling in front of me was none other than Jasper my Jasper. He was just as I remembered him not a hair out of place. His bronze hair was just as beautiful as were his green eyes Jasper was here and that could only mean one thing Jasper was not dead he was alive and here with me. I was so happy I could hardly think but when I did one thought caught my attention above all other if Jasper was alive why did we all think he was dead?

So that was it can't wait to hear from you guys so feel free to review.