Alice's POV

Jasper got up the next morning for the hunt. He took Carlisle and Esme with him for company and also to keep him from running back to the house in a jealous rage. He might be a good fighter but Carlisle and Esme combined could hold him for the several hours I would need to complete my plan. I studied my vision right down to the last detail. I was in my room arranging my bookshelf when I saw that I would soon be visited.

"I saw Jasper leave. Why aren't you with them?" He asked curiously leaning in my doorway.

"I recently fed and didn't want to kill another animal out of boredom. Plus I have much better things to do at home with the house to myself." I said with my back turned to him still arranging my shelves.

"Not entirely to yourself, wee one." He smirked. "This way we don't need to have mental conversations to keep the privacy."

"But where's the fun in talking?" I joked, picking up one of Jasper's civil war novel and hugging it close to my chest. I wanted nothing more than for things to go back to the way they were. But I needed to remedy the problem. If only the problem didn't hurt him so much.

"Not everything has to be fun. Life needs serious moments to balance out the silly ones."

"Then you are not truly living if you're going to be serious all the time." Turning around, I gave him a mock serious face. He laughed wildly to which I chuckled softly still nervous. "Now what can I help you with, brother who never seems to knock?" I put the book on my shelf.

He held up a cassette. "The piece I was working on yesterday. I want an honest opinion." His eyes turned soft.

"Of course," He tossed me the cassette and I placed it in the player. He walked over to the speakers to listen with me. I could feel the closeness between us, physically and emotionally. God I hope I can do this.

He leaned over and pressed play. I listened intently as it began. It was remarkable, a ballad. It was exactly to my liking. The piece had the same effect on me that Jasper did; a mood changer. I went from happy to sad to loving as a story unfold in my head of star crossed lovers and happy endings.

"What inspired you?" I asked knowing his answer.

"You" He answered plainly. "Now listen to the rest." He turned up the volume and I nodded listening.

"Close your eyes, Alice" He said softly. I closed my eyes and relaxed.

Within seconds, he leaned in and kissed me softly. I started to kiss back. He put both hands on my face and pulled me closer kissing me deeper. His lips were soft and moved well with mine. His kiss then moved from soft and supple to rough and passionate. His hand caressed my cheek as he moved closer. I knew I would have to reciprocate the actions otherwise he would feel nothing and all this would have been a waste. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back just as hard. He moved his hands down to my hips slightly hoisting me up. The kiss lasted minutes before he finally pulled away.

I looked at him, "I'm sorry, Alice" He looked down ashamed.

"It's okay. I grabbed his hand. "I knew this was going to happen anyway. I wanted you to see that we are not meant to be."

"I felt love for you, just no attraction or belonging. You're not mine, you're Jasper's."

I lifted his chin and he smiled slightly. "I love you, brother" I got up on the tips of my feet and kissed his cheek.

"I love you too, sis" He hugged me tightly. I then saw his head shoot up and I knew why. Jasper was on his way back.

"I'll talk to him" I said and he nodded thanking me silently. He then jumped out the window and sprinted through the woods.

Seconds later, I heard the door close and knew it was him. I practically flew from my room and down the steps into his waiting arms.