The longer I thought about what had happened on Monday, the angrier I grew, unfortunately for Jasper.

He didn't have to be so harsh just because he hadn't been feeling well.

I was just trying to help!

It was 9am, Wednesday, and my doorbell rang.

I stalked into the living room and opened the front door, glaring fiercely at Jasper. He looked surprised.

I coolly greeted him, "Jasper."

He shuffled from his left foot to his right and hesitantly asked, "Are you ready to go?"

I grabbed my house key, slipped on a jacket, and then pranced towards his car.

He stepped in front of me, wrapping his arms around my waist, "What do you think you're doing?"

I glanced up at him in surprise, "Aren't we going somewhere?"

He smiled, his finger gently tracing my jaw.

"I said we're doing something, not going somewhere. You have all this beautiful forest right beside your house, have you ever explored it? We can talk for a while?"

I didn't honestly care what he had planned, as long as we were together.

I couldn't help but let the irritation I have felt for two days spring forward though, clawing him like a tiger.

I asked coolly, "Are you sure you want to talk today, Jasper, or would you rather just snap at me for trying to be helpful?"

He actually flinched, which instantly made me feel terrible.

Damn it, Bella, why didn't you just let it go? Now look what you've done!

Jasper's finger traced a small circle on my back and he pouted, "I'm sorry for doing that to you, Bella. I didn't mean to, I've felt bad about it ever since I left the school."

I decided that, since I've already stupidly brought it up, I might as well be honest with him.

I asked gently, "Well how do you think I've felt? You just bit my head off and then left. You could have come over yesterday, or called me at least."

He was thoughtful for a second before deciding, "I'm sure you weren't very happy with me."

His deep butterscotch eyes twinkled mischievously as he leaned forward and whispered, "Let me make it up to you."

Black, gold, black, golden, aargg!

What the hell is with his eyes?

I was about to confront him about them, and this time I wasn't going to let him dazzle me onto another topic.

Or so I had thought.

The instant his cool lips brushed against mine every single thought that I had was gone.

I even forgot if I was going to ask him something.

When I didn't hit him for randomly kissing me, he found some confidence and took charge.

His arms wrapped around my back and he lifted me to my toes, shoving his mouth roughly against mine.

I deepened the kiss and stayed latched onto him until I was light-headed and my lungs burned.

All of a sudden he jerked away from me, shuttering in an unsteady breath.

I was worried for a second, but then he smiled, "C'mon, how about that walk?"

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I was grumbling under my breath today as I slid my way to school. Even with new tires, my car did not want to stay on track.

I pulled sloppily into a space and got out, heading towards Alice's car down the parking lot.

I was startled when I heard a high-pitched squealing sound, rapidly getting more violent, split the just silent morning air.

My eyes widened in surprise when I saw a van screeching right towards me at an alarming speed.

I gasped as I felt my body being fiercely yanked backwards. I landed hard against the ground, scraping my hand on the blacktop.

Jasper had one arm wrapped around my waist, and he closed his eyes as Tyler's van shuttered to a stop after crunching against his braced shoulder.

For one terrifyingly quiet second nothing happened. Then people started frantically shouting my and Tyler's name.

I turned to look at Jasper, and his eyes were as wide and shocked as mine were.

I whispered, "How did you do that?"

I was surprised when his hands clutched at me so hard I felt my sides bruising.

His voice was harsh when he snapped, "Wrap your hand."

I glanced at the scrape. It was a bad one, almost bleeding, but it only stung.

I blinked in confusion, "But it's just-"

His furious eyes locked with mine and my heart pulsed with terror.

I swear to God he growled at me and I quickly twirled the bottom of my jacket around my hand.

I heard adults and other students now; gruff voices mingling with shrill ones.

Alice's voice rang above them all, "Get Bella and Jasper!"

I sat with Jasper on the cold ground as six of the teachers shoved Tyler's van enough so we could be seen.

Mr. Varner panicked, "Are you two alright?"

I was far too dazed to answer. My ears started to muffle out all sounds.

Jasper was standing by his car.

I saw him talking to Edward.

He made it over to me in less then one entire second.

He had stopped a van with his shoulder!

It should have broken his body beyond repair, and yet, he wrapped his arms around me and stood up with me, like nothing had happened.

Alice threw her arms around me and muttered, "Oh my God, oh my God, Bella!!"

I swallowed and leaned against her cold body in shock.

My ears re-focused on my surroundings and I heard Jasper reporting to Deputy Mark.

"I was by her door, getting her backpack out of the car, and she went to check her tires. I heard the van and I just reacted, I guess, I pulled her over to me. It almost hit us, it was like this close!"

His eyes were wide and he held up his hands, displaying a measurement of about four inches.

I opened my mouth, but Alice beat me to it.

She whispered quietly to me, sounding almost pleading, "He'll explain later, Bella, please just go along with it."

So I did.

I was forced into an ambulance, and then looked over by Jasper's uncle Carlisle.

When it was deemed I had no sustaining damage, I was allowed to go.

After talking to mom for two hours, I was finally able to relax.

Charlie had gone back to work upon my insisting, and I took some aspirin then settled onto the couch for a movie.

Shortly after three a car pulled into the driveway and the door cracked open. I smiled when I saw Alice looking in.

"Hi! Can I come inside?"

I made room on the couch, "Sure, come on."

She danced over to the couch and sat beside me. I was surprised to see Jasper following. He shut the door, and came to sit on my other side. He smiled and handed me a bouquet of roses.

I blushed, "You didn't have to get me flowers, I'm fine."

Jasper picked up my scraped hand, and gazed at it with wide golden eyes.

All this golden-to-black color shifting was giving me a headache.

Jasper stated, as if it was the simplest fact in the world, "You have questions for me."

I wasn't sure if I wanted to know.

I pointed out quietly, "I need to know, Jasper. People can't just do those things. You were by Alice, by your car. You stopped Tyler's van with your body, and you're fine."

He laughed ruefully and whispered, "I've had much worse than that."

My heart was thundering in my chest. What could he possibly mean? What's worse than getting hit by a car?

This was inhuman.

It was insane.

Impossible.

I swallowed hard and asked him quietly, "Jasper, what are you?"