This story is loosely based on the Korean Drama, 1% of Anything.

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BPOV

"Bella? So, what do you think?" Jasper asked through the phone. He keeps on asking me for three days and even calling me on my parents' house or at school if I wanted to move out.

"Jasper, I don't think –"

"Oh come on now, B. The condominium I'm talking about is great! It's completely furnished and already paid by yours truly. It's about time to move out of your parents' house and live on your own!" He convinced.

"You do know that you sound like a completely desperate salesman, right?" I laughed.

"Well, at the moment, I am pretty desperate.." He grumbled.

I sighed. "But I can't help but wonder, why on earth does it have to be me? I mean, if it has lots of amenities, why don't you live there?"

He took a deep breath. "You see, my friend need to sell one last floor and I decided to help him out so I bought it. The problem is my girlfriend, Maria, forced me to live with her because 'we don't see each other more often.' My friend though, is so overjoyed because of his promotion due to the quota he achieved. But that was like a month ago, I almost forgotten about it. Now, he visited me last night, looking heartbroken and hurt, asking me why I haven't used or even visited the condo. So I told him the shit about Maria and all that but he still looked forlorn so , I think I go carried away by his emotions that I blurted out that a friend of mine would be living there." He exhaled.

"So? How 'bout your other friends?"

"Well, all of them have a house of their own and you're the only one who still lives with her parents… Uh, will you please consider living there? I know you have a good heart and a softy especially to a friend in need."

I sighed. "Aww, Jasper, you played my heart strings like a ukulele." I mocked.

He snorted on the other line. "I never knew I play ukulele. So whaddya think?"

"Ask my parents for permission. But I must warn you, my parents are kind of –"

"I should have known. It's okay. I will visit you tomorrow anyway."

"Oh? Eddie is already making a move?"

He chuckled. "Ya got that right, B. Did you know that he looked so torn and hopeless that night? I've never seen him like that since … Never mind."

"Oh yeah?" I smiled, feeling smug.

"Mhmm. Well that settles then, huh? I'll be visiting you tomorrow at about 5pm, ask your parents, then do what Edward told me to do."

"What is it by the way?" I wondered.

"It's a surprise! Bye!" He hung up.

I hate surprises. I grumbled.

"MOM!" I shouted.

"Yeah?" She opened my bedroom door and poked her head in.

"A friend of mine will visit tomorrow. He's inviting me to live on his NEW, EMPTY loft. Say yes, please?"

She fully entered my room, wearing an emotion of shock. "You're gonna leave us for a man?"

I looked at her, seeing that she's dead serious, so I decided to play along.

"Mom? Isn't it what you want?"

"Well, yeah, but let us meet him at the very least."

"Well, you will meet him tomorrow, right?"

She nodded but turned to leave. "He better be a perfect man."

I snorted. She maybe a scatterbrained mom but I love her.

-NEXT DAY. 5PM-

A knock broke the uncomfortable silence surrounding our household.

I stood up and opened the door.

Jasper stood there with a fixated grin and a glint in his eyes. He reached behind his back and handed me a beautiful bouquet of flowers with a small card.

"It's from Edward." He smiled.

I smiled back. "Tell him I dumped it in a trash can." I winked.

He held his chest in mock horror. "You sure know how to break a man's heart, don't ya?"

I nodded and placed my pointer finger over my mouth, depicting that he should be silent about it.

The glint on his eye sparkled.

"Well, let's not keep you waiting outside, huh, Jazzy? Come on in."

"Why, thank you, Belly. You are certainly a kind lady." He said, his voice leaking with sarcasm.

I stepped aside and he walked in. I followed him.

My mother and father are already standing anxiously.

Jasper bowed his head a little and greeted, "Mr. and Mrs. Swan. I am Atty. Jasper Whitlock. It's an honor to finally meet you."

I looked at my parents and they looked very impressed. I laughed inside. I always wonder how Jasper the Gentleman became bestfriends with Edward CursePants.

"Well, Atty. Whitlock, it's nice to meet you too. Please, have a seat." My dad said, waving to the couch.

Jasper obediently sat down as do my parents and I sat beside Jasper.

"Well, it's great that you're not like the boys nowadays."

"Sir?"

"It's like their using another language, cursing always." My dad shakes his head.

I stifled a laugh. If only they knew I'm seeing Edward Cursepants.

"But, to be honest, Sir. I too, curse on some occasions." Jasper said.

"Well, you for sure, curse for a reason, right?" My dad asked.

Jasper nodded, smiling.

"So, I heard that you're inviting my daughter to live at your house?" My dad said, changing the subject.

"Yes, sir. You see, Mr. Swan, I bought a condo near here but my girlfriend wanted me to live with her so I offered my dearest friend here the place."

My parents looked dumbfounded. Hah! Sure as hell they didn't saw that one coming!

"Uh, sir? Mrs. Swan? "

"They're okay. They just thought that you and I are dating and we'll be living together." I reassured, snorting.

My father recovered first. "Um, so we just worried about nothing, huh?"

"I'm sorry but I think I gave the wrong impression, Sir." Jasper apologized.

"So, are you permitting me?" I asked hopefully.

He scrutinized Jasper again. "Friend, huh. Can you please explain to me, Isabella, why I haven't heard you telling us having an attorney for a friend? I mean, as far as I know, all of your friends are your co-teachers?"

I gulped. "I –uh-"

"Well sir, we rarely hang-out these days because I got many cases recently so.." Jasper reasoned.

"Yeah dad!" I nodded. Nice save, Jazz.

"How did you meet each other?" Dad pressed.

"Common friend." I blurted.

"Oh, ok." He sighed.

I squeal. "FINALLY! I'M LIVING ON MY OWN!"

Jasper beamed.

"Wait, not so fast young lady. I need to execute some rules first." Dad stated.

I groaned. "I'll visit you every week. You can visit me anytime. If I met someone new, I'll tell you."

"Good. Are we clear?" He asked.

"Sure. Sure." I answered in a patronizing tone.

"How about the payment?" I asked Jasper.

"Oh, it's already taken care of. Consider it as a birthday present for you." He smiled.

I grinned. "Thank you so much!"

I turned around to leave, planning to pack clothes and to get the hell out of here.

"Good day, Mr. and Mrs. Swan. If you don't mind, I want to talk to your daughter."

They nodded. "We leave to your capable hands our Belly-boo."

He followed me to my room.

"How did you do that?" I asked.

"Do what?" He questioned, looking around.

"Did you dazzle them? I mean, there's no fucking way they'll agree that fast!"

He laughed. "Well, you can say that I used my manly super charms and dazzled them."

I threw my pillow at him playfully.

He smiled. And I can't help but compare him with Edward. Why can't Edward be like this?

I grabbed my suitcase that is conveniently hidden below my bed. I turned to my cabinet to see Jasper already unloading my clothes from the rack and folded it neatly.

"Aw Jazzy! You can fold clothes too? What else can't you not do?" I exclaimed.

"Shucks, Belly-boo. Stop it. You're making me blush." He joked.

I laughed with him. He handed me the clothes and I arranged it in my suitcase.

After we arranged the clothes and my toothbrush, some toothpaste, my strawberry shampoo, conditioner and body wash, he carried my luggage to his car.

"Well, I'm off." I said to my parents who are still sitting on the couch.

"You're leaving already?" My mom asked, standing and clinging to me.

"Yeah mom. I'm 25 already. I need to be responsible and to be on my own."

She sighed. "Be careful, my Belly-boo."

I handed her the flowers but discreetly kept the card. "I will." I said, kissing her forehead.

"Bye Dad." I waved. He stood up too and hugged me along with mom.

"Be careful, out Belly-boo."

"Always am." I grinned, and left.

"It's not far from here but much closer to the school, so it's quite great." Jasper said.

I nodded.

"Uh, I was just wondering.." He started, taking a left turn.

"Hmm?" I asked, urging him to continue.

"Do you want to let Edward know about this?"

I shrugged. "What's the worst that could happen, right? He's not allowed to come here or near me anyway."

"I suppose so." He nodded.

5 minutes later, "We're here!" Jasper exclaimed.

I looked around. A flashy sign caught my attention.

'M-C CONDOMINIUMS' it says.

We went inside, Jasper fetched the key from the receptionist then we headed to the elevators and he pressed 10th floor.

When we reached the floor, he used the specialized key to open the elevator door. He swiped it to the indicated case and the suite's door opened.

"When you have visitors, they will be given this specialized key from the lounge downstairs to open the elevator door. The intercom inside will alert you that someone entered the floor when they press the doorbell right here." Jasper instructed, pointing to the button beside the door. "I hope you don't mind but I have the extra keycard."

I shook my head. "I don't mind."

He smiled. "Let's head in."

He opened the door and we went inside.

I gaped as I take in my surroundings. It's beautiful and spacey. Just the way I wanted it.

I looked at Jasper; he's already carrying the luggage to a room.

He walked back to where I'm standing. "Tour?"

I nodded.

He gave the tour of the place. It's majestic.

Finally, we walked back to the bedroom and to the jointed dressing room.

We sat down along with the luggage and I looked skeptically at Jasper.

"What?" He asked.

"What's the name of your 'friend'?"

He laughed self consciously. "Well, more like a cousin. JD Whitlock. He's Edward's cousin too."

"Huh?" I asked, while unpacking.

"His full name is James Daniel CULLEN Whitlock."

I cocked an eyebrow.

"You won't mind if I told you the history of our family? I mean, you're bound to know it later so I might as well tell you now."

I nodded for him to continue.

"You see, the Masens, Cullens, Whitlocks, and Blacks merge to create the M-C Enterprise although the Whitlocks and Blacks are minor shareholders only.

The elders make their children marry each other to monopolize and keep the company from other families. That's why we're quite surprised that you're chosen to be Edward Masen-Cullen's fiancée. Especially him, he's the only man who carried the surname apart from Mr. Carlisle Masen-Cullen.

Our mothers and fathers are practically cousins and siblings. No offense but you're the first outsider that broke the M-C-W-B family tree.

Although, our generation nowadays are few. It's only me, Jasper Masen Whitlock, Edward, JD, Jacob Cullen Black, and Alice Masen Cullen, Edward's gorgeous little sister." He sighed dreamily.

Then he suddenly shook his head and continued talking. "Oh! And JD's unborn little sister, Victoria. Unfortunately , she died along with their parents from a car accident years ago. So that's why JD is quite a loner and he needed to work his ass up to be the CEO of the M-C Condominiums. JD is BFFs with Jacob though."

"So you mean, Edward's like the prince of the M-C Enterprise because of his surname?" I asked.

"Well, yeah, Kind of. It's unique because it is told that the Masens and Cullens are biggest rivals till the 80s. Thus the dividing sign (-) on the company's name."

"Hmm. That explains everything."

"Uhuh. Do you know, our professions are according to our surnames too! For Examples:

Most Whitlocks are lawyers, judges and anything that's concerning the law or justice.

Most Cullens are into hotel business/ banks because "They're smooth-talking conniving/convicing motherfuckers."

Most Masens are into styles/fashions like in department stores and some are doctors like Mr. Carlisle M. Cullen, it is also said that they have the charms and looks.

Most Blacks have magical fingers, I mean, don't get me wrong, they can transform plain food into the greatest food you've ever tasted. They may don't have the dazzling looks but they can woo you with their cooking."

"Hmm. Fits well, I think. Edward has the charms and one smooth-talking motherfucker."

"Mhmm." He whispered. "I'll share something to you that can entirely change your view but please don't ever mention it to Edward, okay?"

"What is it?" I asked, intrigued.

"Did you ever wonder why does Edward have a such a cold heart?"

I nodded eagerly.

"Well you see, back when we're kids, he was given everything he ever wanted but he never saw his father because whenever he wakes up, his father had already left for work and went home whenever he's already asleep.

Even though he never saw him, he still thinks he's the best father in the world, not because he was given those things but because everyday, he felt his father open his bedroom door, kiss him in the forehead and tell him that he loves him.

He always go to school with a goofy smile and whispers to me, "My dad kissed me goodbye and told me he loves me today." And I will always smile and can't help but be happy for him.

Even on the day his father died. He still told me those words and I smiled.

Then I found out, that afternoon, when I went to their house to play ball with him, he's crying on his room. I asked his mom why. Then his mom told me that Mr. Cullen died. I asked her since when did Edward knew about it. Then she told me, since this morning.

I entered the room; I looked at him with sad eyes. "So you knew. Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because if I told you, you'll be sad. I don't want you to be sad, Jasper." He answered.

Then I realized that he just said those words to make my day.

"But it's true though, I felt my dad this morning, kissing me goodbye and I love you." He quickly said.

I can't help but tear up. I can't imagine that Edward was such a softy if it's about his dad.

Jasper sighed, looking away. "So I cried with him that day, mourning for his dead dad. The suddenly, he said, "This sucks. Love sucks. I swear that I will never love anyone ever again. Because all they do is leave me. except you, Jaz. You will never leave me, right?" I nodded eagerly.

So he studied hard. He excelled in everything. All except cooking. That's when the one-sided rivalry with Jacob began. Jake never saw him as an enemy though. Good man that man.

Even though Edward unleashes all his fury to him, he never flinches or talks back. I asked him about that once, secretly though, E forbids me seeing/talking to him, Jake told me that he knew that E is only angry because his father died. Even though, his mother hates his mother, because Mrs. Black blames Mrs. Cullen for the death of her brother, Mr. Cullen, he can't hate Edward. He said that if challenging E is the only way he can help him to let out his rage then let it be."

Next thing I knew, I'm crying while sitting on the floor with Jasper beside me, offering me his hanky.

I won't dirty his handkerchief with my snot and tears. I shook my head at him and wiped my face with the sleeve of my shirt instead.

"I can't believe Edward is like that." I hiccupped. "But how did his father died?"

"Well, as my father always told me, there are many things in this world that we don't know. Many things that we just don't expect."

"True that." I smiled weakly.

He smiled back and then he frowned. "I kept on asking him about that though. Even now. But he always answered me like that. I've had private investigators to look for any clues but they can't find a wisp of it. Weird."

Just then, our stomachs rumbled.

We laughed at the situation.

"Wanna go grab some grubs?" Jasper asked with a southern twang.

"Is that the best pick-up line you can think of?" I snorted.

"Pardon me. But I can't think straight when I'm starving after all those talking."

I laughed. "I need to do some grocery shopping anyway so.."

"Let's!" He shouted, dragging me out.

After buying groceries and dinner, we ate at my new place silently because I'm still absorbed from the story Jasper told me earlier.

"I'm so sorry you have to be alone here." He apologized.

I went out of a daze. "Nonsense. I like to have some peace. Plus, I can invite my sister over anytime, right?"

He nodded and then he looked at his watch. "It's late. I need to get home before my curfew."

I laughed. "We'll get to know each other next time."

He smiled and turned to leave. Before he went out, he shouted, "Oh, before I forgot. You're housephone number is written on the paper beside the phone, so yeah. Bye Belly-boo!"

"Bye Jazzy!" I shouted back.

I called the hospital and informed my sister that I moved out.

"Where?" She asked. "I'll go there!"

"It's late. You just go home and take some rest. Maybe tomorrow. Tell mom and dad first."

She sighed. "Alright. But I'll live there, too!"

"I'd loved to but sadly, it's a one-room flat."

She exhaled. "It's okay. Well, I'll visit you everyday then!"

I laughed. "Sure!"

I told her my phone number and the address. Then I hung up.

I sighed, removing my pants and shirt to change.

As I was lifting the heavy groceries, pain shot through my body.

The groceries I was holding fell on the floor as I crumpled down in pain.

I groaned. Damn shit. That hurts.

I looked down and I saw blood.

"OH FUCK!" I screamed.

Just then, the intercom beeped. "Bella?" A very familiar voice shouted through the door.

Jasper's voice rang through my head. "There are many things that we just don't expect…."

Phew. One long chappie full of past stories and the greatest cliffhanger I've ever written. Correct me if I'm wrong. *wink wink*

Someone said that I should write one POV to make it less chaotic so I tried it.

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