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Chapter 2

Tell Me What You Know

Bella's POV: I'm laughing with my best friend, Alice, as we exit Mr. Varner's useless calculus class. We trot to lunch quickly to meet with Edward, Peter and Char. Breaking into the lunch room I see his honey blond curls from across the room. My heart skips a beat. He's shaking his head and his eyebrows are scrunched in furry as he and Edward take turns yelling at each other. He attempts to stomp off but Edward stops him for only a second. Jasper stomps off and as he leaves he brushes up against my shoulders with some force as he's walking angrily, and a million sparks radiate through my body. I just want to grab his arm and pull him into my chest to play with his hair to calm him down, but he doesn't even know I exist. The rest of lunch goes as normal and despite the fight Edward had with Jasper, he doesn't seem too upset about it.

Third hour drags as I am anticipating sitting behind Jasper in American History, and with any kind of luck we'll have a group project and he'll be my partner. But when he doesn't show I grow concerned. He has never once missed a history class; he's kind of a nerd about the Civil War, what we're learning now, and he's not here. But I don't care if he is a history nut, it's kind of cute. Fearing I'm starting to think like an obsessed, crazy girlfriend I blow his absence off. After fourth hour literally drags on forever the bell finally rings and because my crappy old truck is in the shop, my older teddy bear of a brother Emmett, picks me up in his police car. He followed in our father, Charlie's, footsteps. But I plan on going into nursing. Once home, I quickly change into my brown khaki's and green polo and stuff an Evanescence t-shirt and yoga pants into by school bag and head to work my shift at the dinner.

With my shift completed, I change into my new clothes and drive Emmett's Jeep to my EMT training at the Forks Fire Station. I'm trying to get as ahead as possible so when I attend University of Seattle this fall I'll be at the top of my class. I sit down in a desk and pull out my notes to study for our final test. If I pass I'll be a fully certified EMT. Funny how classes fly by when it's something you care about, like history, only when a certain someone is sitting in front of you. Why? Why am I thinking about Jasper again? I carefully stuff all my notebooks and pencils into my bag for the end of the night.

I leave the building stressing about the test so much my hands are sweating; the only thing that stops me from having an anxiety attack is visions of Jasper's face floating around in my mind. I have this really strange urge to walk down the sidewalk along campus. Before I know what I am doing, my feet are dragging me forward. All though I try to stop, I can't. My phone starts to ring and Edward's goofy picture pops up with his ringtone.

"Hello?" I ask with a hint of confusion. It's a little late for him to be calling me; he's not usually a big phone guy.

"Hey?" He asks nervously. "Um, have you seen Jasper lately?"

"No. Not since lunch," I say as I am walking past an ally and the corner of my eye shoots down it. There he sits, perfect like an angle. I run as fast as I can to him, tripping often but never falling to the ground. "Jasper?" I whisper.

"Wait did you find him?" Edward screams. But it's like I didn't even hear him. There he lays, my Jasper with a face full of peace and a needle in his arm, the sweat on his forehead has matted his honey blond curls down to his face.

"Tell me what you know, tell me what you've gone and done, Edward!" I chant but no answer is soon enough so I throw my phone across the ally and it literally explodes on impact. I run my hand through his sweat dampened hair and start crying, fearing for the worse.

"No, Jasper, no," I sob. I grab his wrist placing two fingers on his wrists and wait. Nothing. "No!" I open his mouth and immediately start pushing my oxygen into his mouth. I come up and start pounding on his chest. One. Two. Three. More air. One. Two. Three. I check his pulse again. Still nothing. "Come on!" I scream with a sob escaping out of my lips. Red and blue lights flash down the alley and park in front of me and Jasper. At this point I have pulled him into my arms and I have pushed his head into the crook of my neck and I am playing with his hair as the tears stream down my cheek one by one.

"Bells?" Emmett shouts as he exits the cruiser and my dad not too far behind.

"Save him!" I cry.

"An ambulance is on the way. Are you okay?" Charlie asks full of worry.

"Yeah I am fine, but….Jasper… I don't… know… Daddy… Save… him," I stutter.

"He'll be okay, Bells." Emmett says but the tone in his voice really isn't that convincing. The ambulance quickly arrives as promised by Charlie and two medics load him in on a stretcher; I ride in the ambulance with him. I'm not leaving, call me creepy but I refuse to let him go. One of the medics named Jacob removes the empty needle from Jasper's arm. They push oxygen into his nose, hook him up to heart monitors, and charge the paddles. I grab his hand that's still warm, that's a good sign right? "Come on Jasper, don't leave me!" I cry pulling his hand up to my face.

"Clear!" Jacob speaks. Jasper's body jumps off the table but the monitor shows a heartbeat. It's unsteady, but it's there. We get to the hospital and the medics force me to join the waiting room with Jasper's awaiting family.

"I'm not leaving him." I voice sternly.

"Sweetie, you have to, I'm sorry," Jacob says, his gentle brown eyes are comforting but not enough to calm this panic in my heart.

"No!" I scream as I notice the heart monitor goes out again. The other medic drags me to the waiting room, kicking and screaming. Sure enough there's Edward, Alice and Dr. Cullen and his wife. Esme has tears just pouring down her face and Dr. Cullen is just standing there like a statue in full shock. I pry Edward away from Alice's clinging hug into a hallway nearby.

"Tell me what you know! Tell me what you've gone and done!" I cry tears just streaming down my face as I blame him, shoving him into the wall with such force I'm afraid the wall is going to cave in. "I saw your fight…. Tell me!" And with that I just collapse into his chest and break down crying. Alice may be my best friend, but there is just something about Edward that makes me feel safe. We've been friends for ever to the point where he's my brother. I feel like my soul is pouring out of my eyes onto his wife beater. My heart as literally been ripped out of my chest, I am in so much pain that I turn my head and throw up all over the tile. Edward doesn't give a shit though. He uses his shirt to wipe my mouth and pulls me back in so tight that he could break me in half but that's where I don't care.

"I'm sorry, Edward," I sob so hard I feel the need to throw up again, but I pet the back of Edward's head while he plays with my hair.

"It'll be okay; he'll be okay," He says. I feel his tears fall down onto my t-shirt and soon we're both shaking hard.

"Trying to convince me or you," I try to smile.

"Both," He tries to smile back. We stand there for what seems like hours just clinging onto each other for dear life, shaking and sobbing.

"But I can still remember what his face looked like, when I found him in an alley in the middle of the night," I mummer into his chest trying not to close my eyes as I cry because I'll see Jasper's broken face.

"Dr. Cullen?" a new voice pops in. Edward and I run into the waiting room to hear what the doctor has to say about Jasper. He takes a deep breath before delivering the news, but I can't take it anymore. I burst through the doctors only doors, many nurses and doctors try to stop me, but I just keep running searching frantically for Jasper. I see him at the end cot with the curtain partially open. I run full on sprint in to the room and grab is hand in a second.

"Everything is going to be okay, Jasper. Everything is going to be okay." I chant trying to convince the both of us.

A/N: Let me paint you a little picture. Here we sit, me and JordanPatzCullen in my room writing this. Both of us cuddling my pillow pet with tears just streaming down our faces because this is just so hard for us to write Jasper in this much pain! But what did you think? Chapters will become more regular after the next one is posted. Leave me a little love with a review and I'll send you a teaser of the next chapter!