"Shh, its okay, everything will be okay"

We sat in the meadow, in pitch black, for hours on end. Jasper would kiss my neck every now and then. The silence was broken when my phone went off in my pocket.

Where are you? You and Jasper have been gone all night, what's happening? Wait… do I want to know…Edward x

Jasper must have read the text over my shoulder, he chuckled lightly. He loosened his grip around my waist and placed his hands on my back, nudging me slightly to get up. I got up and span around to face Jasper. He blurred up and took both my hands. He smiled at me, trying to reassure me. It wasn't really working and I think he felt that because he pulled me into a deep kiss. I smiled, feeling better. He chuckled and picked me up. "Let's head home, Mrs Whitlock." I giggled. Although I felt better, I still felt horrible as I knew what was looming. Jasper set off with me in his arms and we ran back home. We walked up the porch and went into the living room where Edward was standing, with a worried look on his face.

Thursday morning

Edward had read my mind seconds before Jasper and I had stepped in the house on Monday. He knew everything, every little detail, as he had seen the vision in my head. The whole family discussed this for a short while, but Carlisle agreed that it was Jaspers choice in the matter. So, here I am, sat on the couch on the morning of the day my husband would leave to fight for my life. There was this sickly feeling pain in my stomach, even after Jasper had told me a countless number of times that none of this was my fault. I sat fidgeting nervously. Jasper was upstairs packing a few things. Everyone was in the living room with me and I could feel every single one of them looking at me, so I kept my head down. When I heard Jasper coming down the stairs I looked up at where he would enter the room. He walked in with his bag slung over his shoulder. He nodded at Carlisle. I got up and walked over to him. I tip toed up to kiss him on the cheek and he half smiled at me. He hated himself more than he usually did because he was leaving me, but I had explained to him that he was doing it for me, so there was no reason for him to feel like that. Jasper always seemed to hate himself for some reason. I knew, though, that he had absolutely no reason to feel like that. He took my hand and we walked to the garage and to Emmett's jeep. Peter and Charlotte had arranged to meet Jasper on the Canadian border, so Jasper is taking the jeep across some hard terrain to get there. He slung his bag over the side of the jeep, into the back and walked over to me. He took my hands in his and stared into my eyes. I was sobbing quietly, looking down. He cupped his hand around my chin and pulled me gently to look up at him. He then answered the question I was too scared to ask.
"I will come back." He smiled for my sake. I nodded, not able to say anything as I knew it would make my tearless sobbing worse.

When Jasper got into the drivers seat of the jeep, I stood by the jeep, on the opposite side of his door. He started the engine, it roared into life. I looked at him, taking in every detail of his face, breathing in his scent, for what might be the last time. He looked at me also, maybe doing the same thing. The others left us to say goodbye on our own, but Jasper refused to call it a goodbye. Jasper took a deep breathe in and I knew it was time for him to go defend my life. I leaned forward and kissed him on the lips. This kiss was more meaningful than anything you could ever imagine. It was full of sorrow, hope and love. It was the only goodbye either of us could bring ourselves to say. Jasper looked at me for a few seconds after the kiss and then kissed my forehead. I leant back and Jasper put the jeep into gear and gave me a last glance before going. I stood there, in silence, watching him go. It was the hardest thing I had ever done. Why did I let the love of my life, the meaning of my life, leave? He might be going to save me from Maria, but by leaving to protect me, I was hurt, torn. I looked down at the cold, hard concrete floor of the garage and folded my arms before starting to sob tearlessly. Esme was next to me in a shot, trying to console me as we walked slowly but surely back into the living room. I wasn't focusing on anybodies words, so as soon as I got back into the living room, I looked up. "I'll be in my room"

I shot upstairs in an instant, into mine and Jaspers room. I shut the door and crawled under the bed covers. Laying my head on Jaspers pillow, I sobbed.

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I know I took a while to upload this, but I got distracted by yogurt and coke-a-cola. Guilty as charged xD

Jasper: If right is leaving, I'd rather be wrong, So why'd you make me leave ?!?!
Me: I had to get some action into this story. I know this is absolutely heartbreaking for you and Alice, as it is for me. I'm sorry. Forgive me, please?
Jasper: *Quietly* I'll think about it.
Alice: *Heartbroken* Whyyyyyy?? Why'd you make him leave … *Sobs*
Me: *Heartbroken* I sorry. *looks down*

Love Alice-oxox

xxxxxxx