JPOV
He'd just said those words. The words that I never thought I'd hear again. And he said them. I was in shock, sitting beside Edward as he slowly calmed himself down and turned his body slightly toward me.
"Jasper?" He spoke, his melodic voice whispering on my ears.
I took a deep breath and turned slowly toward him. "You...you never showed me that you loved me. Till now, now that I've wasted my time worrying that you didn't." My anger was coming back again.
"I'm sorry, I thought..." He trailed off.
"You thought? You thought wrong! I loved you! All these months of worrying made me fall head over heels in love with you! You didn't even take my advice when you fell off the balcony!" I was fuming, tears pricking my eyes.
"Jasper-"
"No, just listen! You never listen to me, Edward, it's always what you want, and what you think I want. It's not like that!"
Edward was silent as I spoke the last words to him. His facial expression was what got me the most. His eyes were filled with tears, and he looked...angry. Angry and hurt and upset. "You don't love me anymore?" He asked finally, looking up at me.
I had taken to standing as I yelled at him. My anger toward him softened though, and I brought myself down to his level, sitting on the bed next to him. He looked over at me and laid his head on my shoulder, sniffling.
"What am I going to do without you, Jasper?" He whispered, turning to kiss my neck.
"Hey, none of tha-" I moaned, not being able to get the last part of the word out.
"Jasper, please forgive me." He breathed against my neck. "Please, I love you."
Nobody could resist that. No one, not even anyone who hated this godly man. But who would is beyond me. I couldn't begin to tell you how I took Edward's face and cupped it in my hands, savoring the moment as I kissed him as rough and hard as I could.
"Jasper, yes..." He moaned against my lips.
"I'm not done with you yet." I growled, and pinned him down against the bed.
"Punish me Jasper. I've been a real bad boy." He whispered in anticipation.
His voice was too hard to resist, so I took control of him. He wasn't getting what he wanted just yet, but I thought I'd tease him...just a little. I started kissing down his throat, keeping my moans bottled up.
"Jasper..." He whined, squirming under me.
"Shut up." I hissed at him, and tore at his clothes, obviously to make him ancy.
He reached for my clothes, but I slapped his hand away. "Don't touch me."
"What? Jasper-"
"Shush!" I commanded, and started taking my clothes off. He waited for me to command him, looking up at me with his eyebrows raised.
"Quit that! Your making it hard for me."
"That was the point, Jas." he winked, and it threw me into my feral state of mind, which only Edward could do.
I went crazy, tearing at both our clothes until there was nothing separating us.
"What are you going to do now?" Edward whispered again, teasing me.
I took hold of his hair, and yanked it so he was eye level with me. He let out a guttural moan, but looked up at me. "I'm going to fuck you till you scream and feel sore afterward. That's your punishment for leaving."
Edward seemed excited, but I was angry. Angry with what he pulled last year and angry he didn't tell me what was wrong until it was too late. He made me think he was dead!
I flipped him over, and positioned him how I wanted him: his hands on the bed frame and his ass wiggling in front of me, taunting me.
"Come on, Jazzy, do it." He turned his head, smirking his evil little smirk.
So I gritted my teeth and forced myself into Edward with as much force as I could possibly get. He yelped in pain, and so my angry dance for revenge began.
Once I was done, I pulled out of him, and rolled to the side. I didn't hurt as much as Edward, but boy he would feel the pain tomorrow.
"You really meant that, didn't you?" Edward said, groaning as he flipped himself.
"Yeah, I meant it. What did you think I meant?" I said defensively.
"I thought you were going to go easy on me." He leaned back against the pillows, moaning again.
"No way. Not after what you did." I crossed my arms.
"Jasper, I said I was sorry. Can we just let it go?" He turned to me, his eyes full of unshed tears.
"Fine." I grumbled. "I'm not relieving you of pain though. Your going to suffer."
"Works for me." He shrugged, and tried to sit up. "Ahh..."
I couldn't feel sorry for him. Part of my heart hardened, but part of it loved him. I turned my face, looking elsewhere as I lay beside him. He moved slowly, and rested his head on my chest. I looked over at him, and cocked my head.
He really truly felt sorry. I realized that, and instantly regretted being that hard on him. Sighing, I wrapped my arm around him, and fell asleep as he did.
