A/n: the idea for this chapter goes to whichever reviewer that kept telling me to make Jasper do that thing. yeah, you know who you are.

i'm kinda indecisive about this chapter. i don't know. i had to rewrite some parts a few times and it still didn't come out the way i wanted it to. but whatever. sorry it took so long to post. swim team is ruining my life.

i originally had three quotes for this chapter, but i decided to delete one and use it for the next one. enjoy. reviews are awesome, by the way.

"So you felt it, but you don't know; Why you can't explain at all; Why you felt it, cause you don't know; No you don't know…" – Atrophy, The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus.

"You see my ghost and you'll never forget it…" – The Idles of March, Silverstein.

A couple weeks had passed since I tried convincing Edward that I should tell him what Alice and Carlisle had been talking about. I'd stopped bringing it up because everytime I tried to, he'd get mad and storm off and when I'd try to follow him, I couldn't find him. Stupid vampire.

I was examining my cuticles as I walked into Edward's room. I wasn't expecting him to be in there, but much to my surprise – and though I won't freely admit it, joy – he was lying on his floor with his ear buds in his ears. His head was bobbing slowing in time with the music and his eyes were closed. He honestly looked kind of peaceful.

I turned quickly to leave the room because I didn't want to bother him, but suddenly he was calling my name. I stopped and turned around.

"Yes?" I asked.

"I think I've got an idea," he smiled.

"An idea for what?" I said suspiciously.

"For them to know I'm not crazy."

I rolled my eyes. "I told you you'd care what they think. God, no one ever listens to me. Its always, 'Bella, you're wrong; I'm not listening to you.' Blah, blah, blah."

"Were you this annoying when you were alive?" he asked.

"Oh no," I laughed. "I was quiet. And shy. Morbidly shy, actually. It was kind of sad, now that I think about it."

"Bella, you're rambling," Edward pointed out.

I perked up instantly and shut up. "So what's this idea you've got?"

"Jasper," he said simply.

"Edward, I –"

"Bella, it'll work," he smiled. He seemed so sure of what he was saying that I really wanted to believe him, but I just couldn't.

"Edward, I tried that months ago."

"He'll be able to feel your emotions, I know it."

"No he won't," I sighed. "Trust me."

"Bella, trust me," he said.

I held up my hands in defeat. "Fine, but this isn't going to work. You're the only one who can see me."

Twenty minutes later I was sitting on Edward's couch, still examining my cuticles and letting out an annoyed sigh every few minutes. This was useless. Jasper wasn't going to be feeling my emotions; he wasn't going to see me. But for some reason, Edward was convinced that this would work. I was humoring him, though.

Jasper sighed. "Edward, I don't know what you think I'm going to find here, but it's not working."

"Told you," I said.

"Just try harder Jasper," Edward pleaded.

He obliged, though I don't know why. I think he was just trying to humor his brother as much as I was.

Suddenly Alice was bursting into the room, looking around frantically until her eyes fell on her husband.

"What's up with her?" I finally stood up from the couch. I didn't want what happened last time to happen again. Getting sat on isn't really the best feeling in the world, if you must know.

Edward looked at me and shrugged. Guess he didn't know either. We both turned curiously to look at Alice and Jasper, who were staring each other down. Alice was fuming, but Jasper looked like he was trying to hide a smile.

"Alice?" Edward asked finally, cautiousness clear in his voice. "Jasper?"

"He believes you," she said, not taking her eyes off Jasper.

"What?" Edward and I asked in unison.

"He's believed you from the beginning. He just didn't want to tell you. He's been feeling her emotions for months."

Well, wasn't this interesting. I really wished I could punch him right now. I don't know why, I just had the overwhelming urge to do so. Like he deserved it or something.

Jasper's jaw tightened, "She's really annoyed right now, by the way."

"Well isn't this just great," I huffed. "Thanks a lot Jasper." Then I remembered that he couldn't hear me, he could just feel me. Wow, did that sound wrong.

"Is it true?" Alice asked, her voice changing. She wasn't mad anymore; she was truly curious but sad at the same time. I wasn't sure why, though. "Is she real?"

Jasper nodded slowly. "I didn't think anything of it at first. I thought it was someone lurking around the property. But I would have smelled blood if someone living was stalking through the snow around here. And when you told me that Edward was delusional, I knew he wasn't. I knew he was telling the truth."

Edward frowned. "How did you keep this from me? I would've noticed if you were blocking me out all the time."

"You know better than anyone in this family how ADD I can get. I'm very good at distracting myself," he paused for a second, then looked curiously in my direction. Wait, I thought he couldn't see me. "Bella's mad. At me, I presume."

"You got that right," I muttered.

"Bella, be nice," Edward scolded. I glared at him.

"Do you know how hard it was finding out that no one could hear me, no one could see me? I had to watch for almost eight months while you were being all depressed and I couldn't do a damn thing about it. You know what I did for three days straight? I was yelling at Jasper. For three freaking days! And he knew I was there!" Edward winced and lowered his head. "This isn't your fault Edward. If mister 'I can feel Bella, but I don't want to tell anyone about it' over there had actually said something, things would be a lot different right now."

"Edward, what's she saying?" Alice asked.

"She's definitely mad at Jasper," Edward answered.

"Pissed is more like it," I said.

"Fine," he said, "she's pissed."

Jasper turned and looked directly at me again. Seriously, how did he do that if he couldn't see me? "I'm sorry, Bella. I really am."

"Yeah," I laughed without humor. "Sincerity was reeking from every word you spoke."

Edward winced again. "She doesn't believe you."

"You're damn right I don't," I sighed. "I'm leaving. Have fun convincing the rest of your family."

"Bella, no!" Edward yelled. "Don't leave. Please."

I stopped by the door but I didn't turn around. Why did I stop walking? I had no idea. It was more of an automatic reaction.

"Thank you," he almost whispered.

"You know what I don't get?" I asked, my back still turned to the others in the room.

"What?" Edward asked.

"Alice only believes you now because of Jasper. She would have never believed you otherwise," I paused for a second and then continued. "Sucks, doesn't it? That a few weeks ago your sister was willing to ship you off to a mental hospital because she thought you were insane, but the second her husband believes you, she does too."

"Don't say that, Bella."

I finally turned around and raised an eyebrow. "It's true, though."

"What's your point?"

I shrugged and turned back to the door. "I don't know what my point is, I'm just telling you the truth." And I left the room.