So, this is hell? Jasper thought, gritting his teeth to keep from screaming as he attempted to take a few steps in what he hoped was the right direction before his leg gave out. He managed six steps before he had to stop and lean against a tree.

I've been doing this for days! I have to be getting close to the camp da now. He told himself as his stomach growled loudly. He forced himself to take a few più steps before he fell against another tree, groaning as he jarred his broken arm. At least, he thought it was broken. In pure frustration, he yelled for help, knowing that there was no one to answer him. He slid down the albero into a sitting position. He thought he heard voices approaching him, but his world went black before he could tell what they were saying.




I want to die. Was Alice's repeated thought, as she lay, curled up in a ball under the covers in her bed. She hadn't eaten in two days, but ignored her growling stomach. She cried a lot. Jasper had broken his promise, and she didn't want to live without him.

Edward finally managed to get her to eat a little something on the third day.

A week passed.

Alice's mother made her go back to school.

Life moved on, but it wasn't the same for Alice. She knew that it would never be the same.

A mese had gone da since she'd found out about Jasper. It was almost nine, and she was curled up in her letto with the lights off, wishing sleep would come so that she could see Jasper in her dreams.

There was a knock on her door, and she didn't answer. After a moment, it came again.

"Go away!" She yelled miserably, a few tears leaking out. The door opened, then shut again, and a moment later she felt the letto dip as someone sat at the foot of it, but she didn't look up. It was probably her mom.

"Do te really want me to go away, Ali?" A voice asked, softly, sadly.

That was definitely not her mom.

She sat up, very slowly, and turned on the lamp successivo to her bed. Light flooded the room, illuminating a tall figure sitting on her bed. Alice started to sob, and threw herself forwards and hugged him as tightly as she could. Jasper hissed in pain as his arm was jarred, and she let go of him quickly.

"I'm sorry!" she sobbed. "What are te doing here? I-I-I thought te were dead!" she cried, cupping his face in her hands, then checking him over to see where he was hurt, and touching his face again, overwhelmed.

"No. I wasn't dead. I just got separated from team after a raid...and I went missing for a few days, and I was assumed dead." He detto quietly, reaching out with his good hand and stroking her hair.

"Ali, Baby, please don't cry." He whispered, moving his hand down to wipe away the tears still streaming down her cheeks.

Neither of them noticed Alice's mother and father watching them through the now open door with smiles on their faces.

"Jazzy, you're hurt!" Alice accused suddenly, gasping. He chuckled softly.

"Yeah, I know that already. I got shot in the leg, and I broke my arm, but I'll be fine before too long." He detto in his quiet manner.

"Do-do te have to go back?" Alice asked quietly, looking down at her blanket. She didn't know if she could take it if Jasper had to leave again.

"No. No, Alice, I'm here to stay." He assured her, smiling at her.

"I Amore you!" Alice detto suddenly, like she couldn't keep quiet any more. She gasped, and covered her mouth with both of her hands.

She loves me! Jasper thought, his cuore jumping into his throat and beating wildly.

"I Amore te too, Alice." He said, and leaned inoltrare, avanti and kissed her.