Me: I OWN JASPER HALE! But not so much Twilight.

Jasper: Sorry darlin' , but you don t own me.

Me: *cries*

Jasper: Fine You can own me.

Me: YAY!

Jasper: *in a Texan accent* JUST KIDDING! You don t own me or anything Twilight related. It all belongs to Stephenie Meyer.

Me: Darn you and your sexy accent -_-

Do you feel like a man
When you push her around?
Do you feel better now
As she falls to the ground?

-Face Down, The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

James' POV (the day Alice gets a call from Rosalie)

I was only a few houses down from Alice s house when I heard a voice, which was of course Alice, yell to her family.

"ESME! EMMETT! CARLISLE! Wait Carlisle's not here! ESME! EMMETT!"

Getting closer, I hear Alice telling them how the Hale s are coming back, and the big idiot asking why they had to come so early in the morning. I wanted so bad to go beat the crap outta the Hale boy. I mean, he was her best friend, and he just left her, and as the months passed, the Alice that was full of sunshine became someone who would cry whenever someone asked her what her favourite gemstone was. I knew it was sapphire, but I wasn't sure why it made tears spring to her eyes. It seems like a nice blue colour.

Back to my point, Alice was so depressed, that not even her brother s could make her feel better. That was when I took it upon myself to get the smart, happy, chipper girl back. Six months after he left, I asked her out, and we ve been together and happy ever since. I even thought she forgot about the Hale s, but I guess not. I would do anything in my power to make sure that loser didn t hurt her ever again.

Turning around, I jogged home, and went to sleep. I knew it was just passed noon, but Alice was going to be rather restless tonight, and so I would comfort her, even if she didn't know I was there. Once through the door and into my room, I closed my blinds, set an alarm for 9 pm, and drifted to sleep.

Beep, beep, beep.

I guess it was 9 o clock, as that stupid beeping was the last thing I wanted to hear.

Pulling on some fresh sweats, a muscle tee, and shoes, I jogged my way over to the Cullen s and climbed through Alice s window. She always kept her window open, even though it rains a lot strange girl. Her lights were off and her breathing even. I wondered what she was dreaming of, when her mumbling answered my question.

"Jazz, I love you."

I froze. Surely it wasn't Hale she was talking about. And if it was, she would have meant it in a brotherly manner, right?

Alice sighed, and started speaking some more.

"Of course I wanna spend the rest of my life with you."

I stopped breathing. She wasn't talking to Jasper. I reassured myself.

"Mmm, course I'll marry you Jazz."

Just a dream, just a dream, just a dream. It was probably her remembering when they were little, and he asked her to marry him as a joke. Nothing to get worked up over.

"Whadda ya mean what bout James?" she asked her dream Jasper.

"No Jazzy. I love you. So much. Yes, more then I love James."

My breathing stopped. She loved him more then she loved me?! What the hell! He left her, and she was so depressed. She even told me once, that she was seriously considering suicide. I mean, someone as small as her shouldn't have to carry a burden like that. How could she do this to me?!

"Ever since we met Jazzy, that s how long I've loved you. You and only you."

I had heard enough. I jumped out the window, and marched over to my house to try and get some sleep. This couldn't be happening. For those six months she pretended to be happy. I was just some guy who was making her charade even more realistic. She had said that Jasper was the only one she ever loved. So what did I mean to her? I was the one who picked her up off the ground, the one who talked her into going out with friends, the one who held her when she cried, and of course, the one who talked her out of suicide. Someone should teach that girl a lesson, but I didn't know how.

~Time Skip - after Alice runs from Jasper at the airport~

I was woken at 6:30 to the sound of my phone. Who the hell would call at 6:30 on a Saturday! It was just beyond me. Then it hit me. Alice.

"Hello?"

"J-James?" she was crying.

"Yeah babe? What's the matter?" Jasper. I could tell.

"C-can I c-c-come over?" she sobbed.

"Sure, when will you be here?"

"F-f-five minutes."

"Okay, see you then baby. I love you."

"Bye James." And with that, she hung up. No 'I love you too' . She was going to break up with me, and I wasn't having it. She could lie to me, but she won't get away with it. I, James Marshall, would not be used, ever.

Five minutes later, there was a knock at my door. I opened it to reveal Alice, her eyes red and puffy, with the make up running down her tear streaked face. That was a change. She never wore make up when she was with me. She never really woke make up at all. Was she so into Hale that she prettied herself up? I was furious.

"What 's the matter?" I asked, faking concern.

"H-h-he said he d-doesn't c-care about me!" she wailed.

"Who? Who doesn't care about you sweetie?" I asked, although I already knew the answer. I tried to look caring as the anger in me rose.

"Jasper!" she cried, and started sobbing. I knew it was that prick.

"Well, you know what?" I asked, my anger seeping into my voice. "He never cared about you. He never will. You're a good for nothing bitch!" I roared.

"No... No! I'm good for something!" she screamed back at me.

That was it. I couldn't control my anger. My arm rose, and I lashed out, not caring about how much I hurt her.

Alice's POV

I rushed to James house, thinking he would bring me comfort, but I was never more wrong in my entire life. I had this vision before; this morning to be exact. I knew something like this was going to happen, but before I could do anything about it; his hand came down, hard and fast. I was sent flying across the room, and smashing into the full length mirror that was positioned against the wall. Glass shattered, slicing my body, and almost knocking me out.

I wiped the blood from my brow, and looked into his cold, evil eyes, while his face was distorted with rage. His foot collided with my stomach, and I gasped, trying unsuccessfully to catch my breath. The brutal beating took forever to end. Well, not end, but it took me a good half hour to pass out. I'm not sure whether he continued to hit me, but I was pretty sure he didn't stop when my mind spiraled into an uneasy oblivion.

Jasper's POV

I was crushed when Alice ran. I never knew that denial hurt this much. She meant everything to me. She was the one thing that kept me living this past year. I know I never kept in contact with her, but, to be honest, I was afraid she d reject me. And the pain of her rejection would be too much for me to handle.

I ran to Emmett and Rosie interrupting their make out session- and asked for Emmett s keys to the jeep. Em gave them to me willingly, and I was off. I didn't know where to, but I would drive around Forks until I see her yellow Porsche. Since Forks was a small town it only took me around 40 minutes to locate her, and much to my surprise, she was at a tacky apartment not only five minutes away from my house.

I walked in to find Alice, sprawled awkwardly on the small bed. She was covered head to toe in bruises and gashes. I could tell because her shirt had been thrown on the floor, and the rest of her clothing strewn around the room. Her breathing was shallow and sounded rather painful.

My eyes filled with tears as I took in her bloody state. Unbelieving, I pinched my arm. It hurt. Bad. I reached my hand out to check her pulse, but a humorless chuckled brought me from my daze. Spinning around, I saw James leaning against the door frame.

"Hello Jasper," he spit, breaking the silence.

"What did you do to her?" I demanded.

"Whatever do you mean, Hale?" he asked innocently.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER?!" I asked again, my anger flaring as he chuckled once again.

"We were having a little... fun..." he started, and my stomach churned as I interpreted what he meant. "But before that, our little Alice got a bit too... vocal."

"What do you mean by 'got a bit too vocal'?" I demanded.

"I mean that she got snappy. So I knocked her 'round a bit. That little slut deserved it." That did it. My vision was tinged red, and I lunged for him. I brought my fist back and smacked him in the jaw. I grabbed his shirt at the scruff of the neck, and brought my left hand back again, hitting him repeatedly in the nose. He tried to fight back, but I was taller, stronger and faster. Once he was down, I proceeded to pick Alice from the bed. I was almost out the door when his fist collided with my jaw. I stumbled, but didn't fall.

I turned around to lay into him, when a gasp of pain came from my arms. Alice was regaining consciousness, so I kicked him in the groin, and ran for her car. Her keys were in the pocket of her jeans, which I picked up on my way out. I opened the passenger door with one hand, and slid her into the seat, careful of the bruises and lacerations I assume were from the glass being shattered.

Pulling out my cell, I was so glad I had thought to put Rose on speed dial. I was speeding down the street, when she answered on the third ring.

"What?" she sounded pissed. Maybe I'd interrupted their make out session once again.

"I went to go find Alice. Emmett's jeep is at James' apartment. I'm taking her to the hospital now, so I'll fill you in when you get there." I was straight to the point, and Rose knew better then to ask questions.

"Yep, we'll be there as soon as possible," was her reply, before she hung up.

"Jazz?" I heard a raspy voice call out, low and painful.

"Its okay darlin' , I'm here. We're taking you to the hospital."

"Jazz, I..." she started, but was cut off but a sharp intake of breath.

"Ssh, honey. We ll be there in a minute. It'll be okay," I whispered to her. I just hoped we would get there in time.

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