BPOV

THREE YEARS AGO

Demetri groans as my knee connects to his groin and as he hadn't been expecting such reaction out of me, he also doubles over and drops his knife in hand along with the gun he had in his other hand. When the hell did he get that thing?

"Stop messing around and fight, Isabella!" Shouts Edward angrily in my head rattling the bars on an invisible cage to get me moving.

Forcibly bringing my knee back up, I make contact with his stomach which in turn has him gasping for air, but I underestimate my opponent and am punched hard in the nose. I can smell the blood before it begins to pour out of my nose all over me, making me slick and sticky all at the same time.

"Come here you, bitch!" Demetri growls and grabs me by my hair and yanks me down to punch me in the stomach.

The knife he had previously dropped is right beside me as my head lolls to the side. "Grab the knife and use it. You need to defend yourself until Jasper can come and save you," Edward pleads with me.

I don't need saving. I can save myself. Grabbing the knife beside me I quickly come up and slash at Demetri just as I see him cock his gun that I didn't see him reach for. I end up cutting his arm pretty good making him holler in pain making me smile and try to buck him off me as he is sitting on my hips to pin me down.

"That's it, love. You got this, do it again! Get his other ar- "

BANG!

I flinch as the gun goes off but clearly misses just inches away from my face as my hands come together above my head and quickly come down to meet its target. Not his arm which is what I was hoping for however, I did get his thigh which earns me a quick slap to the face jerking my head back. Twisting the knife in his flesh, I yank it out roughly and push at his chest to effectively get him on his back and off me, allowing me the upper hand. Standing up, I kick his gun holding hand as he seems to be in shock that I can do these things to him when I couldn't before.

"I'm no pig for slaughter!" I shout at him. "You sick fucking bastard," I growl as I myself am climbing on top of him feeling more powerful than ever. Bringing my arms up once more, I slam them back down. "How does this feel? Hmm? Tell me Demetri!"

Demetri tries to reach for the gun weakly as the last stab went to his collarbone. By the looks of it I didn't puncture anything vital. What a shame.

"Oh baby," I coo, yanking the knife after twisting it in his flesh and shoving my fingers inside the hole making him scream out. "Talk to me, I'm sure we can work something out. Maybe you can bring me my husband back?" STAB!

"You're fucking crazy!" he cries out as I stab his side.

"No, you bitch," I growl, "I'm an angry widow who was tortured and raped before seeing her husband be shot to death after being told you people would leave after he forcibly fucked me one last time!" STAB, STAB, STAB! "You took everything from me! Edward was everything to me and you took him!"

"He was mine too," Demetri gurgles out smirking.

I snap. I finally reach for the godforsaken gun and stand up above him.

"You did good, darlin," Jasper tells me as I come out of the interview room with Peter. "They got everything they needed from you and now it's over- "

"Until court," I cut him off with no emotion to my voice.

"Until court," Peter agrees. "My brother is right though, Bella. It's better you came in and did this rather than making us make you through the courts."

I shake my head with a sigh. "Can we go please?"

"Sure thing," Jasper says softly as he hands me my coat and grabs my hand in his all the while Peter is speaking to him about something that I zone completely out on. "Let's get back to the hotel."

It's been a month back in 'normal civilization' I guess you could call it and as my old house was a murder scene, I sold it first chance I got of course at a much lower rate than normal as the kind of house it was. Honestly, I just wanted rid of the memories. Jasper found himself unable to return to his own apartment due to media coverage and paparazzi surrounding it constantly. As it had been my fault to begin with, I offered to get him a room anywhere he chose and luckily for me (emotionally and physically) he chose my room. More specifically, he chose to be in my bed. I had no problem obliging his request as our sleeping arrangements up to this point had been in the same bed.

"Darlin?" Jasper's voice snaps me out of my thoughts and makes me look over at him. "We're here."

"Oh, sorry," I reply and unbuckle my seatbelt slowly as I try to get my body moving.

"Bella?" He says, something in his voice making me pause all movement, even my breathing. "You have drool," he points to my chin smiling as he jokes, "from thinking so hard over there."

I can't help the small laugh that comes from me, something I don't think I've done for a while and something I think I forgot how to do.

"Come on, let's go get our lunch ordered so we aren't crabby, yeah?" He smiles with something in his eye that tells me he accomplished something he wanted to.

I nod my acceptance and we make quick work of walking inside the hotel and to the elevator which we luckily get to ourselves the whole way to the fourth floor. The whole way to the fourth floor however, I am basically gnawing my bottom lip which as the elevator doors are clearly reflective, Jasper see's and watches me closely all the while not watching me at all. I'm in a near panic attack by the time Jasper unlocks the door.

"Bel- "Jasper begins to say something to me, but I shoot past him and into the bathroom where I slam the door and lock it behind me.

I press my back against the door, squeezing my eyes shut as the tears finally pour over and my chest tightens to the point of not being able to breathe. Opening my eyes, I gasp at what I see in the mirror. I've been so haunted from the second worst day of my life that I haven't physically been taken great care of myself and I am just now seeing it. Jasper making me laugh made me realized everything that I've stopped doing. I hardly smile, I don't laugh, I can barely eat and drink, let alone sleep. Looking in the mirror I see that my cheek bones are slightly sunken in while there are dark circles under my eyes from lack of proper nutrients and sleep.

The new scars still disgust me to no end, so I've avoided ever having my clothes off in front of Jasper. I knew I was losing weight as my hip bones and ribs are much more noticeable than before but not too bad. It's something I could live with. It's something I could still be okay with showing him. Demetri's two bite mark scars on my breast and the new two-and-a-half-inch scar on my inner thigh…

A knock sounds on the door. "Bella, let me in," sounds Jasper on the other side. More tears produce as I try to continuously calm myself down but to no avail and when I don't unlock the door for him, he knocks again but more forcefully making me jump and my heartrate to kickup more than it is. "Open the door or I'll kick it in. I need to know you're alright, darlin," he sounds defeated.

Am I hurting him too? As soon as my fingers unlock the door Jasper is opening it up with worried looking eyes, lifting me easily into his arms and settling me down in his lap as he slides down to the floor against the wall. I tuck my head in the crook of his neck, wrapping my arms around his neck and tangling my right hand in his hair as my left one rests against his shoulders.

"Please stop shutting me out," he pleads softly in my ear, his hands rubbing my back in gentle circles. I breathe in his scent deeply, allowing it and the comfort of his touch to calm me almost instantly. "Let me help you, I can help you." Jasper trails his lips gently against the side of my face, seemingly to comfort himself and I realize even more how much I've missed something. I sit up suddenly making Jasper panic slightly and tighten his hold around me, pleading with me not to shut him out. I shake my head at him, letting him know it's not what I am doing. "What is it, darlin? Tell me how I can help."

I bite my bottom lip, chewing on it momentarily trying to decide… "You got this, love," the inner Edward voice tells me.

"Kiss me," I whisper.

The glint that shines in Jasper's eye tells me he's extremely excited for this, we haven't shared a proper kiss since before the hospital as I had panicked the one time we had in the hospital. I find that we are mimicking one another as we flick out our tongues to moisten our lips in anticipation, my breathing hitches slightly as Jasper reaches up to gently hold the back of my neck. We meet half-way, our lips meeting hesitantly to gage my reaction. I pull away slightly before adjusting my hold on him and smashing my mouth back to his when I decide I'm more than okay with his lips on me. Neither of us can hold back a moan as our kissing turns into a slow tongue battle with one another.

I can't help but to shift against Jasper as I feel his growing excitement making him groan softly, the hand not holding my neck shooting down to my hip to stop my movement before pulling away from my mouth panting.

"Maybe we shouldn't rush," he pants out, straining literally with himself to keep control of himself down under.

"Please? We can stop if we need to," I all but beg him as I grind myself against him again before he can stop the motion making us both release a breath.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," he mutters under his breath as his hand tightens on my hip. "You're making it really hard for me to be good," he groans as I capture his mouth with my own once more.

I can feel myself getting more and more lubricated as his hands travel over me, pulling me closer as I rock my hips deliciously against his very pronounced member. Jasper's hands slowly go up my shirt, leaving hot sensational trails in their wake making me moan softly all the while still very nervous for him to see me.

Pulling away from my mouth Jasper says huskily, "You're gorgeous, darlin," staring me in the eyes as he says so making tears well up though he doesn't allow for that as he shifts my hips against him. Gasping, I lean into him with my hand gripping him harder. "I'm going to take off your shirt and kiss everywhere I can to make you feel good," Jasper informs me before doing just that.

I bite my lip nervously, my eyes refusing me meet his as my sweatshirt is stripped off me- instantly leaving me exposed as I hadn't worn a bra to the police station. Jasper groans softly while his hips grind up into my very damp core that I would very much so love for him to be in making me whimper in pleasure; seeking more friction as his lips, teeth, and tongue lick, kiss, and nip and my face, neck, shoulders, chest, breasts, and all the way down until I have to bend back to allow him more assess down.

"Don't you feel how turned on you make me?" his tongue dips into my navel sending small shocks to the pit of my stomach making me gasp. "Don't you ever feel like you're not good enough, you're absolutely perfect," the button of my jean is slowly popped open followed by the zipper going down.

I'm breathing embarrassingly loud, gasping at his small touches against the most sensitive spots on me as he peels my jeans slowly off me. When I go to unbutton Jasper's pants, my hands are knocked gently out of the way before he takes over and I help him shimmy his jeans down his legs until he can kick them off. To make us even, I pull his shirt over his own head and tossing it to the side. Now we are both in our underwear and nothing else.

"We're going to cum together," Jasper informs me, his voice rough, "and then we're going to shower. After if you're still wanting to, we're going to go make love."

I can't help the groan that leaves my throat just before I cover his mouth with my own. Our bodies rock against one another in a delicious torture, the friction building my release up quickly as his hand rub me all over. We are literally dry humping one another like teenagers in the bathroom on the floor and as this thought passes through my head, I have to pull away from Jaspers kisses to breathe as heat shoots through my body.

"That's it, darlin," he grunts holding on by a thread I realize as he is literally holding off for me. "Cum for me. I'm not even in you and I can make you- "

"Jasper!" I moan out as I come undone, on top of him, grabbing onto his shoulder and grinding harder against him as his arms wrap securely around my waist and he comes undone with me shouting my name.

"-cum," he finally finishes his sentence panting as we come down from our much needed highs. I laugh setting my head down on his shoulder as he shifts slightly with a groan before standing up with me. "I'll wash your back if you wash mine?"

"How about we expedite the shower?" I ask licking my lips.

A/N: We're going to be catching up to present time! Hell, I might have only a few more chapters after this. Let me know what ya'll think! Until next time!

-bellcullen166