A/N: Alrighty y'all! Chapter three is here. I wrote it on the same day that I wrote chapter two...THAT'S TWO IN ONE DAY, FOLKS. Anyhow, enjoy!

Much love to my reviewers!! I'm gonna give you all cupcakes 3

Chapter Three

Of course he would've come after me; I'd known he would in the end. He was the persistent type, one to never let things go easily. But still; hadn't he caught on yet?

It was too late to turn back now; he'd seen me already. I'd just have to try and move this along as fast and painlessly as possible.

Knowing him, it wasn't going to be just that easy.

"Amber," he called. "Amber, can we talk? Please?" I almost growled. He wanted to talk? I'd give him talking, alright. I'd give him way more than that.

"Alright, Jasper. Let's talk then," I muttered, shutting off the car. I didn't even bother to open the door to the convertible; I just jumped right over the door. Might as well do a few more things to piss off Rosalie while I was at it.

He walked towards me while I walked towards him, so that we met in the middle of the alleyway. I stood there, glaring the black death at him with my arms crossed. He could tell I was pissed, so he simply stood there and looked at me.

I felt like I could've slapped him.

I almost did.

But I couldn't; because what would that earn me? A broken hand, maybe? He wasn't worth it.

He was the one to break the silence. "I'm...sorry, Amber. I'm truly, truly sorry," he looked away from me, to the wall. I continued to glare, and the waves of hatred seemed to just roll off of my skin.

More silence; it was different for me. I was beginning to get a little uncomfortable.

He eventually spoke again, "Amber, please...you are perhaps the kindest, most sincere girl I know. Including Alice," he added. That made my eyes widen a bit, but I still glared. He, of course, noticed that. "I mean it. I really do. And I sincerely apologize that I lost my control earlier." He grimaced a bit at the memory.

I still remained silent. It seemed like he was running out of things to say.

And was it just me, or did he look like he was holding something back? Something big?

"Jasper, whatever you want to say, just spit it out. Unlike you, I don't have forever," I spoke for the first time. He took a deep breath, and then spoke so fast that I almost didn't catch it.

"I'm sorry that I've almost attacked you several times but you smell so wonderful – just like how Bella smells -- that it's so hard to control myself when I haven't fed in a while and you're so pretty the way you stand there and you look absolutely adorable when you're angry, but you're still kind of scaring me the way you're glaring at me like that."

I gaped.

D-did he...seriously...just...?

I couldn't think straight. My thoughts were incoherent.

He looked relieved now; like he'd just taken something off his chest that he'd been brooding over for weeks.

And not that I looked back on it, he had been staring at me a lot lately...and he hadn't spoken to me much.

Did that mean anything? I couldn't tell.

I was too busy staring at him; staring at that perfection. The beauty of his eyes, his face, his body. The perfection of him.

That was all I could think about; all I could see. I couldn't even form a coherent sentence. He seemed to find this amusing. I saw a smile tug at the corners of his lips.

"B-but...Alice...?" I eventually managed to stutter out.

He shook his head. "I...don't love her...as much anymore," he whispered. I could tell that it hurt him to say that; Alice had helped him so much. As he'd said before, Alice had given him hope.

And he was throwing it all away...for me.

I suddenly felt like crying.

Or kissing him.

Crying won. For at least the third time today, I felt the tears spill over my eyes and fall down my cheeks.

Jasper stepped forward hesitantly and reached out with his thumb to wipe the tears away. I automatically tilted my head into his touch; his icy skin wasn't a bother for me. I was always cold anyways.

He smiled brightly at me, and I blushed through my tears. What did this mean for us now? What was he going to do? What was I going to do? How was I going to explain all of this?

But my train of thought got very, very distracted all of a sudden, and I thought that I might just pass out.

Because at that moment, in a dark alleyway in Port Angeles at night, Jasper Hale, my golden angel, kissed me.

Alright, I know it seems like the perfect ending, but it's so not the end. ^^ There's more to come, folks. I just have to get it all written! But you probably won't see much of me; my dad's coming home tonight, so I'll be rather busy. Just thought I'd get this up for ya. ^^