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Broken Hearts

Summary:
The much awaited sequel to Hidden Feelings. The Cullen's are recovering from Bella's death in their own way. But when Jasper goes searching for peace he discovers that love can conquer all.


Notes:
lots of people said i needed to put a sequel so i did. I'm not sure what to do though but oh well. Enjoy!


3. Signs

Rating 5/5   Word Count 593   Review this Chapter

I got back home. Alice was sitting on my bed in my room.

“Jasper, I’m sorry” that was unexpected.

“Umm…what do you have to apologize for?”

“Treating you like a leper. I ostracized you,” she said. Her arms encircled me.

“I’m sorry I cheated on you with Bella”

“Well, it’s not really your fault. You can’t help the way you feel. I just wish you’d told me!”

“I’m really sorry,” I said. I was sorry, but not just about cheating on her. I was sorry that I couldn’t tell her about my conversation. Alice put her arm around me.

“I have to go, Alice. I’m sorry. I just have too” I pushed away and ran off.

“Jasper!” she called after me. I jumped in my car and sped away. I paused and flipped over the note. I hadn’t noticed before but there was a second sheet of paper stuck to it. An address was scrawled on it. I drove to the address. It was a shopping centre. It was crowded and I had no idea what I was doing there. I parked and went inside, to sit by a fountain. There were families, children, teenagers. The scents of human washed over me. Then another scent hit me. I looked around and spotted an eighteen-year-old girl staring at me. She had pale skin and brown eyes. Her hair was a brown color, that hung over her shoulders. She looked identical to Bella.

“Are you okay?” she asked.

“I’m fine”

“Waiting for a sign?” she asked.

“What?” I said, surprised. She smiled.

“It’s a poem. It’s about a boy sitting by a waterfall, waiting for something. It’s called waiting for a sign. It’s by Maira Swan”

“Maira Swan?” I said.

“Yes. She’s not very well known. She wrote another poem called the time is not right” she smiled and left. I was stunned. Maira Swan? Was this my sign? Well, no. because if it was she said the time wasn’t right. I got up and left. I was going to have to come here, every day it seemed. To wait for my sign.

Three days later, still no sign. I was skeptical that Bella was still alive. This was just some elaborate joke that someone was playing on me. But part of me hoped that Bella was alive. I sighed and leant back against the fountain. I had gone home for brief moments of time but hadn’t done much else except sit by the fountain. Alice hadn’t tried to talk to me again.

“Back again?” asked a voice. I turned to see the Bella twin.

“Yeah” I had assumed that if it were Bella she would have said something.

“Want to come over to my house and get something to eat? It’s not far”

“Okay” I don’t know why I followed her. She led me to her car and drove to a block of flats.

“Lela Nasbisa” I said, reading the buzzer name.

“That’s me! Come on in. I share it with a roommate but she won’t be in for a while” we walked up the stairs. There was no one in except for two cats.

“These are Bella and Marie,” she said. This was weird.

“Do you want a drink?” she asked, heading into the kitchen. I picked up a book that was lying on the table. There was a strong vampire smell everywhere, especially around here. Poems of the night by Maira Swan. I picked it up and shoved it into my pocket.

“I’m sorry. I just remembered, I have to be somewhere,” I said. I left quickly, and went to the woods near the church.

“Okay! I’m a believer! I’ve seen my sign, now what do I do?”