Lagniappe

Chapter 4. What'chu Says?
Isabella Swan

WARNING: slightly angst. Very heart breaking.

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I tried my hardest not to make a sound as I crept my way into my dorm.

Being Isabella Swan, klutz extraordinaire that I am, I tripped on something and made Rosalie's phone go flying to the cold, tile floor with a loud thud. I knew it wasn't broken so I picked it up at set it back on her desk that resided beside the door I had just entered.

By the time I turned around Rosalie was already sitting straight up in bed like Dracula in his coffin, glaring at me with her arms crossed over her chest.

"Where were you?" Rose hissed as I threw my messenger bag onto my bed and shed off my clothes. I had taken a shower back at jasper's place so I planned on just sliding into bed and passing out.

"Do you know what time it is?" she barked again at me, gripping her alarm clock in her hand.

"Five thirty? Somewhere around there." I shrugged with a large yawn and slid into bed after slipping off my jeans and socks.

"Mhmm. Five thirty." Rose growled as I turned my back to her and snuggled into my sheets. "Where. Were. You?"

She was lucky I even fucking came back after how she had acted earlier that night. I could have stayed in bed with Jasper all night and slept with him all day since tomorrow was Friday and I didn't have any classes but I forced Jasper to get out of bed and drive me over here so she wouldn't have to worry when she woke up in the morning.

I was seriously contemplating calling Jasper to make a U turn and telling him to come and pick me up.

"BELLA!"

"You are not my mother!" I sat up, really pissed now.

We stared each other down, my eyes narrowing at her when she tried to intimidate me with a little glaring contest.

"Did you fuck him?" she huffed, crossing her arms over her chest.

I gaped at her, mouth wide open and gasped in shock at her honesty.

"Well?" she waved her hand for me to speak. "Did you?"

I cleared my throat and shook my head before rolling back onto my side, my back facing her and rolled myself into my quilt that smelled like home.

"I don't see how that is any of your business."

I yawned and stretched my arms as Rosalie fumed form the other end of the room. I was still totally uninterested.

"It's my business because Jasper is my cousin," she answered as if that were the answer to everything.

"Just because you're related to him doesn't mean-"

"He's engaged, Bella!" Rose finally cut me off, her eyes looking at me with a sad expression.

"W-what?" I stuttered.

I felt as though someone had just kicked me in the gut.

She had to be lying. She was lying. Jasper wouldn't do that to me. He couldn't. We had just…I had…I…

I felt sick thinking about it.

"Y-you're lying…" I whispered under my breath and looked up at her through narrowed eyes.

She was staring back at me, shaking her head back and forth. Her eyes held such a deep sadness. That sadness…was meant for me. Her heart was breaking…for me.

"Her name is Kate," Rosalie shook her head again and flung her light pink comforter off of her pajama clad legs. "They met in high school…Jasper asked her to marry him right before he left Dallas to come here." her tone was somber as she spoke.

I felt my eyes flickering back and forth as I tried to calculate everything that she had just said. It didn't match up to everything that had just happened a few moments ago. It couldn't have.

"No," I struggled out as hot tears began to stream down my face. "Prove it."

"Bella you are just setting yourself up for more-"

"SHOW ME YOU AREN'T LYING!" I yelled through grit teeth, the tears rolling down even harder now.

Rose let out a deep sigh before lugging herself out of bed and pulling her phone that I had dropped a few minutes ago off her night stand. She tapped the screen a couple of times before walking over to me and flipping her hand so I could catch the view of the screen in her hand.

The screen held a picture of a couple.

There was a woman, probably around my age if not a couple of years older, with long, white blonde hair. She was laughing, showing off her perfect white teeth and gleaming eyes. She was being held by a happy looking Jasper who held her, his arms wrapped around her chest, his lips touching her cheek. Her hand left hand covered his, showing a large diamond ring settled comfortably on her ring finger.

It was an engagement announcement.

I let out a low sob, pushing the picture away from me.

"I'm sorry, Bella." Rose whispered, turning off her phone. "I should have told you…but I didn't think you would-"

"Sleep with him?" I chuckled darkly as I wiped away any stray tears.

Rose pursed her lips together and looked away from me in the darkened room. The only light in the entire moon was coming form her iDeck station, giving off a light blue glow. I felt sick.

I lurched off my bed and sprinted towards the bathroom, barely making it to the toilet in time to spew everything I had eaten at Jasper's.

I shuddered at the thought of his name and flushed the toilet. I felt something cool press against my forehead. I turned my head a little to see it was Rose, pressing a cool towel to my forehead before she reached over in the tiny restroom to flip on the light.

Tears spilled like water running from a faucet as rose stared down at me with sympathetic eyes. I didn't want her sympathy.

I wish I had my night back.

I wish I had never met Jasper Hale.

I wish I wasn't lying.

"You know," I chuckled darkly and leaned my head against Rosalie's shoulder when she leaned down to wipe off my face. "I've been cheated on before….but to be the cheat-e….that's pretty low."

"I know. I'm so sorry, Bella." Rose whispered as I sat back on my heels.

"What am I gunna do?" I groaned and let my head sink into my hands.

"I could tell him to go-"

"No! Please, Rose!" I pleaded with her pathetically and clung onto her arm. "Just…just let me do this on my own, alright?"

Rose quirked an eyebrow at me.

"What are you going to do? Slap him in the middle of the courtyard? Kick him in the nuts? Oh! I know! You could…no never mind. I think that's illegal." she tapped her chin. "I could assist with a major beat down, though!"

"Poor Kayla…" I whispered and shook my head somberly.

"Her name is Kate."

"Whatever. I did this to an innocent woman…" I felt more tears begin to pour as I thought of a young woman heartbroken just as badly as I had been in the past.

"Ha!" Rosalie barked. "She isn't exactly innocent, Bella."

"What do you mean?" I asked slightly confused and stood up to walk back into our room area.

"She's a total bitch!" Roaslie snapped. Not towards me, but more like she was trying to talk to this Kate person. "She thinks she's so fucking perfect just because…" Rosalie's eyes grew dark, lethal almost as she stared out our window and flipped off the bathroom light behind her.

"Never mind." she shook her head.

"Just because what?" I asked, sliding into bed.

My body felt heavy and drained form the crying and utter disgust I felt. I had never been so…deceived. I had really thought Jasper had liked me.

"Bella." Rosalie scolded, sending cold daggers my way.

I sighed in defeat and huddled up in my blankets. Rosalie walked over to close the curtains on our window since the sun was already starting to rise and walked over to stand beside my bed.

"Scoot." Rosalie waved her hand at me. I obliged and opened my blanket up for her to crawl into the tiny bed with me.

Rose and I had only known each other for a short time, but she already knew when I needed some major comforting. She wrapped her tiny arms around me as I pressed my forehead against her shoulder and let my tears flow.

After a full hour of crying and Rosalie's reassurance that she would kill Jasper for me at any moment, I collapsed, completely exhausted from the entire night.

That night…I dreamt of home and Jasper Hale.

…

In the weeks that passed I had been able to successfully avoid any form of contact with Jasper. The day after Rose had told me that Jasper was engaged, he had texted, called, emailed and instant messaged me at least a million times each. I never responded to any of them and soon he began to pester Rosalie.

Rosalie was itching to tell him off, give him a good kick in the ribs…I think she would have even settled for stomping on his toe or something, but I had to practically hold her back. The constant pestering on Jasper's part wasn't helping matters either.

I told Rose to convince Jasper into thinking my phone was broken and laptop had broken down. Every time he wanted to come over, he was nice enough to call and tell Rose, giving me enough time to sneak away just in the nick of time.

Soon, I was becoming tired of all the secrecy and hiding but Jasper didn't seem to be relenting at all.

I felt I had some success. I hadn't seen or talked to Jasper in almost three weeks…and it was killing me.

"He's going to catch up to you," Rose sang from her spot on her bed.

Books for class and snacks littered her bright pink comforter as she looked over at me. I wasn't any better.

"No he won't."

I shook my head but kept my focus concentrated on the last paragraph of the chapter I had been assigned for history, chewing on the tip of a highlighter.

"I think he might have even stopped by the Admin's office to get a copy of your schedule the other day," she chuckled darkly and took a sip of her water.

"H-he what?" the highlighter fell out of my mouth as I gaped at her.

"Yeah," she nodded and went back to flip the page of her issue of Cosmo. I never understood how she could focus on both.

"He's such a douche. I heard him talking to Kate the other day on the phone. It sounded like they were fighting and he hung up on her! Can you believe that?"

I snorted loudly as my heart silently cracked a little bit more. The image of Jasper really being with someone else hadn't totally set in until that very moment.

Rose heard him talking to her.

He was still involved with her.

"He cheats on her with your roommate and you think him hanging up on her is bad?"

Rose's voice became softer as I kept my eyes on my book. I had already finished the paragraph, but if I looked up I knew Rose's eyes would be filled with sympathy and pity.

"You could do much better, Bella." I heard the flip of her another page of her magazine and took that as a sign of safety.

I looked up and slammed my thick book shut. I took a deep breath, trying to hold back any tears that were threatening to spill over and sighed. I knew I should have been over it by now; after almost four weeks of crying over someone, you would think I would be dry of all liquids in my body…but when nightfall came, I couldn't help but cry myself to sleep.

Some nights it got so bad, Rosalie had to crawl into bed with me just to hold me together.

I shuttered at the thought and shook my head clean of any of the horrible memories.

I carefully crawled off my bed, making sure I didn't send any of my books flying to the floor and began to gather them in my arms. Right as I was about to set them on my desk, a knock came to the door.

"Could you get that," Rose asked, staring at some article about Jennifer Ashton being pregnant and scanning over a paragraph on multiple personality disorders. "It's probably the Chinese food I ordered."

Rose wanted to be a therapist.

What a laugh!

I huffed loudly as I let my books just crash onto my desk and walked over to unlatch the door, not even bothering to look through the peephole. Big mistake.

Jasper stood in front of my door. He looked terrible. His once, long, shiny, golden locks were now a dull, muted blonde and were tangled into a knotted mess on top of his head. The jeans he wore looked as if he hadn't changed them in days; his shirt was the same. His eyes were rimmed with deep, purple bruises telling me he hadn't slept much lately.

He looked a mess.

"J-Jasper?" I rasped out.

Jasper's lips turned up into a pathetic, half smile. He looked too weak to even be standing, much less smiling.

"Bella! Thank God you're alright! Rosalie wouldn't tell me where you had been and then she said your phone died and-"

"Why are you here Jasper?" I heard my tone go cold.

"Why am I here?" his face twisted up into confusion. "Bella I came because I was worried about you. That night after I dropped you off we were okay but now-"

"Did you tell your fiancé about what happened the other night?" I growled, gripping the door so tightly beneath my fingers I thought I would shatter the flimsy piece of wood.

Jasper's face fell the instant I mentioned the word fiancé, but soon turned into a violent shade of red.

"What did Rosalie tell you?" Jasper's voice sounded deadly as he tried to look over me and into the room.

Rosalie popped up right on her cue.

"What is this ass-wipe doing here?"

Rosalie crossed her arms over her shoulder, pursing her lips into a tight line. She was definitely not happy to see him here. I wondered if she treated him like this every time she saw him since the night me and Jasper had sex.

"What did you tell her about-"

"About what?" Rose interrupted viciously. "About your soon-to-be wife or-"

"You don't know what the fuck you are talking about and you shouldn't be spewing your dumb shit to her!" Jasper's lovely southern accent was completely gone as he shouted, now turning a horrid shade of purple.

His voice was completely different from how I had ever heard him speak before and his actions matched his new found personality. He lurched forward growling something under his breath about knocking one over Rosalie's head but I blocked his path, sending him death glares.

"Get. Out. Of. My. Way, Bella." Jasper ground out through grit teeth.

"Yeah, Bella," Rosalie coaxed, she seemed totally unphased. "Let him through."

"Cut it out!" I snapped under my breath.

Jasper let out a low snort.

"You too!" I growled at Jasper.

Jasper's face fell when he saw my cold face and I visibly saw the anger drain form him, instantly being replaced with remorse.

"Oh my god," Jasper whispered in horror. "Bella I'm so sorry. I didn't-"

"Just leave," I croaked out painfully. "Go call your girlfriend. Fiancé. Whatever she is."

I moved to close the door on him, but his large hand swung out to catch it. Jasper's sad eyes stared down at me. He looked as if he were in as much pain as I was.

I had missed Jasper so much and yet he had broken every part of me. How could I miss someone I had only just met….?

"Bella, me and Kate aren't-"

"BULLSHIT!" Rose interrupted for the hundredth time. "I heard you talking to her the other day in the-"

"Will you shut up! No one wants to listen to you spew your dumb misinterpretation of a fucking conversation!" Jasper snapped back.

"You're so full of sh-"

"SHUT UP!" I finally screamed. "The both of you!"

I turned back to look up at Jasper's fuming form.

"You need to leave." I stated in finality.

"Bella, please," Jasper begged. "Could we just go somewhere? Alone?" he nodded his head towards Rosalie who made a loud Hmph! and stormed off into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.

I rolled my eyes but stayed in my place.

"Why should I?" I asked coldly, placing my hands on my hips. "You lied to me already? Why should I believe anything you say now?"

"Because I didn't lie to you!" Jasper fought back gently. His eyes were brimmed with anger and sadness as he spoke. "Rosalie doesn't know what's goin' on back home." his accent was back as he calmed down.

Maybe it was an anger thing?

I couldn't stand the look of Jasper any longer. It wasn't that he repulsed me or some bitchy shit like that. It was the fact that it looked like the poor guy hadn't slept in weeks or eaten a decent meal. He probably hadn't showered anytime soon either.

"Alright," I sighed, giving in. "Where do you want to go?"

Jasper's face lit up as I grabbed my messenger bag from Rosalie's desk right beside the door and slid into those hideous fur lined boots of Rose's that she had left right there. We wore the same size and she really wouldn't care. She had a million pairs.

"I know the perfect place to go," Jasper nodded with a large grin. "You might wanna put on a coat though."

I grabbed the thick, insulated leather jacket I had off my desk chair and flung it on before securing my bag onto my shoulder.

"I'll be back in a few, Rose!" I called to her as I closed the door behind me.

I think Jasper and I both knew Rosalie wouldn't be happy about me leaving with him so we both sprinted towards the elevator. I wasn't quite sure about how I felt about this either. I fidgeted with my bag once Jasper and I made our way into the vacant elevator and stood there totally alone.

"Where are we going?" I asked flatly as I stared down at the hideous boots on my feet.

"You'll see."

Jasper's voice wasn't enthusiastic or happy. He sounded sad as he spoke, but I didn't look up at him, for fear of giving in and kissing him. Flashes of the last time we had kissed swirled through my head, making my head spin.

I took a deep breath through my nose and steadied myself when the elevator stopped and we walked out. After making our way out into freezing cold, Jasper lead me towards the long sidewalk.

I guessed we were walking and didn't question it, even though my entire body screamed in protest, begging to get out of the cold. I pressed my lips together and kept silent as we walked side by side. Jasper had to shorten his stride to keep at my pace or else I would have had to jog to keep up with him as he lead the way.

I really couldn't understand how New York could be so damned cold during the middle of august. I'm sure it wasn't any colder than fifty right now, but I was freezing. To New Yorkers it was a perfect night for a stroll. To me, it was cuddle weather.

I had lost track of time by the time we had stopped. It had only felt like we had been walking for a few minutes when Jasper had stopped me.

We were in the middle of Central Park.

Rosalie had taken me here to run with her a few weeks back but she could jog laps around me easily. I had just let her go ahead of me and waked along the long strip of concrete, admiring people who were walking their dogs, mothers playing with their children and elderly couples who held hands and gazed up at each other lovingly.

All in all it had been a pretty great scene…but this. This was totally different.

On ever single tree that lined the edge of the side walk strip, there were string lights wrapped around the trunk, making the once dark night look brighter than day. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.

"Wow," I whispered.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Jasper said quietly beside me.

I nodded in response and stood there like an idiot. There were young couples mine and Jasper's age strolling along hand in hand quietly but not many people were out.

"You wanna maybe sit down?"

Jasper motioned towards a vacant bench a few feet away. I nodded and sat down before he did. We sat there for a minute, quietly taking in our surroundings…but I could still feel the tension.

"Rosalie got it wrong," Jasper whispered quietly.

I shook my head.

"She showed me your engagement announcement." I rebuked.

Jasper let out a long sigh.

"Bella…it's complicated."

"Jasper," I looked up at him, my tone dead serious. "You and I had sex. Don't you think I deserve at least a little bit of information."

Jasper turned his face away form me this time. He looked down at the side walk or up at the ceiling, trying to keep his eyes off of mine as best he could.

"I didn't think…" he let his sentence trail off.

"You didn't think what?" my voice was hesitant.

Jasper took a deep breath, sending swirls of white into the cold air and turned back to stare down at me. His eyes were warm but serious.

"I didn't think it was just sex."

My eyes widened at his words as I felt my muscles stiffen. I couldn't even breathe.

"Kate was my first everything," Jasper began. "She was my first kiss, my first love, my first time…everything. I thought she was perfect. I mean sure, she had faults, just like everyone else does but I never saw them. In my eyes she was flawless and I thought I loved her,"

My throat grew a lump in it the size of a grapefruit as I tried to swallow it down and breathe.

"You thought you loved her?" I questioned accusingly.

"Just let me finish, okay?"

I nodded for him to continue and he did.

"I thought I loved her. And so I proposed to her. She said yes and we planned a big ass Dallas wedding before I headed off to school here in New York," he snorted at his own words and rolled his eyes. "That's when I found out Kate was sleeping with my best friend."

My entire body froze.

Jasper stared forward, not looking at me and clasped his hands together with a smug smile on his lips. He looked almost amused.

Didn't the memories hurt him?

"Turns out, Kate had been whorin' around since the day we met. She never waned me. The only reason we had ever met was because my Uncle was dead set on us being together." his eyes rolled again at the thought.

"Your uncle?" I asked confused.

Jasper straightened out in the bench but kept his hands in his lap.

"My dad died when I was fifteen," Jasper whispered but his tone seemed even. "My father's brother, Carlisle, kind of took me under his wing after that."

"Carlisle? That's Rosalie's dad right?"

"Yeah. When my dad died he stayed down in Dallas to raise me and my brother for a couple of years," Jasper smiled smugly up at me. "That's why Rosalie hates me so much. At first she acts all lovey-dovey like the day I arrived here, but on the inside she's just waitin' to attack me or Alec."

"Alec?"

I had never heard that name before.

"My younger brother, back home." Jasper smiled lightly as he stared off into space.

I nodded and contemplated what Jasper had just told me about. Rosalie's dad had left her and her mom all alone for a few years to go and be with some distant family members. Why? What was his reason?

He left his entire family behind to take care of kids that weren't even his.

"Is that why she is on such bad terms with her dad as well?" I asked quietly.

I felt as though I was stepping on eggshells every time I spoke about Rose's dad so it was kind of a habit to whisper.

"That," Jasper nodded. "And a great deal of other things. Let's just say Rosalie and Carlisle don't exactly see eye to eye on some very important things our family has to deal with."

"Why did Carlisle take you and Alec under his wing so quickly but left Rose and her mom here to fend for themselves?" I could hear the little bit of anger in my voice begin to rise.

I hated anyone who hurt my friends and Carlisle Hale seemed to have hurt Rose quite a bit over the years.

"Carlisle's wife had a hard time getting pregnant after they got married. When she was finally able to get pregnant, it was a girl." Jasper shook his head. "Not exactly what Carlisle wanted."

"So? What's wrong with having a daughter?"

Jasper let out a loud laugh, sending more puffs of white smoke into the air as he breathed. It was magical to watch him laugh, even in his deteriorated form. He was still amazingly beautiful to me. No matter how bad things had gotten between us.

"Bella…have you ever heard of Resourcing Elite?" Jasper turned to face me completely now.

"Yeah," I nodded. "It's that huge oil rig company that drills up all the oil and sells it to other companies to buy. Who hasn't heard of it?"

"Do you know who owns the land all of these huge pockets of oil they drill on?" Jasper smirked.

I was still confused.

Jasper quirked an eyebrow up at me before I could even think another stupid thought. I gasped in shock.

"No way!"

"Yep," Jasper chuckled. "Every single pocket of oil is owned by Hale Oil Industry."

"O-okay," I sputtered, calculating how much money his family probably accumulated a month. Probably more than I would ever make in ten lifetimes.

"So what does that have to do with Rosalie being a girl?"

"Rosalie was spoiled from the very beginning," Jasper chuckled. "She got everything she wanted anytime she wanted it in place of her parent's attention. So when Carlisle tried to tell her what to do after years of abandonment and neglect she basically told him to go fuck himself."

It sounded like Rosalie.

"Rose didn't want to take over Hale Oil and Carlisle didn't really want her to either. A woman just wasn't cut out for that job." he nodded as if that made perfect sense.

I quirked an eyebrow up at him but kept my protests to myself.

"So instead of trying to just be there as a father for Rosalie, he went after you and your brother so that you could take over the company?" I guessed.

Jasper nodded and let out a loud sigh.

"It sounds bad," Jasper agreed with my subconscious. "But it's the only thing he knew what to do. When Carlisle gets too old to do what he's doing now…I'm going to have to take over." Jasper's entire body became ridged and shuttered at his own words.

"I thought you wanted to become a chef?" I asked quietly.

"Yeah, I do." Jasper smiled up at me. "That was a conversation that did not end too well." he whispered, leaning back against the bench even further.

"Carlisle didn't approve?"

"Not in the slightest."

"But what does this have to do with Kate?"

Our entire conversation had gotten totally turned around. I had came here for answers about Jasper's ex fiancé and now we were talking about his family. This was all so confusing.

"My Uncle has always been close with this rather large…competitor, I guess you could say, of his. Aro Volturi had three daughters. One married some guy named Edward a couple years back against Aro's wishes. She was disowned but there were still two girls left," Jasper coughed and turned his face away. "Kate was the oldest, but still a year younger than me. Then there is Irina, who was meant for Alec."

"Was it sort of like a merger deal? Get the two kids together and we can rule the world type of thing?"

I laughed at how insane that sounded.

"Exactly!" Jasper clapped. "Carlisle knew that if Kate and I got together than Aro couldn't resist merging their companies together. It would be incredibly stupid not to. The only thing Carlisle didn't expect was for Kate to be such a whore." Jasper laughed darkly.

After Jasper finally finished his explanation I let everything he had just said sink in. It all made sense. Everything made sense now. Except for one last little thing.

"So what happened after you found Kate and your best friend…you know?" I stared down at my feet as blood rose up my face and neck.

Jasper snickered at the question lightly.

"I beat the shit out of James," Jasper spat the man's name out viciously. I presumed it was the best friend. "And then I told Kate she was a loose slut who wasn't worth the filthy sheets she fucked everyone in Dallas on. She threw her ring at me and I got my forty-five thousand dollars back."

I think my heart stopped beating there for a second.

Forty-five thousand dollars?

For an engagement ring?

"Well then why did Rose say she heard you talking to her on the phone a couple of days ago?" I continued my badgering.

Jasper rolled his eyes at the sound of Rosalie's voice.

"She called me two days ago begging for me back. I don't really know why. I told her I'd rather die then be with her the last time I saw her….and that was almost six months ago. It was really out of the blue."

He sounded confused. Like it didn't make any sense at all to him.

I nodded at the much more reasonable explanation and scooted closer to him. I hesitated a moment as the light fluttering of butterfly wings flapped in my stomach. My heart was pounding a million beat a second as my breath became shallow.

I reached my shaky hand forward to cover his that rested on his lap.

"I'm sorry I avoided you…I really thought…" I shook my head, vowing never to listen to Rosalie's hear-say again.

"Bella, it's my fault." Jasper shook his head. "I should have told you this before we even made love." he leaned his forward to mine.

I didn't flinch away from him, or try and get away like I thought I would. I simply accepted him. I missed him and the feeling of Jasper just surrounding me was enough.

"I missed you so much." Jasper's whispered hoarsely.

"I missed you too," I laughed as tears began to blur my vision. "You look terrible." I ran my fingers through his familiar locks.

Jasper's arms slowly encircled me, pulling me up against his chest. Home.

"I was so worried."

"Why?" I asked worriedly.

I ran my fingers under his eyes, trying to soothe him when I felt him hold onto me tighter. As if I were going anywhere.

"I thought maybe Rose said something or you got hurt…I thought maybe you were thinkin' you made a mistake." Jasper hid his face from me in the crook of my neck. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed the hollow area of his ear.

"You're the farthest thing from a mistake."

"Bella…" Jasper sat up, still holding me in his arms, to look up at me.

"Yeah?" I asked slightly concerned.

Jasper looked so…unhealthy, that even in the dim light provided by the lights hung on the tree you could see how far he had let himself go. I palmed his sunken cheek as he leaned into my touch and spoke.

"Can you do me a favor?"

"Anything." I smiled.

Jasper let out a small chuckle before beaming down at me.

"Don't hide your accent anymore?"

I let out a quiet laugh before pushing my fingers through his tangles and nodded.

"'Course."

*Comes out of hiding…very slowly.* A

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Tell me what you guys think of…Carlisle…Rosalie…Kate? The whole being engaged thing...? Whatcha think?

I know there was a mention of Edward and yes, Tanya married him. There really won't be anymore mention of them so here it is: Tanya married Edward. Edward was a musician. She got knocked up and he had a trust fund. They had a few kids and lived happily ever after! TA DAHHH(: haha!

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