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A/N: hi everyone! I love hearing your theories on what news Alice received. I have reposted this chapter as I reread it and it doesn't fit in with what I want to happen in the next chapter.

It's not that different but there are some noticeable changes like a certain choice Alice makes.

Well here's the new chapter! Enjoy :) xx


Chapter Eight

Pretty Follies

"Love is blind, and lovers cannot see the pretty follies that themselves commit"

~William Shakespeare, Merchant of Venice, Act II, Scene VI~

Alice POV

Looking around I pressed my back to Jaspers chest, not seeing any of my friends or rest of our little group. Smiling as Jasper wound his arms around me I welcomed his warm embrace, tipping my head back to kiss the bottom of his jaw.

The song ended, looking up at Jasper he leaned down, kissing me gently. He licked my bottom lip silently asking for permission which I granted him. As we got lost in each other we didn't notice, when Rosalie walked up to us. We heard a feminine throat clearing and broke apart guilty, to see Rosalie standing in front of us. Her hands on her hips she quirked an eyebrow, silently she crooked a finger for us to follow her. Letting go of his hand I went to follow Rosalie, to explain and he trailed after me.

Rosalie stopped walking turning to Jasper anger flaring in her cerulean eyes: "I need to talk to Alice alone" she spoke firmly, making him stop in his tracks looking at me forlornly we walked away from Jasper Rosalie holding my wrist like I was petulant child and towing me into a private booth, just out of Jasper's earshot.

"So . . . explain to me why I shouldn't tell your husband that you had lips on another guy, who just happens to be your ex boyfriend" anger flared through me when she mentioned 'my husband', shaking my head I put a hand to my forehead.


Jasper POV

Walking to the bar my eyes were on Alice and Rosalie, it was just like the phone call earlier. There was some information I was not privy to. It just proved how much I didn't know about Alice, I knew that her favourite colour was dark pink and the movie that made her cry every time was Titanic. But I didn't know where she worked or her preferred place to have lunch, all of the things that her husband would know.

For where he was sitting at the bar he could see their facial expressions, and lips moving but he was out of ear shot and couldn't understand what they were saying to each other. Rosalie angrily asked her a question and Alice shook her head and put her hand to her head leaning her elbow on the table.

After a short pause she answered Rosalie, lips moving slowly as if reluctant to tell her. The normally expressive and vibrant Alice was now much more subdued a shadow of her former self. This Alice kissed men that were not her husband, kept secrets and looked a lot more worn down and weary.

Rosalie brought her hands to her mouth in shock at Alice's answer, her eyes flicked towards James in the VIP longue and then to me before focusing back on Alice, mouthing what looked like "have you told him yet?"Confused I furrowed my eyebrows. Then Rosalie reached over the table stroking her hand reassuringly, as Alice just shook her head. After a few more minutes of talking I was still none the wiser, drinking lemonade I didn't want to get too drunk, I wanted to remember every detail about Alice. The way she looks at me, exactly what she is wearing and how sexy she looked when she leaned in and kissed me.

The girls stood up, Rosalie crouching down to give Alice a firm hug. Alice smiled weakly at her before she swivelled her head round to find me, smiling wider when she spotted me at the bar walking to me as Rose went to find the others.

Making her way towards me in what could only be described as a strut, her hips swayed and I wanted her close to me again to feel her body against mine. When she reached me she took a sip of my drink cocking an eyebrow when she realised it didn't have any alcohol in it.

"What did Rose say?"

"Nothing, I think she was more interested in getting to know my cousin a bit better" she smiled as she put down the drink, but it didn't reach her eyes this time. I knew there was more to it, there was something she couldn't or wouldn't tell me.

"What is she going to do?"

"She not gonna say anything" she said in an exasperated tone. Placing a hand on her hip she pouted, "Now are you going to dance with me again or do I have to force you?" simply taking one of her hands that had trailed up my chest I tried to put aside any doubts, gently pulling her onto the dance floor as Britney Spears' three started to play.

This time for some reason she just let go, making sure none of our friends could see us, we stood in the corner nearest to the doors and in front of a large column that effectively hid us from the view of our friends I the VIP area.

She grinded her hips against mine, touching my chest, neck and hips as she swayed provocatively to the beat of the music. I laid small kisses on her cheeks, shoulders and neck anywhere I could reach.

This was just like a slice of heaven, she didn't pull away or make any excuses; we were just here in the moment. Nobody was getting in the way.

XxXxXxXxXx

"Alice" I moaned as she sucked my earlobe as she unbuttoned my shirt. Half an hour later and we were in my apartment, almost ripping each other's clothes off as we made our way into the bedroom. We left a trail of clothes behind us, kicking my bedroom door open I picked up Alice and she wrapped her legs round my waist as she continued to kiss me fervently.

"Jasper I need you" she moaned out as I kissed that spot on her collarbone. Laying her on the bad, I took a moment to look at her, her hair mussed up and pointing in different directions her shoes pulled off and thrown in the corner of the room. And her luminescent smile that I could clearly see even in the dim light coming through the curtains, as she grabbed my belt buckle pulling me down towards her and her beautiful lips.

Looking down at her I saw the glint of a ring, on her left hand. Sighing I placed my hand on top of hers to stop her. She frowned pouting slightly as I sat on the bed next to her. Leaning forward with my elbows on my knees, I rested my head in my hands, closing my eyes. After a moment of silence I looked at Alice.

"We can't do this" she bit her bottom lip, looking at her hand in her lap she was still half naked so I walked over to my cupboard and pulled out a plain grey t-shirt, handing it to her she smiled at me before pulling it on.

"You're married Alice and I won't help you cheat on your husband" she smiled at me, standing in front of me she trailed her hand along my cheek, taking her hand a laid a small kiss in the palm of her hand.

"Jasper, you're always such a gentleman"

"That's how I was raised. It would be an insult to my grandmother's memory if I wasn't" she smiled more and nodded, removing her hand from mine. Sighing she sat back down on the bed, leaning back on her elbows and looking up at me. I lay on the bed next to her lying on my side supporting my weight with my left elbow propped up and leaning my head on my arm.

"Me and James we haven't been right for a while now"

"Why? I know you're dealing with so much Alice I can tell by circles under your eyes, you look so exhausted sometimes" I reached out lightly tracing the circles under her eyes.

"We had been married for about six months and I got pregnant" she grimaced at the mention of her pregnancy, I nodded motioning for her to continue. "But James wasn't sure that he wanted kids. We had an argument because I had always wanted to be a mother...I moved out and stayed with Emmett for while. I was diagnosed with pre eclampsia so I had to put on bed rest" she started to sniff her eyes watering, she tried to stay calm but her voice was wavering, she flipped over so she was on her back looking up at the ceiling with her arms folded across her chest.

"What happened to your baby?" I shuffled so was closer to Alice and began to softly stroke her arm, she breathed slowly in. Out. In. Out. After a few breaths she was calmer.

"At 5 months I miscarried, the placenta detached"

"Oh Alice" that must have been around the time Bella flew out to London for a couple of months, Edward had not gone with her and I was afraid to ask what was wrong.

"After a few months I moved back in, but it was different now, we tried again but we lost the baby at 3 months, they couldn't find my baby's heartbeat" I pulled her to me wrapping my arms around her I could see a single tear rolling down her cheek. Wiping it away I attempted to sooth her.

"You don't have to tell me any more if you don't want to Alice, I don't want to see you upset"

"I want to tell you, the only person I ever told was Bella and Emmett. James and I never talked about it, like if we never talked about it, it never happed but it doesn't work like that" she shook her head at the mention of James. We remained silent for a moment; I hugged Alice closer to me wanting her to feel safe and loved.

"Most recently, about a month ago I found out I was pregnant again"

"You're pregnant?"

"No" she said harshly, with intense anger behind her words, but who that anger was aimed at I wasn't sure "a week before I came here I...I lost the baby again" she brought her hand to her mouth.

"What did James do?"

"he doesn't know" she replied quietly as more tears trickled down her cheeks, I held her close kissing the top of her head, not really knowing what to say.


Alice POV

Waking up slowly I looked around I was in Jasper's apartment I was I his bed with one of his t-shirts on, Jasper wasn't there and the other side of the bed was all made up. last night's event came back to me, I told him what happened. Oh gosh he probably felt sorry for me, pathetically blubbering to him about my failed marriage and how I might not be able to have children. Groaning I put my hands to my face. Turning my head I saw my phone flashing, hat must have been what woke me up. Checking the tome on the clock on my phone I saw it was almost eight in the morning

Checking my phone I saw that I had a text from Rosalie:

James is looking for you said he'll meet you at nine, in your suite.

I'll not excuse what you're doing, but I understand.

But maybe you haven't quite thought this through?

Rosalie x

Typing out a quick reply, I had almost forgotten I was going to meet James after all he had travelled all the way from London to work on our marriage, what was left of it anyway. Standing up too quickly, I got a head rush and immediately felt sick sprinting to bathroom, which was luckily for me located just opposite Jasper's bedroom. Making it just in time I shut the door behind me, then proceeding to throw up all of last night's booze and dinner down the toilet.

Flushing the toilet I sat on the edge of the bath near the sink rinsing out my mouth and washing my hands. I felt like I was about to throw up again, but this time there was nothing left in my system to get rid of. Standing on shaky legs I griped the edge of the sink, opening the cabinet above the sink, I looked to see if he had any aspirin, anywhere.

I came across women's toiletries, hand cream, red lipstick and shampoo I swallowed hard, I had forgotten about the ex girlfriend. Right at the back I found some aspirin and swallowed it dry. Rummaging around I picked up the lipstick it was a dark red colour too gaudy for me, seeing the brand name own the side of the silver tube I saw it was pretty expensive stuff, I brand I knew well. I assumed all of the makeup and such belonged to the mysterious Tanya Denali, whom I had only met twice. I knew they had broken up, but I didn't know what else had happened. When I asked Jasper he got defensive, after all why would he tell me? I haven't told him anything about what happened after I had left forks and I knew that Bella and Edward would not have said anything to him, for fear of upsetting him.

I realised then that I didn't know anything about this new adult Jasper, I knew the calm and collected seventeen year Jasper that liked country music and swimming in the ocean. I had no idea if he still played his guitar or even liked any country music anymore.

Walking out of the bathroom, I went into the living room to see Jasper asleep on the sofa. Smiling at how gorgeous he looked in his sleep so peaceful and at ease, I strolled into the kitchen to make some coffee. As I sat down at the small kitchen table I heard a key I turn in the lock on the front door, I jumped up from the chair I was sitting on, walking into the hallway as the door swung open to reveal the very person I had been thinking about just five minutes ago. Tanya Denali, Jasper's ex girlfriend.

"Hello Alice" she said smiling she didn't seem at all surprised to find me in Jasper's apartment, wearing nothing but one of his shirts.

"Hi Tanya" she looked very professional looking in a light grey skirt suit, and white silk blouse. It fit her nicely accentuating her long legs and supermodel figure, her makeup was simple apart from the bright red lipstick it looked much better on her then I would have though, with the simple look she had it looked less tacky and more sophisticated. She wore low heeled red court shoes and carried a patent leather handbag swung over her right shoulder and a medium sized cardboard box in the other. Her long pale blond hair was swept up in a low ponytail, her fringe pushed behind her ear so a few strands fell forward, framing her face. She stood tall with great posture as she continued to grin at me; walking into the kitchen I followed her.

She placed the box on the table pouring herself a coffee, she took a mug from the right cupboard on the first try, she knew were everything was which made her confident as she sat in front of me with her white coffee no sugar, only sweetener.

"So . . . what's in the box?" I faked nonchalance as I drank my coffee.

"Some stuff of Jazz's that I forgot I had. I thought Jasper would be at home on his own today so I thought I'd drop it off on my way to work" she said this all with an offhand manner as if she did this sort of thing all the time, going to see her ex boyfriends and meeting many half naked women in the process.

She put her bag on the table opening the clap and searching for something, when she found it the smile on her face receded. Taking out a small black velvet box, she placed on the table; it remained there in the middle of us looking very forlorn as she continued to speak.

"I wanted to give it to him in person, but I guess he's all worn out from last night?" she smiled a little at the half joke she made, letting out a sigh for some reason I didn't correct her, me and Jasper didn't sleep together I remember that clearly we had stayed up talking about stuff we had done as kids like bonfires at la push beach. Looking at her I realised her eyes were a little red like she had been crying, they were slightly puffy to, but she covered it up well with expertly applied makeup. There was sadness in her deep blue eyes too, something like regret mingled in with intense longing. Without thinking about it I placed her hand on Tanya's outstretched hand, at first she stiffened, but slowly relaxed pulling away gradually.

She looked at me, her eyes looking at every detail like I was under a magnifying glass her gaze was a bit brutal, I blushed under her intense scrutiny, and she smiled tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. She took one swift look at the velvet box, before looking back at me a smile still on her face as if she was recalling a lost memory.

"Apart from the hair, you look exactly like he described you. From the colour of your eyes down to that nervous habit of twitching your fingers" she let out a small laugh, leaning back in her chair and slowly drinking her watch. I had always had a slight twitch of my fingers since I was six, it looked like I was playing an imaginary piano and I did it all the time, more so when I was bored or nervous. I had never really thought much about it and I barely noticed when I was doing it. I never realised that Jasper had noticed it.

"He talked to you . . . about me?"

"Don't sound so shocked Alice, you were his first everything, first girlfriend, first kiss, first love, his first. You never forget your first especially when it ended the way it did" there was a tense pause between us. She looked down at her hands and I drank the last of my coffee, putting the cup in the sink, I turned leaning against the counter top, my hands on the edge of the counter top by my sides.

"Tanya?" she looked up at me and both her eyebrows rose, waiting for me to continue.

"Um . . . never mind it's . . . erm . . . nothing really" I was going to ask her why she and Jasper broke up, but then I remember the look in her eyes when she took out the little velvet box and I couldn't bring myself to ask her.

"After you left, when I first met him, he refused to date anyone even a year after you left. From what I heard from Rosalie and Bella he was a complete mess. It was really only when he heard about you dating James from Edward that he started to get over you"

Despite what Rosalie had said about her I couldn't help but feel sorry for this girl, she was genuinely in love with Jasper but he didn't at least he didn't when they broke up. They would have been engaged by now.

She seemed like such a nice person and I felt a pang of regret for it not working out between her and Jasper. Frowning I took two brisk steps towards Tanya, leaning down and hugging her she was taken aback but hugging me back.

"I'm so sorry Tanya" I whispered into her ear before standing up.

"Did you know since you left he hates strawberry milkshakes, and for some reason he would never go to the beach with me, especially not La Push" She had a confused expression on her face, walking away from her I bumped into sleepy Jasper. He was rubbing the sleep from his eyes when he bumped into me, he had pulled on a pair of green sweats and was shirtless. God he looked so handsome, was the first thought that came into my head. Shaking my head I walked past him as he gave me a lazy grin, returning his smile.

Gathering my clothes I changed as fast as I could while he walked into the kitchen when Tanya was still sitting. Pulling on my shoes I looked in the mirror, my hair was a mess and my eye makeup was smudged, so I wiped it off and smoothed down my hair. Grabbing my phone and coat I walked back outside into the hall way. I could hear voices coming from the kitchen and I walked quietly to hear what they were saying.

". . . Why didn't you tell her Jasper?"

"I didn't get much of a chance. And plus she different now, I don't think she'll be impressed"

"That's a nice way of speaking about her, like it was a mistake" she had contempt in her voice and was speaking to Jasper as if he had committed a heinous crime.

"No, I'm sorry. I love her but what can I do? You and I didn't work out but I still love her, I'll come round see her tomorrow, I promise"

"Fine. I just worry about her, she got so used to having you around and now . . ." now what?

"I know I'm sorry"

"I know you are, but sometimes Jasper sorry isn't enough" I heard a chair squeal as someone stood and then Tanya walked out without the cardboard box and the smaller velvet box. She looked at me and simply frowned.

"No matter what happened between me and Jasper, we still care for him. So please be careful with him you have no idea what he went through after you left" I had no idea who the 'we' she referred to was but her statement confused me, she was just having an argument with him and wanted me to careful? She didn't make any sense.

Watching as she left, I walked into the kitchen to see jasper at the table, right elbow on the table with his forehead on his palm, effectively hiding his face from me. His other arm was stretched out in front of him, the small velvet box in his hand, open the ring in side glinting in the light coming through the windows to his right.

Hearing me walk in he shut the box, rubbing his forehead and sitting up. Looking at me, he gave a forced smile that wasn't genuine.

"What was that about?" I asked as I sat next to him. He fiddled with the box continuously turning it over in his hands.

"She has a daughter. Her name is Kate and she's about five years old" he spoke with love in his voice he must have been very close to her.

"You were going to marry Tanya, weren't you?" I said filling in the blanks, it make sense he was probably like a father figure to Tanya's little girl. He simply nodded intently looking at the small velvet box in front of him.

"Yeah I was going to adopt Kate"


A/N: so...? What do you all think of Alice's talk with Jasper? Answer any questions you might have had or just raise new ones? I hope you all like this version better, I know I do!

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