Chapter 1: A New Revelation

A/N: I'm sorry I keep starting so many stories! Please review. This is the summer after Jasper attacked Bella, but Edward never thought she was dead and never went to Italy.

Jasper's POV

Bella and Edward walked through the door, and I looked up at them from my seat on the couch. Bella had her overnight bag, so I knew she'd be staying here with me while everyone else went hunting. It was summer, so they'd be gone for a week, leaving me here with the girl I had once attacked.

"Have fun while I'm gone. I'll be back before you know it," Edward said to Bella.

"Okay, I will. I love you," she replied. I could hear the nervousness in her voice, and I could feel it radiating off of her. He kissed her sweetly.

"I love you, too. Call me if you need anything." Then, he walked out the door with Carlisle, Esme, Emmett, and Rosalie in tow.

When he said those three words - I love you - I felt a weird feeling conjure up in my heart. Was it…jealously?

I shook the thought from my mind, realizing that even though I had already said goodbye to everyone else, Alice was still standing there with a blank expression. I wrapped my arms around her and held her close. I knew this face quite well.

"What do you see, baby?" I whispered.

She shook her head and smiled, but I could feel the sadness welling up inside of her. "It was nothing. Have a good time. I love you so much. I want you to know that whatever happens, I won't be mad." She pecked my lips and left before I could ask what she meant.

Bella took her bag to Edward's room while I was talking to Alice, so she was walking down the stairs when I looked over. She was amazingly beautiful, even though she was human. I forced myself to look away, and I sat down.

"So…what do you want to do today?" she asked in a quiet voice, positioning herself at the other end of the sofa.

I thought about that for a minute. "I don't know. We can talk and learn more about each other. I think the only thing I know about you is that you're deeply in love with Edward Cullen," I smiled.

She smiled, too, and said, "I think that's a great idea."

We talked for a couple of hours, then her stomach growled. I laughed, and she blushed. We walked into the kitchen, and I asked her what she wanted to eat.

"Do you have a microwaveable pizza or something?"

I went to the freezer and pulled out a bag of pizza rolls. "These okay?"

She nodded. "Thanks, Jasper."

When she said my name, it made a chill run down my spine. The way her voice formed the word would've made me blush if I was still human.

"No problem, darlin'." I saw a light pink color dust her cheeks as she put the pizza rolls in the microwave, and I grinned.

She ate her food quickly, and we settled onto the couch once again. This time, we were closer; her head was leaning on my shoulder, and her body was nestled against mine. It felt right, like she was supposed to be there.

I internally chastised myself for thinking these thoughts. Bella was Edward's, and I had Alice. I drilled that into my mind as we watched a movie. I was so consumed in my chanting within that I didn't even know what it was.

Soon, Bella fell asleep. I didn't want to move her and chance waking her up, so I let her stay where she was. I draped an arm around her shoulder, but instead, she laid her head in my lap and curled up on the couch. I grabbed a throw off the back of it and covered her up. I smiled at the small, fragile human using me as a pillow. She was adorable, and sweet, and kind, and trusting, and lovable, and-

Stop it, Jasper!

The thing was, though, I couldn't. I wanted to place my cool lips upon hers and keep them there forever, although I knew that I couldn't. She loved Edward, and I loved Alice. But it didn't stop the feelings I was having towards Bella.

I looked down at her peaceful face and heard her quietly whisper, "Jasper…"

I knew at once that what I felt earlier was jealously. I wanted Bella to be mine and mine only. But I also wanted my brother and Alice to be happy. I didn't want to destroy them with my new revelation.

So I would be perfectly content with just keeping my feelings locked up inside while the rest of the world lived their perfect lives.

I had to be.