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A/N: I'm sorry I haven't updated in forever, life just got in the way. So here you go with an almost 5000 word chapter. :)

Chapter 5: The Date

It was Wednesday night, the night before my date with Jacob. Since we exchanged numbers we talked and texted constantly over the phone, sometimes for hours. This morning he sent a text asking me out on a date. I said yes.

I didn't tell anyone about Jacob yet, because I knew they would make it a big thing. Edward was the only one who knew about him, when I told him before we got into a fight.

Edward was giving me the silent treatment, and he looked angry every time I told him I was sorry. Everyone kept telling me the same thing as well, 'There's nothing you can do about it. Edward is a douche when he doesn't get his way.' But I still felt bad that I didn't have the feelings Edward had for me.

After I finished my homework I got ready for bed. I tossed and turned for what seemed like hours before I fell asleep, with the excitement for the following day.

When I got up in the morning I went to my window and opened it. The sky was cloudy, but it wasn't raining. There was no wind, although the air was very cold. I smiled and hoped it would be a great day.

Emmett drove me to school as usual, because I still did not have a vehicle. I told him I had plans later, but I would still see him after school to put my bag in his jeep.

The day was boring as usual. Lunch and gym (ironically) were the only highlights of school since the argument with Edward. He always sat as far away as possible and looked at me for that matter. I was actually starting to think he was being an asshole. I never knew a guy who could be mad for so long at something so stupid that wasn't even my fault. I was getting ticked off.

In gym we played ultimate Frisbee, with flags instead of tackling. It was my favourite gym class of all time. No one took it too seriously, so if I messed up no one really cared.

I rushed out of gym as quickly as I could. I left my bag with Emmett, and to my surprise he didn't ask questions. I walked to the front doors to wait for Jacob.

I was talking to a senior whose name was Brittany when I saw him. Jacob was riding a motorcycle, and wearing a black leather jacket. It was the first time I saw him since the mall, and he looked good.

"Is he who you're waiting for?" Brittany asked under her breath. She was looking at him with wide eyes and her mouth hanging open.

"Yeah," I said breathlessly. He was turning off his bike when I thought, damn this kid is hot.

"Hey, Bella!" he said grinning.

"See you around, Brittany." I said. "Jacob! Hey."

"You ready?" he asked.

"Of course," I smiled.

Jacob helped me on to his motorcycle, and we drove to La Push. The ride scared me a bit. I was holding on tight to Jacob, but I don't think me minded the closeness.

When we got to his house he grabbed us some snacks and drinks and we went down to the beach. While we were walking he was telling me about his friends. Jacob was a really funny and an energetic guy. He reminded me of Alice's exciting personality. He was also really good at telling stories, and he always put a lot of enthusiasm into them.

We were almost back to his house laughing at something he said when suddenly, Jacob moved his head down and kissed me.

"Whoa," I said surprised. I took a step back from him.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"It's just that you and I just started to get to know each other. I mean, we just met."

"Oh, come on Bella, it's just a kiss."

"I know, but I'm not ready for that step with you."

He took a small step toward me and kissed me again.

"Jacob, no," I muffled out as his lips kept pressed against mine.

He put a hand on my back. I pushed at his chest but he wouldn't budge. I started hitting him with all my might. A low, dark chuckle came from his chest.

"Jacob! What the hell? Get away from me!" I yelled.

He pulled me closer to him. My hands hammered against him in panic. He grabbed my wrist, and his lips moved to my neck.

"Silly girl," he chuckled, shaking his head the slightest bit.

"Jacob this isn't funny. Get. Off. Of. Me."

He backed me up into a tree, slamming my head against it. I screamed out a cry of pain.

He laughed.

I started crying. "Son of bitch. You are sick, Jacob. Sick!"

Without really thinking I threw a hell of a punch that connected with his face. My hand hurt like a bitch, but I had caught him off guard. His lip was bleeding, and so was my hand. Jacob's teeth marks were visible.

His face was full of anger. He grabbed my left wrist and held it tight.

"Jacob, stop," I plead.

CRACK.

I could feel my wrist break, and he could too. The look of anger on his face turned into amusement.

"Did that hurt?" he smiled.

"What the fuck?" I screamed, tears streaming rapidly down my face.

"Oh suck it up."

Jacob moved us away from the tree, and he accidentally caught his foot on a root and we fell. I broke the fall for him, while my head hit the ground with a thud. He moved his position on top of me ever so slightly. I did the smartest thing that came into my mind during this whole thing: I kicked him in the balls. Hard.

"You fucking bitch!" he yelled. His face was scrunched in pain.

I got up, and I ran away as fast as I could. He didn't even try to run after me. Trees and bushes scratched all the uncovered skin on my body, but I didn't care. I sprinted all the way to the road. Not even noticing that it had started raining in my time running through the forest.

As soon as I started to walk along the road, I could feel the pain in my head more than ever. My eyes stung from crying, and my wrist hurt like fucking hell.

I didn't know how long I had been walking, but I soon heard a car come up and slow down behind me. What if it was Jacob? I thought. I walked a little quicker.

"Bella, is that you? Bella!" A man's voice called. I knew it wasn't Jacob. Thank goodness.

I turned around, to see the man calling my name. Jasper.

"Bella!" he yelled running toward me. He stopped in front of me and looked me over. "What in the world...? Darlin' are you okay, what happened?"

I couldn't speak, I cried even more. The only thing I wanted was to hug him, to be comforted by someone I knew. So that's what I did. I threw my good arm around Jasper's neck, and he wrapped his arms around my waist. I winced a little, but it felt good.

"Shhh, Sweetheart. Its fine, I'm here," he whispered into my hair. "Come on; let's get you into the vehicle."

He helped me walk over to his vehicle and opened the door for me to get in. He closed the door for me and ran over to the driver's side. As soon as he got in, he started the vehicle and cranked up the heat, and started driving.

He tried to sound calm, "What happened, darlin'?"

I told him about how I met Jacob, the "date", and how I ended up trying to walking home, although I may have left out how much in pain I actually was. When I was done he looked angry.

"That is one sick son of a bitch. I'm gonna beat his ass to the ground. Damn mother fucker," Jasper muttered. He looked me in the eyes and saw right through my pain, "How badly are you hurt? Don't leave anything out."

"My wrist, my head, a few scratches, bruises...I think that's all."

"I'm taking you to Dr. Cullen," he said. "He should be home."

"I don't want to bother him..." Jasper cut me off with a look that said "don't even start". "Fine."

We pulled into the Cullen's long driveway. Jasper stopped right in front of the porch steps, and he came around to help me out. My ankle hurt like a bitch going up the stairs.

Jasper stopped on the steps. "That's all? I think you left out your ankle, sweetheart."

"Yeah, I guess I did."

"Let me carry you."

"No, it's fine, really," I lied.

"Yeah, right. You can't lie worth shit, darlin'." He picked me up, and I wrapped my arm around his neck. He walked into the house without knocking.

He brought me into the kitchen and sat me on a bar stool. A lady, who was baking, looked up.

" Jasper. I didn't hear you come in," she said. "How are you - Oh, dear!" she said, her eyes landing on me. "What in the world?"

"Is Carlisle here?" Jasper asked her urgently.

"Yes, yes. He's in his study. Go get him, he won't hear you if you shout." Said the woman in a rush, who I guessed was Alice and Edward's mother.

"I'm Esme Cullen. Oh, you poor thing," she said as she tucked a piece of my hair behind my ear. "What happened?"

I told her everything I told Jasper, and she too seemed angered by this, maybe even more.

"We will have to do something about this," said Esme. "That is no way to treat a woman. It's not your fault, just remember that. I too, had something similar to this happen to me while I was growing up. Here, have a glass of water."

"Thank you, Mrs. Cullen," I said.

"No worries. Please call me Esme, dear."

"This must be Bella," said a blonde haired man coming into the kitchen. "Hi, I'm Carlisle. Sorry we have to meet on these circumstances; Alice has told us a lot about you. Anyway, Jasper filled me in on what happened today, you won't have to retell the story again," said Dr. Cullen with a kind smile.

"Thank you. I'm sorry for being a bother." Jasper gave me the look.

"Not at all. Now let's get you looked at."

A half hour later I had a brace on my broken wrist, bandages on cuts, a wrapped up sprained ankle, and some pain medication for a concussion.

In that half hour Edward came in to the kitchen only once. He looked at me with a look of disgust, and it felt like a slap in the face.

Jasper drove me home, and I called Emmett to tell him I was leaving the Cullen's. He asked questions but I told him I would fill him in when I got home.

Before we turned on to my street I looked over at Jasper. "Thank you for everything, Jasper. You've been here for me both times, and you've been here for Emmett when my parents died. Thank you."

Jasper opened his mouth to say something then closed it. He looked directly ahead for a few moments, and then glanced at me. "You would do the same for me Bella."

When we got in the house Emmett, Rose, and Alice were in the living room watching a movie. Emmett freaked out when he saw the brace and the cuts, and I knew he would. I filled them in on what had happened and none of them interrupted. When I finished they were all angry, angrier then I had ever saw them in my short time in Forks so far.

"I'm going to kick his mother fucking ass to the fucking moon!" Emmett yelled.

"Fucking sad excuse for a man," said Rose, looking livid. "Don't mind me while I go chop his balls off."

"Let me join in on that. He needs to be taught a fucking lesson, and we'll give it to him." That was the first time I had ever heard Alice swear, and the first time I ever saw her truly mad.

Emmett grabbed his keys off of coffee table. "Time to serve that son of bitch more pain than he ever imagined."

"I'm coming with you, babe," said Rose.

"Me too," Alice said.

I was barely hearing what they were saying. My head felt like it was going to burst, it hurt so much.

"Thank you, guys," I managed to say. "I don't feel well, I'm going upstairs."

I didn't even look back to say bye, I limped up the stairs and into the bathroom. The pain in my head was making me nauseous. I didn't throw up, but I stayed in the bathroom anyway for what seemed like ages.

I heard a knock on the door, but didn't answer to it.

"Bella?" asked Jasper as he opened the door and walked in. He sat down beside me, leaning his back against the tub. "How are you feeling?"

"Like shit," I said, as I leaned my pounding head on his shoulder.

"Want me to go get your pain medication?" he asked.

"Please."

"Okay. Let me help you into your room first." Jasper lifted me up off the floor and carried me to my bed.

...

"Better?" he asked a few minutes after I take the medication.

I shook my head. "Not even close."

"Wait a while for it to kick in," he said just as his phone started ringing. "Hello...She just took the pain medication...Want to talk to her? ... One second..."

He handed the phone to me. "It's Carlisle."

"Hello, Mr Cullen."

"Bella, how are you feeling?"

"I've been better, but I'll be fine once the pain killers start to work."

"I forgot to tell you that I would like you to stay home and rest for a couple of days. Try to make sure that there's someone checking in with you because of your concussion."

"Okay, I can do that."

"Wonderful. I'll drop in tomorrow after my shift, as well, to change your bandages if that's alright."

"Yeah, that would be fine."

"Great! I'll see you tomorrow then. Would you mind putting Jasper back on the phone?"

"Okay. Thank you, for everything, Mr. Cullen."

"It's not a problem, Bella."

I handed the phone back to Jasper. "He wants to talk to you again."

He nodded. "Yeah? Just Bella and I... They went to go find the damn bastard... I hope so too... Nothing at all, just regular stuff...Sure, of course I will... I think I would have anyway... You too, Carlisle."

He put his cell back in his pocket and gave a small smile.

"What?" I asked.

"Guess we're hanging out tomorrow, Darlin'," said Jasper grinning.

"Carlisle asked you?"

Jasper nodded, "I would have asked you anyway."

I smiled. "What about school?"

"There's nothing too important is happening tomorrow. Carlisle is gonna deal with everything."

"I'm happy that you're staying and everything, but why didn't he ask Emmett to stay with me?"

He pursed his lips for a second. "I'm not entirely sure."

I nodded. A second later we heard car doors slam, and we knew the rest of them were back.

Jasper's POV

I was driving back from the cabin when I saw someone walking on the side of the road. They were stumbling in the rain. As I got closer I saw it was Bella. What the hell is she doin' out in the rain? I pulled the car to the side of the road, and she started walking faster. What the fuck? Maybe it wasn't her.

"Bella, is that you? Bella!" I called.

She stopped and looked back at me.

"Bella!" I yelled over the rain, and I started running toward her. "What in the world..?" She looked beat up. She had scratches on her face and arms, and there were holes in her clothing. Tears streaked the beautiful face of hers. "Darlin' are you okay, what happened?"

She just looked up at me with her big brown eyes filled with tears, and she cried even more. It was at this instant that I decided I hated seein' her hurting like this. She surprised me by throwing her arm around my neck, and I immediately returned her embrace by wrapping my arms around her waist.

"Shhh, Sweetheart. Its fine, I'm here," I whispered to her. She was shivering and the rain didn't help. "Come on; let's get you into the vehicle."

I helped her over to the vehicle and every few step she winced with pain. It made me feel sick to my fucking gut to see her like this. I would do anything to make it stop.

When we started to drive I asked her, "What happened, darlin'?"

She told me all about that fucker Jacob. Everything he fucking said to her and tried to do to her. I was disgusted to say the least. I had to hold on to the steering wheel tightly so I wouldn't do anything drastic.

"That is one sick son of a bitch. I'm gonna beat his ass to the ground. Damn mother fucker," I said angrily. I looked at her and I saw she was in a lot of fucking pain. That fucker is gonna die. "How badly are you hurt? Don't leave anything out."

As she told me I already knew where I was gonna take her.

"I don't want to bother him," she said. You've got to be kidding me, I thought. How can a girl in this much pain be so selfless at a time like this?

When we pulled up to the Cullen house I drove right up to it. When we were walking up the stairs I noticed her wincing whenever she stepped with her left leg.

"That's all?" I asked. "I think you left out your ankle, sweetheart."

"Yeah, I guess I did," she said blushing.

"Let me carry you."

"No, it's fine, really," she said, blushing even more. Liar.

"Yeah, right. You can't lie worth shit, darlin'". I picked her up and took her straight into the kitchen and sat her down on a stool.

"Jasper," Esme greeted me. "I didn't hear you come in. How are you- Oh, dear!" she said as she saw Bella's state. "What in the world?"

"Is Carlisle here?" I asked a little irritated.

"Yes, yes," she said and I was already gone.

I ran up the first flight of stairs and knocked on the door of his study.

"Come in," he said calmly.

"Hello, Carlisle," I greeted. "Bella is hurt and I brought her here so you could take a look at her. Some god damn bastard at La Push, named Jacob Black did it to her. I'm gonna fucking rip that guy's damn throat out! He had no right-"

Carlisle put a hand on my shoulder. He was more of a father to me then my own dad in some ways.

"Son," he started. "Take a breath. Good. Now, tell what happened."

I retold him everything Bella had told me in less than a minute. Carlisle's eyebrows were pulled together as he thought about the situation.

"That's a god damn fucking bastard. He should be damned."

I knew he felt strongly about how we men are supposed to treat a lady. I didn't know the whole story, but I knew something happened to Esme when they were younger, and she went to the emergency room. That's when she and Carlisle met.

We rushed down to the kitchen.

"This must be Bella," said Carlisle. "Hi, I'm Carlisle. Sorry we have to meet on these circumstances; Alice has told us a lot about you. Anyway, Jasper filled me in on what happened today, you won't have to retell the story again," he said giving her a comforting smile.

"Thank you. I'm sorry for being a bother." I gave her the fucking look again. Was she crazy? She's injured and saying sorry for it. Only she, out of all people.

While Carlisle was doing his thing I talked to Esme about the damn asshole.

"I think she should press charges. Anybody in the intention of hurting someone or something should pay for it. And to dear Bella? She is so sweet and kind. Who would do that?"

"I know, but I have the feeling he'll be on the run."

"We'll find him," she said. "My cousin, Jason Scott is a lawyer in Seattle. I'll call him to see what he can do."

At that moment Eddie-Boy came to see what all the commotion was in the kitchen. I caught him stealing a glance at Bella, and he gave a look of disgust. I cocked my eyebrow at him, but he just turned and walked away. The fucker...

I excused myself from my conversation with Esme, who didn't notice Edward in the doorway, and went after him. He went out the door to the back porch, and I followed. He had his elbows on the railing and his face buried in his hands.

"What was that?" I asked him.

"What was what?"

"Edward, you're slow but not that slow. What's your damn problem with Bella? She told you the truth, and it wasn't what you wanted to hear. So, now you're being a fucking douche about it? Some god damn fucking bastard hurt her tonight, and all you do is look at her in disgust. You know how that must make her feel? That's pretty fuckin' shallow, man. I know you're parents taught you better than that. I know I'm not much older than you, but you need to be put in your fucking place. Bella's been through so fucking much in the past few months, so don't make it any more difficult for her. Do I have your word?"

He nodded, "Yes."

"Good," I said, and went back to the kitchen where Carlisle just finished bandaging her hand.

"Ready?" I said to Bella.

"Yes," she said, giving me a small smile. "Thank you for everything, Mr and Mrs Cullen. I really appreciate it," Bella said, giving Carlisle and Esme a hug.

"You're welcome here any time, dear, just as all of Alice and Edward's friends are," said Esme.

The drive was relatively silent aside from Bella calling Emmett to tell him she was on her way home.

"Thank you for everything, Jasper," Bella said, as we were almost at her house. "You've been here for me both times, and you've been here for Emmett when my parents died. Thank you."

I was taken aback by this. She's an amazing person, always doing things for others. She's loyal, honest, and caring. I would be there for her no matter what, always. And for Emmett? He's my best friend, practically a brother. I would do almost anything for him. There are only a handful of people I'd do anything for, and those people are the some of the most important people in my life.

"You would do the same for me, Bella," I said as we pulled in to the front of her and Emmett's house.

When we walked into the house, she was immediately bombarded with questions concerning her physical state. Bella told everyone to sit down in the living room so she could explain. She motioned for me to sit on the armrest of the recliner that she was sitting on. She then surprised me by grabbing my hand. Bella looked up at me, and I gave her a reassuring smile.

"Please, don't interrupt me, or else I won't tell you guys what happened. Okay?"

Everyone nodded.

She told the story again. I hated hearing that this had happened to her, and no one was there to help.

When she finished I could tell that she didn't feel very well, who wouldn't? After everyone else had shared their thoughts, Bella excused herself and went upstairs. I felt drawn to go with her. I didn't want her far from me. I felt the need to protect her.

"Coming with us Jazz?" asked Emmett.

"Shouldn't someone stay with Bella?" asked Rose, before I could give an answer. "I would, but I feel like kicking some major ass."

"Jazz, maybe you should stay with her," said Alice sweetly. "If I was in Bella's position, I would like someone who knew all the details and whatnot with me. Plus, you have that calm attitude about you, which none of us really have, and Bella needs that right now."

I looked to Emmett for an answer. He had a menacing expression on his face, ready to kick some ass, but sadness in his eyes. My "brother" was hurting for his sister, because of all she's been through. His face turned into a calm expression and he gave me a nod and a smile, but it didn't reach his eyes.

"Kick that fucking pussy's ass for me," I said.

"We will," the three said at the same time.

They left, and I went upstairs to check on Bella. I saw light coming through the bottom of the bathroom door so I knocked on it; no answer. That made me worry.

"Bella?" I asked, as I opened the bathroom door. She was sitting on the floor beside the toilet with her arms wrapped around her legs. I sat down beside her. "How are you feeling?"

"Like shit," she mumbled, and she leaned her head on my shoulder. I inhaled the sweet smell of her hair.

"Want me to get your pain medication?" I asked.

"Please," she said weakly.

"Okay," I said. "Let me help you into your room first."

I lifted her up effortlessly and brought her to her room. I quickly ran down to the kitchen to grab her medication and a glass of water, and rushed upstairs again.

"Better?" I asked after a little while. Bella was lying on her bed looking up at the ceiling, while I was looking at the stuff she had around her room.

She shook her head the slightest bit. "Not even close."

"Wait a while for it to kick in," I told her. I hoped to god that she would feel better soon, because I hated seeing her in pain.

Me phone rang, and I answered it, "Hello?"

"Jasper, its Carlisle. How's Bella?"

"She just took the pain medication."

"Good, good. I hope it helps her."

"Want to talk to her?"

"Yes, please."

"One second."

I passed the phone to Bella and she talked to Carlisle for a few moments. After she said her goodbye she passed the cell back to me.

"He wants to talk to you again," she said.

"Yeah?" I asked into the cell.

Carlisle repeated to me what he said he told Bella and asked, "Who is all at the house?

"Just Bella and I," I told him.

"Oh! Where are the others?"

"They went to go find the damn bastard."

"I thought so. Although I pray they don't do anything too drastic, I hope they find the fucking asshole."

Carlisle swearing was a rare thing, and today was the most I've ever heard it out of him.

"I hope so too," I agreed.

"Hmm...Are you doing anything important in school tomorrow?"

"Nothing at all, just regular stuff."

"Do you think you could stay with Bella tomorrow, because of her concussion?"

"Sure, of course I will."

"Wonderful!"

"I think I would have anyway," I said. I didn't want Bella to be hurt again, and for a strange reason I felt a need to be close to her.

"Great! Well, I will see the two of you tomorrow. Have a good night, Jasper."

"You too, Carlisle," I said.

I ended the call, and gave Bella a smile.

"What?" she asked blushing.

"Guess we're hanging out tomorrow, Darlin'," I said smiling wide at her.

"Carlisle asked you?"She questioned.

"I would have asked you anyway."

"What about school?"

""There's nothing too important is happening tomorrow. Carlisle is gonna deal with everything."

She nodded. "I'm happy that you're staying and everything, but why didn't he ask Emmett to stay with me?"

I had the same question in the back of my mind. "I'm not entirely sure."

She nodded. And from her open window, we heard a car door slam and we knew that the rest of them were back.

"Would you like to back downstairs?" I asked her.

"No, I'm good up here. I think I'm going to go to bed. You'll tell me what happened tomorrow, right?"

"Of course, Bella," I smiled at her.

"Thanks, Jasper. I guess I'll see you tomorrow."

"Good night, Darlin'."

A/N (again): I hope you enjoyed both POVs. Hopefully I will update sooner next time. Thank you guys for putting my story on your alerts/favorites. It really means a lot. -E