Jasper's POV

I watched my perfect angel as she stared at me with wide golden eyes. A mischievous smile left her lips. I pulled her closer and kissed her deeply wondering how I managed to get such a perfect woman.

"What are you staring at?" she inquired as if she didn't already know what I was going to say.

"A beautiful woman lying across from me. I think she might be an angel fallen from heaven," I let my southern drawl slip.

She giggled at my romantic comments. I loved the sound of her laugh. It was like Christmas bells.

I felt all sorts of emotions sprouting off of her. Love, lust, happiness, and …guilt? I sent calm waves to her to relieve her pain. I "accidentally" let some extra lust slip in there. She crawled into my lap facing me.

"You don't play fair," she pouted cutely.

"I know," I said grinning as I kissed the pout away.

She growled against my lips knowing her efforts were futile and ran her delicate hands through my curly blonde mane. I held one hand at the small of her back and another in her black spikes. She always complained to me how much she disliked her short hair but I thought it fit perfectly. Short, just like her. I felt her hands move down to the back of my neck where she traced one of my scars. I sighed whenever she did so. They repulsed everyone but her. To her they were a part of me, a medal for my bravery. To me and everyone else on this planet, they were signs of a monster, a reminder of my past and mistakes. The one good thing I managed to do with my life was be with Alice. She was everything I ever dreamed of and more. I had to touch her all the time to make sure she was real and not a dream of my own desires.

I flipped her over so I was on top and began kissing her more fiercely. Her legs wrapped tightly around my waist as her hands massaged my arms. I began to slip off her red camisole when I heard her gasp. Her glance was unfocused and her face motionless. It was one of her many faces that I came to love. I lifted us up, so she was sitting on my lap. She started to squeal in delight.

"What is it?" I asked.

"It's a surprise, but we've got to hurry."

She practically jumped off my lap and dressed herself, tossing me my shirt. I put it on as she tugged my hand. I followed her down the steps. She leaned against the archway of the living room.

"Rosalie Hale, will you marry me, again?" Emmett was down on one knee looking at his blonde mate.

"Don't you already know the answer?" She answered smugly.

Emmett slipped the diamond ring on her finger and kissed her passionately. Alice giggled and skipped to Rose, breaking their embrace to hug her new sister.

"Congratulations, Emmett," I said extending a hand to him.

Always the teddy bear, he grabbed me into a hug. I was still not comfortable with being this close to anyone including my siblings. Alice was the only one I let get that close. He released me and I stepped back. Alice jumped on Emmett hugging him tightly, saying congratulations over and over again.

Edward appeared behind me. I was about to fill him in.

"I already know. I caught the show from across the room. Although, the commentary going on in all your heads was a better edition." He laughed. "Congratulations Rose and Emmett. So is this the sixth or seventh time?"

My supposed twin glared over at Edward. "We lost track, time flies when you're in love, but what would you know about that?" She said shamelessly, upset that her moment in the spotlight was ruined by Edward's obnoxious comments. I felt sorry for our brother, having no one in his life to love as I do for Alice, Emmett does for Rose, and Carlisle does for Esme. Oh shit, sorry Edward. I sometimes forget that my thoughts aren't my own in this house. He grimaced at me, furthering my remorse.

Interrupting my guilt spree, Alice cried out, "Oh the wedding will be lovely. Please let me plan it." She looked over at Rose and Emmett and gave her best pout. Powerless, they agreed. Rosalie made Alice her maid of honor and Emmett chose Edward as the best man. I understood, he knew Edward longer and I was still new here.

Over the next couple of days, I watched Alice as she prepared for the wedding. She knew Rosalie enough to guess that she only wanted the wedding to be in the limelight and designed the wedding as such. As she primped and planned, I faintly felt a surge of jealously run through her veins. She was waiting for a proposal before she met me, before I even knew such perfection existed. I wanted to make her mine forever but I felt worthless. I was broken, scarred and even with all of Alice's love; she could not completely put the pieces back together. She deserved more, she deserved better. All that held me here from falling back into the darkness was her love, and I intend to stay with her as long as she wishes me to.

A week later, the wedding was held. The theme was red roses, with everything red except for Rosalie's white gown.

"She's going to be the one white rose in a patch full of red ones," Alice told me the morning of the wedding.

"Sounds like Rosalie," I smirked.

Alice danced out of the bathroom in her red bridesmaid dress. I rushed over to her as she tied my tie.

"You look so handsome like this. I should dress you up more often," she smiled, her white teeth sparkling compared to her cherry red lipstick.

"I look like a pauper compared to you, darlin. You are a vision of perfection." I spoke lifting her hand to kiss it. She linked my arm in hers and strolled down the steps. It was an overcast day, perfect for an outdoor vampire wedding. The backyard was decorated with red roses and candles. Down the aisle was a white gazebo where Carlisle would stand to perform the ceremony. Edward stood at the end of the aisle to walk down with Alice. His bronze hair was smoothed down with gel. He reached a hand to Alice, who took it leaving my touch. I walked to stand by Esme to walk her down the aisle first. I stood by the gazebo and watched as my angel came to me. She was clutching to Edward's arm coming almost to his shoulder in the heels she wore. The Denali's and Carlisle's friends from the hospital marveled at her beauty. I didn't care if it was Rosalie's wedding, Alice was the main event.

Edward stood next to me and whispered, "If Rosalie heard that, she might kill you."

"Trust me, I've felt dead before. Rosalie's wrath does not compare to the hells I've been through."

Edward rolled his eyes at me, knowing that part of me wasn't joking. I looked at Alice again to brighten my mood so I didn't affect everyone else. Rosalie walked down the aisle next, feeling overjoyed with the affection she heard. I felt a wave of lust come off of Emmett and wanted to smack him.

"At least you don't have to hear why he's feeling that way," Edward added.

I was so glad I wasn't Edward right now.

"Damn straight," He whispered before Alice shushed him.

The wedding went off as Alice had planned it. She never ceased to amaze me. Everything she touched turned to gold. I watched Emmett and Rosalie dance at the reception. Carlisle and Esme were slow dancing closely nearby. As for Edward, he was hiding from Tanya. His manners would force him to accept her invitation to dance. As Alice and I danced, I twirled her around trying to keep her in her joyful mood. I brought her close to me as the song ended. I knew Alice would want to dance again but I felt like sitting down.

I brushed my lips against her ear and spoke softly, "I'm going to sit out for this one. How about you dance with Edward and save him from Tanya?"

She nodded in agreement and twirled to Edward. I sat down at a table and watched all of the guests. My throat burned from the humans Carlisle invited.

Alice and Edward stepped onto the dance floor. I looked over to Tanya, who felt disappointed and rueful at her failed attempts. I thought about her and Edward, two lone vampires. Even if it wasn't with each other, I hoped one day they will find the love I felt for Alice.