Stunned, I watched her go....

I watched Bella's retreating back, my body slowly going numb. What the hell did I just do? Seriously? I didn't think anything of Jenna and the hug or the kiss until Bella brought it up. Maybe it was out of line...

What the fuck are you talking about Jasper? So you slept with her, so what? She's not your girlfriend, so she had no excuse to act the way she did. That was true. She wasn't my girlfriend. I had slept with many other girls, and none of them had really flipped out if they saw me flirting with other girls. Well...a few of them thought that we would be together forever, and that we would get married and shit, but those were the really insane ones. Bella was different. At least, I thought she was. I didn't understand why this was a big deal to her. If I wanted her to be my girlfriend, I would make the effort to ask her. But I didn't want her for a girlfriend. Did I? I mean, I only had sex with her. But last night was....special...to me somehow. It was different than with other girls. Whenever I was with Bella, I forgot about my fucked up life. I forgot about all of the withering glares I got from my father, every time I brought home an F. So what if my two older brother's were both at Harvard and Yale? So what if one was going to be a big shot neurologist, and the other was going to be a top notch lawyer. What the hell did I care? I was the loser, the fuck up of the family. I wasn't like my brothers, and I was never going to be like them.

Whenever I was with Bella, my heart soared. And when I wasn't...it...hurt. Sort of. I shook my head. Everything was too confusing for me. But the thing that worried me the most was that Bella no longer wanted anything to do with me. At the thought of never being able to talk to her again, or see her again, my throat constricted. What the hell was wrong with me? Why was I acting this way? She was just a fucking girl...wasn't she? I mean, I only pretended to like her so that I could win Emmett's bet. Right? I tugged at my hair slightly in confusion. How come women have to be so complicated? The bell rang, jolting me out of my thoughts. I looked around, and noticed that the halls were now empty.

I didn't really feel like going to my next class, but I did all the same. I knew that Bella was also in my second hour class with me. I swallowed the strange lump in my throat, and forced myself to my history class. I managed to sneak into the classroom undetected. I saw that Bella was sitting by herself. Next to an empty seat. Teeth clenched, I walked over and boldly sat down next to her. She glared at me, but pointedly refused to meet my gaze.

"Bella, we need to talk," I whispered furiously. She shook her head.

"There's nothing to talk about Jasper. We had a one night stand. Get over it. Just go back to being the player of the school and fucking every girl you see," she spat under her breath. Stunned, I remained silent for the rest of the period. Once the bell rang, I sprag from my chair and ran out the door after Bella.

"Bella!" I yelled. She ignored me and kept on walking. I ran faster to catch up with her, but she sped up, and dodged students to get past me. Eventaully, I stopped. I wasn't going to look like a dumbass chasing a girl through the hallways. I sighed, and dropped my backpack to the floor. I walked through the throngs of people in a daze. Students kept bumping in to me, but I kept moving forward. I didn't care if I walked into anyone. That wasn't my problem. Everything was in a haze. My vision seemed clouded, and I was tired all of a sudden. I sighed once more and walked out the side doors of the building. It was raining outside. I stared up at the sky. It was perfect. It fit my mood exactly. Since I got dropped off today, I was going to have to walk home. It was a fifteen minute drive. That means it would probably be an hour or so walk, especially if I went slow. I sighed, and bowed my head and started walking home.

Bella POV

The rest of the day dragged by. After my encounter with Jasper, my day was ruined. I didn't wan to see him anymore. Then how come you keep looking for him? I shook my head. That wasn't true. I wasn't looking for Jasper. I never wanted to see him again. He used me, and then dumped me like last week's dinner. It was embarrassing, and degrading. And most of all he hurt me. He hurt me very deeply. And that was something that I couldn't easily forgive. It was going to take some time to get over that. Jasper was just going to have to realize that. I spent the rest of the day miserable. Truth be told, I was looking around for Jasper every chance I got. But I hadn't seen him after class. Where did he go? Did he leave because of me? The final bell rang, and I hurried to my locker. As I was finishing getting my books, I kept checking down the hall to my left where I knew Jasper's locker was. He wasn't there. I delayed getting my books for another five minutes, and he still wasn't there. Usually he threw his backpack in his locker right after school and left.

So where was he? I bit my lower lip. I had told him that I never wanted to see him again. What if he took me literally and dropped out of school or transferred or something? Worry began eating at my stomach. I rushed outside and checked for his car. It wasn't there. Okay. So he obviously left school. And it was because of me. Lightning flashed, and the rain started pouring down even harder. Wind whipped through my clothes and chilled me to the bone. I shivered and gathered my jacket closer around me. I hurried to my car, and started the engine. I sat in the drivers seat and waited a few minutes for the car to warm up. I drummed my fingers on the steering wheel while I contemplated where Jasper was. He probably went home. I should just drive by, just to see if his car was there. My mind set, I put my car in gear and pulled out of the school parking lot. I was so worried about him that I was making myself nauseous.

I gritted my teeth, and drove as fast as I dared in the hard rain. I took the route that Jasper normally took, keeping an eye out for his car. In this kind of weather, he might have skidded and driven into a ditch. That thought caused my throat to catch. I drew a deep breath and forced myself to remain calm. Jasper was a good driver. He's fine. He just left school early. He's going to be fine, I kept reassuring myself. Soon, I reached his house. His car was in the driveway. I slowed down and puled over to the side. Okay, so his car was in the driveway. Good. The lights were on in his room I noticed. That was good too. See, he's fine. Stop worrying. I glanced at his house again when I noticed something odd. The front door looked odd. Frowning, I got out of my car and ran across the street. I crept up the front steps, and noticed that the lock had been picked. Okay. That was weird. I knew Jasper had keys. Why was the lock picked? Suddenly my heart started beating faster. What if someone was in the house? What if there was a robber in Jasper's house? Jasper was in there! He could get hurt! Panic starting to settle in, I dropped my bag on the front step, and softly pushed the door open. I peered around the corner, and didn't see anyone.

I pushed the door open wider, and stepped inside. I gently pushed the door shut behind me, making sure that it didn't make any noise. I treaded carefully. If there was someone in the house, I didn't want them to hear me. I needed to make it up to Jasper's room and warn him. Slowly, I started to creep up the stairs.

Jasper POV

I trudged along the side of the road slowly, rainwater dripping from my curls and into my eyes. I shook my hair to get it out of my eyes. I glanced at my phone. I had taken the long way home. School had gotten out about ten minutes ago. I picked up the pace. I had told my dad that I was going to get a ride home after school today, so he would be expecting me home soon. Granted, neither him nor my mom was going to be home until about seven. I walked a little bit faster. Suddenly, a truck came roaring around the corner, and splashed me with water.

"Oh come on!" I yelled after it. Stunned, I stared at the license plate. That was Bella's truck. What the hell was she doing driving this way? And she was driving way too fast in this kind of weather. I broke out into a run. A few minutes later I reached my house. I was soaking wet, and out of breath. Her truck was parked haphazardly across the street. I looked up, and saw the my light was on. What the hell? I ran to my door, and fished out my keys. I noticed that the door was already unlocked. Now how the fuck did she get in? The door was locked...wasn't it? Upon further inspection, I noticed that the lock had been picked. And I knew exactly who had done it. Gritting my teeth, I burst through the door.

A/N- Okay here's chapter ten!! :) I'm not a big fan of this chapter....eh. But it will do I suppose. It didn't really turn out how I wanted it to. But if it is met with extreme dislike, then I will re-write it. But it all depends on you guys. Let me know what you think and review! :)

P.S- Sorry about the shortness of the chapter.