AN: Thanks again to everyone who reviewed last chapter and has added this story to their alerts and faves.

This chapter went down a different path than I originally intended, but that's what happens when your Jasper decides to have three different personalities.

Thank you Lindsey for helping me with this chapter! You're the best!

As always, all I own is Liz. I'll gladly take Jasper though.


Chapter 7: Don't Wanna Be Torn

I thought you said it was easy,
Listening to your heart.
I thought you said I'd be okay,
So why am I'm breaking apart?
Don't wanna be torn
Don't make me have to choose between
What I want
And what you think I need

The ride home was silent, the tension so thick that it was nearly suffocating. Edward was sitting in the backseat, eyes glued to the window, not daring to look up. Jasper had his hands gripped tightly on the steering wheel and his eyes were dangerously narrowed as he drove without even so much as looking over at me. I briefly thought about reaching over and taking one of his hands to try to calm him down, but I couldn't find the strength to do it. Years of experience had taught me that when someone was upset, it was best to just stay away from them. While I couldn't stay away from him being as we were in the same car, I opted to just stare straight ahead, praying that everything would just blow over by the time we got home.

I was badly mistaken. As soon as Jasper pulled up into the driveway, he was out of the car in an instant, slamming the door shut behind him.

"Liz?" Edward grabbed my arm as got out of the car. "I'm scared."

"Don't be, you know how Jasper gets sometimes." I kissed his cheek, trying to reassure him. Though to be honest, I had never seen Jasper like this. The silence was thick, his anger written all over his face. With no other option, we walked inside, stopping immediately when we saw Jasper pacing around the living room. The door wasn't even shut all the way before he started.

"Just what in the hell were you thinking Edward!" Jasper's voice, usually the voice of reason, was erratic and a bit out of control.

"We were just talking." Edward set his things down, walking to where our brother was. "Since when am I not allowed to talk?"

"Jesus Christ, do you have any idea what would happen if that guy was to find out about everything?"

"Jasper, I barely know him, what makes you think…"

"I know how you get! I saw it in your eyes Edward. You want this guy and you want him bad. Do you really think you'd be able to keep your mouth shut around him, continue lying to him when he asked about the cuts and bruises? You would slip Edward, you know you would. You're the weakest one here!" That was a low blow. Edward's facial expression dropped, almost looking like he wanted to cry.

"Jazz, I…you're jumping to all the wrong conclusions."

"Are you so desperate to have him that you would risk everything Edward? Risk everyone's safety just so that you can satisfy your desires?!" Edward's sexuality had never been an issue with Jasper so I didn't understand where this all was coming from. It hit Edward hard, him looking like he was on the brink of tears.

"What has gotten into you Jasper?" I knew I had to take a stand for Edward, this wasn't right. "He was just talking to him, innocent as that. Why are you upset?" I stood in the space between my two brothers, awaiting his response.

"Liz, you can't pretend for a second that the thought of someone knowing what we go through doesn't terrify you. That, the thought of someone finding out and it getting back to father…why don't you two see the whole picture?!" he threw his hands up and I felt myself moving back from him slightly. I had never seen him so upset before and over nothing no less.

"Jasper please, calm down."

"Like hell I will!" he hissed "You two need to understand that what one of us does, affects all of us. I'm just trying to protect you guys. Edward, I don't care what you have or don't have with this guy but, you cannot let it go any further. I will not end up good for you…for any of us. God the two of you are being extremely stupid and naïve right now! What will start innocent for him will only result in something" he paused, catching his breath "it's only going to end up fucking devastating for everyone!"

The gasp that passed my lips as something hit me didn't go unnoticed and both my brothers stared at me in confusion.

"Jasper, no" I whispered "no, no…"

"What?"

"You," I pointed at him "you sounded like father just now." Shock registered across his face before it was replaced by anger.

"I am nothing like him Liz," he came closer, placing his hands on my shoulders "do you understand me!" There was no need for me to say anything, he had just confirmed it again for himself.

"Let her go Jasper." Edward stepped forward, pushing Jasper away from me forcefully. "If you claim to be nothing like him, then stop acting like him. I don't know what's the matter with you, but I won't let you treat me like this." Before he could say anything else, he turned and walked up the stairs, his door slamming shut a minute later. I turned to hesitantly look at Jasper who was staring at me, his green eyes reflecting the battle he was having in his mind.

"Liz," he attempted to take a step towards me but stopped when I held my hands up "please."

"No." I shook my head, having my own mental battle. On the one hand, I was so angry at him for having talked to Edward in such a manner and for treating me the way he did, but at the same time I wanted to help him. I knew Jasper could never be like father, even if they were biologically related.

"Just, no." I backed up, turning on my heel to walk upstairs as well. It took all I had to not turn back around when he softly called my name. As much as I wanted to, I knew I couldn't. He needed to cool down, get his head back on straight. Besides, right now my main concern was Edward. I knew he wouldn't be handling this all very well. One thing Edward did not like, other than the pain and cries, was confrontation. He had just experience one, with our own brother no less. It wasn't supposed to be like this. We were supposed to be sticking together, not attacking one another.

Edward's door was closed, but I walked right in anyways and shut it behind me. He wasn't in his room and for a moment, I was confused. That is, until I heard him in the bathroom. He was sick, clearly emptying his stomach. I sighed, I hated when he got like this. When he was under too much stress, he had been known to literally make himself sick.

Standing up straight, I walked into the bathroom with as much strength as I could muster. My brother needed me right now and I couldn't afford to break with him.

He was on the ground, hands gripping both sides of the seat. He was done, but he was still trembling. I grew angrier with Jasper for having done this to our brother. Grabbing a towel off the counter, I wet it before kneeling beside Edward and pressing it to the back of his neck. He stiffened when I touched him, but when I began talking to him he calmed down somewhat.

As 'weak' as Jasper claimed Edward was, he really only allowed me to see him this way. Not even his own mother had been this close to him during his moments. So, it was my job to take care of him, not anyone else's.

"Liz what are you doing up here?" Not answering him, I instead helped him stand up. His legs seemed weak so I let him lean on me for support. Even though he was much taller than I was, I was stronger at the moment. Helping him to the sink, he brushed his teeth while I went out to grab him a different shirt.

Coming back, he was leaning against the counter staring at me. "What?"

"Why did you come up here?" He repeated when I handed him the shirt.

"Because you're my brother." The answer was rather simple so I don't know he was even asking.

"So is Jasper." He whispered, taking off the dirty shirt and slipping on the clean on. "You're supposed to be helping him Liz, not me."

Stunned by his comment I stepped up closer to him, touching his cheek softly. "I'm where I'm supposed to be."

"Because I'm the weakest one?" He had misinterpreted my comment and took offense to it.

"Absolutely not. Jasper had no right to say those things to you Edward and we both know it. He's just…I don't even know what's going on with him. I've never seen him so angry, it was scary."

"He can't do this to you Liz." Wrapping an arm around his waist, I led him back towards his room where he could rest on the bed. He lay down while I sat beside him.

"Do what?"

"He can't make you choose."

Confused, I waited for him to continue.

"He can't make you pick between the two of us."

"I'm not choosing," I began but he stopped me.

"You coming up here Liz, you chose me instead of him." Letting his words sink in, I thought about it. I hadn't seen it that way. Jasper was angry, and having upset my brother and accusing him of things that weren't right, the only logical choice was to help Edward.

"But, Jasper's angry…he doesn't want me right now." Saying the words physically pained me. Before it would've been alright, but now that true feelings were on the table things were supposed to be different.

Supposed to be different. "He promised me."

Sitting up again, Edward took one of my hands and looked at me hesitantly. The switching from confused to angry to hurt didn't go unnoticed. "Liz?"

"He said he would let me help him and yet, it's like he's pushing me further away. I don't get it, why is he treating me like this?"

"We all deal differently Liz." He smiled sadly. "For so long Jasper's been dealing on his own, too scared to let anyone else in. Now that he has you though he shouldn't be acting like that, but I think it'll be awhile before he can fully let you in."

Well, he had a point there and it wasn't something that I had a problem with. No, something else was now bothering me.

"That still doesn't explain how that meant I chose you over him?"

He laughed. "Oh Liz. Jasper's just being a typical guy."

I was lost. "Okay?"

"Even though he's beyond angry right now, he wanted you to pick him."

"But, I…"

"Guys never really mean what they say. You think he's pushing you away, it's the complete opposite. He wants you to pull him back towards you."

By now my head was starting to spin. I was really lost now. How had this conversation gone from me trying to calm down Edward to him telling me I had gone about this all wrong?

"So you're saying I should completely bypass what he said and did down there?"

Narrowing his eyes, I knew he didn't like what had happened. "No."

"Then what do I do Edward? I hate this feeling of being torn between the two of you. I will always defend you both, even if that means to each other."

"Nothing, Liz. You can't do anything about it. Only Jasper can come to realization that if he doesn't stop, he's going to lose you."

My eyes widened. "He'll never lose me Edward, I'm not going anywhere."

"Then bring him in Liz." Squeezing my hand, he blinked back tears. "Show him you'll never let go."

Grabbing his hand tighter, I pulled him closer to me so that I could wrap my arms around him, his face buried in my hair. Stroking his hair gently, I felt his body beginning to shake a bit again. Only this time, it was from the tears he had been trying to let to contain. "Shh sweetie, it's going to be okay."

"How?" He choked out. "Jasper's right, if I get involved with James it'll only end up hurting you both. That's something I refuse to let happen."

"You deserve happiness too Edward." I was quick to remind him. Always telling me the same, he always failed to see that he deserved it too.

"It's different than you and Jasper though. If father found out that I was dating him or any other guy for that matter, there's no telling what he would do to me. Oh, god" He gasped, his arms wrapping around me tighter "if he knew that you and Jasper knew all along, he would….no, no." He shook his head, more tears falling as his breathing became labored.

"Edward," I panicked and pulled him away from me "breath." Hands on his arms, I inhaled and exhaled deeply with him for a few minutes before he calmed down somewhat. "You can't do that to yourself Edward. Remember what we said about your anxiety."

He nodded. "I'm so sorry Liz. This is my fault. If I wasn't gay then this wouldn't be happening right now. Things would be so much easier without me around."

I honestly wanted to smack him for that comment. "You're still my Edward and I'm always going to love you, no matter who you love or do. We're family." Hugging him one more time, I kissed his forehead and pulled away.

"How long do you think Jasper will be mad at me?"

Opening my mouth, it snapped shut when the door swung open. "I'm not angry at you." Both turning, we came to find Jasper standing in the doorway, warily looking at the two of us. He was silently asking us if he could come in. Edward nodded, but subconsciously scooted closer to me, his grasp tight on me. I don't know if he was scared or trying to protect me, but I knew it didn't sit well with Jasper at all.

"Edward, I…I'm not angry with you." He glanced at our proximity, knowing that he had done something extremely hurtful to the both of us. "I'm just angry at the situation."

That didn't sound any better and neither of us said anything.

"What situation?" Edward finally broke the silence, getting up off the bed and standing face to face with Jasper. "The fact that I'm gay or the fact that you're pushing away Liz when she's just trying to help you?"

Jasper peered around Edward and I stared at him shyly. I didn't want to get in the middle of this more than I already was, but what affected one affected all of us. There was no way out of it no matter how badly we wanted it.

Even though I wasn't saying anything, Jasper could see that we were teaming against him to prove a point. Truth be told, I wasn't against Jasper at all. In fact, I was finding it really hard to not go to him and kiss him, show him I wasn't angry at him. The mere thought made my heart rate increase slightly, but I remained seated.

Sighing, he knew that he was losing this battle. He knew that he was wrong, but was having a hard time admitting it. Typical guy, Jasper didn't like to be weak. Or at least, didn't like to show weakness in front of other people.

"Edward, you know I didn't mean that shit I said downstairs. I've just, well, I've been on fucking nerves end lately and I don't know what came over me. You know who you're with doesn't mean anything. You're my brother and I love you all the same." Though a bit rushed, there was sincerity in Jasper's words and we knew he was telling the truth.

Edward stood there for a second, his eyes staring straight into Jasper's. I knew that he desperately wanted to believe him, but something was holding him back. I couldn't blame him though. When you've been hurt so many times throughout your life, it's almost impossible to fully trust someone. Thought Edward and Jasper were extremely close, Jasper had hurt Edward and that changed things. Though he would still love him dearly, Edward would be more cautious around Jasper for awhile.

"Edward," Jasper hedged "are you going to say something?" Shifting his weigh from one foot to the other, he looked oddly nervous. It was like Jasper was terrified over the thought of Edward being upset with him. In a way, I was glad. Jasper needed to realize that he couldn't say things and expect for everyone to forgive him. We loved him of course, but weren't about to sit and let him say those things to us.

The tension was suddenly broken when, in a blink of an eye, Edward took one more step towards Jasper and flung his arms tightly around him. Surprise flashed in Jasper's eyes at the immediate contact, but he was soon hugging Edward back with just as much force. Watching the two of them silently forgiving each other, I fought back all the emotions forming in the back of my throat. I hated thinking that things would've turned awkward and painful between the three of us. It was something I don't think I was capable of handling.

Finally, Edward spoke. "I love you asshole." His lips twisted slightly before bursting into laughter, Jasper and I following suit right away. Edward never talked like that so it was actually quite comical.

"I love you too man." Jasper patted Edward's back. "Besides, the three of us have to stick together right? We're all we got." He looked over at me and I nodded and he gave me a smile that made my heart skip a bit. It was crazy, the affect that he could have on me with one little look. Thankful that he was finally seeing the light, I pushed the nagging thoughts to the back of my mind. Thoughts that kept reminding me of the fact that Jasper didn't exactly apologize to me, only to Edward. Which Edward deserved the apology more than I did, but it still stung a bit to think that he didn't.

We still had another hour or so before mother and father came home from work so we all sat on Edward's bed and talked.

"So," Jasper started "tell me about this guy Edward." He seemed a bit hesitant to actually want to know, but he was at least making an effort.

It worked because Edward's face lit up at the very mention of James. Frowning, I wondered just how long he had liked him and why hadn't I noticed before? I knew almost everything about Edward, but I hadn't seen this coming. Not that there was anything wrong with it, I was actually eager to hear about this James character, wanted to know about the guy who had somehow captivated my brother.

"Well," he looked down, a slight blush staining his cheeks "I don't exactly know a whole lot about him other than his name and that he's in our Spanish class."

"You should get to know him better then." I encouraged my brother. I knew he was shy and going up to someone, especially at school, wouldn't be easy. "Have him come sit with us one day maybe?"

Both my brothers looked over at me like I was crazy. "What?"

"Maybe that's not a good idea Liz." Jasper was quick to shoot it down.

"Yea Liz, lunch is our thing."

Our thing? I wanted to laugh at these boys. They were so damn complicated sometimes. "Well when else are you going to talk to him?"

"Liz, I…I don't know. Today was a onetime thing I think. I doubt he'll want to talk to me anymore."

Shooting a glare at Jasper, he spoke up quickly. "Don't let my idiotic temper ruin this Edward. If James is what you want, then you should go for it. You…well fuck man you deserve to be happy too."

The rest of the conversation floated on that way for the next forty or so minutes. I tried to keep with my brothers, but my mind kept wandering all over the place.

As much as I wanted my brother to be happy, I knew that there was a risk to be had if he pursued James or vice versa. Just like there was a constant risk with Jasper and I now. We had already slipped once and who's to say it wouldn't happen again. Though Edward would have it a bit easier, only seeing James at school, it would still be tough.

I knew my brother though and he wasn't just going to walk up to James and flirt or try anything with him. In the back of his mind, he would know the danger of it all as well. Though I didn't want to, I had to think about what would happen if father were to ever find out. Having forbidden Edward from ever being with another man, the consequences would be dire. Not just for him, but for Jasper and I as well because there'd be no way we'd let Edward take the fall without trying to protect and defend him.

We, like always, would stick together. Good or bad, we were all each other had.

Surprisingly, the conversation ended up in the kitchen as both Edward and Jasper helped me make dinner. It was refreshing, being as I was always alone in here. Well, they mostly talked while I cooked. They weren't exactly gifted in the culinary field. They did manage to make a salad and get the plates and glasses out.

By the time mother and father arrived dinner was done and the table was set. There was no sign of our argument or the fact that Edward had gotten sick and nearly had a panic attack upstairs. Jasper looked calm, all traces of anger gone from his face. I on the other hand, felt like a complete mess. I hid it well though, something I had perfected over the years.

Serving and eating dinner was oddly quiet, father not saying a whole lot. We soon found out why. He had something big going on at work and as soon as he was done, he retreated to his study. Before leaving however, he made sure to remind us that we weren't allowed to make any loud noise while he worked or there'd be hell to pay. Knowing that just wasn't a threat, we agreed and planned on following through.

While Jasper and Edward went upstairs to do homework, mother and I cleaned up the kitchen. I loved these moments with her, we hardly ever got them anymore. She would always go wherever father went when dinner was over so for her to be here with me, even if we were just cleaning, it meant a lot.

"So sweetie, how is school going?" Another thing mother and I hardly did anymore was talk about everyday things that most mothers and daughters talked about.

Smiling, I started drying the dishes. "It's going good."

"Any boys?" She asked casually, causing me to almost drop the plate in my hand.

I just shook my head.

"Eliza, you're a beautiful young woman. How can you tell me that no boy has taken interest?"

"I don't know mom, besides I'm not allowed to date remember?"

She frowned. "I know honey, but you should be living life more. You're always working hard, taking care of everyone."

"Living more includes having a boyfriend?" I laughed, I truly did love my mother.

"Not exactly, but you never know. So, you're sure no boys at school?"

"None." Why would that matter anyways, I have a boy right here at home.

Shaking my head of those thoughts, I continued cleaning. I didn't exactly have Jasper. He wasn't mine or anything. I'd like to think that, but it didn't make it true.

It was, well it was complicated.

Shifting from boys, we talked about the new flowers she planned on planting soon as the weather got nicer and this new book she was reading. My mother, like myself, was an avid reader and it was one of the few 'luxuries' father allowed us to have. Apparently, books were safe and wouldn't give us any ideas. TV and movies on the other hand were liable to corrupt our minds.

Yea, if anything he was the one twisting our minds and breaking us down. That was something no movie could ever do. Sometimes I thought about how much like a movie our lives were. Only difference was that once the screen went black and the lights went out, we were still in the same situation. There was no happy ending here, just a constant cycle of pain. If anything, I guess you could say we were living in a never-ending horror film. Not the best thing to compare your life to, but that's just the way it was.

Mother and I finished cleaning, making sure everything was put away properly before we headed upstairs. She walked towards her room, saying she was going to read before bed. Luckily, she didn't have to stay awake until father came to bed. If that were the case, she would be up until who knows when tonight. When he worked at him, he worked 'til all hours of the night. One thing father wasn't was lazy. If he started something, he didn't stop until he finished. He was relentless in nearly every aspect of his life. Unfortunately, that didn't exactly boast well for us. The pain he inflicted, it was never half way. He normally did it until we screamed. Though now that we were older, we were getting better at picking up on his games and tactics.

Plain and simple, we were used to the things he did that we were able to keep quiet when he hit us because we knew that wouldn't end up well in the long run.

After hugging my mother and kissing her cheek, she disappeared gracefully into her room. Even after all this time and abuse, my mother still had this elegant quality about her. She always held her head high, even when she was breaking on the inside. It was a trait that I tried to mimic.

Hand on my doorknob, I paused for a second. Did I really want to end this not without talking to Jasper? Could I really let him talk to me like that and not say anything about it?

I decided that I couldn't and I ended up walking down the hall to his room. His door wasn't locked and when I turned the knob and walked in, I wasn't too surprised to find him sitting there looking at me.

He was sitting at his desk, computer open and running. He had turned around in his seat and was watched me as I closed the door and walked over to him. Minding the computer I leaned against his desk, quickly glancing down at the screen. He was doing something with his pictures again. I had no idea how to do those kinds of things and it was somewhat fascinating to me.

Though, the interesting things on the computer screen weren't enough to stop me from bringing up what happened earlier.

"You're pissed off at me aren't you?" He initialed the conversation.

The tone of his voice was tired and guilty. So much so that I looked down at my feet to avoid looking at him. "No."

"Liar." He called my bluff, rising quickly so he could see me better. "Liz," placing his hand on me, he lifted my chin so I could see him "I'm sorry."

"I know you're sorry, but it doesn't take back what you did and said." Confidence was slowly creeping back. I wanted him to know how I felt.

"No, no it doesn't. I fucked up majorly this afternoon and I feel like a complete jackass."

"It wasn't just what you said earlier, it was what happened in class too."

He cringed, eyes narrowing. "I overreacted didn't I?"

That was an understatement. "More than that Jasper. That Jacob guy wasn't going to hurt me. You said that things between us had to be secret and the way you acted…"

"I hated seeing his hands on you Liz. I don't want someone else touching you. I know he wasn't going to hurt you, but shit I can't help but think that. Something in my mind tells me that every guy is capable of hurting you. I can't let that happen to you. You're too important to me."

"I just hate feeling this way. I hate feeling torn. I don't want that."

"Torn?"

"Edward said that when I went upstairs to help him, it was like I picking you over him. Did you think that Jasper?" I wanted to know, see if we were on the same page.

"Yes." Apparently, we weren't.

"I wasn't though. You were angry and it was like you didn't want me to be around. I had to comfort him, make sure he was alright. You know how he gets…" I trailed off, not wanting to think about poor Edward in the state he had been in earlier.

Pushing some hair back, his hand lingered on my face. "How could you think that I didn't want you Liz?"

Edward's voice floated in my mind, bring him in Liz and show him you'll never let go.

"Jasper," I move in closer, his hand sliding up into my hair as a result "I just want to be there for you. I can't do that if you push me away."

"I'm not," he stepped even closer "pushing you away. I want you Liz, I'll always want you near me. It fucking kills me to even think that you're mad at me."

"That's just the thing, I'm not mad at you. I just want you to trust me more, for you to know that I'm not going anywhere."

"I'm really screwing things up here aren't I?"

I smiled and shrugged. "Not exactly, moody maybe."

He smirked a bit, hands moving down and around me. "Promise you'll push me Liz."

"Push you where?"

"Don't let me get out of control, don't let me act like him." He spoke of father with absolute hatred. "I don't want to make things harder than they already are."

Moving my hands, I held him closer to me. "You're nothing like father, Jasper."

"Can you promise me that though Liz? I don't want to lose it like that again," looking away I could tell that he was ashamed "I hate knowing that I acted in that way, scaring you both. I never want that to happen again."

"I promise." I answered him quickly "We have to do this together though okay?"

He nodded, arms tightening around my waist before beginning a trail of kisses from my neck up to my lips. When his met mine, everything else faded to the background. It was like it was just him and I in this room, in this world and nothing else mattered. I loved the feel of his lips on me as he continued kissing me, I briefly wondered how his lips would feel against other areas.

"You know," he pulled away reluctantly "I could fucking kiss you all day." Pressing one last kiss to my lips, he rested his forehead against mine. "You're like a damn drug."

I quirked an eyebrow. I was like a drug? "Is that a good thing?" I was a bit confused. I thought drugs were bad for people so why would he compare me to something like that?

"It's a very good thing. It's like saying I can't get enough, probably never will." He explained it further and I understood now.

Taking a chance, I ran my finger over his bottom lip. "I like when you kiss me." I laughed, being as he barely kissed me for the first time yesterday. I too was beginning to see that I was growing dependent on those lips as well. Were they my drug too? Probably.

"I do hope that you will let me show you other things as well Liz." His voice dropped.

I didn't know exactly what he was talking about, being as I had no experience what so ever with intimacy. I could only imagine though. Given the way he was staring at me, it was like he wanted to do a whole lot more than just kiss me.

The mere idea made my knees feel a little weak and that sensation from the other day build once again. Noting the change in my expression, Jasper eyed me curiously. "You okay Liz?"

I nodded quickly, blushing like a fool.

He laughed lightly. "Your blush is a damn weakness you know that? Especially," his hands trailed up my sides "if you're thinking about what I think you are."

I couldn't speak, fearful of what I would say.

"You're innocence is quite fascinating to me." Hands still on my side, they slipped underneath the hem of the shirt I was wearing, trailing lightly over my skin. Closing my eyes, I tried to control my breathing. "Will you let me touch you Liz?" He leaned in, whispering in my ear before kissing the spot right below it.

"Yes." I squeaked out, feeling his lips twist against me.

"Good because I'm dying to know what you feel like, what you taste like." Coming back to face me, his eyes seemed to be darker.

I didn't know what he meant once again. Though, whatever it was, it completely terrified and excited me.

Lips moved lower, skimming over my neck. He was cautious though, not wanting a repeat of yesterday. Eyes still closed, I found myself getting lost in everything that he was doing to me. These were things I had never experienced before and I wanted more. Though, just when I thought he'd go further, his lips suddenly left my neck and his hands removed themselves from my skin.

"Why did you stop?" I asked rather breathlessly. Shaking his head, he gave me one of those smiles that I loved.

"As much as I would love to continue on my journey, there are too many people in the house Liz. We're liable to get caught."

His journey? Get caught? What was he planning on doing now?

Whatever it was I wanted it, I wanted to know desperately.

Pouting, he leaned in and kissed my cheek. "Don't give me the pout Liz, you have no idea what it does to me. I'm very liable to change my mind if you continue."

Smiling ruefully, I nodded and pulled away from him completely before heading towards the door. "Night Jasper."

"Sleep well, Liz." He watched me until I had closed the door behind me. Making my way towards my room, I couldn't wipe my smile off my face.

Though today had been one hell of a day, I felt like I had just accomplished something great.

Not only had Edward and Jasper worked things out, but I had been able to tell Jasper how I felt and that he needed to let me in instead of pushing me away.

I had also heard some amazing advice from Edward. He told me to bring Jasper in and to not let him go.

Well hell, after that kiss and the things he was telling me, there was no way I was letting that man out of my sight.

I wanted him to show me things, make me feeling things I had never felt before.

Anticipation built at the mere thought of it all.

I had been right when I told Jasper that he was nothing like father.

Father would've never apologized for the things he said to Edward and I. He would never admit his faults and promise to try and work on them.

Besides that, Jasper made me feel wanted, safe and even…sexy. I didn't know how, but the way he looked at me just did things to me.

I knew know that I wasn't torn. No I knew just where it was that I needed to be, where I belonged.


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