I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS, THEY ALL BELONG TO STEPHANIE MEYER, I AM MAKING NO MONEY OUT OF THIS STORY AND AM ONLY WRITING IT FOR THE ENJOYMENT OF MYSELF AND IT'S READERS. ALL CREDIT FOR THE ORIGINAL CHARACTERS AND STORY GOES TO STEPHENIE MEYER.

We had both been so caught up in Peter's story that I jumped off of the bed startled and he lurched to his feet, his head snapping up towards the direction the front door.

I followed him out of the bedroom, through a hallway and into what I thought must have been a front room, all decorated in the same woodsy theme as his bedroom.

As he reached the door he looked back at me, pointing at one of the plush brown sofas, silently instructing me to sit on it, so that I would be out of eye sight of the person the opposite side of the door.

Just as I settled onto the edge of one of the sofas, vaguely noticing just how comfortable it was, the knocking came again. Peter visibly tensed, and this got me worried.

However, the moment he opened the door and saw who was standing outside he barked out a laugh and opened the door wider, "Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes!"

The mystery person outside had just started to reply to Peter's comment when a gust of wind blew through the door shifting my loose hair slightly. He stopped what he was saying and everything went silent. Then before I could blink Peter had been pushed aside and stood in front of me was none other than Jasper Hale.

Several emotions flickered over his face in quick succession, shock, disbelief, guilt and lastly anger.

He rounded on Peter "What the hell is she doing here?"

His comment stung as I didn't know what I had done wrong and I was just about to say as much, but before I could Jasper was in front me, gripping my arm and hauling me off the couch in a way that didn't hurt but that wasn't particularly gentle either.

He opened his mouth starting to say something, but before he could get his first word out Peter had rushed forward dragging him off of me and placing himself between me and the now furious Jasper, standing protectively in front of me, one arm around my waist pulling me into the back of him.

I absent-mindedly noticed how nice his arm felt around me, how safe it made me feel. I was knocked out of my thoughts by Peter asking Jasper, "I could ask ya the same question. I think you have some explainin' to do."

Jasper seemed to calm a little and he cautiously made his way forward to sit on the adjoining sofa from the one I had previously been sat on.

Peter pulled me down next to him on the sofa behind us, making sure he was still in between me and Jasper and then barked at Jasper, "Explain."

Jasper nodded jerkily taking a deep breath before saying quietly "Alice left me, kicked me out, I was hopin' for a place to stay."

Peter raised his eyebrows disbelievingly at him and seeing this Jasper quickly said, "You can't blame me, it's her fault this even happened, if she didn't leave Edward…" He trailed off as he felt my anger suddenly spike.

I stood up, pulling away from Peter as I walked towards Jasper, all but screaming in his face "What. Did. You. Just. Say?"

He looked genuinely terrified at this point but I was too angry to realize the absurdity of the situation.

"That you left Edward," he stuttered quietly.

I started to visibly shake at the anger that coursed through my veins, I quickly turned to Peter, "Have you got anything breakable that you won't miss?"

He was quick to hand me a disgustingly floral patterned vase that had sat on the small wooden table to the side of the sofa.

Without warning I threw it at the wall, surprising myself and the two vampires who were watching me, with the force at which it hit the wall and shattered. I turned back towards Peter and was surprised by the smirk that was starting to creep onto his face.

"Feel better now Darlin'?" he chuckled at me, forcing a reluctant smile to cross my lips; I nodded at him and then turned back to Jasper who was radiating shock.

"Now, let's get this clear. I did not, and I repeat not, leave that bastard. He left me in the forest by myself, where I almost died I might add, after telling me that he didn't care for me and that I had just been a distraction."

A look of anger once again passed over Jasper's face, but for a different reason this time, as my emotions told him that this story was true. He bolted from the room and out through a door that I assumed led to a back garden, and I distantly heard bangs and crunches.

I looked to Peter for an explanation and seeing the alarmed expression on my face he came over to me, putting his hands on my shoulders and said in a soothing tone, "Don't worry Darlin', he's just re-arranging the garden for me"

As he said this his mouth turned up at the corners and Jasper walked through the doors looking guilty and sheepish.

He looked at me pleadingly, "I'm so sorry Bella. Edward told us you left him, that it was because I tried to eat you. He said that it was my fault. Everyone blamed me, even Carlisle and Esme couldn't be in the same room as me, everyone was miserable.

Alice became withdrawn, she wouldn't talk to me, and then yesterday I walked in to find her and Edward shagging in our bed. They didn't even try to apologise, they just said that it had been going on for just under a year, since we moved, that Alice didn't love me anymore and that her and Edward were going to be together.

Next thing I knew my bags were packed, Alice gave me a set of car keys and told me to leave." He finished sadly, his heartbreak showing on his face.

After hearing his story it was impossible to stay mad at him and without thinking I walked up to him throwing my arms around him. He buried he face in my shoulder and started to sob tearlessly. My own eyes welled up with tears as the realization hit that Edward hadn't even been gone a month when he started sleeping with the person that was meant to be my best friend.

Peter's face softened and he came over and put his arms around both of us, offering his comfort. I don't know how long we stayed there, Jasper and I sobbing in Peter's arms, it could have been minutes, or it could have been hours.

We eventually broke away and I looked down at the floor, seeing the mess I had made with the vase. I looked up at Peter and seeing that I was about to start apologizing he held his hand up stopping me.

"I always hated that vase, I've been looking for an excuse to get rid of it"

Jasper then smirked and asked Peter, "Isn't that the vase Edward got you for Christmas that year after you got him that hideous knitted jumper."

Peter started laughing at this, "Yeah, what a fucking pansy."

Jasper started to chuckle and I joined in and soon we were all roaring with laughter.

The laughter was pleasant and erased the sound of broken sobs and the feeling of despair that had filled the room moments before.

I looked up at Peter, seeing how the laughter completely lit up his face, he was beautiful, I remember how safe I had felt with his arm around me.

Well fuck.

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