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Chapter 3 – Breaking Up

Bella's POV

The drive home was silent. Edward barely looked at me. His dark cold eyes were dead set on the road ahead of him. I didn't really want to talk to him. I just wanted it to be over and that required some form of conversation. He stopped the car in front of my house and I walked in.

"I was worried," Charlie said as I entered the house, "I was about to call the Cullen residence."
"Oh dad," I replied, "You don't have to worry. The Cullens are very good friends and I lose track of time there. I'm sorry. I forgot my cell phone here and I forgot to call you from any of their cells. I'm visiting Jacob tomorrow if that's ok with you. Is it?" He looked at me as a light shone in his eyes.

"Yeah sure Bells," he told me, "Now you should go upstairs. I'm soon going to bed too."
"Ok," I replied, "good night." I trudged up the stairs and grabbed my bathroom bag and PJs. I headed to the bathroom and showered. I knew that Edward would probably stay away from my room that night after all that had happened. He was probably mad, but I needed to get this over with. Well, I'd call him tomorrow after I came home from La Push. I showered slowly to release all of the tension in my muscles. Jasper was not here to calm me down any more. Jasper, I thought as an unintended smile made its way across my face. I suddenly stopped moving as his smiling image popped into my head like a mirage and I got butterflies in my stomach. I wondered what this might mean. I definitely could not fall for Jasper; he was Alice's and Alice was my best friend. I couldn't fall for him. But I shrugged it off as a result of his helping me out and standing up for me earlier. I heard Charlie going to bed while I was putting on my PJs and soon enough, light snores were coming from his room. Charlie was a pretty heavy sleeper. Only my screams had been able to wake him up when he had left me alone. I was suddenly infuriated and I could feel my temperature rising. I walked out of the bathroom and went back to my room and I was shocked when I found him waiting for me on my bed as if nothing had happened. But his eyes told another story. They were as black as coal and as hard as stone, just like his skin. I wondered if Jasper's skin would feel as hard and rigid as his. Everything about him was so warm and nice and Southern…whoa stop right there Bella; don't go there.

"What are you doing here?" I asked him. My tone shocked me. I had never raised my voice like that at him before. He looked at me. There was anger and pain in his eyes but I couldn't forgive him now. He had gone way too far and he was a stranger; no longer my Edward. My Edward had died long ago.
"Edward we need to talk," I added, a little bit softer this time. He nodded and I made my way to the bed and sat down next to him.

"What happened before…" he started, "I…I was wondering. Could you ever forgive me Bella?"
"Edward," I said, "this is not about forgiveness. This is about who you have become. The old Edward left me last September and he never returned. You have come back a stranger and you've gone past the point of no return. It's too late now. Edward, we're through."

"But Bella I love you," he said. I could hear pain in his voice. I was not going to feel sorry for him.
"You didn't love me enough to trust me," I replied, "Or to stop yourself from hurting me or scaring me."
"I'm sorry," he told me, "I want to give it one more try if you would allow me. I love you Bella, it's true."
"No Edward," I replied, "I'm going to stand my ground on this one. I hope we can still talk to each other like regular people but that's the way it's going to be. I cannot be more than a mere friend to you now."
"But Bella," he said, "it will be dangerous. Now that the Volturi know about you, you can't leave the supernatural world unprotected. They would kill you. You need my protection to show them that you are still part of my world and planning to remain a part of my world for a very long time."
"Edward," I replied as I sighed, "I'm definitely not leaving your world or your family. Your family is what I live for. I'm just not going to be your girlfriend any longer. I'm sure they would have no trouble with me there. Alice loves me like a sister as does Emmett, Carlisle and Esme love me like a daughter and Rosalie will come around. And Jasper respects me." Butterflies erupted in my stomach again as I said his name.
"And what about me?" he asked me, "You didn't mention me. I love you more than any of them are capable of loving or caring for you. I protect you from everything and everyone that can be dangerous."
"Shut up," I told him, "You're trying to protect me from something that I don't want to be protected from. Your family loves me and would never hurt me. The same goes for Jacob. You have to respect me and my independence. I have every right to make choices for myself and I know what's best for me."
"You're a child Bella," he told me, "you don't know what you're talking about. They could all kill you."
"You mean like you tried to do earlier?" I asked, "Cos that's what you were doing. You were gonna kill me. You were definitely not going to change me Edward. I know you too well. So stop blaming people for weaknesses that you too possess. You're just as dangerous as any one of them, maybe even more. And don't call me a child Edward. I'm not a child. I'm as mature as you ever will be."
"Why?" he asked me, anguish breaking his once musical voice. But his voice was nothing next to Jasper's calm and collected manner of speaking, next to his warm Southern drawl, his gentlemanly expressions. I seriously had to stop thinking about Jasper this way. He was my best friend's husband for crying out loud.

"Edward," I said, "I don't ever want to be with you again. I'm sorry that I'm leaving you the way you left me before but I am sure you can find someone better than me and something better to do with your time than hanging around with me and being over-protective of me or trying to save me from myself.
"If you wish," he told me, "I cannot force you to be with me against your will Bella. I'm not that type of guy. Maybe I love you more than you know and maybe I have been possessive but I cannot force you to love me back. I just want to make one request. I ask you not to fall in love with one of my kind again. I couldn't bear the thought of you being so close to someone who can hurt you so easily."
"Edward," I said, "I loved the person you were before you left. You're a stranger now. And I cannot promise you anything. You can't control who you fall in love with. Besides, the supernatural has become my reason for living and I still hope to become like you one day. So I can't promise you something which I cannot keep for sure. I'm sorry Edward. The time we shared before my birthday was the best ever."
"Ok Bella," he told me, "Good night and good luck. I guess I'll see you when you come to visit Alice and the rest of them since we're on summer break now. Take care of yourself." He kissed me once on the forehead and jumped out of my window exiting my life for the very last time. I lay down in bed and closed my eyes. I soon entered a beautiful dream. I was in the clearing the Cullens had used to play baseball when we had first encountered James, Laurent and Victoria. The sun was shining. I was lying down on the grass face up with my eyes closed but I could feel the warmth of the sun on my face. I felt a cold arm winding its way around my back and to my side. I smiled softly and then I looked to my left and looked into his beautiful topaz eyes with his long brown lashes underneath those beautiful brows. I laughed as I blew into his face to get that wonderful lock of stray hair out of his eyes.

"Oh Jasper," I said. I sat up in bed in shock and looked around me. I had butterflies bumping around in my stomach as if they were trying to escape a musty cage. I couldn't believe it. I was truly falling for Jasper. But I couldn't. He was Alice's husband and I would not ruin their love for my own selfish purposes.

Jasper's POV

I couldn't stop pacing across the room while Edward was taking Bella home. I didn't want anything bad to happen to her. I was suddenly feeling very protective of her; not possessive, but protective. I knew I wouldn't be able to cope if something happened to her now. I wanted to follow them but she needed some privacy and I was not going to deny her that. Alice would know if something bad was about to happen to her. I guess she hadn't called earlier because she had known I would go in to help her. Alice had been out shopping all day and she had just returned with a big smile plastered on her face. She wrapped her arms around me as soon as she arrived and she whispered in my ear to tell me that she knew I had figured out my feelings for Bella and that she couldn't be happier. I told her that I didn't want to know what Bella thought of me because I wanted to hear it from her myself and she motioned as if to zip her lips shut and throw away the key. She also assured me that Bella was going to be fine. Alice and I had been working really hard these past five years to block out any thoughts of the divorce when Edward was around. We did not want to cause any tension in our family. Alice and I were still the best of friends but we had decided to part ways when we just didn't feel that type of love towards each other anymore. I still cared about her. She was still the best friend I had in the whole family but we weren't lovers. She held my hand in front of the others to keep up the show but we never ever kissed and we definitely did not make love any longer. I couldn't stop thinking about Bella. I felt a sudden rush of pain coming from outside and getting nearer and nearer. I realized that it was Edward as soon as he entered his room. Bella had broken up with him. I couldn't help but to feel torn. I was happy for Bella because she was now out of his possessive grasp, I was happy for myself because I was now free to like her and I was sad for Edward because despite of his possessiveness he truly loved Bella. I stopped myself. I could not like my brother's ex-girlfriend. We had to remain just friends. No matter how much warmth she made me feel and no matter how carefree I felt when I was around her and no matter how many butterflies erupted within me the moment she blushed, smiled or spoke with that silky voice of hers, I couldn't let myself go too far. She was still my brother's ex-girlfriend and I would stay back. Alice frowned at me the next time she saw me. She had seen my decision but I told her that it was for the best and she reluctantly agreed. I also told myself that Bella would never like me back. She had been crazy for Edward. He looked more beautiful than I ever would with his bronze hair and the face of a boy. I was filled with battle scars from my earlier years with newborns and I was older than Edward. Bella would think I was ancient. No…I had to stop thinking of her like that. She would always be my brother's ex-girlfriend. But the butterflies wouldn't die and if I hadn't known of my still heart, I could have sworn it was trying to beat its way out of my body. I knew instantly, I was in love.