The sky was dark, although the stars shone in white brilliance. The whispering trees filled the air with enough noise to mask the silence. The meadow hadn't always been solely Edward's, it used to be used by all of the family – until Edward started moping there, and had made the rest of the family wary of it.

Knee-length, wispy grass hid Jasper from anything that would wander into the clearing. But nothing would wander across him, animals were afraid of him and humans rarely ventured this far into the forest at midnight.

"I'm trying to get through today. I don't want to think about you." Jasper sighed, softly breaking the almost silence. His hand shook around his mobile phone, not as steady as a stone as usual.

"Please, Jazz…" The reply came, a barely audible whisper through the handset. "I don't want you to think about me, I want you to think about the people you love."

"I loved you." Jasper groaned. "But stop calling me, Alice. Stop calling Carlisle. Stop calling everyone!"

"They're my family too." She said simply.

Jasper began fuming silently. Her ignorance baffled him, how could she say that after all this? His heart would have been pounding if it possibly could.

"You, Alice, tore my family apart." Jasper muttered angrily.

"I know and for that I'm sorry…" She trailed off, leaving it as if she wanted to say more but she couldn't bring herself to see it. The only sound for a while was the swishing of the trees and the hypothetical questions inside Jasper's head screaming to be released.

"Alice. Don't. Call. Me. Again." Jasper began to growl, before Alice cut him off.

"I need to speak to you though." She said roughly. "You want to know the truth, don't you?"

"Tell someone that cares. All I need to know is that you slept with my brother! You had sex with Edward…" Jasper growled again. "And you told Bella that it was because you knew I'd love her!"

"I saw you Jasper. You loved her." She replied solemnly.

"I had never met her… Edward fell in love with her, not me." Jasper argued.

"I know, Jazz. But I was in love with Edward." Alice said sadly. "He was so beautiful, he was so tender… I loved everything about him. Don't get me wrong, I was in love with you too, but it wasn't the same – he was an angel, Jasper. You were the devil."

"I hate you." Jasper growled.

"I'm sorry." Alice said simply.

"Don't phone me again. Please. Have some respect." He murmured, shaking his head and causing the dew in his hair to drip down his face. His chequered shirt clung to his muscular body, damp with the morning wetness.

"I can't promise you that, Jazz." Alice said after a moment of silence.

"And don't call me Jazz." He laughed sourly.

"Okay, I love you." She said, ending the conversation.

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The mobile phone cracked as it hit the tree trunk a few metres away. There fragments scattered around, the force causing them to rebound at enormous speeds.

"I HATE YOU!" Jasper yelled, as loud as thunder in a black sky. The noise bounced from tree to tree, echoing deep into the forest.

About a mile away, Bella, Emmett and Rosalie stopped dead in their tracks, hearing the outburst loud and clear.