Characters belongs to Stephenie Meyer. This is just a fanmade story by me.

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Jasper's POV

Finding Home

"I need to talk to you about something," He said slowly, his voice even. And the indifference was scaring me, for I knew whatever he was saying wasn't going to be pleasant. His emotions were in control, but I knew he could snap just like that. If it was about Bella, he could snap rightaway, no hints on an outburst beforehand.

"What is it, Edward?" I said carefully, afraid of the upcoming fight. There would be one, no doubt about it. How could there not be?

I'd made his girlfriend, the love of his life, cheat on him with me. And I'd cheated on Alice; his sister, his favorite person in the world besides Bella (It was obvious by the way they talked to each other and by the way they behaved when they were together).

How could there not be a fight?

What he said then surprised me like hell.

"I'm not going to stand in your way." He said simply, looking like he really meant it, too. What the heck?! Now I was confused.

"What are you talking about?"

"You and Bella. I'm not going to stand in your way."

"What?!" Had he just said "You and Bella"?

"You heard me."

"I'm not in love with Bella, Edward!"

"I won't stand in your way." He said again, apparently not listening to me at all. Then he walked out of the room, and left me on the couch, staring after him, in shock.

What the hell had just happened?

- - -

I went back to Bella's house around 11pm that night, figuring she would be up and that perhaps Charlie would be in bed by now. The run didn't take too long, just about 10 minutes or so.

When I stopped outside of her house, I saw that the lights were on in her bedroom and for some reason I felt like I was home as I looked up, imagining her being in there, waiting for me. It was much more home than my own house, for I was welcomed here.

I rushed up the wall and into her room, to find no one. Her room was empty.

With a puzzled look on my face I looked around her room, almost expecting her to jump out from nowhere. But she didn't.

After a few seconds, or minutes – I didn't know, the door opened slightly, and the lights from the hallway lit up her room even more, as Bella in a silk pyjamas was revealed.

Her eyes widened a bit as she saw me, but quickly regained her senses, and smiled, saying "Hi" as she passed me, sitting down on her bed.

"Hi," I said, turning around to look at her. "How are you?" I sat myself slowly down on her small bed, next to her.

"Okay, I guess," she shrugged. "And you?"

"I'm better now, thank you."

"Something wrong?"

"Erm.." Should I tell her the truth? Should I tell her what Edward told me? Should I really tell her that Edward pretty much broke up with her today? "No."

"What aren't you telling me?" Bella demanded.

"It's nothing, really." My ass.

She glared at me before she glided farther up on her bed, pulling the covers off as she laid down, pulling the sheets back up. Bella continued to look at me suspiciously as she looked up from the sheets that reached her up to her chin. I'll admit she looked kind of cute then.

She yawned. "I'm tired."

"Maybe you should sleep then." I chuckled quietly, and she smiled in response.

"Maybe." She agreed. "But what are you going to do?"

"Can I stay?" I asked hesitantly, fearing a rejection. I didn't have anywhere else to go really.

"Of course." She smiled warmly at me. "You're always welcome to stay here, Jasper."

Her words brought enormous relief and happiness with them. Finally, after several days of misery, I felt good. Not perfect, like I'd been with Alice, but much better than before.

I realized that being with Bella made me happier, at least she was the only one who seemed to care for me now. She liked me, she enjoyed my company. And that's all that I needed right now, someone who cared for me.

"Thank you," I murmured, smiling back at her.

She yawned again.

"You should sleep." I pointed out again.

She rolled her eyes, sighing; "Fine."

"Erm.. Jazz?" she said after a few moments of silence. I'd almost thought she'd fallen asleep by now, and that was until she spoke.

"Yes?"

"I don't think I can sleep.." she sounded embarrassed.

"Why not?"

"I haven't really slept that much the last couple of days.."

"Oh." The reason behind her sleep deprivation was obvious. She was so used to having my brother staying with her at nights, and now he was gone.. I wasn't sure if it was the right thing to do, the appropriate decision, or the wrong one that I was considering now. Should I? Does she want me to? Could it go further? If so, would it?

I had absolutely no idea, and I was a bit scared of what the outcome could be, and mean.

"I'm so used to having him here.." She sounded sad, choking when mentioning him, whilst looking at the small, remaining space next to her on the bed, and I could see tears silently running down her cheeks in the darkness.

"Don't cry.." I murmured pathetically, reaching over to wipe them away.

She didn't hinder me, just looked up at me, teary-eyed still, and gazed at me wonderously, as if questioning my request. "I don't like seeing people cry.." I admitted sheepishly.

"Why?" She asked.

"I don't know." I told her honestly. "Weakness, I guess."

"I'm weak?"

I laughed lightly. Edward hadn't lied about her low self-esteem. "Bella, you're definitely not weak. If you were, I would've been pretty amazed by the fact you've been through all of this, like involving yourself with vampires, and you're still alive."

The corners of her mouth pulled slightly up into a very small smile.

"You're not weak." I said again, wiping the last tears away, and our eyes connected as I spoke. Again, I couldn't look away. There was something about those chocolate brown eyes that somehow managed to capture my full attention, keeping me there, like a prisoner. Although, it was a very nice and beautiful prison and so the prisoner could not really protest against his captivity, as he enjoyed it so much.

Hesitantly I leaned closer, but I did not kiss her on her full lips. I wasn't too sure if she'd want me to, or even if I wanted to either. Instead I gently kissed her forehead before I slowly laid down next to her. "Mind if I..?"

"No." She said quietly, looking directly into my topaz-eyes. Slowly she crept closer to me, and rested her head against my cool arm. The warmth from her made me warmer, too, and even if it felt so strange, and unnerving, I still welcomed it.

I watched as her breathing became more and more calm, and her body more relaxed, as she fell asleep right next to me. And in that moment I knew I was home.

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