To answer the question that was posed in the reviews yes the text that Jasper received was indeed from Peter. Now on the next note there will not be a lemon but damn straight gonna make lemonade.

JPOV

She's my mate, hmmm didn't see that one. Well how to handle this one, my mate has been broken by my brother and I wasn't able to do anything to stop it. She looks up at me with a look like she's trying to gage what the message was.

"It was a friend of mine, letting me know something important sweetheart. I have to take off for a little to get some hunting done, as well as thinking done. I will be back later this evening."

"Alright Jasper, be careful I don't know what I would do if I lost you as well."

BPOV

As he walked out my bedroom door I felt a pull and my chest start hurting. Am I having a panic attack, what is this pain that I am feeling? The pain so bad tears automatically springing to my eyes. Why did I kiss him, am I stupid, what if he doesn't come back, what will I do? He's my best friend, god how can I be so stupid he will never want me that way. Wait, what, why do I want him to feel that way. What's going on with me first I pull a boneheaded move like kissing my best friend and now I want him to want me what am I thinking and wait do I want Jasper as more than a friend. All of a sudden I hear this small voice in my head saying YES, MINE. Huh, Jasper isn't mine where did that come from shouldn't I be more broken up over Edward. The voice replies NO! Ring, Ring, I answer the phone.

"Bella get your head out of your ass and quit crying over the pansy ass emo bitch baby. Edward wasn't your mate Jasper is."

"But….. I am not what he needs or wants Alice, no one would want me. I am quite plain, extremely clumsy; in no way would anyone want someone like me."

Suddenly the phone is ripped from my hands, I look up startled. Jasper standing there with black eyes talks into the phone quietly but curtly.

"Alice, Isabella will call you back later."

Oh shit, he's mad at me. Looking down at my feet like they were interesting I start shuffling my feet back and forth.

"Now Isabella, what is with the low self-esteem?"

Starting to stutter I gently bite down on my lip as I answer him.

"Well it's like this, I am quite plain, quite clumsy, not at all beautiful….."

"Stop right there young lady." Whoa I love it when he goes all dominating, what the fuck this has got to be the sexiest dressing down I have ever had. Shit empath think of something else, oh shit there is the smirk.

"Now, Now, Isabella you know I can feel your lust let us just deal with your self-loathing first and foremost then we will get back to that. You need to cowgirl the fuck up and get it into your head you are very much wanted and very beautiful, it is not the shallow beauty of say Rosalie or others but that natural beauty that comes from within. Now if I hear or so much as feel that self-loathing bullshit again I will turn you over my knee and spank your little ass till it falls off." He said this stalking closer to me, eyes locked on mine.

At this point my fight or flight senses seemed to want to kick in because I started edging backwards. Closer and closer he came, backing me up into the wall and pushing his body close to mine pinning me effectively to the wall. His hips brushing mine, my body jerking instinctively.

"I love how responsive your body is to mine sweet, sweet, Bella. Do you know the things I want to do to you my sweet? How I could make you feel? Do you like this?"

He slightly ground against my core, making a delicious heat build in between my legs. His nostrils flare as he catches my scent, eyes burning in their darkness. Suddenly my panties dampen as I am hit with three different emotions at once, euphoria, lust, desire. My body feels weightless very quickly and I feel like I am floating on a wave of bliss. He withdraws the emotions, pulling back slightly leaning down to crash his lips to mine in a not so gentle kiss claiming my mouth. His hands start trailing up and down my body grazing, dragging his nails slowly up and down. He only lets up so that I can breathe, his hand snaking down my pants he starts playing with the waistband of my already soaking panties.

"Tell me what you want Isabella."

Blushing, I shake my head in a resounding no my legs quivering with the tension of standing.

"Then this stops right here right now."

Withdrawing his hand, he moves away from me slowly. My legs almost giving out on me, I start to shake. Collapsing on the floor, I look up at Jasper seeing his eyes have returned to their beautiful golden state.

"Darlin' are you alright? Did I hurt you in anyway?"

Walking slowly towards to me, it looks like he's trying to assess me for any injuries.

"What was that Jasper, you seemed like someone else." Cocking my head at him quizzically I see him flinch seemingly worried.

"That was my more dominating side, the side that was me while in the Newborn Wars. Escaping into the recesses of my mind while he took over completely." Well damn he was fuck hot while he was in that frame of mind; I wouldn't mind seeing him again. There is no way on earth that this man could be my mate, he's so gorgeous and I'm… well I am just me. Shit, fuck, damn, I need to quit forgetting empath fuck change train of thought.

"Bella, please stop with the self-hate. I don't understand why you feel that way. Is it because of Edward?"

Shuffling my feet, I start nibbling on my bottom lip not really wanting to answer his question.

"Well, kind of but not really. I always knew that he would end up leaving me, I mean look at him then look at me. He's perfect and well I am not, I am clumsy, plain, and well just me."

That's it for this chapter. Please review I would like to know if I am doing a good job.