Jasper

"Are you sure, Peter?"Carlisleasked. We were all here, since Alice had left a day ago and Jacob and Bella went to visit Renée in Florida, we had no hopes on seeing the future. Alice hadn't even left a note or said anything, Bella seemed to know what happened, but refused to tell me.

I convinced her she wanted to go see her mother and to drag Jacob along with her. She agreed since Jacob could be trusted and protect her for a few days, I just hated the mate pull. Peter peeked at me then closed his eyes, allowing his power to see what was going to happen.

It was quiet for a millisecond then he snapped his eyes open, yelling, "On your left!" We all took off. Emmett was in the front and I focused my eyes onVictoria's red hair. Emmett kept in front of Rosalie and grabbed ontoVictoria's shoulder. She threw him down and dodged Rosalie's attack, bouncing into the trees.

I could smell the wolves on the other side and knew that's where she was heading. We needed to stop before she could or she would be jumping back and forth for hours. I leapt into the trees with her and lunged at her in mid-air, but she twirled and I missed her by a few inches. I landed in the dirt and snarled in agitation. She was fast, and good.

Peter hopped over me, Charlotte and Esme not far behind him. Carlisle ushered for me to get up and we took off after her again. I could see her crimson hair bouncing through the plants. She broke through the woods and stopped at the cave.

"Don't think about it!"Charlotte screamed at her as she darted forward. Paul, Sam, and Embry were on the other side, howling for others as their eyes trained on us. Charlotte tackled her and they both fell into the water together. We all paused, staring down restlessly as Peter snarled. He was extra protective of Char.

Victoria was the first to jump out of the water with a leer and her clothes torn and wet. Emmett charged forward and almost wrapped his arms around her waist, but she dotted out of the way at the last second. Rosalie noticed what would happen, "Emmett, no!"

He didn't listen and missed Victoria narrowly. Paul chose the same time to bound up and try and catch the redhead, but sunk his teeth into Em. He immediately roared and released my brother so he landed in the dirt with a growl. They both glared at each other, snarls slipping through their throats.

Charlotte was on the edge of the water, rubbing on her arm. Peter was snarling at her in Spanish, scolding her. Victoria had bitten her pretty deep and left her venom behind. The redhead had disappeared and we had lost her.

Esme came up next to me, hands on hips, "Don't tell Bella."

…

I stood at the gates with a satisfied smirk. Bella came hopping out, her hair freshly done, still black, but Renée must've touched them up with red highlights on the ends. She had on small shorts, a white singlet, and a jean jacket that matched her denim. She spotted me and smiled big, charging.

I laughed and caught her in my arms. Her legs went around my waist and her arms gripped my neck. I groped her ass, "I missed you, Jas." Her lips wrapped around my ear and she purred seductively.

I really couldn't have an erection in the airport so I started to slide her off my body, brushing my hands over her exposed skin. I froze when I felt a big cotton bandage on her lower back. She stood and saw my expression.

"I gotta tattoo!" She exclaimed, "Jacob convinced me to. And you're gonna love it."

"What is it?" My curiosity was getting the best of me and I snaked an arm around her to see. She smacked my limb away with a sharp glare.

"You can't see. But, it's just something simple. But, I did get a tattoo the first night I got there and it's just a thirteen. It's my lucky number, which is odd." She rambled as she stripped off her jacket and showed the simple thirteen tattoo, "I've always wanted one. Everyone says it hurts, but it's not that bad. I mean, I didn't even bleed—" In her blood, I could detect something strong and sugary.

What the fuck?

I stared down at Bella and slapped a hand on her mouth, "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"They had Red Bull on the plane so I got two and that shit got me all fucked up." She said in all one breath. She stared at me with excited, coffee eyes.

"Jeeezus!" I hissed, tucking her into my arm. She bounced a little in her step as I walked over to Jacob. He had a severe appearance on his face and he closed his phone with a snap. He glared at me, rage in his emotions.

"I just got an interesting call from Paul." He stated. I almost growled. I didn't want Bella hearing any of this. She didn't need to worry aboutVictoriabeing in town.

Bella glanced between us, "Yeah? What about?"

He ignored her and stepped closer into my face, "I can only go so far, leech. If you come on our land again…" He trailed off on his threat heatedly.

I snarled, "Paul attacked him. I told them that we had her." Bella frowned, now hectic.

"What is going on?" She questioned, trying to step in between us. Jacob glanced down at her.

"He didn't tell you that his brother almost broke the treaty?" He asked sarcastically, glaring up at me. She turned toward me slowly, her eyebrows furrowed.

"Is that why you sent me to Phoenix?" Her voice was loud, aggression fueling her, "You told me not to worry."

"Bella…" She snatched her head back to Jacob.

"You both knew?"

Jacob scratched his head awkwardly, "I was just told five minutes ago."

She shook her head, grabbed her bags, and stomped away, leaving Jacob and I staring at each other like idiots.

…

Bella slammed her bags down with a glare and stomped forward, blocking everyone's view from the TV. The Cullen's and Peter and Charlotte looked up in surprise. Emmett protested with a yell, complaining about his game and Bella snapped off the TV. She had refused to talk to me or Jacob until we got home. Childish really.

She crossed her arms, "I want to know what the fuck is going on and I want to know now!"

Everyone stared at her with wide eyes; most of them had not heard her curse before. Charlotte's eyes narrowed on Bella's shoulder tattoo, "I-Is that a tattoo?" Peter was up in the next second, grinning, "Cool."

"Not the point!" She rolled her eyes and snapped them toCarlisle; he looked like a deer caught in headlights, "Why did no one tell meVictoriawas around in Forks?" She glanced at Peter as he blew out a breath and smiled uncomfortably.

"Yeah, this isn't my forte." He sat back down next to Char as everyone got uneasily quiet.

"So, you guys can't tell the human shit now? Am I that much of a problem?" She shouted, her hands flying up wildly. Silence, "Fuck. All. You." With that said, she grabbed her bag again and clumped out of the house.

…

I left Bella alone for two days since Peter told me to give her time to cool off. The mating pull was getting harder to fight and Edward was really annoying me as he whined about the pain. I took off towards Bella's house and scaled up her window. She had closed it, but I quickly opened the entrance and slid in. She was on her bed, reading quietly and looked up at me when I entered the room. I had missed her scent.

"What're you doing here?" She asked, returning her attention to her book.

"I came to see you. Are you still mad?" I questioned, sitting on her bed. I grabbed one of her ankles and rubbed the foot soothingly. She stared up at me for awhile, her eyes flashing.

"Of course I'm still mad." She put up her shield so my hands slid off of her. I sighed.

"I know that I should've told you what was going on and shouldn't have sent you toFlorida, but I wanted you not to worry and see your mother. That could've been the last time you saw her, plus you could've gotten hurt whileVictoriawas here." I explained.

Her fury lashed out, angry tears falling from her eyes, "I don't give a flying fuck! You shouldn't have kept it from me! You lied and convinced me to go toFloridabecause you said it would make her happy! You said nothing ofVictoriaand didn't even tell me my dad was in possible danger! If we're mates, then you're sure not doing a good fucking job of being one!" She shrieked. Her anger fueled mine, but she also looked sexy as fuck going off on me. Deciding to follow the latter, I pinned her shoulders to the bed before she could blink and clashed my lips over her's.

She grunted and tried to move away, but I wouldn't let her. My tongue forced her mouth open and she pushed against my chest. My tongue stroked hers and I trailed my hands down her to her breasts, running my thumbs over the hard nipples. She moaned, giving up and wrapping her legs around my waist. I grinded into her, my erection brushing her heated core. Her determination fell flat and she arched her back off the bed, begging me for more. When I snaked a hand down her panties, she paused.

"Wait," She breathed against my lips, "I want to show you something." She slid from under me, smiling deviously. She stripped off her shirt, turning her back towards me and showed me her tattoo. It was still slightly red and irritated, but the bold letters showed me. It was in beautiful cursive, scrawling across her back in small letters, slightly disappearing into her tight yoga pants.

My name.

She turned to give a small smile at me, holding her breasts from my view, "So that everyone can know who I belong to. Even Edward."

I was silent, my eyes dark with lust and adoration. I stood fluently and grabbed her into my arms, slamming her against the wall. She whimpered as I ripped the rest of her clothes off and slid down her body. I wanted to taste my girl. I flickered my tongue over her nipple then went down to her stomach. I licked down her bellybutton then fell onto her folds.

She was dripping wet and I was glad to create that. I spreaded her legs and placed them on either side of my head. She grasped the window seal tightly, gasping for air, "Jasper…please…"

I took one long stroke and she quivered. Then I started to devour. I pulled her clit with my teeth, smirking around it as she tried to hold in her moans. Charlie was downstairs, watching the game loudly, "Has anyone ever told you that you taste like honey?" I asked huskily as I pushed my tongue past her folds.

She almost fell and to add insult to injury, I slithered two fingers inside her and she came instantly. I covered her lips with mine, swallowing her screams. She slipped off my shirt, breaking the kiss for a second and undid my jeans, sliding them down my body.

I grabbed her up by the thighs and brought her to the bed, placing her roughly on the fluffy material. She squealed in laughter then quickly shut up when I entered her swiftly. She was always so hot and tight. She squeezed her inner muscles and moaned, arching into me. I snarled and flipped up so she was on top. I was all the way inside her scorching sex and she slammed down at hard as she could, digging her feeble nails into my granite skin.

Her body was sweating and creating the most delicious sounds. She was wrestling with her anger and lust, deciding to go with both so we had hard, angry sex. I sat up in a fluent motion and sucked her skin into my mouth. She gasped for air, but muttered out a confused question, "What're you doing?"

"Since I can't bite you, I want to show other ways I can mark you as mine." My dominant side was showing and my throat burned with venom. I wanted to bite her gorgeous neck so badly and turn her into my mate. My perfect, sexy, beautiful mate.

The thought made me growl with pleasure and I bucked forward, scraping my teeth gently along her skin, leaving a bright red and purple mark. She moaned as her orgasm hit her and she clenched so tightly around me that it almost hurt. I came, too, groaning out her name.

…

Charlie had left for the night since he had got a call of an animal and I was due to leave soon anyway to go meet with the family. Bella was in my white button down, a smile on her face, reeking of me, and a cigarette in her hand. She played with it awhile, twirling it back and forth between her fingers before bringing it to her full lips.

"Now, I have had a cigarette after sex. People are right, it does fell just right." Her grin turned rather wicked. I smirked at her and brushed her long bangs from her eyes.

"I need to go." Her smile dropped a little, but she perked up when I gave her a hard, passionate kiss. I blurred out of the house before she could register my lips were gone and she grunted in frustration as I laughed, running into the woods.

Bella

I walked downstairs, still half naked, humming to myself as I burnt out the cigarette in an ashtray. My hair was slightly frizzy and falling into my face and I stumbled as I turned to the lamp next to the stairs so I could see clearly. I screamed, loudly.

"Edward!" I clamped a hand over my chest as Lucy came hissing downstairs to see what the noise was. She meowed at Edward then scurried away; she didn't like him. He was fully healed now and I had not seen him since Jasper attacked him. His clothes were dark and he looked perfect as usual.

His golden eyes flickered down to the burned out cigarette on the table, "Those are bad for you, Bella." Then they flashed up to my neck, his eyebrows furrowing, "And you reek of Jasper."

An epiphany hit me.

Edward was perfect in every way; perfect hair, perfect features, perfect body. Jasper was imperfect; he was imperfectly scarred, imperfectly sarcastic, imperfectly dangerous. And so was I. The only thing Edward and I had in common was music interest and art. He believed he was soulless and I tried billions of times to stop that shit. It got tiring and Jasper didn't care if he had a soul or not.

I loved Jasper. He didn't care I was clumsy or scarred or got a tattoo or got drunk or kissed a girl or danced in the club. He wouldn't lecture me, calling me a hussy or get into an argument about how it was dangerous. There was no competition between Edward and Jasper because…Jasper wins by a landslide.

My eyes flickered up to Edward's as he stared at me nervously, "Bella, I love you so much and—" I cut him off, my voice calmer than I thought it would be.

"It's not going to work out." I told him bluntly. His golden orbs turned wide in surprise, "We don't belong together," A bitter smile lit up my face and I cast my eyes down at the floor, my bangs covering my eyes, "Just like you said before."

His eyes turned upset and pained and he blurred in front of me, grasping the tops of my arms with cold fingers, "I didn't mean that. It was supposed to keep you safe, Bella." He stroked my skin lovingly, staring into my eyes, "I love you."

"I know," I shook my head, "I know you do, but there's nothing you can do. I'm with Jasper. I'm his mate." A growl shook his chest and his teeth bore.

"No! He's just using you, Bella! He's just using you for sex and you're falling for it!" He snarled, his hands tightening on my arms until it was painful. He was starting to anger me.

"No! I love Jasper and he loves me, you dick! You left me alone and hurting! You left me to die by that bitch Victoria and never came back to make sure I was safe! Jasper was the only one there who kept me together while you went around trying to live your pathetic life!" I spat at him, disgust coloring my tone. He released me so fast I almost fell.

He was about two feet away from me and closed his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose, "For a year and a half, Bella. For a year and a half you've harbored my every thought, my every breath. And you throw this shit on me!" This was the first time I ever heard him curse and I winced when I heard the word linked with his velvety voice.

He was back in front of me in a blink of an eye and I stumbled slightly into the wall. He grabbed my waist and lowered his face to mine as my heart stuttered, "E-Edward, what're you doing?"

"You smell so good, Bella." He hummed as he trailed his nose down my collarbone. My breathing sped up and I started to panic. His hand trailed down to my hip, pausing there, then further down to my right thigh, squeezing it lightly, "And I've always loved your curves."

I tried to focus on my shield to make him slip off, but I couldn't get a hold of it.

"Edward! Stop!" My voice echoed through the house. His eyes were as black as night when he pulled back and tore open the button down shirt I was wearing, the buttons flying everywhere. I had on just a plain light blue set of underwear underneath, but Edward seemed to take pleasure in the color. He always did love that shade on me.

He clashed his cool lips over mine, dominating my mouth automatically with a vengeance and forced my legs apart with his thigh, pressing me against the wall. It almost hurt as his fingers dug into my skin at my hips. Panicking was way past now. I was starting to become horrified.

Would he rape me?

Screaming would not help, but it was worth a shot. I swallowed thickly as he trailed his lips down my chin and throat. I opened my wet mouth and let out a loud, ear-splitting scream. I got focus on my shield as it sliced into my brain and shot out to Edward. He suddenly flew back and into the couch, pushing it back to the wall. It cracked under the blow. I fell limply to the floor, tired and out of breath as I peeked up at Edward.

He stared at me, the color and sanity returning to his eyes. They traveled down my body and his mouth sputtered for an excuse that wouldn't come. Then, just like that, he was gone.