I woke up, slowly opening my eyes and peeking at Jasper. He was reading a book, not precisely aware that I was up. Or perhaps he was aware and was just too much into his book to say anything. I've been lost in a chapter of a book as well. I was still worried, nonetheless. The reason I was nervous, was that after yesterday's intimate moment, Jasper withdrew a little, but not much. I didn't think much of it then. He was still affectionate but just not that talkative, not that he usually was.

The more time I spend awake, looking at him, and the more time he seemed to ignore me, I grew more and more weary. I had this sense of dread in the pit of my stomach that I couldn't understand. Yesterday was so perfect waking up in this seemed like the complete opposite.

I was afraid to lose Jasper and perhaps he was already lost, since he wasn't even looking at me now. He was so perfect for me; I was so happy just to have a little piece of him in my life. If it was just going to be sex or if this was going to be the end for us, I'll make it last.

I scooted near him, cuddling up to him, putting my head in the crook of his neck, slowly kissing his neck.

"What are you doing?" Jasper asked in a monotone voice. Was he angry with me? Had I done something wrong?

I took my shirt off and went back to kissing him, trying not to panic about his reactions "I want you." My hands were all over his torso, pushing under his shirt, touching his warm skin all over. He was so warm I just wanted him in me. I wanted us close.

I kept talking since he didn't pull away and since he didn't tell me to stop I kept pushing "I want you to fuck me. I want to feel you inside of me." I slowly put my hand on his cock, that I was feeling was hardening as I slowly stroked him and kept talking "I just want you, Jasper. Please." I kept kissing his neck. He might act as if I didn't exist but I knew he wanted me. His penis was telling me the truth.

I was almost going to plead with him more but then he turned his face to me and I saw the 'Sir' on his face, and shut up right away "You want my cock?" Jasper asked as his hand was trying to push in my panties.

I nodded as his fingers pushed my panties aside and pushed a finger in me.

He was pumping his finger in and out "Your little cunt isn't ready yet, Bella. Do you want me to hurt you?"

I swallowed. Did I want him to hurt me? Never. But the pain he had inflicted on me, in one of our scenes were the one of the best feelings I've ever experienced. I didn't know how to answer so I just pleaded with him "Please…" He always knew better than I did, and I trusted him.

"Please what?" he asked with a hard face, and I felt him push another finger in "Do you think you're ready?" he kept asking me, not letting me off the hook.

I was afraid that if I said no, he would stop and not fuck me, and I needed the connection. I was afraid that I was going to lose him otherwise "Yes. I'm always ready for you."

He smiled this almost sadistic smile and I swear to god if I wasn't wet enough before then I was now. Jasper could go from the calm and collected guy to sir in just the blink of an eye. He was so beautiful, and he looked so dangerous when he looked at me like that. I didn't know what it was but I couldn't resist him ever, and I was definitely always ready for him.

He leaned down and kissed me roughly. I could feel that my lips would be bruised after him and I really didn't mind "Turn around." He said against my lips, and I was slightly shocked that he wanted to do it this that way.

I barely turned around, when he pushed me in his mattress, and pushed himself against me. I couldn't help the moan that escaped my lips as I felt his erection. His hands were rough against me and I loved every second of it. One of his hands were on my hips pushing my hips closer to his, digging in my hips, and the other one was in my hair, pushing me against the mattress "You like that? You like me like this? Is this what you wanted when you came on to me?" his hand that was on my hips was pushing my underwear off, just barely under my ass.

I squirmed a bit answering him, knowing he wasn't really expecting an answer "I fucking love it like that." I sounded so horny, that my voice was almost unrecognizable to myself. That's what he did to me.

I could feel him working with his underwear as he said "Same here darling."

I could feel him pushing in me and suddenly it was like everything in the world made sense and I was in heaven. He filled me like no one ever had.

"Oh god, Jasper." I moaned not being able to hold in how good he made me feel.

I could hear his moans with every thrust he made, pushing me deeper in the mattress. He pushed and pushed and pushed and right before I came, he came first and stopped. I blinked, surprised and wondering when he would star back up again. I knew he would play sometimes, not letting me come right away, but when he pushed off of me, a weird feeling spread through me.

I sat up, looking at him, as he got out of his bed.

"What?" I asked him, not even understanding truly what had happened. It was just a second ago we were enjoying each other.

He looked coolly back at me "Sorry. I finished before you…"

I shook my head shocked at him, disgusting feeling running through my body starting from my core "That's not an excuse. It never was a problem before. You know better." I gave him three whole answers to the dumb shit he was trying with me. What the hell was happening?

I got up from the bed, readjusting my panties, feeling used and uncomfortable, especially staying in his bed. What had happened to Jasper over the night? I thought that we had a moment… I definitely had a heartbreaking realization… Heartbreaking because of how he made me feel. I was in love with Jasper, and he was so cold now.

He didn't answer me, not even looking at me, going through one of his boxes. The action looked fake to be honest "Jasper… Why are you doing this to us?" I asked him, my voice trembling. I wondered why he was doing this to us.

"Us? Bella, we're just friends." He said coldly.

I immediately remembered how he was when I said it in front of Angela, not knowing how else to introduce him.

It hurt when he said this to me. A lot. It felt like it pierced through me. This kind of reminded me of Maria, his ex, who wanted a relationship out of him. I hadn't voiced that I might want that, I hadn't even really thought about, even ignoring my thoughts on the subject matter. I just had the full realization that I was in love with him.

"Aren't you my dominant, Jasper?" I said pissed off at him, looking for my clothes "Or are you going to throw your submissive out like trash?"

He didn't say anything, and I just turned to leave to get my jeans from the living room where I had left them the other night, so I could leave. In twenty-four hours I had lost a job and I was pretty sure Jasper and I had lost something as well.

But before I could leave Jaspers room I told him "Caius was the bad one?" I said since I wanted to hurt him. He had told me how horrible Caius was to his submissive's. I know it was a low blow, but I was used. I was comparing him to Caius and I didn't feel guilty about it. I felt like it was justified. When I came on to him I didn't expect this… Even if all I wanted was sex now, I don't believe I deserved this, since Jasper and I had made an agreement of dominant and submissive relationship. I didn't know if I would forgive him for that. Especially since I was already in a low period of my life, or entering one.

What Jasper did I didn't understand… Had something changed so much between us between yesterday and this morning that he didn't want me anymore? Was he angry at me? Why did he hurt me like this?

Tears spilled over my cheeks as I walked out of the apartment building, hoping I wouldn't run into Edward. That would be too awkward right now. I was crying as I walked out. Leaving his apartment, I felt like it was a step higher than the walk of shame. Especially since I did not know I would be making one today. Or ever, where Jasper was concerned.

God, I needed someone to talk to about this… I could call Rosalie, but I felt she would be on Jaspers side no matter what. And a good friend should be.

I never really had any friends, since I was an too much of an introvert, and I tendent to get lost in my partners. The closest person I thought was my friend, was my ex-boss Angela. We used to have good laughs and she seemed always nice enough. I needed to talk to her, maybe she knew more than she said.

I went home to relax for a bit and calm down enough. I decided that after I would clean myself up, I would go and see her. Maybe we could just talk, like friends, I believed we were friendly enough. Maybe I should have talked to her the day of, but the issue had gotten to me. I wasn't going to trust Jasper to get to the bottom of this. Or Emmett. Or anyone else for that matter. I had to get my life in order, not anyone else. I would do it myself.

I ended up dressed in comfortable jeans and a sweater, opting for a clean face, and a ponytail, for seeing Angela. I decided to go right before closing, hoping that Angela would be more free to talk. Maybe we would grab something to eat.

I spotted her, standing at the register, laughing at something a customer had said. She looked prettier than other times I had seen her. I didn't want to be mean, but she never really wore dresses so tight… And her make up never was done in such a sexual manner… Her hair, never done quite like that… What the hell was happening… Was it Angela?

I walked closer to the shop, not entering, just looking at Angela, making sure that it was her, not some new girl, who looked like Angela. But the closer I got, the more I could see. It was her! It was Angela, I was sure about that, when I had come closer, trying to stay in the shadows still. She could put all the makeup she wanted, doll herself up but I would still see her.

She was talking to the customer still and because I could come closer, I could see that the person wasn't buying anything. I understood that it must have been a friend of Angela's. I came even closer, trying not to get noticed when I thought that her friend looked familiar.

The friend was dressed in a loose-fitting sun dress and an oversized jean jacket, the dark hair going in waves over her back. I didn't have to wonder who it was since she turned to look at something, and I saw Maria. I stumbled back, a couple of steps, almost falling on my ass. I hadn't seen her in the daylight, but that was her, undoubtedly.

I was walking back slowly, trying to understand what was happening, or what this meant. It came together, like the last puzzle piece, when I saw Angela lean in and Maria kissed her. I thought I would get sick. It couldn't be… Angela wasn't like that… Then again, Jasper was never this mean to me as he was this morning. There was a lot to learn for me about people's behavior and personalities.

I turned on my heel and started to run in a different direction.

It couldn't be it, could it?

I stopped suddenly, thinking about how I got fired. Angela had just come in that day and told me that that was it. Suddenly. With no warning.… No papers… No management calling in… I was being set up. They didn't know shit. Not that they would, if they knew.

I pulled out my phone and looked up the phone number for human resources. It was too late to call now but I had the number and I was going to fight, in the most non-threatening ways possible. They wanted to ruin me and fuck with me.

It gave me an idea and I couldn't resist it, in hopes that I could pick up my life before it falls apart. I didn't even want to think about what was happening to Jasper. I couldn't. I had to put myself back together and I would.

I ended up in front of the café. This place was the reason I had lost my job and the reason why I loved Jasper. So good and so bad had come from this place, that it owned me to make it better. This was a place that wouldn't lay me off for a sex party, since it was the place that housed them. This place would become something more to me and I would make sure of that.