So... here's Jasper. The poor boy has a lot explaining to do, but did you all really think that bad of the gorgeous cowboy?
Tsk tsk... oh ye of little faith...
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CHAPTER SIX: BELIEVE ME
Jasper stood in his living room, shooting daggers with his eyes at the woman in front of him.
"Nice apartment," commented the Ice Queen.
Jasper raised an eyebrow, wondering what she tried to imply with that comment.
He had just found a place to live on Wednesday, which luckily was ready to be moved into. Jasper didn't waste any time and rented a moving truck. All of his belongings had been in storage ever since he sold his apartment back in Phoenix. It took a couple of trips to get everything in the new apartment, and still the place was pretty barren, but the view made up for the lack of interior design. Besides, he knew his sister was probably already planning what to do with the place since he sent her pictures the day he bought it.
"How much did it cost?"
Jasper bristled at her question and bit back an insult.
"That's not really any of your concern, Rosalie."
"That's Mrs. Hale-Cullen to you, boy, and it is my business, especially if you are spending my money!"
Jasper was shocked at her outburst, but then threw his back in laughter.
"What the hell are you laughing at, boy?"
Jasper smirked and shook his head at the audacity of this woman.
"Forgive me, Mrs. Hale," he refused to add Cullen, "I know I must show respect to my elders." He then chuckled when he saw Rosalie's face turn red from fury. "But I ain't spending no one's money but my own because, unlike you, I actually did earn every cent."
"Watch it…" she hissed.
Jasper rolled his eyes.
"You don't expect me to believe my husband didn't pay for this place, do you?"
Jasper frowned and shook his head in confusion.
"I really don't know what you're talking about."
Rosalie cackled, "I saw you with my husband… last Saturday?"
Jasper looked down to the floor, surprised by this turn of events. He knew he had been stupid that day. He should have made sure he wasn't too obvious. That was his mistake, but what was done, was done. He didn't know what Rosalie hoped to accomplish by coming here, but he knew it couldn't be for good reasons.
She was planning something, but Jasper couldn't figure out what or why,
"Nothing happened that day; your husband was far too gentlemanly actually."
Rosalie sneered and dropped her purse on the sheet covered sofa.
"Do you honestly expect me to believe that? I have known all this time about your crush for my husband, Jazz," she practically hissed his name. "I just never thought he would be stupid enough to fall for your charms."
Rosalie smirked and opened her purse. She pulled out a thick manila envelope and tossed it in his direction.
Jasper caught the package and when he felt it, he knew that there was money inside.
Rosalie sat down and got comfortable on the sofa. She averted his eyes for a second towards the front door, but before Jasper could comment on it, she returned her cold eyes back to him and smirked.
"That's one hundred thousand dollars for your services."
"Wha-"
"Thanks to you, I now have evidence of Edward's cheating and a fabulous cause to divorce him while still keeping half of his fortune."
Rosalie clapped twice.
"Bravo, Mr. Whitlock, bravo."
Jasper was furious. It took him a couple of minutes to gather the strength to not smack the bitch where she sat.
Gritting his teeth, he took a deep breath and glared at the despicable woman in front of him.
"Get out."
Rosalie's smile dropped.
"I said: Get. Out. NOW!"
Rosalie stood up, cool as a cucumber.
"Pleasure doing business with you."
"GET. THE. FUCK. OUT!"
Jasper dragged Rosalie by the arm out of his apartment.
"Don't EVER come back!"
He threw the money at her feet and spit on it, then slammed the door on her face.
HOW FUCKING DARE SHE?
Jasper fumed as he processed what just happened. He still couldn't believe her nerve, spitting all those lies about setting Edward up so she could get half of his money. That bitch had no idea what she was talking about. Jasper knew if she was so desperate to pay him to do that, it meant she had nothing on Edward.
Good, he thought, she deserves nothing.
Jasper knew for a fact that they had a pre-nuptial agreement, he had heard Peter talking about it with Edward once, and it was locked tight.
If Edward wanted to divorce Rosalie, she would get 10% of their assets. If he cheated on her, she would get half of everything, but if she cheated, she would get nothing. Rosalie had everything to lose, but she still signed, she never really believed that Edward would one day wake up and asked her for a divorce.
Jasper locked the front door and went back to the living room; he picked up the dirty dishes from his early lunch from the coffee table and washed then in the kitchen. He then made sure everything was locked up and grabbed his phone from the nightstand. He thought about calling Edward and letting him know about what that bitch was planning, but then decided against it. It was already eleven at night, and Elena was probably sleeping, he didn't want to disturb their night.
With a heavy sigh, Jasper set his phone on the charger and went to take a shower. He put on a pair of boxers and an undershirt, and then went to bed, vowing to tell Edward everything in the morning.
He woke up at the sound of pounding.
At first, Jasper thought someone was probably hammering next door, but when he hear Mrs. Wolfowitz, his next door neighbor, yelling and asking to please stop making a scandal to whoever was making noise, Jasper realized that there was someone knocking urgently on his door, and he immediately left his bed.
He grabbed a sweater and put it on, then went to check who it was. He smiled when he saw Edward through the peephole and quickly opened the door with a grin on his face.
"Hey! what are you doi—"
His head snapped back as Edward's fist collided with his jaw.
Edward cursed loudly as he cradled his hand, which was probably broken now.
Jasper fell flat on his ass and moaned at the pain that shot through him.
Edward stood panting above him, his face in a sneer.
"E-Edward?"
"Don't you ever come near me, ever again."
Jasper rubbed his jaw and sat up on the floor. He had no idea what the hell was going on and he couldn't even think of what could've happened to Edward to hit him and look at him with such hate.
"Edward, what are you-"
"One hundred thousand dollars? That was pretty cheap of you Jasper."
That was when it dawned on him.
Edward had heard the conversation he had with Rosalie yesterday.
How? He didn't know, but why would he act this way? Why didn't Edward hear him telling Rosalie off or see him kicking her out of the house?
Suddenly, Rosalie's behavior and attitude made sense. The furtive glances, the smug attitude, the fake camaraderie… She had set him up.
Horror coursed through his veins as Jasper tried to find the words to make it right.
"No, Edward. You got it all wrong!"
Edward shook his head and laughed sarcastically.
"Did I get the amount wrong or the reasons you did it?"
"I didn't do anything!"
"Because I was too gentlemanly, right?"
Fuck! He had heard that…
Jasper scrambled to his feet, still rubbing his jaw. He had clocked him good and he was sure he was gonna be sporting a nasty bruise for a few days, but right now he didn't care. Edward could hit him as many times as long as he got to listen to him.
"Edward, no… It was not about that! You didn't hear everything-"
"I heard enough."
"No! Listen to me!"
"What? What do you have to say to me? You used me! To think I even fell in lo- you know what? You are nothing to me Jasper!"
"Don't say that, please! I love-"
"DON'T YOU DARE TELL ME YOU LOVE ME!"
Jasper eyes filled with tears as he watched the man he loved reject him for something he hadn't done. He needed to find a way to make him listen, but he couldn't think of anything, his thoughts were a jumble mess and all he wanted right now was to pull Edward into his arms and force him to hear what he had to say.
Jasper reached for Edward, trying to make a connection with the angry man in front of him.
Edward pulled back with disgust clear on his face.
"Don't touch me."
"Edward-"
"We're done."
Edward turned to leave, but Jasper threw himself in front of the door, blocking his exit. He was desperate, crying non-stop and the only thing he could do now was beg him to listen.
"Edward, wait… please! Just listen, one minute! Please!"
Jasper stepped forward, hands open in suplication.
Edward stepped back, not wanting Jasper to touch him.
"Let me go, Jasper."
Edward refused to look him in the eye.
In a last act of desperation, Jasper kneeled and wrapped his arms around Edward's waist.
"Don't touch me!"
"I LOVE YOU! Hear me please!"
"AND I HATE YOU!" Edward screamed, and roughly pushed him away.
Jasper watched as Edward threw the door open and stopped at the threshold.
"Goodbye, Jasper."
"No! I didn't take the money! She has nothing Edward! She probably knew you were coming! Please, Edward, come back! I fucking love you!"
But it was too late. Edward was already gone.
Jasper hunched over and wrapped his arms around himself, and with a deafening wail he crumbled to the floor. He cried for hours until his sister showed up and pulled him inside the apartment, and onto his bed. He didn't know how or why she was here, but he was glad she was. He cried as Alice murmured words of comfort and stroke his hair, like their mother used to do when one of them had a bad dream.
How I wish this was all a bad dream…
When the exhaustion finally got the best of him, he succumbed to a restless sleep, with the name of the man he lost on his lips.
*sniffs and passes tissues around*
Just so you know, last chapter along with this one AND the next one are twice as long as the rest. I hadn't planned it that way, but Edward and Jasper are practically taking over, so I just let them. You would too if you had them whispering in your ear, topless and rubbing your shoulders, being all attentive and sweet... *sighs*
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