Haha, well I am thrilled. I really have to say thank you to Pixie Dear. who wrote me the nicest review and made me smile so big my cheeks hurt lol, and for telling me how to spell view.

So, I love this story, quite honestly. But I feel I screwed up saying Emmett was Jasper's cousin, cause then how can Jasper be Rosie's cousin and go out with Em?

So, we'll say that Jazz thinks of Emm and Alice as his cousins but he's only related to Rose.

Yep, there we go. thats how it goes :) Lol.

You already know the summary, I don't need to repeat it, you guys are smart enough :)

Jasper POV

Okay, another week of chickening out. It was good. We went to school, we hung out at school. We went back home from school.. I knew what happened to me, but Bella was getting even more quiet. She started getting distant from everyone. I noticed she kept wearing her sleeves down alot more. And more and more make up.

She was waiting for me today, in the usual place. Her hair was basically the same. Straight and resting under her shoulder blades, but she had a heave fringe today. Her make up was heavy. She wore the black sunglasses again, covering her eyes.

She wore a light blue hoody that had in black bold letters on the side 'To Write Love On Her Arm'. Black skinny jeans and her usual converse. She held her sleeved tightly in her hands and had a cigerette between her lips. She reached up and pulled it between two fingers, tapping the ash out the end, holding it by her side.

"You don't usually smoke at school." I told her. She just shrugged, and continued taking another long drag before offering it to me. I sighed and took it, taking a long drag myself, before giving it back to her. After a few more minutes of sharing it, Bella dropped it on the ground and stood on it. Breathing out her last puff of smoke.

"Let's go. Art again." She said. She wore a fake smile across her pale lips. I knew her better than that.. It made me frown slightly when I noticed she was getting smaller. She must have no fat left in her body at all.

"Bella!" Alice called, waving from our seat in the back. The group found out about Bella's secret. They were so stunned.. So shocked. They were more protective of her. More fierce too.

Alice pulled Bella into a hug, but never gripped her tightly anymore. Too afraid to break her. Em looked depressed, Rose had her arm around Em's shoulders.

"How are you?" Alice asked. Bella just shrugged and pulled out her sketching pencil and some A3 paper. She started sketching a medow. Nothing was in it. It was just a medow. Trees looked depressed as their branches sagged toward the ground in an attempt to grasp it. The grass was being blown to the left by the wind. It looked so calming, but so.. Depressing.

School passed slowly. It dragged it's ass too much. Bella went home at lunch, something about not feeling too good. I thought school was her safe haven.

"I'm really worried about Bella. How come she never told us?" Edward asked as we sat down in English Lit class.

"She never wanted to put you in the danger of knowing." I told them honestly.

"The why did you know?" Rose hissed. I tensed.

"Because I heard her screaming.. When James was.." I couldn't finish my sentence, but they knew. Alice started crying and so Rose was struggling not to.

"I couldn't.. Even imagine.." Emmett started to say but struggled.

"Why? She was so sweet.. She didn't deserve this.." Rose muttered, almost silently.

"This isn't the right place to talk about it.." I informed them. It truly wasn't. News spreads quickly in a small Texan town. Especially in a small Texan school. A high school at that. It was one of the roughest places to be. Just up under prison, I guessed.

"You're right. Lets just shut the fuck up and get on ewith English." Edward commanded. Everyone nodded, glad to have a distraction on their minds. Me especially.

My phone vibrated in my pocket. I silently pulled it out. The screen read Bella.x, So I flipped it open and read.

Love you.x

I texted back straight away. It was normal for us to say we loved each other. I just knew she didn't love me like I loved her.

Love you too darlin'. Whats wrong?xx

I hit send and patiently waited.

I waited for five minutes.

I waited for ten minutes.

I waited for fifteen minutes..

I sent another text.

x

It was all I sent. I kept waiting. By the time it came the end of school, I was beyond worried. Where the hell was she? Was she even okay? Was she hurt?

"Jasper, whats got you so on edge?" Em asked, putting a hand on my shoulder. I shrugged away from it slightly. I really didn't like physical contact that much. Bella was the only one who could even really hug me. Or touch me at all.

"Just Bella. Don't worry, Em." I tried to smile, but by the look on his face, it came out as more of a grimace. He wouldn't understand.

"Shes a tough kid. I'm sure shes handling. She's been through all this. She is a fighter. Don't forget that." His voice was soft and sincere.

"Whatever. See you tomorrow, Em." I told him, walking toward my car.

"Yeah.. Later, Jazz." His voice was so quiet, I barely heard him.

I sped home as fast as my car would let me. My father came out of the house wearing a grave frown.

"Dad? Whats wrong?" I asked. He wasn't one for emotions..

"Bella." Was all he said. His tone was so grim.

"What about Bella?" I asked, slightly louder than before. My fists were clenched at my sides, I could feel the blood circulation struggling and I knew my knuckles were turning white.

"She ran away.. Stole a car. She crashed it. Her body was basically burnt to a crisp.. I'm sorry, Jasper." I felt the tears prick in my eyes. This was some fucking kind of sick joke, wasn't it?

"You're lieing." I accused. But I knew he wasn't. I hung my head in defeat. She was.. Bella was..

Bella was gone?

Bella was dead?

Those words just didn't belong in the same sentence. It wasn't right. I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked up into my fathers eyes.

"The funeral is in a few days." Wow, Charlie moved wuick, didn't he?

The tears were now flowing freely down my face.

That was two years ago now..

Not much has changed.

I still hang around with the same group. The same people. But now everybody knows the only time someone touches me, is when i'm fighting. And I always fucking win now. It's my release on everything.

"Bella.." I mumbled, sitting next to her gravestone. I sighed, running a hand through my shaggy long hair.

"I don't know what to do without you now. I'm so lost." I said, fingering the tattoo that matched Bella's. It read the same, but went up the side of my ribcage. I got it done the day after her funeral. Without her, I was so lost.

"Me too." I looked around frantically. Was I hearing things? I was so sure I heard Bella's voice. But it was so much clearer. I shook my head. No one was here.

The tears fell freely down my face. This was the only time I cried. I was officially the emo kid of our school. And whenever they called me that, they went straight to hospital.

I got held back a year. So this was my last year in high school. We were relocating to a town called Forks. A rainy, small town.

I just didn't find Texas appealing anymore. Not without Belle.

Okay, you guys got this early. But I want atleast 15 reviews in total on this before the next chapter.

Lol Bella will be at Forks High, along with.. Peter, Charlotte..

Read, Review, all that stuff.

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