Chapter 8 Jasper's point of view

When I drove home Alice's car was already parked in the driveway. Great.

Two years ago Alice and I were dating. I have no clue why. She's really annoying. Anyways she told me I had gotten her pregnant. I immediately asked her to marry me being the gentleman I am. It turns out she had never taken a pregnancy test, she just thought she was. I was pissed of course. I mean she had gotten me to marry her and I didn't even want to be in the relationship with her.

I've been wanting to get a divorce from her lately. All we do is argue now. I hate it.

I really missed Bella. My heart had shattered and I felt like a deep hole was in my chest when she left. Now I can't believe I have a child- no two children- with her. I was always in love with her, but as her best friend I couldn't be that way for her. I wanted to but she never felt that way for me. I watched her date Edward and couldn't do anything to stop it.

I sighed to myself. I wish I wasn't in this Alice mess.

I walked into my house and there was Alice. She was sitting in the living room chair in the dark with a small light turned on like all those movies where the wife is waiting to interrogate their husband.

"Where have you been?!" she yelled. Exactly like those movies.

"Alice calm down. I was talking with an old friend that I ran into." I didn't really want her to know I was with Bella.

"Who is this friend of yours?!"

"Isabella Swan," I mumbled.

"Bella's back?!" she squealed.

"Alice shut up. Yes she is just leave her alone. She has more important things to do."

"Then what? Talking to her best friend?"

"Yes. She has kids to take care of Alice."

"She what? Is she married?"

"No."

"Who's the kids' dad then?"

I sighed. This is exactly what I was afraid of. "I am."

"What?!" she shrieked.

"Alice stop it right now."

"No! Jasper you are my husband and you will respect me!"

"Alice what if I don't want to be your husband anymore?!" I yelled. I had finally made my decision I don't want to be with her anymore.

"Fine we'll get a divorce!" she yelled back.

"Good! I'll get the papers tomorrow and be out of here by the weekend." I stormed to the guest room and locked the door.

"Wait!" Alice yelled. Was she crying? Oh well. "Jazzy we aren't really breaking up are we?"

I didn't say anything. Instead I began packing.