Summary: Bella has nothing, while he has everything. She was kicked out of the place she called home to live on the streets. Without love, without people who care, she is reduced to believing everyone will hurt her given the chance. He is her polar opposite. She is poor, he is rich. She lives in a a small corner underground near a subway station, he lives in a mansion-like home. He has friends who he trusts. She wears a small padlock around her neck. A/H.

Pairing: Bella/Jasper

Will the story be a happy or dark one? Definitely dark. May add a pinch of humor, and Jasper may bring light to the story.

Why do I write stories where the guy is always good and the girl is bad?

I find it's over used. Bad guy turns good because of good girls. It's like, Come the fuck on! It isn't just guys suffering in the world. There are girls that live on the streets, there are girls that have killed people, there are girls that live a fucking dark life because they have been traumatised. Well, this is my story. So we'll spice it up by playing with my rules.

All my loyal reviewers - I love you. Excuse my little bitch fit lol.

Oh, I forgot to warn you!

This story involves drug abuse! Abuse forms may vary.. I'm not sure about lemons.. DO you want lemons? I pretty much suck at them.

Oh and YES! This will be a Bella/Jasper romance.

Our thoughts compresses,
Which makes us blessed,
And makes for stormy weather.

Jasper POV.

I watched her, feeling like a low life stalker. It was like she saw something when he suddenly veered off of her path and to a tall tanned guy.

I couldn't hear what was being said, but as soon I saw the exchange, I knew what was going on. She walked to the bathroom, and later on walked out with a small smile on her face. She slightly stumbled past the door, then walked as tall as her petite height would let her.

Her smile faltered, before it was replaced with a smirk. A large group of guys noticed her and had started walking in her direction. I crept closer and closer, within hearing distance. I could practically grab her and run.

It's what I wanted to do. Something bad was going to go down right here and now, and the only logical thing I could think of when I saw all the guys was Gang.

What hadn't this little half-pint got caught up in?

"Look guys, it's Bella." One of the guys sneered.

"Hows it going, Levin?" Another one mocked, his eyes darkening. So her name was Bella Levin? Intersting. Quite exotic.

She stood her ground, sliding her feet shoulder distance apart. She was ready to take them down if need be. I found myself getting into a protective stance before mentally slapping myself.

Get a grip, she doesn't need you. Not yet. Just watch her and make sure she's safe.

"How's the hangout? Still trashed like I left it for ya?" She laughed lightly. Did she have a death wish? If I were in her position I'd be trying to make friends, allies, people who wouldn't hurt me. And here she was, trashing gangs hangout's?

She was definitely a walk on the wild side.

I, on the otherhand, always played it safe.

I turned my homework in on time, I avoided the fighting circuit when I could, I was polite to people, I treated them with respect and got it returned.

I Wasn't a nerd. Far from it, not sounding conceited, but I had my fair share of girls, my share of fights that were unavoidable, and at the top of the list of 'Do Not Screw With'.

We had money, lots of it. Probably one of the reasons we were all so popular. Me and Rose. Actually, all my friends were quite well off.

It made me wonder why I was following her.

"I knew it was the little slut!" The bald one hissed, taking a lunge at her Something inside me cracked lightly. I flicked my wrists, twisting the blood movement around inside of their leader, forcing him to hold the other back. His eyes widened, but he tried to dismiss it.

"Hey you know the rules, if you actually call them sluts, they won't sleep with you!" He laughed, making the rest of them laugh.

"Please, I wouldn't touch you with a ten foot pole." That girl didn't know when to stop. She was so stubborn.

"That's not what you'll be saying later.." The one I had manipulated said in a sing song voice.

"Yeah, sure. You won't be able to say anything soon." She threatened. Please stop it, just walk away.

"Baby, you won't be able to say anything. Your throat'll be raw."

"I'll be yelling at you?" I smiled at his.

"You'll be screaming for me." He corrected. My smile fell and I felt sick, one glance at who I now knew was Bella, I could tell she felt rather sick too.

"Like I said, ten foot pole." She said, her voice guarded before turning to leave.

"Boss, she's getting away!"

I saw her stiffen for a millisecond, before it was dismissed and she was suddenly sprinting for a safe location. Most likely the alleys.

"Get back here, street rat!" Their leader yelled angrily.

I was running a few feet behind them, they were all to pre occupied with Bella they didn't bother about the extra set of footfalls.

"Gotcha!" I whipped my head to see Bella being held off of the ground by her wrist. The guy only needed one hand to lift her in the air, and it really made me wonder how light she must be. Definitely under a hundred pounds.

"Wat'cha going to do now, sweetie? Those powers didn't come in handy last time." He was proud. Even from this distance, I could see the pieces snap together in her head. I had to squeeze my eyes shut, trying to pretend it wasn't the worst that had happened. But I knew it had.

"That was you?" She hissed dangerously. His grip must have loosened, because she was suddenly kicking him in the chest with both of her feet.

His grip let go completely and he staggered back, falling on his ass.

"Get her!" He yelled at his little groupies. I watched as she stood rooted to the spot. The familiar blue was coursing around her hands in a violent manner. She took down the first two in the blink of an eyes, followed by the second two who were a lot bigger than her.

She had to be fighting for a long time to be this good. I could see the murderous intent in her eyes, so I decided to step in. I had to physically envision what I was doing, small things I could use my mind for, bigger things, like manipulating a few peoples blood stream I needed to use my hands for.

She was suddenly pouncing up a street light, absorbing the energy and using it as a charge. I knew I had stepped in at the right time.

"The fuck? I can't move!" "Me either! What did you do freak!"

Her head whipped in my direction, as if she knew someone was standing there. I froze myself, almost letting the 'Gang' go.

"Jason?" I felt my heart sink when she couldn't remember my name.

"Jasper." I corrected sullenly.

"Right." She looked at my out stretched limb. "Are you stalking me?" She hissed.

"Sure, I save your ass and you ask if I'm stalking you. Your head screwed on too tight?" I snipped back.

"Hey, I was doing fine on my own!" She defended.

Yeah, she was. She was doing fucking well. It made me wonder how long she's had to live on the streets. How long she's had to scrape by. What she's had to do. I didn't want to think about it. But maybe, If I could get her to trust me, I could help her. Maybe even save the little lost girl.

"That's why you had to recharge." It was the only comment I could think of that would hold my tongue.

"Another freak? When do they stop? What? they breeding you now?" The leader of their stupid little bicycle gang interjected. Bella growled, she slammed her feet against the ground, stomping toward him. I could practically feel the dark aura surrounding her. I didn't want to use my power on her, but I also didn't want her to feel the guilt of taking someone's life.

I had to make her stop. So I did.

I could feel my grip on her faltering, loosening as she tried her hardest to wriggle out of it. I Raised my other hand, trying to root her to the spot she stood. She fought like no one else had, and I found myself being drained before I had to release her.

"You did that to me?" She growled. I hated having the murderous glare pointed at me.

"It was necessary, you can not go around hurting people just because they hurt you." Why couldn't she understand? No matter how bad someone is, they always have some good in them somewhere. I knew Bella had good in her somewhere too. I was going to find it.

"So it's okay for them to attack me, but I can't fight back? You ever heard of an eye for an eye?" She growled dangerously.

"..Tooth for a tooth." I finished forlornly. "That doesn't make it right. You don't need to stoop down to that level."

I released everyone else from my grip and they took off screaming about another freak.

"You're not that bad." I whispered, hoping she would somehow see some sense and realize it.

"What would you know?" She was angry again.

"More than you think." Damn it! I had to go and sound like a creep. That stuff works better in movies.

"Oh? You expect me to have a break down, you comfort me, we become best friends, fuck each others brains out? Sure, then we'll go watch the purple moon and lay in pink grass." She said sarcastically.

I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose. I didn't want to use her. Why couldn't she believe that someone, me, wanted to help her?

"You have to be so vulgar? I wasn't looking for.. sex." I finished uncomfortably. I wasn't a virgin, but I'd only had sex a few times. It was uncomfortable that she thought it was all I wanted. I shifted from right foot to the left. "We're the same. Me and you, we can both do things. You control electricity, I control water. That's what I just did, a majority of the body is made up of water, that's how I did it."

I hoped to my best extent that I had explained it well enough.

"You know what happens when you put water and electricity together?" She glared, her voice as cold as icy. I found that tone made my throat close and I couldn't breathe. "The person with the water gets killed." She left my threat at that, turning back in the direction of the mall.

I followed.

"So, where are we going? I figure I should tag along. You know, so you don't kill anyone." I tried to joke.

"Wouldn't be the first time." She tried to shake me off. I froze for a second. She had killed people?

"You know, most people in your situation would have just killed themselves. You know, get it over with." I hated the thought of her being dead, but it was logical.

It was her turn to freeze mid step again. She turned to me, hands on her hips.

"You don't know me, don't pretend to. No one is fucking better than me." I winced at her language.

I added a little extra to show our little Bellsy is a real tough bitch and will do anything to survive.

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Crushed Hale.x