A/N: Short chapter:

Chapter Fourteen: Proof

LPOV

My answer had been honest, perhaps too honest.

Jasper was silent now, thoughtful and he kept looking at the ground, then back at me.

Surely he had noticed!

There was something about him that was more than just appealing.

I couldn't place my finger on it.

I didn't know what I felt or why he made me so happy; I did know that my answer was true.

He would never know how true.

It was hard to tell him such things.

I took a deep breath. It was well after midnight and it was getting cold, but I didn't want to move. The park had been somewhat of a sanctuary for me. Now Jasper was there and I felt even more safe there than before.

Perhaps he was dangerous, but a lion could also be a protector.

Sometimes the predator was really just a guardian of things he loved or cared for.

Good could always come from danger.

Sometimes the predator didn't choose its prey...

Jasper drove me home around three in the morning when the park had lost its thrill. We were still silent, even as he walked me to my apartment. I was content in that way; his presence meat something, didn't it?

I unlocked my door, then turned to him to say my goodbye.

He stopped me with a tortured look. "You're the only thing I've ever wished for," he announced, then he turned. He was gone after I had only blinked.

The pounding of my heart was the only proof that I had that the night did happen and none of this was imagined.

And the sneak preview from Jasper's POV. This idea I got after days and days of thinking and thinking of what would happen next. I spent so long and I finally got an idea, but it was a little hard for me to decide on. Anyway. Here is a small preview of what you will read in the next chapter.

Alice, Alice, Alice.

Bodies were scattered in various wounded states. People ran past to get to safetly.

I ran in, desperate.

It had to happen in the largest building too! There were too many places for her to be.

"Alice!" I screamed.

Everything was wrong.

I had to find her.

I would have cried. No tears came, but I had all the right emotions.

"Where's Alice Brecht?" I demanded as another group trying to escape passed me.

Alice as my only thought. I had to know where she was. She was the only reason I was ever happy. She was the best friend in the world.

That's it. I will add this chapter in a few days probably. Please review!