A/N: This is a Jasper/Bella fic. And yes, it's pretty ooc. All human. I'm sorry if you guys don't like it, my friends thought it was pretty great. Loves, Victoria Danielle! 3 ;D

Jasper POV

I rolled over in our queen size bed and smiled into Alice's pixie like hair. "Jazzy…" she sleep-whispered. I kissed her gently on the forehead as the thoughts came back. 'What would Bella think of this? Would she approve? Why should I care? Bella left me ages ago.' With that, the thoughts came to an abrupt end. I smiled into Alice's hair again, and sleep overcame me.

Bella POV

I stumbled through the dark alley, alcohol & ecstasy (I mean the drug here) clouding my mind. "God, I feel like shit. I want my Jazz. Where's my Jazz?" I asked the blonde haired man walking in front of me. (Carlisle here) "Who gives a damn? You're coming with me tonight, I paid good money for you!" he said, stopping and shaking me furiously and repeatedly. That's the last thing I remember before everything went black.

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I woke up with a pounding headache in a sickly white hospital room. I squinted my eyes against the bright light, and the nurse called for the doctor to come in. The Indian doctor slowly approached my bedside and checked my vitals. "Isabella," he said. "Bella." I automatically corrected him. "Bella. Your vitals are fine, but you're still slightly unstable. We can't release you unless a trusted adult accepts you." I thought about it for a while. Mom had disowned me when I had dropped out of college, and Dad had disowned me when I joined the prostitution agency. I spoke only one word."Jasper."