Soooo….I could really use a Beata XD lol…. My grammer is beginning to fail… but I'll keep writing until I find one sooo, thank you for your reviews! REEEEAAALYY praying for forty after this chappie but that might be pushing it just a little lol anyway… here we go. \

Bella

I woke up wrapped in bare warm arms the next morning… total. Bliss. I turned just slightly to kiss the closest arm to me and I thought back to the days with Edward.

I tried to lose my virginity to Edward, I really did. I really thought I was in love with him… how wrong could I have been? I mean, I thought I was falling more and more in love every day… But one single day with Jasper topped all of that. How possible was it that I was wrong now? Is what I have now love, or lust? If this is lust…I understand cheating.

Edward was…my everything. And now he's nothing. What if one day Jasper becomes nothing? What if he leaves? What if I do? What really happens here?

His arms shifted reminding me that he wasn't quite awake yet, however that slight movement revealed our wrists. My left, covered in scars, and his left, with my promise fitting perfectly with his flawless arm. I checked mine to see if it was still there, and my name looked back at me.

By promising to Jasper to marry him, I broke my promise to daddy in joining him. My first night without a nightmare, was the first time I broke a promise….a bittersweet night.

I glanced at my phone to see nine missed calls from Phil, and three texts from Renee. Of course the fight from the night just blow away… and Jasper didn't make it any easier. Why couldn't he just put the phone down and walk away? Hell RUN for all I care… I didn't want him to even LOOK at Phil, I couldn't bear it if he got hurt. I didn't want him to know this sort of thing even remotely happened… because I know he's going to leave. My baggage, my pain, will be too much of a burden to him. He's going to leave. Which makes my promise to him practically void because he's going to-I stopped and glanced at the bracelet on his wrist.

He had promised too. After the fight. Even his promises mean nothing, I have to remember that we both promised. Don't worry about tomorrow until it is standing at your door.

"If you spend all of your time watching your feet, eventually you are going to walk into a pole." ~Brenda Harris

My face reddened as I remembered why exactly I didn't have a nightmare… After that promise he had taken me by the hand and led me to his room locking the door behind us. Neither of us wasted much time on clothes, we were in a bit of a rush. Roughly he shoved me over onto the bed, and again, didn't waste much time. With one quick thrust he buried himself to the hilt inside of me, causing me to moan in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

Using his arms to keep most of his weight off of me he found a pace that suited us, and I wrapped my legs around his waist to give him a better angle. Leaning forward I grazed my teeth against his shoulder and he paused long enough to shudder, giving me an idea. Roughly I pushed him off of me, and disappointment filled his eyes.

"Baby? What's wrong?" I laughed listening to his ragged breath.

"Can you sit still or do I need to tie you up?" I laughed again as his eyebrows shot up and made a show of becoming still.

"What are you doing?"

"Ever heard of a tease Jazz?"

I didn't know it was possible to raise your eyebrows any further but his certainly did. Testing my theory I ran my fingernail down his shoulder, smiling as he shuddered again. Leaning forward to rest my forehead against his, our lips almost touching, just breathing. He leaned towards me to kiss me but I pulled back slightly with him chasing me for a kiss until his back was exposed.

Seeing my chance I took my hands from his face and ever so slowly ran my fingernails from the backs of his ears, down at his back, and traveling from his hips to his sides. Immediately he bucked underneath me, releasing a very wild gasp, that made me very, very, eager for more.

Wildly his eyes met mine and he desperately tried to plant his lips on mine, yet I pulled away again. I wasn't done. Not even close.

And to make it better, he whimpered. My ego has NEVER been as high as it was then….

Placing my hands on his shoulders, I pushed him back against the headboard, hope glimmering in his eyes… hope for more, or for me to stop? I wasn't sure, and I sure as hell didn't care. Lightly I ran my fingernails from his shoulders, down his chest and stomach, and lower, very carefully avoiding his member, down his thighs, and back up his sides, coming to rest behind his neck.

He was trembling, and BEGGING for me to stop….I had done this to him… and I loved it. And I still wasn't done… I tortured him for ten minutes before he took control and attacked my mouth. I granted the kiss I had refused to give him for the last twenty minutes, and let him plow his way to release… when I came close to mine I bit his shoulder, hard. Panting he looked at his very red shoulder and said "What was that all about?"

I smirked and stood up putting on my clothes as I moved. "You didn't sit still." He stood and put on a pair of shorts and walked with me to the kitchen for a cigarette.

"Where did you learn that?" He said pushing me against a wall before I could light up.

"Learn what Jazz?" I was having WAAAY too much fun with this. And I laughed outright as his jaw dropped.

"Learn what? The fingernail stuff! The teasing!"

I tilted and bit my lip smiling "Aww, Jazz, I was just admiring the view." and with that I giggled and lit my cigarette watching as he continued to stare at the wall for a second, confused, until finally he joined me.

He had intended on round two, but we ended up falling asleep on his bed, fully dressed… well…. I was. Jasper was in Boxer shorts, he cheated.

Leaning over I kissed his sleeping lips, taking a mental of the perfectly bruised bite mark on his shoulder. His eyes opened and he kissed me and smiled, remembering the night before. I kissed him back and sighed as my phone vibrated.

"I'll see you tonight?" There was hope in his eyes, he wanted more.

"As always"

It wasn't until I had climbed in my car that I remembered the bruise. Should I remind him?

Nah…. Let him figure it out.

Life is short,

Break the rules,

Forgive quickly,

Laugh freely,

Love truly

Kiss slowly,

And never regret anything

That made you smile….

Those baby girl, are the rules of life…. Follow them to the letter.

Daddy