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"Not anymore, Jake." I said, trying to get to my feet. Edward saw me struggling and pulled me up effortlessly.

"Not anymore what?" He was still curled in a ball on the ground, writhing in pain.

"I'm not your girlfriend. Not anymore."

I bundled up my jeans and bra in my arms, storming out of the room, swaying a little.

Edward kept his arm around my waist, snarling at anyone and everyone.

Jasper and Alice ran up to us after we made it down the stairs.

"What the Hell happened!" Jasper cupped my face in his hand, examining my sickly pallor.

"Long story…" Edward murmured. He dragged me-quite literally- and the others outside.

Jasper whipped out his cell phone and hit speed dial. Alice daintily placed her hand on his shoulder.

"Who're you calling?" She asked.

"May I speak to Chief Swan? Thank you." He paused for a moment, staring at me, concerned. Then he started talking again. "Chief Swan? It's Jasper, sir. No, Bella's…fine." He grimaced. "Look, we're at this party down at La Push, at Quil Ateara's house, and there's some illegal happenings going on. We found some Everclear in the punch…"

Edward whispered in Jasper's ear, and his face contorted a little. "And we found certain people doing…certain things, in the rooms upstairs."

There was silence for a moment, in which he walked over and wrapped his arms around me. Then he began to speak again, "Alright sir, we'll leave immediately. Yes….Yes, they're both here, along with Bella…No, they stayed home…Alright sir…thanks."

He snapped his phone shut and kicked the tire of my truck. "I'm going to murder Jacob Black. That bastard will pay."

Alice wrapped her tiny arms around my waist in replacement of Jasper's. I felt the shock of the evening wearing off, being replaced with a jumble of emotions. I swayed dangerously, only to be caught by Edward. He effortlessly scooped me up and laid me across the backseat, my head in his lap.

Jasper-forced by Alice to give her the keys, for he was in a state of too much fury to drive- hopped into the passenger seat, clenching his fists so hard that the skin was stretched dangerously tight across his knuckles.

The drive to the Cullen Estate was silent, with the exception of Jasper uncharacteristically muttering profanities under his breath, swearing Jacob to the deepest pit of Hell.

When Edward and Alice got out, I was transferred to the front seat, where Jazz could keep an eye on me. Before he left, Edward scooped me up into his arms, kissing my temple daintily. Alice kissed Jasper on the cheek, partially returning him to his usual calm demeanor. They waved from the porch, concern apparent on their beautiful faces.

The ride home was even quieter, the roar of my truck's engine a lullaby in the background of the uneasy silence. Jasper kept silent, for fear of upsetting me. I kept silent, for fear of my voice betraying my blank façade.

Jasper pulled into the driveway of Charlie's house, cutting the engine. We both just sat there in silence for a moment, Jasper finally daring to break the deafening silence.

"Bells? You okay?"

I just nodded dizzily. The less he knew, the better.

He got out, rounding the front of the truck, then opened the passenger door, holding out a hand for me. I took it, carefully descending from the truck's cab.

Suddenly, Jasper pulled me into a hug. I froze in shock for a split-second, then buried my face in his chest.

"You gonna be okay getting upstairs?" He pulled back to evaluate my face. I nodded.

I was wrong. I made it two feet from the door when I collapsed, my legs refusing to function. I heard a low oath then felt myself being scooped into a pair of warm arms.

The door opened, and I had a clear, yet tilted, view of Emmett crashed on the couch, the TV still tuned to ESPN.

Then I felt myself going up, slowly and meticulously. Stairs, Bella. I thought. Stairs.

The warm arms were suddenly replaced by a soft bed, bathed in moonlight. My shoes were being pulled off and the lights turned off. I rolled over to see Jasper putting my shoes in the closet.

I pushed myself up, only to fall back on my bed. Jasper noticed, and propped me up against the bed's backboard.

I pulled him down to sit next to me, my arms snaking around his waist. He stroked my hair gently, kissing my forehead.

All the emotions of the night crashed down on me, causing a few tears to roll down my cheeks. Jasper noticed, and before he could say anything, the floodgates opened, allowing a torrent of tears to flow down my face.

"I-I-I c-can't bel-leive Jake w-would do-do that," I choked out through my sobs. Jasper rubbed circles meticulously on my back, trying to soothe me.

"He wasn't himself. He was being a jack-ass. Don't worry, I promised you that if he ever hurt you, Emmett and I would have a…talk with him. I think that time has arrived."

I smiled, tears still flowing. "I think Edward wants to join in, too."

He smiled. "Hmm. I guess we could make room in our Jake-hating club. Just for Mr. Cullen."

I giggled, then yawned. Jasper gently pushed me back onto my pillow, pulling the blankets over me. He placed his lips to forehead, and I could have sworn I felt a tear fall into my hair.

But Jasper's voice was calm and collected when he spoke. "Goodnight, Bells."

"'Night Jazz."

He shut the door quietly behind him, and I drifted off into an uneasy sleep.

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