A/N:Hello everyone! I am soooooooo sorry it has taken me so long to write this chapter. I had lost inspiration for this story for a while, and I had moved across country and had to start at a new school so I had been so busy. But finally I've managed to find some inspiration to continue this story. So here it is. Let me know what you think, good or bad, it all helps. Also I don't have a Beta or anyone to edit my work, so all errors and mistakes are mine. Feel free to comment any mistakes I've made so i can go back and correct it. And to anyone who had already tried to read this chapter, I am sincerely sorry about the coding. I'm not sure why that happened

~Jess~

Chapter 4 – Keep On Running

I tried so hard it isn't funny
Tell me how I, how I should have done it
And I keep on looking
Will you tell me something
How long do I have to keep on running, running?
Andy Bull- Keep On Running

Jasper P.O.V

Bella's birthday was an absolute horror show. I couldn't help but feel guilty even though I never actually tried to harm Bella. I would never intentionally or consciously cause harm to her. I was trying save her. Her blood surprisingly isn't tempting for me, at least not in the sense of draining her. It actually had quite a different effect. It didn't make me hungry, no, it turned me on!

I didn't know what it was about her, but she drew me in like a moth to a flame. Edward knew of this and he made sure to keep 'his Bella' as far away from me as possible. From the moment he met Bella he made sure she and I had minimal contact. Any time I attempted to approach Bella, Edward would always interfere, whisking her away claiming he wanted alone time with her. It seemed a little to coincidental for it to be just Edward's doing so at times I made the decision to talk to Bella with no actually intent on carrying it out, just to see what would happen. Sure enough Edward is there taking Bella away to play piano for her or to see the meadow, even if she was in the middle of a discussion with Esme or playing games with Emmet. After that it became clear that it wasn't just Edward keeping Bella away from me, but Alice too. I wasn't sure how to feel about this revelation, but to know Alice didn't trust me with Bella hurt. But then again, Alice and I hadn't ever really had a great relationship.

I knew Alice was never my true mate, I never felt that deep unbreakable bond between us that I could sense from the other couples. I did love Alice though, just not as strongly as a mate would. From her emotions I knew I made her happy, but I never really felt the all-encompassing love that Esme and Carlisle or Rosalie and Emmet felt for each other. The longer we were together the less strongly we felt for each other. By the time Bella had arrived, Alice and I were nothing more than close friends, unbeknownst to the rest of the family who thought we were still happily married and in love.

Even though Alice and Edward kept me away from Bella, I still came to care for her deeply and developed an intense need to protect her. During the time that led up to Bella's 18th, Alice's emotions kept flicking between anticipation, contempt, excitement, impatience, jealousy and joy. I could usually work out what was going on by someone's emotions but with Alice's crazy cocktail of emotions, I was stumped. I had no idea and that made me uneasy. Bella's party came and was going well, right up until she cut her finger open. It only took a fragment of a second for me to feel to shift in Edward's emotions, mild hunger flared into full blown blood-lust. My need to protect Bella reared its head, and as I moved to pull Bella away Edward heard my intention in my mind adding possessiveness and hostility to Edward's emotion. His thirst had taken him over and in an attempt to keep Bella from me he threw her behind him, into a table of crystal plates.

I knew the moment Edward smelt the new blood because he attention shifted from me to Bella, I leapt forward at Edward to knock him away but he saw my move in my mind and threw me across the room into the piano. The resulting crash had snapped Edward out of his haze, but I still leapt for him again only to be caught by Emmet and Rosalie. Edward instantly used this to his advantage, pinning blame on me. Accusing me of being the one to lose control and he was only protecting Bella, so that the family didn't find out about his slip in his supposedly perfect control. I was escorted outside to 'calm down' as Carlisle stayed behind to clean Bella up. Alice came outside shortly after and the first thing I noticed was the anger, disappointment and irritation in her emotions. I went to approach Alice but she just gave me a glare and a curt, "Fuck off," before running off into the forest. Edward had already taken Bella home by the time I went back inside so I just went up to my study and thought of all the ways I might be able to apologise to Bella, because even though I wasn't going to hurt her she didn't know that, and I was able to feel her terror and panic.

Edward and Alice kept me from seeing her and apologising, then a few days after the incident he told us we had to leave for Bella's safety and that no one was to see her or check in on her because she broke up with Edward and her request was to never see any of the family again.

We moved to Alaska to stay with the Denali's and not soon after that Alice came storming into the lounge room where I sat watching TV since the rest of the family was hunting.

"It's all your fault!" she yelled at me.

"What is?" I asked as calmly as possible, sending waves of calm over her. I'd felt her anger at me building over the last few hours, so I was expecting this confrontation.

"Do not do that shit to me Jasper! You know I hate it!" She glared at me until I stopped, then she continued, "You changed the future, I had set the party up perfectly and it had worked, but you must have done something wrong at the last minute because now the future isn't right," She was practically whining now.

"What on earth are you talking about?" I asked, confused.

"Bella's 18th! I had set it all up, and it happened exactly the way it was supposed to! You attacking Bella and her and Edward splitting. He was supposed to leave her and when he came back she'd be so desperate for him that she'd listen to anything he said just so he'd stay with her. The vision I had was of Bella as a vampire and Edwards mate. She was perfect, she was everything Edward could want and she would do anything I asked to keep Edward and me happy!" I was horrified by what I was hearing, "But now the futures changed and I can't see her with Edward or us anymore, I can barely see her at all anymore," She cried and stomped her foot like a child would when they didn't get what they wanted. I realised at this moment just how much she behaved like a spoilt child.

"Then Bella must have made a decision that altered the future, I don't see how that could possibly be my fault," I was past frustrated with her at this point and just wanted to end the conversation not to mention the disgust I felt towards her for how she was expecting Bella to act like a complete puppet once Bella reunited with Edward.

"It is! It has to be! It's always been your fault when things go wrong! So you must of done something wrong at the party, attacked her to soon, or maybe you didn't attack her the right way," I was appalled by her blame on me for this, and that she actually went so far as to plan for the attack to get the future she wanted. I stared at her blankly waiting for her to finish what she was going to say, "I'm sorry Jasper, but I can't be with you anymore."

That shocked me, "What do you mean?" I'm not sure what I had been expecting her to say but I know that it hadn't been that.

"I can't be with someone who keeps making mistakes and can't control himself, I can't keep babysitting you," she said, sounding disappointed in me.

"Alice, you can't be serious! What happened at Bella wasn't even my fault!"

"I'm sorry Jasper, but this is the decision that I see the best possible future from for me," that hurt, that she would rely on her vision that weren't even set to tell her what to do, also I didn't miss the 'for me in that statement. It was the future that was best for her, not everyone else, "I've already had the divorce put through, and we are no longer married. I took the liberty to pack your bags before this discussion, I saw how it would end so I packed so you could leave sooner."

"Leave? What do you mean? Where am I supposed to go?"

"I don't know, I can't see that. But you can't stay here anymore. You can't keep hurting the Cullen's with your mistakes, Esme especially. You have an hour before they return, you best leave before they get here."

With that she left. I collapsed on the ground, tearless sobs wracking my body. I wasn't too upset by Alice leaving me. I had been expecting that for a while, but what she said about the family and how I kept hurting them cut deep.

I sat on the ground for half an hour before looking at the bag Alice packed for me. Everything she had packed was the designer clothes she always made me wear so I emptied that bag and put my jeans and plain t-shirt in. I then got changed into similar attire, put my cowboy boots on. I went into my study and grabbed my few belonging from my human life and packed them then packed my Stetson last.

I wasn't sure where to go, I had called the Cullen's family for the past 70 years and anywhere where they called home was home to me too. So I decided to just start running, not to think about where I was heading, just go where ever my legs carried me. I ran continuously all over America for nearly 5 months only stopping to feed. Over those months there was many time that I thought of Bella, realising that I missed her despite how little I knew her. I wondered how she was, what she was up to and most of all if she ever thought of me or missed me too. It was during one of those times of thinking about Bella that I got a call from my brother Peter, telling me I needed to go to the Volturi right now. And as much as I loathed the Volturi, I knew Peter wouldn't send me there unless it was important, so I ran to the nearest airport and caught the first available flight to Italy.

When I got to Volterra I was intercepted by some of the Volturi Guard and escorted into the castle. As we went along the corridors, a feeling deep in my chest started forming. A pull that was almost painful, like a magnet in my chest drawing me to a destination that I didn't know. It was then that I noticed a familiar scent, one that I'd never be able to forget.

The doors to the throne room swung open and I saw her. Thinner and paler than the last time I saw her, but it was still her. I thought I'd never see her again, but seeing her in front of me reminded me of how much I had missed her.

My throat constricted so all I was capable of was a faint whisper, "Bella."