Jasper's POV

I piled into the front seat of the car, sitting next to now my least favorite brother. I had just had a perfect evening with Alice and I thought the least I could do was share it with him. I explored all the places we went, all the satisfaction I gave her, and all the feelings I filled her with. His emotions turned to anger. I saw his grip tighten on the steering wheel. His hatred fueled me. I kept going further with my thoughts, to parts of our relationship that I found too private to say aloud.

"Jasper, for the love of god, I will –" He stopped immediately when Alice entered in the backseat.

We drove off to school in silence. Edward's resentment and jealously swirled inside of him. I regretted what I thought to him, sending him off to school with anger and blood thirst was not such a good idea.

I helped Alice out of the car and walked her to her first period class. She took me aside.

"What happened with you and Edward? I saw him punch you." She whispered.

"Nothing, my pet. I guess I lost my head and couldn't stop thinking about our perfect evening." I brought my arms under hers and held her shoulders, pulling her closer. I felt like taking her now and finding the nearest janitor's closet.

She whacked my arm with her textbook seeing the course I was headed and pulled away. She skipped off to class before flashing me a sexy smile. I let my head drop as I walked to American History. All through class, I thought of how I kept lying to her. I wanted to tell her the truth more than anything, but I couldn't face the possibility of her rejection. It was too much to bear.

By lunchtime, I grabbed my tray of food and headed for the table. Edward and Alice were already sitting there engaged in conversation. He was leaned in close to her and laughing. She was moving her fork around her plate as though she was actually eating. Her bell like laugh filled the cafeteria, but only I noticed. Love has left me a hopeless fool. His stare was focused on her face as though she was the light of a blind man's first morning of sight. How could she not know? How could she not see his love for her? She would have seen a confession coming from him, unless he intended to keep it his secret, his lips sealed for all eternity. But I don't think I will be able to withstand a thousand lifetimes of hidden desire for Alice without ripping his throat out.

Edward tensed up, hearing my comment and looked up at me as I approached the table. Alice filled with love and delight when she saw me. I was glad that I made her feel that way. Every time she felt such things for me, a new level of hope moved into my heart that she would stay with me.

I sat down next to Alice and forcibly pulled her chair closer to mine to I could wrap an arm around her. Edward excused himself from the table and sprinted from the table. Alice looked at me questioningly to which I shrugged. I loathed myself for lying to her. I was truly a monster, not just for all the innocents I've killed, but keeping the truth from the woman I love.

Suddenly Alice's face became a blank slate. She gasped as pain flashed across her face.

"Edward's leaving." She said in a tiny voice.

"What?"

"I just saw him get into the Volvo and drive off. He hasn't decided where to go, but its not home. I've been so worried about him lately. Now I just don't know what to think." The look on her face was worse than any damnation or killing Maria forced me to do.

"Alice….I might have an idea why he left," I said, refusing to look at her.

"Jasper Whitlock Hale, spit it out now." Her eyes were angry. When it came to Edward, she did not kid around. As a psychic, she hated withheld information and I would be damned if I were the one to keep it from her.

But what do I say. Alice, he loves you and left because you're with me and it's too painful for him. How would she react to that?

"Jasper, answer me now," Her eyes softened begging for an answer. She was upset, like an arrow had shot through her heart. Edward's leaving had affected her worse than I thought.

I sighed and begun, "He's in love with you, Lis," I said in a low growl.

She stared down at her hands without breathing. I then felt an overwhelming sense of guilt coming off her.

"You already know," I simply stated. She nodded shamefully. Time itself had stopped and it was as if we were the only two in the cafeteria.