Nothing much to say today, so… yeah… I hope you like it =D !

(OMFG I THOUGHT I UPDATED I AM SO SORRY. ALL THIS WAS FOR TUESDAY BUT I GUESS IT DIDN'T UPLAOD, SORRY AGAIN.)

"Alyssa lies to the classroom
Alyssa lies every day at school
Alyssa lies to the teachers
As she tries to cover every bruise"

My little girl laid her head down that night to go to sleep
As I stepped out the room I heard her say
A prayer so soft and sweet
"God bless my mom and my dad
And my new friend Alyssa
Oh I know she needs you bad."

Jason Michael Carroll, Alyssa Lies

Slowly one tear glided down from one of her doe eyes, and I took my hand off her chin and wiped it away, along with some of the makeup that covered her face...

B Pov

His eyes tore away from mine as she looked at were my tear had just been and he froze. His eyes went blank and his body rigid. I stare at him, rather confused.

"What?" I asked, self-conscious, but he didn't move. I brought my hand up to my cheek and winced from the pain of my bruise. Then I froze, thinking of an explanation.

"B-Bella?" I ran. I tuned out his calls to me and pushed myself faster.

"Isa! You can run all you want, but I'm gonna win!" A seven year old Riley screamed as he tried to catch up with me but he was always slow, I laughed loud as I sped up and he huffed in annoyance.

"Run, run as fast as you can catch me I'm the fastest in the land!" I laughed really loud, looking behind me for Riley, I slowly came to a stop when I could see him anymore.

"Riles?" I shouted, "This isn't funny!" I started running to where I saw him last but only found his backpack.

"RILEY!" I cried as loud as I could, then I was tackled to the floor.

"Tag!" He laughed loudly, I shoved him off me and got up, dusting the dirt off me.

"Jerk."

"Sorry Isa, but it was pretty funny!" She laughed more, mimicking my actions, I huffed and crossed my arms; glaring at him. He chuckled and pulled me into a hug, kissing my cheek. I rolled my eyes and hugged him back. We sat down, cris cross and just laughed.

Slowly I came to a stop in front of my house, I looked behind me but, thankfully, didn't see Jasper. I hurried inside, glad to have stopped running.

"Hey Bells." I heard Vic mutter as she watched Sherlock.

"Sup Vic?" I asked, my voice shaky.

"What's wrong?" She asked sitting up and padding the spot next to her. Slowly I made my way over and sat down.

"Were you crying?" She said, shocked.

"It doesn't matter." I sighed, "Do-"

"You've been different… Happier, I guess; like you've finally found something to live for." She hurried and I frowned, no doubt in my mind that she was losing hers.

"What are you talking about Vic? I stay here for you." She sighed and shook her head at me.

"Alright then," She said, giving up, "We should start packing." I froze at her words.

"W-what?" I stuttered.

"James got a job offer down in California." I wasn't sure what to think. I would love to leave Forks, a new start and all, but what if people tried to get close? Could I ever let anyone get close to me? The voice in the back of mind was screaming that I couldn't, shouldn't chance it, but I already had, hadn't I? My thoughts made their way to one blue eyed boy. Could I leave him? Of course, I knew I could just get up and leave without a second thought. Did I want to? I wasn't sure if I had had an answer to that or if I just didn't want to answer.

"Why do look so… Torn?" She asked, studding my face hard. Could I possibly be selfish enough to want to stay here? To have any risk; any possibility that he could be put in danger? And when did I begin to care so much for him? Would I care as much If it where Mike? Jessica? Lauren? No, I knew that for sure, but would I ever wish my life upon them in any way? No… No I wouldn't.

"Bella?" I looked up at her and shrugged, "Maybe it's for the best?" She asked, best? Best for who though? For him? Most likely. For me? I wasn't so sure.

"But the best for who?" I whispered, getting up and walking away.

"I knew it." I stopped walking, still facing away from her while the tears weld up in my eyes.

"Knew what?" I choked out.

"Bella… We're not going anywhere." She chuckled. My mind was racing, I could stay! But… He knew now… I couldn't stay, I knew this, but could I let Vicky know this?

"Oh…" I wasn't sure what to do at this point… So I did the first thing that came to mind. I flew around and ran to my mommy. My arms flew around and I cried. She was rubbing soothing circles on my back and rocking me back and forth.

"Shhh… It's alright love. " Slowly I pulled back and roughly wiped my eyes, "Now…" She gave me a light smile, "Spill." In that moment she went from the Victoria who could get anything out of anyone to my mom then to my best friend, I knew there was a reason I stuck around.

"His name is Jasper…" She squealed and bounced up and down on the couch, making me roll my eyes.

"What does he look like?" Her eyes were so bright it nearly hurt to look at them.

"He has curly blonde hair and blue eyes…" A small smile graced my face.

"Ohhhh! Is he tall?" She shouted, looking like she was going to explode.

"Hes about six foot three." She squealed again, then she froze.

"Why were you crying when you came in?" Her eyes widened in concern. Should I answer this? No, I knew that I shouldn't, but did I want to? Yes, more than anything I wish I could tell Vic…

"Bells; you know you can tell me… I'm not Renee…" She whispered reassuringly.

"HE was so… nice…" I whispered, would he still be that nice now? Could he have possible meant what he said or will he think it's my fault… But it was, right?

Right.

So why did it hurt to think he would scorn and shun me? It's what I deserve…

"The things he would say… I cried… happy tears… And he saw when he… when he wiped them away…" I stuttered my mind replaying the whole seen.

"H-he saw? What did you do?" She shouted; she looked terrified and I felt horrid for telling her immediately.

"I-I ran…" I whisper, my voice barely audible.

"You know you have to talk to this Jasper boy, right?" She whispered just as quietly, slowly I nodded.

"What if he tries to tell?"

"Then we'll figure it out; go find him honey, James is in California till Friday." Slowly I nodded, I tried to remain calm but inside I was going crazy, could I face him again? Did I want to? Did he even want to see me? Quickly I snatched up my makeup pouch and ran back to the dock. Half way there I was already out of breath but I just pushed myself further.

Slowly and quietly I came to a stop at the beginning of a dock. I just stood there, staring at the back of my Cowboy's head, his blonde locks just covering the nape of his neck. His head tilted down into his hands and his shoulders hunched over. His body was shaking with what seemed like silent sobs.

On their own accord my feet started down the dock. My entire body longing to hold his in my arms. The rational part of my mind was screaming to stop that I was no good for him, that he deserved so much more. But the Jasper crazed, and more favored, part of my mind was leading me to him, not caring if I liked it, and most diffidently not giving two shits about my rational side.

I pushed my sore legs a bit faster and his head lifted from the sound of my converse padding against the wooden dock. He turned his head to see who was coming towards him, when he saw it was me his face held shock, confusion, worry, concern, and one odd emotion I couldn't make out. He jumped up from his place on the dock and sped towards me. When we were about one foot apart his arms encircled my waist and mine flew around his neck as he lifted me from the ground. Any thoughts about him hating me were gone for the moment, it was just me and My Cowboy. Gently he set me on my feet, his eyes made their way back to my cheek, now completely uncovered.

"Bella…" He breathed his fingers lightly skimming my cheek. I put my hand over his own that was rested on my face.

"I think we should talk…" His eyes boring into my own, we both made out way to the end of then dock; my hand never leaving his. We sat down when we reached the end and I removed my shoes and socks just as he had before I got here.

"I don't understand." He whispered, his eyes still red and puffy from crying on this dock.

"You can't tell anyone, you know." I stated, wanting to get it over with, his head flipped around and he stared at me in shock.

"You have got to be kidding!" He shouted, his eyes angry and I flinched away from him. When he noticed he calmed down rapidly and realization dawned upon his face.

"That's why you're distant… Why you freaked out in the forest… Why you don't talk to anyone…" He whispered more to himself than me, "Who?" He questioned.

"That's not important." I spoke quietly, and he laughed humorlessly.

"Not important?" He yelled and I flinched away again, he calmed down once more and squeezed my hand, "Sorry."

I shook my head, "You can't know if you're going to tell…" He sighed and ran his hand over his face.

"Darlin'," He let his accent slip, "I aint promisin' nothin', specialy if it's for you own safety… You deserve so much better love." He whispered his empty hand caressing my cheek.

"Please… I can't tell you…" I whispered, closing my eyes.

"Bellerina, what exactly did you expect to happen; me see that, not tell, let you be… you know… and live happily ever after?" He whispered, I could feel his minty huffs of breath tickling my nose.

"Well…" I opened my eyes to see how close he was to me, "Yeah… I guess- I guess I just figured you wouldn't care…" I whispered, all my doubts flooding my brain again. To say he looked shocked would be an understatement.

"You… You though I couldn't care?" He was searching my face for something; probably anything at this point.

"It's my fault… all of it… Laurent… Renee… Ri-"

"Bellerina!" He cut me off; nearly petrified, "No, no, no, none of this is your fault!" He was shaking his head rapidly.

"Jazz… If you tell… He'll go after Vicky, he'll hurt her, because of me…" I whispered, tears welling up in my eyes.

"I-Bell- I just… I don't want to see you hurt…" He closed his eyes and I pulled my arms around him.

"If you tell; the second he hears someone found out; I'll be gone faster than you can count, you'll never see me again, and it will just make James hurt me more." I tried to plead and I could tell by the look in his eyes I was winning. I knew I had to push him over the edge to get my point across though, "That's if I even make it that long after he realizes it was my fault…" I whispered.

"Okay, but if this-this thing- gets worse… Bellerina, god, if I ever see him…" His eyes welled up with tears just as mine had and his hands tightened around mine.

"No worries Cowboy." I chuckled, "Now come on, no more Debbie downer; let's have some fun!" I finally felt true happiness, even if it was just a little bit. I jumped up, pulling him with me.

"What kind of fun?" He asked, I could tell he was trying to forget what just happened though. I held up one finger, telling him to give me a sec as I walked over to my shes and took out water-proof concealer to cover my cheek. Once that was done I hurried back over to my Cowboy.

"Hm, fun… What is there to do in this dusty old town?" I questioned, mostly to myself.

"We could watch a movie." He suggested but I wrinkled my nose.

"Oh!" I shouted, "I have an ideaaaahh!" I said, drawing out my words. Quickly I yanked off my jacket and ripped up jeans, leaving me in leggings and a thermal, not too much clothing but enough to cover my bruises. When I looked at him he was staring at me as if I was going crazy, but I just laughed.

"You coming in or not?" I shouted as I dove straight off the dock, when I submerged I looked to see a very surprise and awe-struck Jasper.

"Come on!" I shouted drawing out my words again, "Don't be a wimp!" His eyes narrowed at my statement and he yanked off his shirt, giving me an amazing look of his perfect abs. I nearly melted… Melted? God I need a hobby… Now he was left in nothing but basketball shorts as he cannon balled in after me making me yelp and try to swim away.

"Oh no you don't!" He laughed as he swam towards me and wrapped his arms firmly around my torso, both of us laughing like crazy.

"Hey!" I shouted, having the most fun I'd had for quite some time.

"Now who's the wimp?" He chuckled, giving me a light squeeze. I put on my best thinking face as he kept us above the water, one of my arms lazily slung over his shoulder, and tapped my finger against my chin.

I giggled, "You." Poking the tip of his nose before quickly twisting out of his grasp and swimming to shallow water, him fast to follow. Once we got there he pulled me into his arms again and this time lifted me up and nuzzled my neck making me laugh like crazy.

"Stop! It tickles- it tickles!" I shouted, lightly pushing against his shoulders. He pulled back and laughed loudly, setting me down.

"Sorry Bellerina!" He laughed as I narrowed my eyes at him. My heart sped up at the sound of his throaty and course laugh and I started smiling.

"Sure, sure." I chuckled, rolling my eyes at him.

"So… Any reason you called me a wimp just to get me wet?" He asked, crossing his arms over his bare chest; every muscle rippling. I couldn't help it when my eyes glued to his abs.

"Like what you see?" He asked, wiggling his eyebrows at me. My face grew hot and a blush rose up to my cheeks, I immediately lowered my head. He gave a small laugh and took ahold of my chin, lifting my head up to meet his eyes. I could have sworn I saw his lips move but I couldn't hear anything.

"Huh?" I questioned and his eyes widened a bit before he tried to act nonchalant. I narrowed by eyes a bit and he sighed.

"I said beautiful…" He whispered, he lowered his head and slowly pressed his lips to my cheek. My face became warmer and my blush darker.

"Oh." I managed to squeak out as his lips left my cheek. It tingled and slowly I lifted my hand to touch the spot. I had an odd feeling in the pit of my stomach… Did I like Jasper in anyway? And if so could I dare to be selfish enough to act on my own emotions even if he was acting on his? He took advantage of the situation when he realized I was lost in thought and tossed me over his shoulder, running back or the water.

I shrieked and yelled for him to put me down but he just ignored me yelling, "Hold your breath darlin'!" I quickly did as he said as we flew below the water. He let me go and we both swan back up to the top, him laughing when he finally had enough air again. I swatted his arm, glaring at him, yet it only made him laugh harder.

"You look like an angry kittin' love." He said, letting his accent slip once again.

"Hey!" I shouted, giggling.

"Maybe we should get going?" He suggested, only then did I notice how dark it was getting, panic slowly rising yet I pushed it back down when I remembered James wouldn't be home.

"On one condition," I replied and he raised an eyebrow, "You stop hiding your accent!" I exclaimed, smirking.

"Hmm… Fine, ya' got ya' self a deal, darlin'." He smirked right back, making my heart rate go through the atmosphere.

"Now my lady, may I have the honor of walkin' ya' home?" He asked, holding out his elbow for me and I took it eagerly, "Will he be there?" He whispered.

"No… He is gone for the week." I said back, smiling and he smiled back just as brightly and we jumped out of the water, gathered out belongings and headed back home in our soaking wet clothing.

Ta-Da! I wrote quite a lot actually (: yay… So! Please tell me how it was, If I get lots of review I'll keep writing long ones like this but if not we'll go back to short ones cause I don't wanna waste a bunch of time on something no one cares for, thanks, love you guys. R&R.

Scritto con amore ,
-Isabel P.