Author's Note: Sorry this chapter is so short! Promise the next one will be longer.
There was more silence and then in a broken voice, Jasper asked, "Was it something I said or did?" "Stop the car." I demanded. Jasper stopped the car and we got out. Jasper leaned against the driver side door. "It was nothing that you did or said. If anything, Jazz, I ran away to find myself. I needed to right myself. We're getting married and I don't want to make a mistake with you. I want you to get what you deserve and I don't feel like I can do that until I have myself in control. But, I need you to know without a doubt I love you." I said. "Just promise you'll let me know when something is wrong next time." Jasper said. I kissed Jasper. "Jazz, how much do you want to go back to Forks. "Why?" He asked. I smiled and said, "How fast can you pack a suitcase?" I asked. "Pretty quickly, why?" He asked. "Feel like sneaking out with me?" I asked. Jasper smiled deviously. "Absolutely, Darlin'." He said.
"Well then, when we get home, Carlisle will want to talk to me, he'll probably take me to his study. Then, you'll knock, come in and take me to our room to have a talk with me. At which point you'll pack and we'll leave out the window and into the car and be out of touch before they figure it out." I said. "But, Alice will know." He said. "Alice won't tell. It's romantic. She likes that." I said. Jasper smiled and said, "You're a bad influence, Darlin'." I playfully shoved him. "I am not!" I shouted.