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I started this off with Bella's POV, but you'll get to finish out with Jasper.

I don't want to do this.

I have no idea what I'm going to say to any of them. How do you tell someone goodbye without actually saying it? And to know that I'll never see them again-at least up close-that was brutal. I'm not a very good liar; surely they'll see right through me. But I had to do it-it's what I want. I want Jasper forever and this is the price I pay.

Jasper drove me to my house that night after we got back from his family's. We spent the rest of the weekend just being together, and laughing, and enjoying each others company. It was nice. I look forward to having them in my life. At least I could have them. My plan was to pack some things first-not too much, just enough that Charlie wouldn't notice-and hand them to Jasper, who would be at my window. I would talk to Charlie for a bit-make him dinner one last time. And then I was going out to pick up some juice. At least, that's the story. I will have a horrible car crash, and my truck will be engulfed by flames. And poor Charlie will get the call. And he'll call Renee, and she'll be devastated. What will she do without me?! I must have been hyperventilating, because Jasper placed a cool hand on my shoulder.

"Calm down, Bella, or you'll give yourself away. I know this is hard. But you can do it. I'll be right outside, waiting for you. I love you." He said, pulling me into a quick embrace before stealing out the passenger side door. I took a deep breath and followed.

"Hey, Bells! How was your little trip?" Charlie chimed as I walked through the door. I did my best to give him a smile, although I'm sure it was more of a grimace.

"Great, dad. The Cullen's send their love. I'm going to go upstairs and change real quick, and then I'll be down to make dinner." He nodded. I marched a funeral march up the stairs to my room, where Jasper was perched on my bed waiting. I surveyed my room, trying to figure out what to take with me to my new life. Some books, of course-even though I've read most of them many times, I couldn't bear to part with them all. I grabbed a few outfits from my closet, and a few pairs of shoes. I left my CD's, knowing that anything I wanted I could find with Jasper. I opened my closet door again, and reached towards the bottom. I grabbed a stuffed animal-a rabbit, to be exact-that Charlie had given me when I was a baby before mom left with me. It had always stayed here. I hugged it to my chest, but before I shoved it in my bag I stopped. I would leave this for him! I wanted something to give him that proved I loved him, and what better? I propped it on my pillow in tribute. I threw the bag at Jasper, who jumped out the window. I turned towards my computer-I would leave Renee and email. Typing quickly, I told her about my day, and about Jasper and my trip. At the end, I told her to be careful, and that I loved her. This was all I could allow myself. Changing clothes quickly I went back downstairs and rummaged through the fridge.

I made something quick and generic-spaghetti and garlic bread. I wasn't going to eat, anyway. Charlie seemed pleased enough, and we bantered back and forth while he ate. Eventually, my mouth got the better of me, and I started blubbering.

"Thanks for letting me stay with you," I blurted, immediately blushing. I hoped I had better control over that part of my brain in my next life. Charlie looked at me, taken aback, but grinning.

"Glad to have you here, kiddo. What would I eat otherwise?" he chuckled. He wasn't very comfortable with emotions either, so it was normal for him to make light of the situation. I smiled back. Before I knew it, he was done and I was cleaning the table. Time was accelerated here. I always seemed to be out of time. I walked towards the fridge, pretending to look for juice, which I knew we didn't have.

"Hey, dad? Do you need anything from the store? We're out of juice, and I'm going to want some for breakfast. I'll just run up the street real quick." And never come back. I was never coming back…I watched Charlie think for a moment, and then shake his head.

"No, I think I'm good. I'm going to go watch the game-see you when you get back." He turned his back towards me as I headed towards the door. I paused while I put my jacket on. Now or never, Bella…

"Dad? Love you." I heard him stop.

"Love you too, Bella. See you soon." I was crying as I walked outside. I could see Jasper was already waiting in the truck for me, in the drivers seat. He must have known I'd be in no condition to drive. I climbed in next to him and he immediately wrapped his arm around me as we drove away.

"You did great, Bella. Charlie knows that you love him-that's the most important thing." He turned and kissed me quickly, wiping my tears away.

"I'm going…to hurt…him…so much!" I sobbed into his chest.

"I know." He didn't say anything else. There was no reason to. He knew this was what I wanted, and I did what I had to do. We pulled over and I got out. "Bella, I'm going to wreck the hell out of this truck now, so it's best if you stay away." He looked at me fleetingly and then sped away. I did as he said, staying back, but watching all the while. Jasper sped my truck up as fast as it would go, rounded a corner, and wrapped it around a tree. If I didn't know he was unbreakable, it would have terrified me. From a distance, I saw him get out, mess with something underneath, and then throw a match. Next thing I knew he was by my side, swinging me up in his arms.

"Ready, sugar?" he asked me, already running. Now, we were going back to his house where Carlisle and Esme would meet us to take me back to their place. Jasper was going to stay behind. Since everyone knew we were dating, surely Charlie would want him to know what happened to me. So he would hear the news, be devastated, and have to leave town because it reminded him too much of me. Then he would join me. I didn't think it would take too long-a couple of days at the most. I didn't mind, as long as I had his family with me. While we were running, a thought idly if Alice had seen this, and if she told Edward. We got to his house in record time, of course. Carlisle and Esme were waiting on the porch. Esme saw my face and immediately rushed to embrace me.

"I'm so sorry, darling." She crooned as she stroked my hair. Carlisle's face was somber as he asked Jasper if everything went according to plan. Jasper only nodded. "Why don't we get you home?" she said, gently pulling me towards their car. I knew I needed to hurry, nobody could see me, but I couldn't seem to pull myself away from this place. Jasper hurried to my side and placed his hands on my face.

"I love you, Bella. I'll see you soon." Was all he said. He kissed me gently on the lips.

"I love you too, Jasper," I managed to choke out as I got into Carlisle's car. I watched his face the whole time we were driving away, until I couldn't see him anymore. Then I really lost it.

Jasper's POV

I knew she was holding back, trying to save me from feeling her anguish. But as soon as she rounded the corner, I felt her break down. Poor Bella. I knew this was what she wanted, but I still hated seeing her in pain. I decided to go back to the scene of the accident and listen in.

By the time I got there, the fire department was already there putting the fire out. The truck was nothing but a twisted bit of burnt metal-good. I watched as Charlie's cruiser pulled up-I had hoped he wouldn't get the call to the scene. They still didn't know it was Bella's truck.

"What do we have here?" Charlie asked one of the fire fighters.

"Looks like some kind of pick-up. Wrapped itself around a tree and then caught fire. There's no way a body would survive that-we'll just have to go by the license plate." The man held something up-a twisted metal license plate. He handed it to Charlie, who turned it over in his hands. I braced myself as I felt realization dawn through his emotions.

"This…this is Bella's plate number. A pick-up…oh, God." I watched as the blood drained from Charlie's face and he sank to the ground. "She was just going to the store. Not Bella! It can't be Bella…" He was sobbing now, clutching the license plate to his chest. I couldn't take anymore-I had to get out. I ran back to the house and waited for the call.

It finally came about 3 in the morning. It wasn't Charlie on the phone, but I didn't expect him to be in any condition to talk. It was Billy Black. "Jasper Hale? This is Billy Black-a friend of Charlie's. I'm sorry to call you so early in the morning"-he didn't sound sorry at all. "but something's happened. To Bella. Charlie thought you'd want to know…she was on her way to the store this evening and was in a car accident. She…didn't make it. He knew you were close. I'm sorry." He didn't wait for a response, instead hanging up on me. Billy was a Quileute-he must have a suspicion of what I am. It must have taken a lot to call me here-I'm sure he did it just for Charlie. And even though I knew Bella was safe with my family, it still burned a little hole in me. Just thinking about her dead was pain enough. I would wait until morning to leave. I wanted to stop by Charlie's and offer my deepest condolences before I left. She'd be safe with me now.