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Disclaimer: Obviously I am not Stephanie Meyer because I do not have a hundredth of her talent. Therefore, I do not own Twilight or any of these characters. I wish I could have Jasper, though. I love him!!


(Bella's POV)

We arrived in Port Angeles after a silent--but pleasant--drive. Jasper took us to a little restaurant that looked expensive.

I have learnt a fact: all Cullens love to spend money.

We walked in together. It was very quiet and almost empty. We were seated and the waitress smiled at us–--meaning Jasper--and then set down our menus. Jasper, clearly not 'hungry', watched me scan the menu quickly. He ordered breakfast for me. Then, he silently watched me finish my breakfast.

'Ok, what now?' I said, excited.

Jasper smiled lovingly at me at my enthusiasm. His smile really was beautiful and cute. 'Check!' He said lightly and raised his hand. The cliché was cute when he did it. The waitress came running and we were out in a minute. We looked around.

'Would you like to just walk around a bit?' Jazzy asked me, clearly not affected by the cold.

'Sure, why not.' I said with a soft smile and put on my jacket. It helped. Now it was only freezing. Jasper looked down at me fondly, and then kissed me hard on the lips.

We wandered down the sidewalk, not knowing what to do. After only a minute, we came to a skate park. It was apparently 'known as one of the top skate parks within the Pacific Northwest', and that this skate park was a 'MUST for all intermediate and advanced skaters'. I continued down the street but Jasper pulled me back and looked at me, expectant.

'Oh, no! No, Jasper!' I said firmly and tried to back away. He didn't let me.

'Please……?' He gave me puppy dog eyes. No, can't give in!

'Jazzy, uncoordinated human girl here, remember? I'll fall and break my neck! I can't even skate well!' I screamed at him.

Jasper immediately sent me calming waves and I calmed down. He stepped closer and buried me in his arms. 'I'll catch you……' he promised. I lifted my head. His eyes twinkled and burned into my face. My heart suddenly stopped. Oh my God……he could dazzle! He chuckled.

After a moment of me standing in a daze before him, not responding, he looked concerned.

'Bella……are you alright? Your emotions just went haywire.' he asked, brushing a few stray hairs behind my up-do.

'Yes……I'm ok……' I sighed and tried to clear my head a little.

Jazzy pulled me quickly through the gate before us and into the large, no, huge skate park.

That cleared my head. This would be the death of me.

Jasper then took me to a black locker that was named 'This locker belongs to Jasper Hale. He'll murder you if you even touch his locker!'. I raised my eyebrows at Jasper. 'Why did you go all emo on this locker?' I questioned him. Jasper just shrugged. 'It's the only thing that could keep them out.' he spat out. 'Who's 'them'?' I asked. Jasper pointed to a band of girls. I immediately shut up.

They were wearing black fish-nets, torn clothing and combat boots. Typical Goths.

They saw us looking at them and walked over to us. Jasper swore, took two skateboards out of the locker, closed it and walked out of the room, pulling me in tow.

Jasper turned to me. 'Bella, skate with me for thirty minutes and then we can do whatever you'd like okay?' he requested. He won't demand or force me into anything I didn't like. I really loved him for that.

'Well……' I was thoroughly aware of the arriving Goths staring at me, no, looking me down.

'Ok. But I will fall.' I warned him.

'And as I said, I will catch you.' Jasper kissed me on the forehead and pulled me to hell, oops, skating ring.

I was just starting to get on the skateboard with Jasper when Jasper's phone rang.

'Hello...So...I don't care……I'll ask her, but for the time being, please leave us alone.' Jasper said into his phone.

'Alice just called me to apologize, and to say that she wants nothing more for me and you and her and Edward to remain friends. She asked if she could talk to you. Would you like to talk to Alice?' he asked, and I soaked in his every word.

'Alice', 'Edward' and the word 'talk' were the most potent, though. I shook my head. 'No.'

He cringed. 'Alice probably expected that. Are you planning on forgiving her?'

'Maybe, maybe not.' I whispered, really hurt. I didn't know whether I wanted to forgive her or not. A part of me wondered why Edward wasn't knocking at my door, apologizing night and day for his mistakes. Then it hit me, like a truck hits a deer.

'Jazzy……Edward isn't sorry, is he?' I spat, but my question was a statement.

He hung his head. "I'm sorry, Bella……'

Tears, each and every one of them reflecting the pain that Edward has put me through. Lucky that Jasper was there for me. Jasper's face reflected my own sadness, which melted very, very quickly to anger.

He laughed. 'Our lives suck right now huh?' he laughed again, bitterness evident in his voice.

'We're going to have a little talk with those two.' I muttered, angrier than I had ever been in my life. Jasper followed me. We got into my truck and sped off toward the Cullen estate.


I was kind of scared, on the way up to the Cullen house. I mean, Jasper was infuriated, and it showed. Don't get me wrong, I trust Jasper with my life, but something about the way he was angry kind of terrified me.

We arrived at the house. Alice, who had probably seen us coming, was sitting on a porch step, Edward at her side.

Seeing that sight made me almost want to cry. Jazzy, being the good boyfriend he is, sent me a wave of peaceful bliss, which I welcomed. I didn't want to lash out against them too harshly. Jazzy parked the truck and held my hand, smiling down at me, and his eyes said, 'Everything will be alright'. I gave a smile back, and we walked, hand in hand, to the betrayers.

'Bella……' Edward said, reaching out to touch my shoulder. His move made me absolutely angry once more. I hissed at him.

'Don't touch me, Cullen.'

He cringed at my sharp behaviour. I grinned inwardly.

'Bella, will you let me explain?' he asked, his eyes shut tight, his thumb and forefinger pinching the bridge of his nose.

He was exasperated at me?! I couldn't believe it!

To my right, Jazzy was arguing with Alice. I paid them no heed, since I was going to take care of Edward alone.

'Listen.' I spat at him, causing him to look up in alarm. 'I gave you my heart, Edward Cullen. You disposed of it. If you wanted to end it so badly, you could have damn well ended it. This is inexcusable and sick to start having an affair with your girlfriend's best friend. You left me and broke me into a thousand pieces. You have no part in my life any more. You told me to move on…remember? I'm never going to forgive you, if that's what you want. The only thing I'm going to do is for the sake of not breaking up your family--I'll agree to a truce. If I can stop my Jazzy from tearing you and Alice into pieces.' I added in a seething tone at the end.

If Edward could cry, he would be filling buckets right now. 'Bella…… I didn't mean for this to happen…… I really loved you, even now…… Please let me finish……' he begged me.

'You're crazy!' I screamed. "You can't have us both, and so you don't have to choose. I'm taking myself out of your life, as a girlfriend!'

'I understand.' he muttered, his voice breaking.

I flipped my hair back. 'I'm glad we've reached an agreement.'

Jasper was done with Alice as well, and she was left in the same state as Edward.

Jasper and I left without any other word. We started the truck and sped off back to my house.

When we got back at my house, I cried like there was no tomorrow. Jasper held me the entire time, holding me to his chest as I stained his sweater.

'Shhh, Bella. It's okay, that was rough on you, it was for me, too.'

Of course he knew exactly how awful I was feeling. That's a con of having an empathetic boyfriend.

'Does Edward hate me? I don't want him to hate me……I just wanted him to end it!' I cried out, sobbing even harder.

Jazzy sighed and sent me contentment. I really welcomed that. I stopped crying and just sat there, still shaking a little.

'Do you have any regrets that you ended up with me, Bella?' asked Jasper, who was now looking sadly at his feet, eyes blackening each and every second.

'Jasper! I don't have regrets! Being with you is the best thing that ever happened to me, never forget that.' I said, suddenly horrified at my behavior. Jasper smiled, sensing my emotions, and his now topaz-butterscotch eyes looked up to meet mine.

I gave him a reassuring smile, which he returned. He continued to stare at me, eyes sparkling slightly. I laughed and grabbed his arm. I intended to place it back around my waist but instead, he entwined his fingers with mine.

'Eyes on the road, Mr. Hale.' I warned softly.

He grinned and obeyed.

'Good boy.' I whispered and gave his hand a small squeeze.

After many silent minutes passed, we arrived home and as Jasper got out of the truck, he scooped me up into his arms, bridal style.

Jasper carried me to the living room, and gently put me down on the couch. He grabbed the remote control and sat down on the couch. He switched on the TV. 'So, what shall we watch?' he asked me kindly.

'Whatever.' I sighed with a smile.

'What are we watching?' he asked.

I glanced at the TV and laughed. 'Right now I am watching Sesame Street.' Jasper laughed. I hadn't watched cartoons since I was 8.

'You can watch whatever you want to watch.' he said.

'Then I say we watch Cookie Monster finding more cookies to eat." I said smiling up at him.

'Okay then.' Jasper said, clearly shocked. He pulled me into his lap and I rested my head on his shoulder.

As we watched cartoons I made myself a promise-- I wouldn't cry over Edward anymore. He didn't deserve my tears. Jasper and my loved ones were worth it, but they would never hurt me or make me cry.

I closed my eyes and listened to the antics of Elmo. I opened my eyes to see Jasper's beautiful topaz-butterscotch ones looking back at me. He was watching me instead of the cartoon.

'What?' I blushed.

'I thought you were asleep again. I was thinking that I should carry you back up.' We both smiled.

'I really need to catch up though. I haven't exactly had the best sleep of my life the last few months.'

'Me either.' He joked.

I giggled. 'I wouldn't guess so! I mean, it looks like you haven't slept in decades!'

'Ha ha. It sure feels like it.' he said as he rolled his eyes and looked back to the TV.

After watching the cartoon for about half an hour, it finally ended and I realized I was hungry. I gently climbed from Jasper's lap to go get some crackers. He grabbed my wrist lightly before I could leave and I turned around.

'Where you are going?' he questioned me.

'To go get some crackers, Jazzy.' I rolled my eyes and he let me go. I began walking to the kitchen again. 'Don't trip.' he said quietly.

'No promises.' I said playfully. Jasper grinned and turned off the TV.

I did, however, make it to the fridge and back, with a packet of crackers in hand.

I skipped back to his lap and quickly finished the packet of crackers. Jazzy wrapped his arms around my waist. He held me softly. I snuggled into his chest and fell asleep.