Chapter 4: alone
A/N: Hey, sorry I didn't update sooner. I had to babysit and do homework for a looonnnggg time believe me, anyway, on with the story.
Well, I can't forget this evening
Or your face as you were leaving
But I guess that's just the way this story goes,
You always smile
But in you eyes your sorrow shows
Yes it shows
I can't live if living is without you- Mariah Carey
I knew something bad would happen. I could feel it. Nothing this good came without consequences. That was the way everything went, the course of nature. He kissed me with a big smile on his face.
"I love you, Bella." He whispered then his hands flew up to his mouth. "Sorry"
"Don't worry, I love you too, Jazz." I whispered back.
I slipped my hand into his pocket and put my ring into it. It was a silver band with a ruby heart saying 'Forever and Always'. It had belonged to my great-great-great-grandmother. It was handed down the line until I got it and I treasured it like it was all I had. On the back, it had Swan engraved on it. Now I was giving it away to the same man that owned my heart. Who owned my soul. Who owned me.
"I guess I'd better get you back to the club before you get into anymore trouble." He whispered hissing me one last time.
"Ok then." I agreed.
We walked into the bar hand in hand. Opening the doors quietly and stepping in. When I went in Alice grabbed my and pulled me away.
"We're going." She hissed.
"But, Alice, can't we stay a little while longer?" I all but pleaded.
"No we are not staying anymore!" She snarled. She was angry, someone had rejected her.
"But-" I started but was cut off by Alice.
"No buts, we are going, do you understand?" She growled and pulled me out of the club.
I gave Jasper on last look, a look of love, lust, longing and a sadness you would only see in a goodbye. The emotions in his eyes mirrored the ones in mine.
"I hope we meet again Jasper. Goodbye until then. I love you." I whispered.
"I love you too, Isabella. Goodbye." He breathed barely audible.
With that, I was dragged out of the club but not barehanded. When I reached into my pockets for warmth to sooth me, my fingers closed around something cold and hard. I pulled my hand out and gazed at the silver band in my palm. Carved into one side of it was the word 'love'. On the other side of it read 'Whitlock'. I felt a small tear roll down my cheek, down my chin and down my neck.
A/N: How did ya suckers like that one? TEHE! Next chapter is a month later. Till next time! Cyas.