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A Twist of Fate

Jasper is kicked out of the house when the Cullens discover he has cheated on his "vegetarian" diet. What Jasper sees before he leaves is sure to change his and Bella's lives forever. A Jasper/Bella fic.

Okay! I know, I know. I've not been good at updating at all. It's been about 4 and a half months actually. I will be deleting those stories, editing them, AND THEN putting them back up. The only other one staying will be We Meet Again. Not to worry though. They will be back. Anywho, this is a Jasper/Bella fic and I hope you enjoy. I'll be MUCH better with my updates on this one.

6. Talks and Visits

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Bella's POV

When we got to my house, Jasper got out and opened my door for me. It was late afternoon and I could safely say I had a good time. A great time, actually. He walked me to the door and waited while I unlocked it.

"Would you like to come in?" I asked, suddenly unsure of myself.

"Okay," he said, smiling.

We were two feet in the door when I realized there was a car parked in the driveway. I looked over and saw Charlie sitting on the couch.

"Hi, Dad." He had his feet propped up on the arm of the couch. I heard the sports center theme music start. Of course he was watching sports.

He looked over the back of the couch and I saw his eyes widen when he saw Jasper.

"Hi, Bells." He stood up and moved to my side.

"Who's this?" he asked. I could hear the tension in his voice. He knew it was a Cullen, but he had no idea what he was doing here.

"This is Jasper Hale," I said, not able to explain why he was here.

Charlie thrust out his hand and Jasper gripped it firmly.

"Nice to meet you," said Jasper, smiling cordially. I felt suddenly relaxed and looked at Jasper. He winked at me so quickly I wasn't sure if he really did it or not.

Charlie turned to me. "Can I talk to you in the kitchen real quick, Bella?" he asked. Uh-oh. This was not going to be good. Once Charlie had made his way to the kitchen, I glanced to Jasper and he nodded reassuringly.

I followed my father reluctantly to the kitchen. He was leaning against the counter.

"Where's Edward?" he asked. I could see right through his attempts at a casual conversation.

"I have no idea, Dad," I answered honestly.

"Why not?" he asked.

"We broke up," I answered simply. My heart thudded in my chest. It wasn't quite telling him the whole truth, but it was close enough. I saw a look of worry cross his features, but when he saw I wasn't upset about it, he tried to hide his smile.

He wasn't very good at masking his happiness. "That means you and Jake can finally take things up a notch!"

"I do not like Jacob!" I exclaimed. Charlie wasn't phased.

"He's such a nice young man, he really is good for you," gushed Charlie. I had to stop him before it got to be too much for me.

"Dad, stop!"

He paused, raising his eyebrows. He just didn't get that Jake wasn't my type. He wasn't even my type of species, for Pete's sake.

"I have to get back to Jasper. When you're done with your Jacob rant, let me know." I turned and left the kitchen.

Jasper was standing in the same spot he was when Charlie and I left. He was smiling wryly. I knew Charlie would be listening to us.

"I know I just asked you in, but I think it'd be better if we talked outside," I said in a hushed voice, hoping Charlie wouldn't hear.

He nodded and opened the door for me.

We stepped out into the chilly air and stood facing each other. I looked down at my feet and played with my hands.

"Are you going to be at school on Monday?" I asked, slightly afraid of the answer.

"Well that depends," he said. I looked up at his face and saw no trace of humor in his eyes.

"On what?"

"Do you want me to be there?" he asked.

I felt a lump rise in my throat and it was hard to speak. It was all I could do to nod.

He grinned. "Then I'll see you Monday."

"You're leaving?" I asked, dismayed at the thought.

"Well, I have to find a place to live that's somewhere a bit out of town. I don't like the bright city lights," he laughed and I joined in. I didn't know that Jasper had a humorous side to him until very recently. I'd always thought of him as quiet and reserved. I thought wrong.

"So, I'll see you Monday," I said, not enjoying the lack of Jasper tomorrow held.

"Take care, Bella," he said. He took my hand and kissed it. Then he turned and walked swiftly to his car. I was still standing there after he was long out of the driveway.

The following morning, after I had showered and eaten, it hit me. I had a crush on Jasper. Crush sounded like such a school girl word for it, but that's exactly what it was. After only spending a day with him I was hooked and definitely wanted more.

I was yanked out of my thoughts by the doorbell. Since Charlie was out fishing again, I got up to get the door. Nobody I wanted to see was behind it, that I knew for sure.

I opened the door and saw Alice standing awkwardly on the front step.

"Bella, we really need to talk," she said, taking my hand and leading me to the couch.

I pulled my hand out of her's and plopped onto the couch angrily. She stole Edward from me and I wasn't happy about it.

"I hope you know that I'm willing to listen to what you say, but I'm not willing to forgive you," I told her, letting her know where she stood with me.

"I understand that," she sighed. "Bella, you know I would never do anything to hurt you on purpose! It was out of our control! I swear to you that I didn't do it with any malicious intent!" Her eyes had grown huge and I could tell she was hurting inside.

I didn't care. "You didn't tell me, Alice! I trusted you," I whimpered.

She moved to comfort me. "No, Alice, don't."

She shrunk away when she heard the cutting edge to my voice.

"I really just have to think about this right now," I explained. Looking anywhere but her face. "It's not like you can expect me to forgive you overnight, Alice. You know me better than that. I love you, Alice, but I can't even look at you right now. Please leave," I requested, my voice growing quieter.

"I'll show myself out," she said, her voice becoming nasty.

So she was mad at me because she stole Edward. What logical thinking.

When I saw her pull away, I decided that I was going to go back to bed. I probably wouldn't sleep, but I was emotionally exhausted and needed the rest. It would be nice just to lie down and think.

At least I knew that tomorrow would be better. I would get to see Jasper.Well, I hoped so anyway.