A/N: As Bella starts to trust Jasper she will be talking to him and letting him help her heal. Unlike the Bella in this story I never dreamed of going to college, cause I believed I was so dumb. Now as an adult I would love to go, but now I'm married to a man who don't think I need to go.
Chapter 4
Jasper's POV
Part of me so wanted to know everything there was to know about what my broken angel had been through, but deep down, I know a part of me was fine with her changing her mind. Soon enough everyone was gone, and I was left alone to think, while my angel slept.
I went and sat in the kitchen, so I would know as soon as she got up. I didn't want her sneaking out of the house before we could talk.I wanted to let her know that she could stay here as long as she liked with no strings attached.
As I sat there, I realized that the reason I thought of her as my broken angel was because she was indeed the one. Her soul called to mine, it was also, then I realized that I couldn't marry her, unless we were both deeply in love. I knew she didn't feel that way about me at this time.
I started making plans that would help me survive after I lost everything come this time next year. I knew with what money the restaurant made; I could support myself along with Bella and her child. It would mean getting a smaller place to live, but it would be manageable and that was all that matter to me.
Yes, I grew up in this house. I always had money for everything I wanted and more and up until last night, it all meant more to me than my own life. Finding my broken angel had made me see the world differently than ever before.
I slowly devised a plan to show her how much she means to me. I would gladly give up all these millions to have her in my life happy and healthy.
I glanced at the clock, and I was shocked to see it was almost six pm. I decided to get some dinner ready. That was one way I had cut back expenses already; I let the cook, and housekeeper go. I learned to cook in college, and if I wanted a clean dorm room, I had to do it myself. I found that I didn't mind picking up after myself and enjoyed cooking, it helped to relax me.
Not knowing the types of foods my broken angel liked, I decided to go with something healthy for her and the baby. It wasn't much just a simple fruit salad and a turkey and cheese sandwich. As I was sitting the salad on the table, I heard my angel's door open.
I wasn't sure what to say or how to act. Trying to make a person trust me along with like me at the same time, wasn't something I've done much in my life.
"Bella, I made us dinner, would you like to try and eat something? I have some juice in the fridge if you would like some." I asked as she came around the corner into the kitchen.
"Thank you sir, but I don't want to put you out any longer. I've slept more last night and today than I have in months. I'll get out of your way now," she informed me, as she headed to the side door.
"Bella you're not in my way. I want to help you, please try to let me help you. I promise I only want to be your friend," I pleaded, hoping she would not walk out the door taking my heart with her.
"How do I know what you say is true? I've been lied to my whole life. At least out on the street people tell you as it is and not what they think you want to hear," she answered sounding agitated.
"I can understand that trust is something that is earned not given. Please give me a chance to show you that I can be trusted." I pleaded with her again.
"Ok, but if you change your mind, please let me know, so I can leave on my own and not have you throw me out. I don't think I can take much more of people saying one thing and then doing another," she said firmly.
It was hard for me to think of her as a teenager, she sounded and acted like an adult. This has to be because she was forced to grow up so fast. I wanted to pull her in my arms telling her that everything would be alright, but would they? Could we have that happily ever after that everyone dreams about?
She sat down and picked at her food.
"Why do you want to me help?" she asked.
"You don't deserve this life you've been dealt. I know I can't change your past, but if you let me, I'll show you what living is all about, and it is not just surviving."
"How come that doctor lady said I was pregnant? I thought you couldn't get pregnant until you became a woman?" she asked looking down at the floor.
"I'm not sure how to answer that, but I'll do my best. I guess around the time you would'veturned into a woman you were impregnated. I hope that makes sense to you." I answered as calmly as possible.
"I guess it makes sense. I just didn't know that could happen. Is my baby going to be alright? Is that the reason I get so sick? What's going to happen when I have this baby? I'm too young to be a mother. I always wanted to go to college and make something out of myself and show my family; I'm not dumb, and I can make something of my life," she rambled on.
"We'll get through all this together, and I'll see to it that you finish high school, go to college, and become whatever your heart desires." I'd give her the moon if I could, and I know even if I lose everything I can and will still see her through school.
We talked for a bit more, before she went back to her room. A short time later Rose and Alice dropped by to check on her. They also brought her some clothes, so she wouldn't have to wear my sweats any more.
