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Chapter ten

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Chapter Ten

Gotta Love The Classics

Third Person POV

Rosalie Hale gently pulled herself out of bed, and then laid back down, groaning.

Jasper and Bella

They are...

Oh my God!

After recovering from her initial shock syndrome, she raised herself out of bed and opened her door. Making sure nobody was in the hallway, she walked downstairs and into the kitchen. Bella Swan sat calmly on the counter.

Rosalie just stood their and gawked.

I will never be able to look you in the eye ever again.

She didn't dare say this aloud. Instead, she scurried over to the fridge and tried to make casual conversation as non-awkwardly as possible.

" Hello,'' she said, smiling tightly." Bells.''

Bella smiled a little-a smile that did not reach her eyes- and waved at Rosalie. " Hey, Rose.''

Rosalie took a blood bag out the fridge and softly kicked the refrigerator door closed. She pored it into a small mug and put it into the microwave.

" So...,'' she drawled out." How have you been doing?'' Bella cringed a little.

Before or after my boyfriend dumped me and now I don't know whether or not a certain blonde-haired vampire wants to kill me?

" Peachy,'' she replied, slipping off the counter." You?''

" Great.'' Rosalie and Bella then entered what could have been the worlds most intense stare off.

You're sleeping with Jasper

Why are you staring at me?

Both girls narrowed eyes at each other. But Rosalie- being the best glaring vampire in the entire world- won.

" What? Do I have anything on my face?,'' Bella asked, pretending to wipe dirt off her beautiful face." Because if I do,'' she stepped a bit closer to Rosalie." Tell me.''

No. Just a dirty little secret.

" No. Nothing.'' Rosalie crossed her arms over her chest." Just a major secret that I'm sure that you have been so good at keeping.'' Bella's eyes widened and she took a step back.

"Wha-what are you talking about, Rose?'' She took a shaky breath." I would never keep secrets from anyone.'' Rosalie stepped closer and was now nose to nose with Bella.

" Oh,'' she said, her cool breath blowing into Bella's face." I think you would.''

Bella now took a nervous laugh but glanced around nervously, as if someone would hear them. " What are you talking about, Rosalie?''

" Don't act like you don't know,'' she whispered." I know all about you and...Jasper.'' Bella nearly chocked on her own breath.

" Me and Jasper-,''

" You and Jasper,'' Rosalie mimicked in a high soprano,'' Are fucking each other to forget about your exes.'' She added a side comment. " Which is wrong, by the way.''

" You don't know why we're doing it.'' Bella was clenching her fist." So don't pretend you do.''

" So you are fucking him.'' Rosalie let out a cold laugh." And I thought I was crazy.''

" Why are you doing this?'' Bella was taken aback by Rose's cold nature." Why are you taunting me?''

" I want to know why,'' Rose said, looking at Bella with pleading eyes." You're letting him use you like this.''

" I am not being used!" Bella didn't like that word. Used. She wasn't a slut. Was she? " Just trying to ease some of the pain.''

" So you're using,'' Rose used the word again." Each other.'' Rosalie clicked her tongue in disdain." That's low Bella. Really low.''

Bella bared her teeth and gave Rosalie a threatening look. " Don't you dare judge me. Miss I-Killed-All-My-Husband's-Friends-And-Husband.'' Bella had pushed a button that was never supposed to be pushed, ever. And she pushed it. Hard.

" Bella, hear me out.'' Rosalie didn't care that Bella had literally broke her heart with that one comment. She just wanted to help her friend. " You gotta stop doing this. It's messing you up.''

Bella laughed bitterly." Yeah, well. Sometimes getting messed up, is better than getting broken up.'' Rosalie closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

" Bella...Please-,''

" You know what? Fuck you, Rosalie.'' She got ready to leave. Because there was no way in hell she was going to stay there and take constructive criticism from Blondie. "Fuck.You!''. And she stomped out the house and into a the bitter cold.

You're Here He's Gone Deal With It.

Bella Swan would never admit it, but she actually wanted to slap the shit out of herself.

It wasn't just the fact that she was going off on everyone and thing she met.

But the fact that she hated going off on everyone and thing she met.

" I a bitch,'' she said to herself. " A stupid, cold, manipulative bitch.''

And I still haven't admitted to myself that I kind of feel something for Jasper

Way to go...Bitch

"Oh...Shut up.'' She was crazy, talking to herself like this. But she really couldn't care less.

" I hope you're not talking to me.'' It was a voice. Southern and boyish. Sexy and hot. Hello, Jasper Whitlock.

" Of course not,'' she muttered." Just talking to myself.''

Jasper let out a soft laugh and plopped down on the ground next to her. It was still daytime, but late afternoon. Gray clouds swarmed the sky, making Bella more depressed than she already was. Jasper turned to her and frowned. So sad. She looked so sad.

" You okay.'' He reached forward to caress her cheek, but she scooted away as if she was utterly repulsed by him.

" Like you care,'' she said, snorting." Like you give a damn what I feel.''

This hurt Jasper. A lot.

" I do care,'' he whispered, surging forward to kiss her, but she moved away. " Bella, what the?''

" I don't want you near me,'' she hissed. " I don't want you to touch me.''

As much as these words hurt him, he continued to move closer to her. This time, he gripped her shoulders and forced her to look directly at him.

" I'm touching you.''

What is this? Kindergarten.

" And I..'' Bella ran out of smart-ass comments. " Shut up.''

Jasper smiled slightly but he still wanted to know. What was wrong with her?

" You seem angry. About something. What is it?'' Bella sucked in a breath and looked at Jasper.

" Like you don't know.''

Copyright Rosalie.

" I don't know.'' He shrugged and leaned in closer." But I have a feeling you do.'' He licked his lips and Bella huffed and pushed him away roughly. She stood up and shook her head, fire burning in her eyes.

" You bastard!,'' she said in disbelief.

" What?'' Jasper stood up also. " What did I do?''

" One minute you want to rip my throat out,'' Bella was absolutely livid. " The next, you want to have sex with me.'' She bit her lip." Who do you think you are?''

" I think I'm Jasper Whitlock.'' He sped forward and came nose to nose toward her.

" Jasper Whitlock.'' Bella laughed without humor." Woman manipulator, son of a bitch...'' Jasper looked at her in utter disbelief.

" I do not, manipulate woman.'' He looked down at his shoes." Now son of a bitch...''

" Then what do you call having sex with a girl then yelling and spitting in her face? Playing nice.'' Jasper narrowed his eyes.

" You act like you're all high and mighty. Miss Swan.'' He snarled and gritted his teeth. He pulled her closer to him and leaned in, his lips inches away from his. " Like you're so innocent.''

Bella fake sighed and Jasper immediately became dizzy. Her sweet breath, strawberries dipped in chocolate that was mixed in nectar. So intoxicating. " Maybe I'm not. But why does that matter.'' Their lips connected and they roughly became intruding each others mouths. Jasper quickly gained the upper hand and started sucking on Bella's tongue. Unconsciously, he began unbuttoning the denim jeans Bella had on.

He's the master and I'm the puppet.

And in a sick, twisted kind of way...

I like it.

And she did, because despite all the pain and..Using, they both knew that they needed each other. Without each other

They would have probably went insane a looong time ago.

" I love you,'' he said in between their frantic kisses.

" Yeah right,'' she whispered as he continued to pump his fingers into her core.

Jasper pulled her down to the ground and put her on all fours. He then proceeded to rip off all her clothes. Her creamy skin shone in the daylight. He unbuttoned his pants and parted her legs. Slowly, he filled her core, groaning at her wet entrance.

" I love you,'' he repeated it again.

"Whatever.''

He started going faster, pounding into her sweet entrance. He pulled a fistful of her brown hair and savored the sweet sounds she made as he ruthlessly fucked her.

" Fuck!,'' she yelled out," Jasper.''

She'd... said my name.

" Bella!'', he came inside her, still thrusting inside her. Bella, panting heavily, dug her fingers in the ground.

Slowly, he retreated from her entrance and laid next to her on the forest ground. He slipped on his shirt and pants and handed Bella her tattered clothing back on. She gingerly slipped it back on and was glad that her shirt only had a few minor tears.

''I love you.''

''Yeah right.''

But on the inside, she had actually cried. She wanted to say it back to him and mean it.

" I love you,'' Jasper turned to face her and the truth was revealed.

Bella Swan and Jasper Whitlock

Loved each other.

" I love you, too.'' And there were no lies. No heartbreak. It was genuine. Golden to golden eyes. Two distraught hearts. It was your classic love story.

And they spent the rest of the day silently embracing each other.

And the rest of the night staring up at the sky.

Knowing that they really loved each other.

Genuinely

Loved each other.

Your classic love story.