Epilogue

I hope it was worth it.

Those words rang in my ears like chiming bells, annoyingly loud, they clanged together making me feel self-satisfied. Wherever Jasper was now I hope that having his dick buried in jailbait was worth the years and years of solitude that came with it. I knew Jasper wasn't the smartest tool in the tool shed but what he did was fucking stupid.

I stood watching Carlisle shake his head refusing to believe what Mr. Anderson was telling him. My lip twitched involuntarily fighting a smile, as they started to discuss all the things that needed to happen. Thinking back on it, Jasper could have easily prevented this disastrous night if he had just dumped Edward when I told him to. Deep down I knew he loved me, even if he didn't know it. I always thought that with a little time and patience, Jasper would finally be mine but when that didn't happen I decided to hurry things along. A few weeks after he shattered my life and my heart with his biting words I began plotting his end. I went to the school ready to tell Mr. Anderson everything only to be stopped by Bella Swan.

After she cornered me in the hallways she demanded that I wait until the time was right. Soon after she came to my home with a few native kids, saying that she had some refutable evidence to lock Edward away for good. So told me to come to the Cullen's house three days from then and everything would be settled. At first I was skeptical, wondering why the hell she cared so much about a boy she went to school with, but then I realized I didn't care. Edward had been a thorn in my side ever since I met him and eagerly I agreed to be rid of him. Moving in with Charlotte was the best decision I ever made because then I could fully focus on myself without love blinding me.

Jasper was everything to me.

While we were living on the streets he was the closest thing I had to family and when we made love during those freezing cold nights, I knew I couldn't live without him. Since we left the home we had shared everything; food, clothing, we were closer than brothers. Jasper looked out for me in ways no-one else would, he kept me close, taking me under his wing.

Edward had robbed me of that.

He stole Jasper away the day he set foot in that group home. It was like I didn't exist anymore, all he saw was Edward. Now, I don't consider myself a violent man, quite the opposite. I've never wished ill-will on anyone, until the day I saw him. He waltz into the cafeteria like he own the place and the look in Jasper eye's, like he was the greatest thing since sliced bread, dawn on his face, that was when I wanted to kill him. I wanted to tear him apart, rip out his lungs and drink his blood. Cut out those emerald eyes and impale them on a stake. Searing blind heat erupted through me and I knew it was beyond resentment, deeper than jealousy.

I hated him.

With every fiber of my being, every cell in my body, I longed to see him suffer.

When Jasper told me about this relationship I was sick to my stomach with rage. It ran through my veins polluting my system until it was all I could live and breathe. The fury was rooting in my soul, claiming me. Something had to be done about this relationship.

Jasper wasn't thinking straight, the demon had possessed him because Edward was a child.

A querulous child.

Barely seventeen years old and rotten to the core. The little shit thought the sun rose and set on his ass and Jasper did nothing but fucking encourage such nonsense.

"This has escalating far out of control. Edwards has been skipping all of his classes, the teachers say that he can barely concentrate when he is in school. Plus, several students are saying that they saw them together." Mr. Anderson's face twisted in disgust.

"There is nothing wrong with my son's sexuality," Esme defended. "Whatever Edward chooses to be, we are all in support of it."

"I meant no offense Mrs. Cullen," He digressed. "But the main point is that Mr. Whitlock lied on his application, he falsified information. Who's to say that he didn't try to seduce your son?"

"Trust me, it was the other way around," I grunted in the corner.

"Edward would never," Carlisle defended his son adamantly.

"I saw them together, holding hands," Bella insisted, before I could argue with Carlisle. "Who knows how many other kids Mr. Whitlock tried to snare. On top of that Edward tried to attack me violently twice! He's clearly unstable."

"Thank you, Ms. Swan," Mr. Link snapped. "But I think we have enough evidence against Jasper."

"I don't know how long this has been going on but it looks bad on the school. How are parents going to react when they see that the janitor has molested one of the kid's? I urge you, Carlisle, press charges." Mr. Anderson injected sternly. "The man is sick for even getting close to a minor and then trying to seduce him in the hallways of the school?"

"Hey now," I cut in, as much as I hated Edward I couldn't bear to see Jasper in prison again. "He isn't like that if anything it was Edward who-"

"Look, I know you are friends with Jasper but please try to see this objectively because if this goes to court we will need you to testify." Mr. Anderson said.

I paled visibly.

Fuck, if I spoke against Jasper he'd kill me.

"It won't come to that," I mumbled weakly.

Rolling his eyes Mr. Anderson turned back to Carlisle. "I have to notify the school board. It is my duty as principal to do so."

"Yes," Carlisle said, looking forlorn. "I completely understand."

Charlie came into the house then with Edward handcuffed looking a bloody mess. It wasn't his drenched, barely able to cover his body parts, clothing that made me shudder but his crazed eyes. They darted around the room disbelievingly, almost like they were seeing things that weren't there. Carlisle sat on the couch his head in his hands, clutching the empty bottles of pills. Mr. Link and Mr. Anderson shifted uncomfortably in their chairs as they watched Esme fuss over Edward.

"Edward?" Carlisle finally said the disgrace thick in his throat. "What have you done?"

Edward look startled for a second, as if he didn't actually think Carlisle would be speaking to him. The silence weighted thick in the room as he searched each and every one of our faces, when his eyes landed on me they turned murderous.

"What the fuck is he doing here?" He spat, struggling against the cuffs.

"Edward, please relax-" Esme said.

"I can't believe you'd fucking do this to him!" He roared at me. "Jasper trusted you!"

I wanted to laugh then, to tell Edward to go fuck himself because if anyone cared about Jasper it was me. If anyone had been there for Jasper all along it was me.

"You two brought this on yourselves!" I spat back. "I told him you were no good, I tried to stop him-"

"I don't have time for your shit. You are a fucking liar and worst of all a coward." I flinched at his words. All my life people perceived me as weak, even my own father thought lowly of me.

"I hope you rot," He snarled, before turning to Carlisle. "If we go now we can still get Jasper out of prison." His mouth moved a mile a minute as he rambled hysterically. "I know what Charlie saw looks bad, but it really isn't that bad. We fell asleep. Friends do that sometimes. Friends fall asleep together all the time and it was hot, yeah, so I took off my shirt and pants. But Jasper didn't touch me, we kept our distance, plus he isn't even gay," Edward tried to laugh but it died in his throat. "Please, let's just go now, we can figure it all out later. Once Jasper is safe and out of jail I'll be good. I promise I will be-"

"Edward," Carlisle cut in forcefully, in his hand he held up two bottles of pills. One was blue while the other one looked to be a mix of blue and yellow pills. "Did you mix your medication?"

"What-?" He sputtered. "No! NO of course I didn't!"

"Then what is this?"

His eyes darted around nervously, sweat pooled on his forehead as he shook his head adamantly. "Gabriel made me do it!"

Suddenly Carlisle was on his feet. "I'm not mad son, just tell me. Who is Gabriel?"

"Fuck you. I want Jasper back and you are keeping him from me!" He thrashed against the cuffs only to wince when Charlie tightened his hold on his arm. "Please, just give him back! I'll do anything," The dam finally broke and all the fight left his body, tears fell from his eyes as he begged Carlisle to help him.

"I promise I will help you," Carlisle said carefully. "Now tell me, who is Gabriel?"

"My guardian Angel," Edward muttered quietly. "He told me to mix the pills, but I didn't want to Carlisle I swear! Please you have to believe me. If I didn't take them Gabriel said he would send the Angel of death to take Jasper away from me. I need him please understand that I can't fucking live without him," He sobbed.

The sight was unbelievably pathetic. He babbled more incoherent garbage about the Archangel following him around at night, coming to see him in vivid dreams. Judging by the look on every ones faces they all discerned that Edward did indeed mix is medication and the fact that he had beat a police officer up made it even worse. Edward was now a dangerous raving lunatic.

That's probably why Charlie hadn't un-cuffed him yet.

Briefly Carlisle shared a look with Charlie then Esme who nodded; the exchange confused me for a moment until I saw Esme retreat into the kitchen.

Wow, Edward was bat shit crazy.

Something like guilt twisted in my stomach, I forced it away because I didn't want to feel bad for him.

"Okay, okay," Carlisle hushed, taking a few steps towards him. "You said that you didn't even think Jasper was gay…But, Mr. Link and Mr. Anderson has both seen you together on several occasions, along with Bella and Peter. Now, the school board doesn't want to go public with this…However, you are still a minor and mentally ill. Jasper took advantage of you and it is my duty as a parent to protect you. That monster violated you."

For some reason this didn't seem like Carlisle's words. They were too scripted, too precise that it was like he stole them from somebody else. I turned to Bella who was dabbing fake tears away from her eyes, while a devilish smirked played on her lips.

Esme came back then with two men dressed in white trailing behind her.

"We will get you all the help you need Edward, in Port Angeles, I'm sure you will get better," Carlisle said confidently, patting Edward on the shoulder. His words echoed, bouncing off the walls making my head spin.

They were sending him away.

Throughout the speech Edward eyes had been firmly planted on the ground, slowly they rose to meet mine.

It was a look I knew I'd never forget.

In his deep green orbs I could see it. The rage is simmering but he was trying to suppress it, control it. Eyebrows mashed into one thick line his thin lips welded together, spoke volumes. With a vicious glare in his eyes, wordlessly he vowed once he got out he'd tear our heads off because he is crazy.

You don't fuck with crazies.

They are your normal everyday people. They do your laundry, take out the trash, wash your car, drive the school bus and clean your homes. They were everywhere. He smiled then, slow, twisted and lethal because it was only a matter of time.

Then he'd be released.

Then he'd make us all pay.

Then he'd go on a rampage.

A/N: Don't forget to check out the sequel! Thanks so much for everyone who followed this story and reviewed it:) Also a big thanks to my wonderful Beta!