So sorry about the late update! I know I said Friday, but things got a bit away from me. Oops.

Anywho, here's chapter four, only a day late.
Thanks to everyone who has reviewed/favourited/followed, especially those of you who said Edward was a good friend. It makes me happy to know I conveyed him properly :)

Just a reminder that this is all unbeta'd, so any mistakes are my fault. Sorry in advance.

I'd also just like to make note of the fact that, being Australian, I don't really know typical weather/landscape conditions and whatnot for anywhere in American, I'm only going on what I've Googled and seen in movies. Also, sorry if any thing the characters say or refer to doesn't make sense because I'm using Australian terms. Just thought I'd put that out there :)

Disclaimer: If I owned the right to Twilight, I wouldn't have to borrow my parent's car if I wanted to go anywhere. But yeah.

Enjoy!

Chapter Four

JPOV

Remember when you were little and you'd fall asleep on the couch or in the car home and magically wake up in your bed, not realising your parents had carried you there? Well it was quite a bit more confusing when it happened at the age of seventeen…

Stretching out in my bed I cursed the fucker that had opened the curtains. I squeezed my eyes closed and flung the pillow over my head. I was way too tired for my room to be this fucking bright.

"Ah, sleeping beauty awakes."

"Either close the curtains, or get the fuck out of my room Emmett." I mumbled from my place under the pillow. All I got was a laugh in response. Asshole.

"What? I don't see my little brother in three days and that's the greeting I get? I have to say Jay, I'm hurt." I could hear Edward trying not to laugh somewhere in the room. Nice to know neither of them cared whether I slept or not.

Flipping my middle finger in what I assumed was Emmett's general direction, I tried to roll over and ignore the two ass-clowns in my bedroom. 'Try' being the operative word, as Emmett muttered an "Oh no you don't," and plonked himself on to me. If that fact that his enormous frame crushing me wasn't enough, he started to tickle my ribs.

Oh hell no.

Gasping for breath, I grabbed the pillow off my face and smacked him in the head with it. This apparently only encouraged the bastard, as he didn't let up with the tickling. Writhing under his weight I was starting to panic, as I couldn't seem to catch my breath.

"Fuck, Em, stop! Please! Shit, mercy fucker, mercy!" I knew from experience that he wouldn't be satisfied until he could claim he had won. Hearing the rising panicky tone in my voice he immediately stopped and got up. One thing could be said about Emmett, he knew when he was about to take it too far.

Sitting up in my bed and swinging my legs over the side, I looked at Emmett and said, "What? I don't see my big brother in three days and that's the greeting I get? I have to say Em, I'm hurt." I laughed at the look on his face after having his own words thrown back at him and stood up; throwing my arms around the massive idiot that was my brother.

He smiled and chuckled out "That's better."

"Why did you two assholes feel the need to wake me up this early in the morning?" I stretched and reached for the doorknob, I was starving and could smell some sort of food from downstairs calling to me.

"Jay, it's five in the afternoon." Emmett seemed amused by the confused look on my face. Surely that couldn't be right? I turned back to my bedside table and picked up my phone. 5:24pm. Shit, Why was I still so tired?

"Whatever." It was a lame comeback, but I didn't care, my stomach was yelling at me for skipping breakfast and lunch. "What's cooking? I can smell food."

"Typical Jasper, thinking with his stomach."

"Fuck you Edward."

"Ooh, someone's cranky." Emmett had only just got home and he had already pissed me off.

Refusing to be annoyed by these two idiots any longer, I grabbed my phone and headed down stairs to find three bowls of Emmett's famous fried rice sitting on the kitchen counter. Fuck yes. I loved Emmett's fried rice. He may be annoying as hell, but he can definitely cook. I plonked myself on a stool and dug in to the heaping bowl closest to me.

"Don't worry, dig in Jay." Emmett sarcastically chimed behind me.

"Whateber." I said through a mouthful of rice.

"Talking with your mouth full Jazz? I ought to tell your mother, she'd be so very proud." Edward took a seat across of me and started eating, as I flipped him off with my free hand, eliminating the need to cuss him out with food in my mouth.

After eating in silence for a couple of minutes, Emmett piped up and asked, "So, not happy this 'morning' are we Jasper?" My scowl apparently was answer enough, as he didn't ask anymore questions and went back to eating in silence.

As if it was timed, as soon as I finished my food, my phone started playing 'Pocketful of Sunshine,' indicating I had a call. I heard Edward start laughing as it was him who had set that as my ring tone and I hadn't got around to changing it. Sighing, I looked at the picture of the blonde girl and the name flashing on my screen. Rosalie. This could either be good, or really bad.

It turned out to be the latter as I found out by answering the phone and getting a shrill voice in response. "Why the hell have you stopped taking your medication!? Are you stupid Jasper?! Do I need to fly up there and personally smack you!?-" I took the phone away from my ear while she finished her tirade and glared at Edward.

"You told her?" There was no need to clarify who or what, the guilty look on his face said he knew exactly what I was talking about.

"She called me this morning…" He replied sheepishly.

"And you told her?!"

"I, well, I, yeah kinda-"

He was interrupted by a voice yelling my name through the phone. I put it on speaker and tried to suppress the headache I could feel forming. "Of course he told me, you idiot! Why wouldn't he?!"

"Because he's my friend Rose?"

"Yeah, exactly, your friend who cares about you, you dumbass!" She was yelling now, and I was on the verge of doing the same. "And anyway, I knew something was up, fuckwit, I can feel it! Are you really that dumb Jasper!?" Sometimes I hated the fact that we were twins. I couldn't hide anything from her.

"Keep up with the insults Rose, they're doing wonders to my self-esteem." I replied flatly.

"Don't you give me that shit Jazz, I'm angry with you." She had stopped yelling, but there was still venom in her voice, and I didn't want to put up with it anymore.

"Ya'know what Rose? I don't give a flying fuck if you're angry with me! I'm not exactly happy with you right now either!" I could feel my anger rising and it was showing in my voice. "I mean, you find out that your brother isn't taking his crazy pills, and instead of finding out why, you start screaming at me and calling me stupid! What the fuck?" I wasn't really all that mad at Rose, I was just angry in general and I was taking it out on her. "I don't know why the fuck you even bothered to call me, seeing as you've already gone behind my back! Just fuck off and leave me alone. All of you." With that I stormed out of the kitchen and out the back door. I needed to get out before I said something I regretted.

Little late for that, don'tcha think?

Dammit. I played back what I had said as I ran into the thickening forest behind our house. I regretted going off like that. I really wanted to go back into the house and apologise to Emmett, Edward and especially Rose. I know she really does mean the best, I just wish she would hold back with the yelling when she got mad. I guess we have that in common. Other than our looks and obvious anger management issues, my twin sister and I were almost polar opposites. She was loud and quick to voice her opinion, whereas I was more the type to sit in silence and think about things. Rosalie often spoke without thinking — another reason I shouldn't have gotten so mad just now — and I usually over-thought everything. Rosalie was the one person that could completely understand me, yet push all my buttons and annoy me to such an extent that I thought I would lose my mind.

After jogging for a minute or so, I came across a familiar rock formation that I used to go to all the time. I hadn't been to my quiet place among the trees in months now; I'd almost forgotten it was here. There were two large boulders that stood up and blocked anyone from seeing behind where a small hollow tucked into the formation. The flat rock floor, perfect size to sit in and survey the forest, was where I took my refuge. Laying my head back against the rock, I closed my eyes and tried to turn my brain off. I listened to the sounds of the forest around me. I could hear small animals scurrying among the leaves somewhere to my right. I could hear the birds in the trees above me. I could hear approaching footsteps, as well as Emmett and Edward calling my name.

Dammit. Can't I just get ten minutes alone?

I hugged my knees to my chest in an attempt to make myself smaller in hopes that the rocks would swallow me and I wouldn't have to deal with anything anymore. I could hear their voices getting closer to where I was sitting, and I found myself holding my breath, praying they would just keep walking and not find me.

"Jay? Jay, where are you?" Emmett sounded worried, and I immediately felt guilty.

"Jazz I'm sorry, just please come back, it's gonna be dark soon." I had to bite my tongue to stop from calling out to Edward.

He was right, it would be dark soon, and I should really go back to the house, but I just couldn't bring myself to face them right now. I felt like my head was going to explode with the all thoughts running circles inside my brain. I couldn't begin to comprehend the emotions I was feeling. Out of nowhere, a choked sob escaped my mouth. I hadn't realised just how much I was holding back, and once that first sob had broken the floodgates, I had no hope of stopping the ones that followed. I hated this. This feeling of hopelessness, of uselessness, and of letting down everyone I loved. I hadn't seen Emmett in days because of his job, and I'd already fucked up things so much that I was sitting crying in a forest while he and my best friend called my name. Raking my hands through my hair, I tried to even out my breathing and regain some control.

'You are strong. One of the strongest people I know, actually.'

With my eyes closed and head buried in my hands, I didn't notice Emmett until he put a hand on my shoulder, and I jumped.

"Jay. We need to talk…"