Chapter 25

Jpov

Kelly's blue eyes got wide as she looked at me. "Talk?" she asked.

"Yeah, things have changed."

"I can see that Jasper. Why are you getting rid of your comics?"

I sighed and shook my head. "I'm not getting rid of them. I'm sending them to a friend so he can take care of them until I get a place."

"You've got a place Jasper, you're in it right now."

"I'm moving."

Her jaw went slack and she gawked at me. "But what about the department? You always said you wouldn’t leave the department."

"I was offered a transfer to a new department. Let's face it Kel, the only thing keeping me here was the job."

"Your job?! That's it?!"

Bad choice of words... "Yeah. Kelly, we're not in love with each other-" I quickly halted my words when I saw her hand cover her mouth.

She took a moment before speaking, her eyes showed the sadness and hurt. "You're leaving me?" she whispered.

I looked down at the box in my hands and started to fold it closed, ready to tape it shut. "Yeah... I'm sorry."

She sighed. "No, I get it. I knew I never really had you to begin with. I just wish..."

I looked up at her and watched as her face changed from sadness to anger. Oh shit… "Just wish what?" I asked hoping to find out why she was suddenly angry.

"Forks, Washington?!"

"Yeah, that's where I’m transferring to," I told her.

"You're doing this for her aren't you?!" She balled up her fists angrily.

"If by her you mean Alice… then, yes and no." I got up and headed to the kitchen for something to drink.

"What the fuck?!" she bellowed as she stomped after me. "I thought you weren't good enough for her?"

"I'm not!" I shouted back. "We're gonna try being friends again," I said a bit calmer. "Emmett's dad pulled some strings to get me to stay. That's why I'm going. Better pay and my family are there."

"And her," Her tone clearly a mix of hurt and angry. "Did you...fuck her?" she asked quietly.

I sighed and put my palms on the counter. "Yeah, I did," I admitted. Better to tell her the truth, I reminded myself.

I looked over to see if she was still in the kitchen just as she pulled her hand back and it collided with my face. "You fucking bastard!" she screamed, slapping me again. "You fucked that... that whore? How could you do this to me?!"

"Goddamn it Kelly!" I shouted grabbing her wrist to keep her from hitting me again. "She's not a fucking whore."

"Oh please, I've seen the fucking videos Nerdy Boy, " she seethed.

"Don't call me that Kelly," I dropped her hand. "Why the fuck are you going through my stuff?"

"Because I'm your girlfriend and I can," she said indignantly. "I can't believe you fucked her... and you're fucking leaving me for her! She has got to have some serious issues to take you back."

"A locked foot locker generally means stay out of it." I just rolled my eyes at her. "Think what you want Kel, but you're the one with the fucking issues," I spat and pushed passed her to get out of the kitchen.

"You can't leave me!" she screamed just as I felt air whoosh past my right ear and heard something shatter against the wall, I spun and saw her picking up some of my grandmother's china to throw. "I dyed my hair for you. I offered to let you tie me up..." I could see the angry tears forming at the corners of her eyes as she threw a teacup.

"I never asked you to do any of that Kelly!" I dodged out of the way of the passing cup. "Stop taking it out on my Nana's stuff!" I shouted at her as the matching plate came flying at me. "Damn it Kelly, did you ever stop to think that maybe I wanted you ‘cause you were who you were!?"

"But it was never good enough was it?" she asked with a small sob, before kicking the island cabinet.

"Kel..." I sighed. I shook my head. "I don't know what you want me to say. I tried."

"No you didn't," her bottom lip wobbled. "I love you Jasper... why can't you love me? Why can't you forget about her and just love me?"

"I can't Kelly... I'm sorry." I whispered the last part.

She gave an enraged roar and began chucking things at my head again, bits of porcelain, glass and china flying all around me.

Jesus Christ! I thought as I grabbed her and pulled her out of the kitchen. "Stop it!"

"Fuck you," she screamed kicking my calf as hard as she could.

"God damn it!" I limped out of the way. "What the fuck Kelly?!"

"I hate you! I hate you and your fucking small dick and your stupid stuff and your freaky fetishes!" she screamed, taking some pictures off the walls and throwing them at me as I jumped out of the way.

"Whatever Kelly," I muttered reaching into my pocket for my phone. I needed her out of here if I wanted to keep my stuff in one piece.

"You limp dicked bastard," she screamed as she threw a vase at me.

Fuck, that was my mother's, I thought as I sent a text to her partner at work to come get her. "Knock it off Kelly," I warned heading to the closet where the cuffs were. Shit, I might have to use her own damn stun gun on her.

"What are you gonna do freak? You're too fucking weak to do anything."

I got to the closet and grabbed the cuffs. "I don't get it Kel, why are you talking shit? I never once called you a bad name."

"You've treated me bad this entire time, and I fucking let you cause I thought that maybe," she shook her head. "You just don't have a fucking heart."

"Over two years Kelly? If I was as bad as you say, why the fuck did you stay with me for over two years? And I do have a heart Kel, it just never came to Tennessee with me."

"Because I fucking loved you, and I thought you loved me but just didn't know how to show it..." she clenched her fists again. "That's right it died when your momma did."

I opened my mouth to say something to her just as there was a pounding at the door. "My sister was right, you're a fucking crazy whore," I seethed pulling the door open roughly.

~*~*~ December 20th, 2008 ~*~*~

I unlocked the door and held it open. "Well, this is home..." I looked at my sister and her new husband nervously. "It's not much," I shrugged.

Rose shook her head and walked past me, followed closely by Emmett. "It's fine Jazz. I'm just happy I get to actually spend a Christmas with you."

Way to lay on the guilt Rose. I closed the door. "I know Rose. I'm really glad y'all are here."

Emmett looked around, "It doesn't look too bad."

"See," Rose said definitely directing the comment to Em before turning to me. "Bathroom? Long flight," she laughed.

I pointed her in the direction to go. "Can't miss it, it's the only door open," I laughed and looked at Em. "Beer?"

"Sure," he said with a smile, settling down into the couch.

I nodded and headed towards the kitchen. This should be an interesting week considering Emmett hadn't been speaking to me since I left home.

I grabbed two beers before getting the wine out. Odds are my sister would like a glass. “So... how are things?" I asked as I got Rose's glass ready.

"Good, I'm a motorcycle cop for Seattle now," he informed me.

"I heard, congrats man," I handed him his beer.

"Thanks," he took the beer and cracked it open before taking a long pull. "So what about you, what have you been doin’ down south?"

I shrugged and opened my own bottle. "Not much… spending my days locked up in a lab doing the forensics thing."

"And fucking some girl," Rose said from behind Em.

"She's my girlfriend Rose." I defended lightly.

"Uh huh," she said taking her glass from the counter. "Thank you."

"So... I'm guessin’ you ain't planning on coming back then, huh?" Emmett asked with a slightly sad expression.

Rose gave me an amused look as I sighed. "I don't know man... I'd probably do more harm than good."

"Right," Rose said sarcastically.

"Rosie," Emmett leaned his head back to look at her before looking at me. "So... tell me about your new girl?" Rose rolled her eyes and muttered something about needing to call the girls.

"What do you want to know?"

"What's she like?" Emmett waggled his eyebrows at me.

Nothing like Ali... "Blonde and beautiful?" I laughed. "I dunno man. She's different."

"Sounds different than your type," he smiled and took another drink. "So what is it about her you like?"

I leaned against the counter and thought it over. "Can I be honest with ya and you won't pound my head in?"

"I ain't here to pound your head in," he reassured with a small smile.

I set my beer down and scrubbed my face over my hands. "The best thing about Kelly is she ain't Ali. Kelly is tall, blonde, can't dance worth shit. Her voice is a bit on the whiney side and her laugh can grate on your nerves. And I like it."

Emmett gaped at me, "So you like her 'cause she ain't Ali-baby?"

"Yeah..." I said softly. "Pretty shitty huh?"

"Can I ask you somethin' without you getting all pissed off?" Em asked, looking at me sideways. I nodded in response. "And have you give me a honest answer?" He added as I looked up to see Rose leaning against the wall watching us. "What did Ali-baby ever do to you?"

"Nothing," I shook my head before taking a long pull of my beer. "What happened between me and her, that was all me. All she ever did was love me."

"And you loved her," Rose said sadly. I nodded in response.

"She..." Emmett paused, he and Rosie exchanged a look. "She's doin' good in school."

"Yeah... and happy with that Gavin guy..." Damn it hurt to know she moved on.

“Garrett,” Rose corrected.

“Whatever,” I muttered.

"You know she broke up with him for about a week around her birthday... I fucking hate the douchebag." Emmett said before he took another drink from his bottle.

"She did? Edward didn't tell me that." I looked at him confused. "And why do you hate him?"

"Probably didn't tell you cause you don't call often enough," Rose said giving me a pointed look.

"Yeah, she did... I dunno why though. And I hate him because he thinks he's so much fucking better than everyone else, fucking walking around in his Armani suits and driving his fucking Mercedes... the way he talks to Ali-baby you'd think his shit don't stink."

"Oh... So he's got money huh?" Never thought she'd go for that...

Rose snorted. "No, just a small pecker." Clearly Rose isn't his biggest fan.

Emmett shrugged, "Who gives a fuck, frankly I'm disappointed that she went with the first dick who gave her attention since-" Rosie shushed him.

"Since? Me?" I offered to fill in the blanks before tossing my empty bottle in the recycle bin. "So let me get this straight. You, Rose, don't like him ‘cause he's got a small dick. And Em, you don't like him ‘cause he acts like he's God's gift to the world? Hate to think what y'all thought of me."

"You don't have to be a bitter asshole to us Jasper Alexander. We never told you to leave." Rose snapped.

"I'm not being bitter. It just seems like y'all don't like him ‘cause he's an outsider. The only outsider I've ever seen y'all take in, no questions asked was Bella, but hell she's family."

"We took you in didn't we?" Emmett asked.

"Did you really have a choice?" I countered.

"Yeah, we did. We could've been horrible little shits to you, but you were cool, you didn't talk to Ali-baby like she was a piece of shit even when you were tappin’ it." Emmett defended.

"What?" I asked but was cut off by Rose's scoff.

Rose rolled her eyes. "Now I see why you shouldn't drink. You're a dick sometimes."

"How am I being a dick? It's just a simple fucking question." I looked at my sister who rolled her eyes at me again as she leaned against her husband. "Whatever, now what do you mean he's talking to her like shit?" I looked at Emmett.

"Just the shit he says to her..." Emmett shook his head. "He's not good enough and he fucking knows it, so he's trying to bring her down or some psychological mumbo-jumbo."

I raised my eyebrow at that. "And Ed hasn't killed him yet?"

"She won't let him. She ignores the shit we say cause 'she's happy'," Emmett said the last part with finger quotes.

I sighed and shrugged. "As long as she's happy, right?"

"Right," Emmett agreed, picking at the label on his beer probably realizing it was a lost cause.

"I'm sorry man," I sighed.

"So, are we getting the tree tomorrow?" Rose asked, clearly changing the subject.

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We got a tree and decorated it and as usual, Emmett ate the popcorn Rose had intended to use to make as garland. Really I didn't see the point of the popcorn garland, especially when Emmett ate most of the supplies, yet Rose insisted on the tradition. But somehow we managed to not kill each other. I was grateful that Rose brought Emmett with her. I missed him and honestly, he kept Rose's snark at minimum and attitude in check.

Kelly came over a few times. She was anxious to meet Rose and I knew there was no way to avoid it. Emmett was kind to her, cracking jokes and just being Em, while Rose... well she was being Rose.

It was Christmas Eve and Rose wanted us to have the Christmas dinner tonight. She tired to justify it as being a new tradition for us, truth be told I just think she didn't want to cook after she got her gifts. Almost as if she was expecting something big.

"So will trailer trash be here?" Rose asked as she pulled the ham from the oven.

"Rosie," Emmett said in a warning tone.

"Yes, Rose, Kelly is going to be here. She doesn't have family and since she is my girlfriend, I included her." I explained.

"Fine, I'll be nice. But don't expect me to like her, 'cause I don't."

"I know. And I'm okay with the fact that you'll never like anyone I date from here on out ‘cause of one simple reason."

"Oh yeah? Why's that smart ass?" She asked.

"'Cause it ain't Alice," Emmett and I both said together before laughing.

"Oh shut up. And you feel the same Em don't deny it!" She laughed.

"Yeah, it's true... you two belong together... " Em said with a small smile.

I rolled my eyes and started to set the table. "I tell you what. If there is ever a chance for that again, I'll be on the first flight home. Just don't hold your breath, okay?"

"Sure dude, you know I'd much rather you for a brother-in-law... in law," he smiled a bit. "Then that piece of trash."

I laughed and nodded just as the door opened. "Hey Kel, we're in the kitchen!" I called out.

I heard the sound of high heels against the hardwood floor, a sound I now recognized thanks to my sister's habit of wearing them around the house, before hearing Rose gasp and Emmett mutter something under his breath. I turned to see why they both look so shocked only to be faced with someone who looked like Kelly... only not.

"Kel?" I asked.

She smiled in response. "You like it Jasper?" she asked as her hand went to mess with her short and now black hair. I just gaped at her in response. "I thought it would be a good Christmas gift. Makes me look sexy, doesn't it?"

I could see Emmett cover his mouth with his hand as Rose excused herself from the room.

"Kel... what did you do?" I asked, finally taking in the rest of her appearance. Not only had she cut and dyed her hair like Alice's used to be, but she had also tried to copy the way she used to dress – in high school.

"I got a makeover," she smiled brightly but fell slightly as she studied my face. "You don't like it?"

God no I don't. "It's just... different." I lied with a shrug.

She looked over at Emmett before coming over to me and wrapping her arms around my waist. "I figured if I could be a little more like her…" she said softly.

"Jesus Kelly," I sighed. She chewed her lip and excused herself just as Rose returned. I heard the bedroom door close and I waited for the inevitable shit to hit the fan or whatever was coming my way from Emmett and Rosalie.

"Well, I guess she ain't that much different than Ali-baby now," Emmett said, not so subtly stifling a laugh.

"Wow... what the hell Jazz? Won't fuck her or something?" Rose asked, not even bothering to hide her giggles.

"Oh my God," I breathed just staring at the direction of my bedroom door.

"I don't know whether to call her a whore for being the white trash version of my best friend or just call her crazy," Rose said shaking her head. "Oh I know!" She clapped happily. "Crazy whore!" She chirped then laughed mischievously. "I can't wait to tell the girls."

I just shook my head. What have I gotten myself into?

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