Oh my goodness!

So sorry for leaving everyone hanging for so long, I am aware of this!

Classes started last week and I have been over whelmed with everything.

I am sure most of you are in the same boat!

Thanks for staying in there with me, though.

I appreciate any and everyone who looks at this story.

I'm really going to try not to be so slow with this! Try being the key word

Also, I'm not really happy with this chapter but I was trying to get something out.

Sorry about that!

Caitlin

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EPOV:

How was I to deal with this?

Anger, confusion, jealousy; all these emotions swept through my body taking every ounce of me with them.

Jasper was my brother. We trusted in one another, we had to in order for this all to work. Before this moment I would have trusted him with my life but now for the first time I couldn't seem him as a brother.

He was a thief, a liar, a worthless man who couldn't live with not getting what he wanted.

Every moment we shared, every laughter we had, every secret we shared, it was all clouded behind my rage.

I had picked Bella up from the bathtub and placed her in my bed after the sobs began to cease to a light whimper. Sleep swallowed her whole the moment she touched the sheets. Her body was still under the heavy blankets except for the frantic movement under her eyelids, I was sure she was reliving the moment in her dreams. She would always have nightmares of what he did to her. Even when times passes she will still awake from her sleep every now and again soaked in sweat, her heart beat racing her eyes searching for me to be there. I could hardly watch her; I wanted to save her from her own nightmare.

I left her there in her own Hell praying to myself that maybe this time before Jasper reaches for her, before he rips her clothes from her body that she will see me. Let me get there at the right moment this time. Let me save her from all this, let me be her hero.

I turned my back from her unable to watch her any longer; my heart ached to much to continue.

I blamed myself for leaving that morning, for telling her to continue her chores. She was mine. I should have told her to stay in the room until I returned. I put her at risk, I allowed this to happen. Bella was my property and I should have never left her unattended. She should always be by my side where she belongs; next to me so that I can protect her and keep her safe.

I couldn't continue like this. What happened has happened, I just had to make sure it never happened again.

I had to find Jasper in order for this to never happen again to.

I tore myself from the room, quietly closing the door behind me leaving Bella alone for the last time.

I rounded the corner to Jaspers room and pressed my ear to the wooden door listening for his movements inside. I heard nothing which allowed my hand to turn the door knob. I looked inside the large room, scanning it with my eyes to assure myself he was not in there. To be honest I didn't expect him to be in there, none of us were stupid and Jasper would only figure that I would eventually come looking for him.

I moved through the house with great speed and determination, rounding every corner looking in each room. With every room I did not find him my anger took over a little more of me and my determination increased.

As I searched I thought to myself 'Leave it to Jasper to run. That's how Jasper has always handled things. He would have only touched Bella when I was not around and now he would hide to avoid me, he was a coward'.

'He thought of himself as a man when he was with the company of himself and others who did not truly know him but he knew he was nothing when standing beside me', I couldn't help laughing to myself at this thought.

Suddenly my ear caught the light laughter of a woman in the distance and my attention was suddenly at attention. It was one of the other girls and it was worth checking out.

I slowly stalked closer to the room like a hunter its prey, hoping not to scare poor Jasper away if that is where he was.

I stood in the doorway and stared at Jasper whose back was turned towards me. Jaspers hands were raised to his girls face as he stroked her cheek.

I lifted my finger to my lips and warned the girl to stay quiet.

I wondered if he had noticed that her eyes had widened in horror at that moment.

Without dwelling on the thought I stepped toward him and pushed his body so that he fell sideways into the wall beside him. The girl gave out a shriek as she hurried out of the room.

She was smart; she didn't want to be standing there as I ripped apart her master.

Jasper had been caught off guard and was now trying to gather himself off the floor. I took the chance to help him myself as I grabbed the collar of his shirt and helped his body up.

I pressed his body up against the wall, my body helping to support his as I continued to grip him by the collar. Jasper was always the scrawny one out of the three of us, he wasn't weak per say but he was nothing compared to me.

I stared at him, my faces inches away. "You like touching things that aren't yours don't you?!" I sneered through clenched teeth next to his ear. Shoving his body harder against the wall with every word that came out of my mouth, each one harder then the last.

His dirty blonde hair was in his face now covering his eyes and his head was lowered, limiting me from seeing all of his features, but he raised his head with a thin grin on his face.

"What's mine is yours, brother, right? He said have laughing.

What a cocky bastard.

Every word he spoke fueled me.

I bashed his head against the wall, once twice, three times. I heard the sound of each blow to his head against the wall and watched him try to raise his head again.

His eyes were rolled back into his head as I raised his head by his neck and forced him to look at me. His eyes closed but his face once again started to spread a wide smirk

"I guess not" he said with a light chuckle, coughing under the heaviness of my hands on his throat.

We were exactly alike. He would never want to show his pain to me, he was going to try to play it off with his cheeky comments.

This was only going to make things worse because I wanted to see him hurt, I wanted to make him crack and beg for me to stop.

I released my fury onto his face, punching him and kneeing him in the stomach with everything I had in me. He was going to hurt. I wanted him to feel the pain hurting Bella; I was going to make sure he never forgot what he did.

I watched as his thick crimson blood began to cover his face, pouring out of that smirk of his and clouding his features from me.

I didn't stop, I couldn't stop; I never wanted to stop.

I felt strong hands gripping on to my shoulders pulling me back, they were really trying but I wasn't ready to stop.

I struggled with the hands from pulling me off only really giving in when I had exhausted myself from Jasper.

It was Emmett and his grasp was like stone on me, a pleading grip. I wasn't seeing clearly yet, not through the rage.

I continued trying to release my self and carry on with my assault on the body that was now slumped on the floor before me.

"Edward, please!" Emmett said into my ear. "You need to stop! Can't you see? You have done what you have come to do" he pleaded with me.

I could see carliel kneeling on the floor, prying Jaspers eye lids open to look at his pupils.

I figured the girl had run straight from here to one of their rooms. Probably pounding frantically on their door while crying, trying to explain through broken sobs.

I was regaining my senses again and I no longer needed to be held.

"He deserved everything he got!" I screamed pointing down to the figure on the floor.

"Punishment needed to be carried out! Who was going to do that? Huh? Would one of you taught him a lesson; perhaps turn him into the police? No, of course not. I took care of the issue!" My chest was heaving to keep myself under control I was struggling for breath between my screams; all they could do was look at me.

Emmett and Carlile, neither one of them had anything to say, they knew they had nothing to say, I had been right. They couldn't defend Jasper if they wanted. Emmett was there when I found Bella; he saw how she lay like a corpse on the ground. They couldn't say anything to me.

I continued to stand there for a moment before turning to leave the room. My body carried me to my room; I hardly felt my feet touch the ground. I entered the room and made a straight line for the bathroom. Bella was still asleep; she would probably remain asleep until tomorrow afternoon.

I slipped into the shower, the water scorching my skin. I let it wash Jaspers blood off of me and wash my own from the wounds I had inflicted on myself.

I laid my forehead against the tile.

'I was right. He got what was coming to him', I said to myself.

Jasper was nothing to me and I hoped he carried with him a scar that would remind himself of that.

I washed my hands clean of Jasper that night. I tried to wash away the whole thing.

I was going to have to change things around here, change the way I did things. Bella could no longer leave my side. She was mine, and would remain mine. I had picked her especially for myself and now she had been touched by another.

I tried to wash those thoughts from my head.

I would protect Bella. I would be there for her now.

I couldn't take back leaving her alone but I could make sure it never happened again.

I exited the shower staring at myself in the mirror. My cream skin was now bright pink from the water.

I made a promise to myself right there that nothing would happen to her again.