Hello :D Here is the new chapter :o it took a long time to write because I was in a serious writter's block vv IT SUCKED! Anyways :D I'm back!


She entered their bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed, trying hard to figure out what the hell had happened back at the hospital. She felt like laughing at her own stupidity! She had actually thought they had bonded! But Jasper had made it quite clear that he didn't care if they revealed their deepest secrets to each other, he was still going to act like a goddamned asshole.

But it can't be…the little voice in the back of her mind said. I mean, it he can't act like nothing happened, he told you about his mom for crying out loud.

'What if he regrets it?' She thought, feeling like her heart had dropped to her stomach. 'The fact that he told me meant a lot to me… I mean, I felt that he trusted me, confided in me his greatest and deepest fear…'

You could always ask him about it… the stupid little voice answered. She frowned, a new feeling of frustration filling her. Of course she wasn't going to ask him, but how the heck was she going to find out what he was thinking, then?

And then it was that moment at the hospital… she had really thought that he was going to kiss her, and her body reactions had terrified her. It was like having no control, her head tilting itself backwards and her lips parting by their own freaking mind…

Mortified, she shook her head and slammed down on the bed, her legs hanging limply on the edge. What the hell was wrong with her? It would only bring problems if she continued to let her body respond to his in such a way. The problem was that it wasn't only her body that called for him.

She found herself wanting to have him at her side, trying to comfort him and to tell him it was ok, trying to help him fight his demons…

The door opened and she sat up straight, her husband coming into sight. He smiled at her (a forced-looking one, may she say) and made his way to the bathroom. She waited for him to come out, which was only a couple of minutes later, and tried to start polite conversation.

"How are you feeling?" She stared at him intently, trying to discover one minimal sign of him acknowledging whatever had happened between them the night before.

"Fine, I slept well. I never thought that those hospital beds would be so comfortable!" He grinned.

She blushed and ducked her head, knowing first hand that they weren't as comfortable and that his head hadn't rested nowhere near the bed last night. "Really?" She stammered.

"Yeah… you?"

She was sure she had a few kinks in the back, but shrugging, she said she was fine. There was an awkward silence following her last statement and she wringed her hands nervously.

"So… about last night" She started, avoiding eye contact. From her peripheral vision she saw his head snap to attention and her stomach clenched.

"What about it?" He said coldly and she dared to take a peek at his face from under her eyelashes. His expression was icy, his chin tilted up and he had taken a defensive pose. She decided to disregard the warnings.

"Are you really going to pretend that nothing happened?"

"What happened?" He said in what he hoped was a casual manner, but she read thought his façade and stood up angrily.

"Oh, I dunno" She mocked, walking up to him and poking his chest with her index finger. "Maybe we discussed some serious things, maybe we talked about nothing at all or maybe…" She gasped theatrically "maybe… we had sex!" She said, widening her eyes and covering her mouth with her hand.

"Fuck off" He muttered, trying to push her away.

"No, I won't" She stood her ground. "You know damn well what happened last night, Jasper, and I won't let you act as if it was nothing!"

"I was under the influence of God knows how many drugs they packed me with in the hospital, I didn't know what I was saying, so I dunno what I told you, but it wasn't the trut—"

"YES, IT WAS!" She yelled, eyes brimming with tears. Oh, my God, he was denying it. He didn't trust her at all and she felt betrayed. She had actually told this idiot about her past… "You know perfectly well that what you told me and what I TOLD YOU is nothing but the truth! Why are you denying it?"

He narrowed his eyes. "What does a little girl like you know, huh?" He cocked his head to the side and advanced towards her "What do you know about losing a parent or about living in the real world, huh? With drugs, with violence, with people dying..." He spat the word and came closer until they were inches apart. "You know nothing!" He hissed.

"I didn't until you decided to go and try to kill yourself in my fucking bathroom!" She pushed him back "What the hell, Jasper? Do you think your mom would have—?"

"Don't you dare talk about her!" He roared and grasped her hands tightly. "You know nothing about her! You think you are all special because I let it slip what happened?" He scoffed and she swallowed, willing herself not to cry. "You are no one" He snarled.

"Ok, I'm done with you, Jasper. Let me go" She refused to meet his eyes, expecting him to grasp her harder and yell some more.

She was surprised when he let go immediately.

"Leave"

She was going to leave anyways, but with that command, to do it would be too submissive, and she didn't want him to think that he had some kind of control on her.

"You leave, I'm not going anywhere! I have as much right to be here as you do!"

"You seemed ready to go a few seconds ago!"

"Well, I changed my mind! Now, leave!"

"I've got stuff to do here!"

"What? There are still some pills left?" She spat venomously. She knew she had crossed the line the second the last word had left her mouth and she lowered her gaze. "I didn't mean that, I'm sor—"

"SHUT UP!" He exploded and she fell silent, "you think you are so perfect, don't you" He gave a mirthless laugh. "So pure… so virginal…not tainted at all, right?" He was fuming. "But you are not, Alice." He narrowed his eyes, "You are tainted… yes, tainted like me…" He smirked "I don't give a shit about what happened to you" He pecked her lips "Who in their right mind would want someone without a past?"

She looked at him as if he had struck her, and he felt a twinge of regret for telling her that, but he was so pissed off that he didn't care. He stepped aside, and let her run out of the room.

O.O.O.O.O

She knew it was wrong, immoral even, but she couldn't help her hand knocking on the door.

"Alice?" A confused Edward Masen stood behind the opened door a few seconds later.

"Hey" She gave him a watery smile. He stepped aside, a silent invitation to let her in.

She did.

She heard the door behind her close and she turned around quickly, gasping when her nose met Edward's. Her heart was racing, trying to deny her growing attraction to the man before her but at the same time trying to get some comfort. Jasper's words had wounded her deeply and practically pushed her to Edward's side.

So there she was, in her bodyguard's bedroom, not knowing what the hell she was doing-

And then he was kissing her, and she was kissing him back, gripping his hair between her fingers and trying to pour the pain in the kiss to get it out of her system…!

"What does a little girl like you know…?"

She frowned, closing the space between her body and Edward's, she was not a little girl, she was a woman!

"You are tainted… yes, tainted like me…"

She was going to prove him that she was a woman. She started dragging Edward away from the door and towards the bed. She felt him tense up and she opened her eyes. He was staring at her. He gently pried her fingers apart and held her wrists, sighing.

"What are we doing?"

She shrugged. "What does it look like we're doing?"

He glared at her and she bit her lip. He was so handsome, why couldn't Jasper treat her like he did?

Her shoulders sagged. "I dunno… I just want you" She stepped closer, looking up at him and pressing her chest against his. "Please…"

"What about your husband"

Her heart broke.

"It's not like he hasn't done it…" She insisted, pressing herself harder against him and standing on her tiptoes to kiss his chin.

She felt his hands grab her by the waist and hoist her up, her legs curling themselves around his middle. She bent her head down and kissed him, her fingers waving their way through his hair.

She was suddenly on her back, lying on the bed, Edward kneeling in front of her and taking his shirt off. She sat up and draping her hand around his neck, pulled him closer for a kiss. He complied, pushing her back on the bed and situating himself on top of her, being careful not to crush her with his weight. She sighed sweetly into the kiss and moved her legs around his waist, his hand moving downwards to rub circles on her thigh.

He pulled away from the kiss, his hot mouth descending on her neck and on the swell of her breasts. She moaned quietly, arching her back and pushing herself against his mouth. With gliding fingers, the hand that had been rubbing her leg reached up and pulled the hem of her shirt, she understood his silent plead and kneeling, she took it off, then standing on the bed, her slim fingers reached for the button on her jeans, undoing the fly and slipping them off her legs slowly.

He couldn't tear his eyes off her. On his knees, he made his way towards her and stopped when his parted lips reached her soft belly. Looking up, he gave it a small kiss, each of his hands on her hips. She bit her lip, trying to control her blush. This was the first time somebody saw her with so little clothes, and even though she liked Edward, she had a nasty feeling that didn't let her enjoy what was happening.

She had saved herself until marriage, and yet, here she was, about to lose her virginity to someone who wasn't her husband. Would Jasper have been gentle with her? Would he have looked at her the way Edward did?

She tried to shake that bugging feeling off and lowered herself to the bed again, Edward lying on his side next to her. He placed his palm flat against her stomach, and she felt her body grow hotter and hotter as it made its way to her breast. He gently cupped her right mound and kneaded it gently, eliciting a low moan from her.

Then the door burst open.

"Excuse me, Edward, but the King—" Jessica stopped dead on her tracks, her eyes so big they looked about to fall off their sockets.

Alice gasped, horrified. Edward moved quickly and covered her body from view with his own, but it was too late, she had already seen them.

And she was sprinting out of the door, closing it shut as she ran past it.

"NO! JESSICA, WAIT!" Alice tried to scream, feeling as if a hand had reached out and gripped her heart in a tight fist. She scrambled out of the bed and hastily put her shirt on. "Shit, shit, shit!" She panted, trying to keep tears at bay. Jessica had surely run off to tell Jasper.

"Oh, God." Edward ran his hand through his hair, sitting on the edge of the bed. "I'm sorry, Alice. I don't know what I was thinking, I shouldn't have—"

The grip the invisible hand had on her heart tightened when she heard him apologize. It was her fault. She knew the way Edward felt about her and she had taken advantage of it. She felt disgusted with herself.

Abandoning the task of putting her pants on, she knelt at his feet and took his face between her palms. "No, I'm so sorry, Edward." She said, her voice breaking when the tears started running down her pale cheeks. "I'm sorry I made you do this…" She bit her lip, staring into his green eyes. "Don't worry; I won't let them fire you."

He grabbed her shoulders, "Do you think I give a damn about my job? It's you who concerns me!" He exclaimed. "What will the prince do to you?"

"Nothing, he has no right" She lifted her chin, looking braver than she felt. She knew how territorial Jasper was and considering the last encounter between her, Jasper and Edward, she knew that she couldn't even imagine the level of Jasper's fury once he found out. "I have to go" She said, standing up. "Maybe, I can find him before Jessica does and I don't know…" She started pulling on her pants. "Maybe I can convince him that I'm innocent…"

O.O.O.O.O

She walked rapidly down the hall, running her hands through her hair to smooth it out. He should be in their room, he had, after all, said that he had stuff to do there.

She hadn't heard any kind of commotion on her way, so she allowed herself to have a little hope. Maybe Jessica hadn't found him yet. Finally, she reached their bedroom and her hand was already on the handle when she heard a horrible, way too familiar sound from inside the room. She gasped, hearing the woman cry her husband's name. The weird thing was that it was followed by a sudden yelp of pain.

She quickly opened the door, already prepared for the image that awaited her. It wasn't the one, though.

Standing next to the bed, Jessica was clutching the sheets tightly around her body, a terrified expression marring her face. Jasper, who was obviously the one who had cried out in pain, was trying desperately to reach some spot on his back through his shirt.

She hurried over to his side, but he, his face still grimacing with pain, held up a hand. "Don't fucking come near me"

She glared at him, and then glared at Jessica. "What did you do to him?" She snapped.

"M-me? N-nothing! I just…" She looked back and forth between the prince and the princess.

Alice tried to get close to him again. "I told you not fucking to come near me" He barked. She didn't care and climbed into bed. "Get off!" He snarled.

She glared at Jessica. "Leave, and if you tell anyone what happened, you'll see what I'm capable of". The woman complied without a second thought.

Turning her attention back to her unfaithful husband, who had pulled some boxers on, she saw that he had put some distance between the two of them, still trying to reach his back, his face showing plain discomfort. "Let me see." She reached out again, moving closer to him determinedly.

"Did you wash your hands first, I don't want Edward germs on me" He spat with a sarcastic look.

"That's not fair… You were screwing Jessica when I arrived…!" She tried to move closer.

"Yeah… that probably wasn't a good idea" He winced.

"Then why did you?" She snapped.

"Why were you screwing Masen?" He snapped back, his anger preventing him to notice that she had succeeded in getting close to him and how she was on arm's length.

"I was hurt…" She answered, looking down at her lap. "You said some pretty mean stuff before…" She saw him fidget nervously and she looked up in time to see him wince. "Tell me what's wrong…" She murmured, stroking his cheek tenderly.

He flinched and stepped backwards, his face a mask of barely contained fury. "You are!" He snarled. "Always prying around my business, sticking your nose where it doesn't belong!"

"I don't care if you think I'm being nosy! I'm trying to be there for you, you stupid dick! Why is it so hard for you to open up? It's not like I'll make fun of you! I just want you to be ok! I'm interested in your well being, unlike you, is that so hard to believe?" She cried. "Of course it hurt when you made me believe that you had trusted me and then lied to my face!" Her shoulders slumped. "And then you said that you didn't care about what had happened to me…" Her voice broke "I trusted you and that's how you answered…"

He was staring at her… watching her mumble to herself, and felt a horrible stomach-clench. He felt guilty. "It's not that I don't trust you…" He muttered. Her head snapped up. "It's just that… I'm so embarrassed…" He went on.

With a nervous glance at her, he grasped the end of his shirt and pulled it off slowly.

Alice gasped.

Never in her life would have she been prepared for the sight of his mangled chest.


UH! :D that was not a cliffhanger bcuz I bet you all knew what was underneath his shirt x'D Review please!