All characters belong to Stephanie Meyer. I wish that Jasper belonged to me, damn it! But he doesn't, however the plot of this story does.
This fiction is intended for readers over the age of 18 only.
BPOV
Flashback:
Sitting in my room listening to my iPod I jump slightly at the knock at my window, looking over I see Edward my boyfriend sitting in the tree waiting for me to open it. I get up out of my bed heading towards the window tripping slightly over my shoes blushing about being so clumsy. I open the window, step out of the way and he jumps inside quickly shutting it behind him. "Bella, I needed to talk to you and it couldn't wait. You know for the last few days I haven't been all here. Well I have been trying to figure out how to tell you this. I am no longer in love with you; I have fallen for someone else. I will always love you in a way but can no longer pretend to be something I am not. I hope that we can remain friends but know this I cannot be with you anymore. "
"Get out, just get the fuck out. Don't touch me; don't look at me, just get out." I open the window then turn on my heel and head towards my bathroom in a daze. I fall to the floor in the hallway thinking it's a good thing Charlie is at work; he doesn't need to see me like this. Wrapping my arms around my legs and rocking back and forth I close in on myself. Numbness is all I want my mind shuts down.
End Flashback:
JPOV
The jackass called my phone letting me know that he broke it off with Bella. Now I am on my way over to see what kind of damage control I have to do on that sweet soul. My life has taken on a turn for the worse with in the last few weeks, what with Alice breaking up with me to Rosalie bitching about Bella I have done nothing but brood about things. I have been nothing more than the quintessential emo bitch baby vampire; if I were someone else I would slap me. Well enough about that, I pull into Bella's driveway and walk into her house. Hearing the shower going I walk up the stairs 2 at a time, knocking on the bathroom door I hear her sobbing but no answer from her. Gently I push the door open and step inside, I can see that she is shivering from the cold but she doesn't seem to be fazed by it. Opening the shower curtain I bend down and call for her, "Bella, Bella, please darlin' answer me."
Her head rises slowly to where her eyes are staring into mine, almost a blank look in them turmoil deep into those beautiful pools of brown that seem to see into ones soul.
"Jasper, he left me." She throws her arms around me crying like her heart has been torn completely out of her chest. Picking her up I carry her into her bedroom, I then lay her down on her bed gently peeling her clothes off after going to her dresser and getting out some sweats then a t-shirt. Shuffling her up further on the bed I climb into it with her curling into a little ball sending her as much calm, lethargy, and love as I possibly can while pulling the blankets up between us.
"Sleep now darlin'."
The next morning, the sun shining through the windows warming her cheeks I feel her start stirring.
"I know you're awake, kitten."
Silence greets me, no answer I cock my head slightly I reach out to see if I can feel her emotion. Nothing greets me, how very interesting. How is she blocking me, I feel absolutely nothing from her, maybe I should reflect on that later I need to get her to respond. Slowly I start pushing as much calm and love towards her as possible, hmmm no effect. So I start sending large doses of every positive emotion that I can muster up, first comes calm, love, friendship, euphoria, desire, and then finally lust whoa wait a minute we have a response oh my god is she kissing me. Well now that is certainly new, who would have thought that would be the emotion she would respond to and in this way, wait why am I not kissing her back. Pressing her back onto the bed, my tongue presses against her bottom lip begging for entrance. A small gasp comes from her, this I take as my entrance into her mouth my hands decide to have a mind of their own gliding down her throat gently tracing down to her chest to graze over her generous breasts. Realizing that this is my best friend who just had her heart stomped on by my brother, I disentangle my tongue from hers and gently pull away. The breathing in between us very heavy though I do not need to breathe. Reaching out with my ability I test the waters to see if she is doing alright, whoa that's a fuck ton of guilt. Now what would she have to feel guilty about, I should be the one who feels guilty not her I am the one who could be considered to be taking advantage here not her.
"Bella Darlin', why the guilt? You have nothing to feel guilty about."
"I don't know what came over me Jasper, one minute I am drowning in despair the next I am feeling all of these emotions the strongest being lust. I don't know why I attacked you forcing my attentions on you." Wait did she forget I was an empath, that's kind of funny in a way if you really think about it. Shit I have to dispel the thought that the attentions she was showing me were not unappreciated.
"Darlin' I sent a lot of emotions your way so that I could pull you out of whatever hole you had yourself in. Honestly kitten, the kiss was not unwanted however now is not the time for that, with what you are going through." Never mind the fact that it was a fuck hot kiss to begin with. My beast starts rattling its cage yelling MINE, whoa what the fuck where the hell did that come from. She's not mine, could she be I have always felt a draw towards her. Buzz, buzz, incoming text message I flip my phone open and look at the text. Yes fucker she's yours, now quit being a fuckin' pussy.