No copyright infringement intended. This fic is OOC and AU and will be a Jasper/Bella paring with Peter/Charlotte. This fic is also rated M for language, lemons, and situations that aren't all that pretty.

BE AWARE THAT THIS IS A SLOW BURN FIC AND IT WILL TAKE A WHILE TO GET MY CHARACTERS TOGETHER!

I own nothing. SM owns all, I'm just playing around with her toys. (Although, truth be told, if I could own a certain Major Whitlock, I would in a heartbeat.)

Also, I am still working on MtM. I'm just not getting the next chapter to behave itself. However, until I can get it to do what I need it to, I've started this little story.

Enjoy!

BPOV

He left me.

He didn't want me.

I wasn't good for him.

In my heart I knew that I was never good enough for him. It was fairly obvious once I think about it. What did I have that held him here? Nothing. I was a plain and unimportant girl whereas He was perfect. It's no wonder he left me, but did they all have to go?

Alice, the sister I never had.

Esme, the mother I had always wanted.

Carlisle, the father I looked up to.

Emmett, the big brother that I loved spending time with.

Rosalie was probably thrilled to be rid of me.

Jasper…I never really got to know him, although I would have liked to if given the chance. Apparently he was wrong when he told me I was worth it. I wonder if he still thinks that now.

They all left.

I know it wasn't Jasper's fault.

My birthday.

I bled in a room full of vampires and he only did what his instinct told him to. I wasn't scared that he would hurt me. I knew he wouldn't. I would have just liked to tell him that I understood that it wasn't his fault. It was mine.

The stupid, unimportant, clumsy, mousy human.

My father, Charlie doesn't know what to do with me. He's threatened everything from therapy to sending me back to Renee. He doesn't understand that I don't want to live anymore. I have nothing and no one to live for anymore. I don't want to take care of my flighty mother anymore. I don't want to be a maid for my father anymore.

My depression has completely taken over. My grades are slipping. I don't hang out with friends anymore. I don't eat. I barely sleep. I have become a shell of my former self and I can think of nothing better than to let this black hole have me.

Even Jake has had no luck getting me to come back from the brink. We used to have such an easy friendship, no expectations, but now he wants what E…Edw…He has left behind and I can't give him that. He deserves a girl far better than me.

It's been months since they left. Nothing has changed. Where I used to go to school, ready to learn about everything; there is now nothing more than a filled chair in a classroom. Where I used to be independent and have a job; there is now nothing more than sitting in a rocking chair in my room staring out the window into nothing. Where I used to cook dinner for Charlie and myself; I now lie in bed staring at the ceiling hoping that this pain will just kill me already.

I can see Charlie is at his wits end. He wants to help me, but he can't. No one can help me now. I'm too far gone. Who would want to deal with me, anyway? Why would anyone bother? Jasper lied. I was never worth it. Carlisle should have let Ed…Him drain me in the ballet studio. I would be better off dead. Then the pain would end.

"That's it!" Charlie practically shouts at me bringing me out of my reverie.

I can't answer him. I haven't spoken for months. I just look at him to elaborate on his statement like I know he will.

"I'm tired of this, Bells. I don't know what else to do to bring you back. It's like you died when Edward left. Do you honestly think so little of yourself that one breakup throws you into this kind of depression?"

I continue to stare at him. Not answering him has worked for me up till now.

"You need to build up your self confidence again. You need to follow a healthier path and rebuild yourself from the ground up. Sweetheart, I can't help you anymore. You won't graduate with the way you're going right now and I am out of options. You won't seek out therapy for this, you won't go back to Renee, and you won't let me help you. I'm sorry, but I'm sending you to a military school to repeat your senior year." He states.

I just look at him. Honestly, I'm not surprised.

He doesn't want me anymore. I'm worthless and useless even to my own father. If I could feel any more, I'm sure I would feel guilty, maybe even sad, but I can't feel anything other than pain anymore.

"The Army worked wonders for me, Bells." He says. "I can only hope that it works for you. They made me into a new man. A more confident man. I want you to get your self-confidence back. I want you to realize that you are more than this depressed and heartbroken girl. All I want for you is to realize what kind of woman you could be and become that woman."

So that's it. I'm going to military school. I can't even summon the energy to be angry, or upset about this decision. Although I have little faith that anything will change once I'm there.

A/N: So…yeah. Here's the first chapter of my new fic. I don't mean anyone any disrespect if I get something wrong when talking about Military life. I just know I need Bella to become more self-confident, stronger as a character, and I need her to kick ass. This is the only way I could see making this fic work properly, so bear with me.