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Authors Notes: Sorry this is such a short chapter, I will update soon I promise. I will work faster if I have more reviews though so please keep them coming! I actually do have the next chapter written so if I get more reviews I will post it today. Thanks to everyone who has reviewed for all your support!
Jasper's POV
I didn't know what to say so I just sat on her bed in silence.
Why did that happen? Why did I do that?
She kept her face turned down, looking intently at her hands which fiddled with the blanket on her bed. I guess she doesn't want to talk about it, I guess I'd better go.
I rose from her bed in the graceful manner I was accustomed to and made my way to her door. Walking down the stairs I realised I was taking my time. Maybe she will call out for me to come back.
But she never did. I reached the foot of her stairs and took a deep breath and made my way to the door. When the cool met my skin I looked above me, into the sky. This really complicates things. I made my way to my car and didn't look back as I sped towards my new cottage.
Alice's POV
He hit Edward to protect Bella. I understand that, we all want to protect her But as he stood with his arm around her I noticed a look in his eyes which bordered on affection. The kind of affection you would have for a partner. The kind of affection he once had for me.
Does he really not love me anymore?
I sat in the car on the way to the family home and promised that I would fight. I needed him and he needed me. I know that much.
Bella's POV
I got ready for bed that night in my usual routine. I had already cooked dinner for Charlie and I had picked at the pieces to stop Charlie's concern. I walked to the bathroom and took a shower, making sure the water was hot...I wanted the chill I felt to fall away. I changed into my old pyjamas; the one's which were frayed and slightly torn and climbed into my bed.
The difference of tonight was the fact that it was Jasper I thought of. I wanted him to be here with me. I prayed that he would return and tell me that our encounter was ok and didn't change our relationship.
Yet there was another part of me which wanted him to climb in my bed and hold me like he did earlier. That part of me yearned for another kiss like the last. That part yearned for him.