I rocked up at Jasper and Rosalie's door, my bag on my arm, my hood up, protecting me from the cold air around me. Jasper opened it as soon as I knocked. He hugged me close, and it felt good to be close to him again.
"Come in, it's freezing out there."
"Says he who's not wearing a shirt," I muttered. Jasper laughed, obviously relieved that I was talking to him again.
"Hey Bella," Rosalie greeted me.
"Hey Rose," I greeted her back. Emmett's arm was around her, and Alice and Edward were curled up on the couch infront of the fireplace, which was blazing.
"So, what have you guys been up to?" I asked, curling up to Jasper. He pulled me in and I frowned at his bare chest.
"Same old same old," Edward replied, "school, work, sleep, Alice, work, work, Alice, sleep, Alice, Alice, school, sleep and Alice combined." I screwed up my face in disgust.
"I really don't want to know about that. And I'm guessing you two have been the same. Does anything change?" I asked, an incredulous look on my face.
"School is really starting to kill me," Alice put in.
"Have you guys been stressing out about the finals at all?" Jasper exclaimed
"No, I learnt pretty much all of it in Forks. It's easy," I said, blowing off the subject.
"I know that I've been stressing like crazy," Rosalie said.
"Yeah, well both you and Jasper would have been stressing, what with your parents wanting everything perfect before they go away, and Bella getting pregnant and the abortion and everything." I didn't realise the words until they'd left his mouth.
"WHAT?!" Jasper yelled, outraged.
"I told you not to tell anyone!" I cried at Rosalie.
"He guessed it, I told no-one, I would never do that to you Bella," Rosalie pleaded. For some reason, I believed her. But now Jasper was turning his fury to me.
"So you told my sister and not me? Thanks a lot. I know that I can trust you," he said sarcastically.
"It's not like that Jasper," I said, on the verge of tears.
"What is it then?" He asked, poison in his voice. His blue eyes were cold and uncaring.
"I didn't want you to know because I didn't want you worrying about me. And I was getting rid of it as quickly as possible."
"And you didn't think that my opinion mattered?"
"I didn't want to hurt you because I love you," I said, my voice quivering with the tears that were running down my face.
"As if I haven't heard that before," he spat at me, turning his back on me. I began to see red.
"You know what I liked about you? You were unique. Most of your CD's were soundtracks or bands that no-one had heard of. You weren't like anyone else. You never failed to make me laugh. Whenever you were happy, you made me happy. Whenever you were sad, you made me sad. When you got angry at James for punching you, do you know what I did? I went and punched him back. But now you're just like evryone else. You've changed. And so have I. Any feelings I had previously have disappeared."
Jasper turned around, looking hurt, but I just spun on my heel, grabbed my bag and walked out the door, not caring that the rain was pouring down.
I heard a door slam inside. I saw a light come on in an outside room. I turned and looked at the window. Jasper sat down on the bed and put his head in his hands, his body heaving from the sobs.
He looked up and saw me staring at him. I turned quickly and stalked off to the house, my face streaming with tears.
When I was inside, I saw the porch light come on, and Alice left, followed by Edward. I didn't care if I'd split up the party, There wouldn't have been many at it after I left.
I fell asleep, the tears never stopping.
* * * * *
The knocking on my window started at 1am. I had heard briefly before a car crunching over the gravel at high speed. I half-expected it to be Jasper, begging for me to talk to him.
I ignored it, trying to fall back asleep, but a voice disturbed me.
"Bella? Please open the door. I have urgent news." It was Rosalie, her voice masked with tears.
I got out of bed and ran to unlock the door. Rosalie was standing there, her face red with tear-tracks down her cheeks. I let her in and she gave me a big hug, wetting my tank top with her tears.
"What is it Rose? What happened?"
"It's Jasper. He's been in a car accident."
Still writing in the flood. I wrote these chapters a few days ago, but for my sanity, I put them on my flash drive and I've been lengthening them on my sister's laptop during this damned flood! I was about to get in the shower this morning to get ready for school, then mum got a phone call and said "pack everything up and put anything on the floor away. There's going to be a flood." and i was all like "can i have a shower?" and she said "no. there's no time." but there was plenty of time!! anyways, reviews make me especially happy! especially when my inbox is flooded with them.