There was no sanctuary from the sound of your voice...
Following his would-be-demise, Jasper set himself apart from the other boys. Screened by a cloak of self-imposed distance, his shattered heart, little by little, stopped bleeding. Nevertheless, his wounded male pride could not reconcile with Edward's revelations.
Ferociously jealous of an unnamed stable boy, Jasper's inner self roared with indignation, for most of his beloved's firsts had already been claimed. He could not conceive touching another human being but Edward thought nothing of having trysts with a servant.
Inevitably, he started to doubt the other boy's feelings, no longer secure of their connection. Not even Edward's longing glances could convince him to breach the distance. That's why he accepted the comfort of a blue eyed boy.
It was retribution at its lowest form...
