A/N: I do not own Twilight. No copyright infringement intended.
This o/s was inspired by Bruno Mars' song, Grenade.
Fight for You
I'd catch a grenade for you
Throw my hand on a blade for you
I'd jump in front of a train for you
You know I'd do anything for you
I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes, I would die for you, baby
But you won't do the same
- Bruno Mars, Grenade
"Don't you understand that I would do anything for you? Anything!"
I watched in shock as Edward's face contorted in pain and anger, his hands clenching and unclenching into tight fists.
My silence must have angered him further because he stepped closer to me, gripping my shoulders tightly, but not so tight that he'd hurt me.
"I love you, Jasper. Why won't you believe that?"
Looking into his pleading, green eyes, I tried to believe him. I wanted to believe him.
"You don't mean that," I responded. "You're just confused. Maybe you feel obligated because of our history. We have been friends for a long time."
His hands fell from me as his shoulders sagged. Defeat seemed to infest every cell of his body and I felt horrible. I never wanted him to feel like this. I never wanted him to ever feel the rejection and unworthiness I've felt in the past.
"I do mean it, Jasper. This isn't confusion or experimentation or any other bullshit. I'm in love with you and I…I just wish you could find it in your heart to love me back. Fuck, we've been friends for years and I watched you go from one bad relationship to the next, hoping and praying that one day you'd see me as more than just your drinking buddy."
Sighing and looking down on the floor, he said quietly, "It's okay. I'm not strong like Peter or charming like Riley. I'm not world-traveled like Demetri or happy go-lucky like Jake. I'm just plain old me; the music nerd who stupidly fell in love with his best friend."
Tears filled my eyes as Edward's words stabbed my heart. No, he wasn't like all of those guys and that's why I did love him so much. He was loyal, kind, clever and smart. He would give you his last nickel if you needed it and he always put others' happiness above his own. I'd seen it so many times during our friendship.
I wanted to tell him that he makes my heart speed up whenever he walks into the room, and how I'm dazzled by his smile. His laugh makes me melt and his emotions, which he wears so openly on his sleeves, make me want to hug, kiss and cherish him.
But I was scared.
I was scared that once I finally did give him my heart, he'd rip it out of my chest and stomp on it. All the others did.
"I'm not like them, you know," he said, almost reading my mind.
Walking forward and looking deeply into my eyes, he stood directly in front of me. We were so close I could feel the rise and fall of his chest as he breathed.
"You can trust me with your heart. I'll take care of it, I promise."
Reaching forward, he gently placed his hand over my heart and I immediately felt warmth radiate through me; from the top of my head to the tips of my toes, and it felt good.
It felt right.
It felt like home.
"I want to try," I whispered softly. "But I'm so scared. The thought of possibly losing you would be my ending, Edward. Those other guys didn't mean a quarter as much as you do. You're my best friend and everything I could ever ask for, but I'm so afraid that I'll lose you."
His eyes shimmered as his hand moved from my chest to my cheek where his thumb lightly rubbed over my cheekbone.
"I'm not going anywhere, Jasper. I've loved you for so long and I doubt there's anything that could make me stop. You're the love of my life and I don't intend to ever let you go."
A feeling a pure euphoria coursed through my veins upon hearing his words.
"I love you too, Edward. More than you know."
"Then please don't push me away. We're in this together."
Nodding my head, I repeated, "Together. Forever."
"Forever."
He pulled me into his arms and confirmed our commitment with a slow and tender kiss. It was perfect. He was perfect.
Edward wasn't like the others. He was so much more and I was the luckiest damn guy in the world to be on the receiving end of his limitless love.
