Saturday, November 16, 2013, 4:45 PM

You can't just turn your heart off like a faucet; you have to go to the source and dry it out, drop by drop. -Sarah Dessen, Someone Like You

Even from across the room his stare pierced right through my heart.

Did I really put that look on his face?

The moment he turns away I can breathe again. He's distracted now by the beautiful red head under his arm. He squeezes her closer and I selfishly wish it was me there instead of her.

Great. Now I'm jealous of his sister.

I struggle to get off the stool without falling but a hand catches my arm to help me down. I look up to see pained blue eyes staring down at me.

"Hey, Jasper."

His smile looks more like a grimace as he looks back and forth between where I was just looking and where I was sitting and I know he probably just watched the entire interaction go down. I feel nauseous because now I know that he knows. I don't have to wonder why. It's my fault he and Edward became friends in the first place.

"Bella... I came to warn you."

"About what?"

He lets go of my arm and, with the same hand, runs his fingers through his hair, wincing at how little is there because Alice made him cut it for the wedding.

"My wife is not very happy with you."

I should have seen that coming.

"How much did Edward tell you?"

I don't mean to sound like I'm accusing him of anything but it comes out that way anyhow.

"Bella, you left him in rough shape. You can't get mad at him for needing a friend. Would you rather he confided in Emmett?" The face I make says it all. "Yeah, I didn't think so. Look... It may not be my place to say this, but I just thought that you should know, I think you're making a big mistake."

I look down, fighting with the part of myself that is in total agreement with those words and force myself to look back at him.

"You're right. It's not your place to say that."

I move to walk away but a cold voice stops me before I get anywhere.

"Oh, Bella, I don't think so."

Is there anyone that would be on my side in this?

I succumb to the fact that I may as well just deal with her now because it's only a matter of time before she corners me.

"Alright, Al. Do your worst."