Author note: Hello everyone, This Chapter's song is 'Samson' By: Regina Specktor,I really hope you listen to it if you haven't heard it because it is sort of my inspiration for this chapter and it to me sums up the relationship between Jasper and Alice. Okay I hope you like it and please let me know what you thought of it.

Alice POV

I step into the room hoping to sneak up on Jasper, but I didn't realize he was still changing his clothes.

I stand there in the doorway gazing at his beautiful half naked body, when he turned and caught me being a perv.

He grins broadly at me and I smile sheepishly in return as he closes the distance between us in a few short strides.

He takes my hands in his and we simply stood there staring at each other.

My eyes wander down his chest and I am shocked to see an array of scars cross-hatched across his skin.

Some of the scars were small and inoffensive.

But others were large and jagged, one, probably the largest of them cut across his entire torso from his chest near his collarbone down his abdomen ending just past his navel.

The scar tissue was thick and uneven curving and knotted in some parts; I could make out the lines on either side of it, which must have been where they stitched him closed.

I had always wondered about the scars on his face and neck, and some that I could see on his arms and hands, but I didn't want to ask.

I had no idea they extended throughout his entire body, I was almost afraid to see his back, for surly there were more scars there.

What could have caused such scars!

The horror in my face must have been evident, because his smile faded and he released my hands and backed away from me a step.

I was too stunned for a moment to speak.

I eyed the small marks on his arms and gasped.

They were burn marks!

There were dozens of them.

A few were bad enough to reveal the cruel tool used on him, thin coils shaped into perfect circles leaving no doubt in my mind that someone had burned him with an old fashioned car cigarette lighter.

I felt disgusted that someone could do this to another human being.

No wonder he always wore long sleeved shirts, he didn't want people gawking at him like I was now.

"I'm sorry," I whispered to him.

His face grew hard and his eyes glazed.

Before I knew what was happening I began to cry and I tried to take Jasper in my arms. He shoved me away from him roughly.

"No, don't feel sorry for me Alice, not you. I don't need pity, especially not yours." He said coldly through his teeth.

His jaw was locked tightly in anger; his fists clenched balling at his sides.

He mistook my words and emotions, my stupid crocodile tears.

I didn't say sorry because I pitied him, I said sorry for staring at his scars like he was entertaining.

I wasn't crying because he was pitiful, I was crying because it disturbed me that there could be such violence and hate in the world and I did not even know the half of it.

I cried because I wished that I could share his pain.

I wished I could take it all away from him, the scars and the memories.

I wished it could be me.

I wish my arms could smother away all the darkness that had crept into his eyes.

I threw myself into him, forcing my body close to his.

This time he didn't push me away.

I cried because even with all these scars covering his body, he was still beautiful, still perfect to me.

"Jasper, I don't pity you, I- well I l-love you Jasper. I love you more than I have ever loved anything in my life, I love you s-so m-much it hurts." I said barley able to get the words out because the crying had thrown me into a fit of hiccups.

"You say you don't pity me yet you can't stop crying!" He said angrily.

"Jasper, how did you get these? Who did this to you?" I said in a voice barely above a whisper.

He smirked darkly.

"You don't want to know, and you don't have to pretend concern for my sake Alice, no one ever wants to hear things like this." Jasper said bitterly.

"Please, I do care and I want to know!" I stammered.

"And what is it that you want to know Alice?" Ha said in a voice that was not at all the soothing voice she was used to.

"Should I tell you then how my father beat me nearly every day since I was five? Should I share with you how he, in a drunken rage threw me out of an upstairs window, breaking a few ribs and nearly gutting me alive?

Would you even begin to be able to comprehend the pain that I have endured?

Pushed down flights of stairs, hit with every kind of object you could think of!

Can you even imagine how it feels for your own mother to hate you so much that she would leave you to be tortured and not give it a second thought?

How can you?

You have grown up with everything you could possibly want and ask for; you could never know suffering like I have!" Jasper screamed all of this in rage; his breathing was heavy and uneven.

His face was red and angry, but I couldn't bring myself to fear him.

"And even though he is dead, dead and gone he still manages to ruin a night that could have been perfect." Jasper whispered.

So that's why he never wanted to talk about his father. That is what Bella and Edward were trying to tell me when he didn't want to talk to me about his father's death. He didn't want to have had to explain this.

The reason he moved out with Bella in high school wasn't just for Bella's benefit, his father is the one who gave him every single one of his scars.

Panic suddenly flooded me.

He would not understand.

I have to make him see what I feel for him.

I don't see a flawed creature.

I see an Angel.

My Angel.

"Jasper, I know I could never know what you have endured, I could never take that pain away from you, but maybe I could help dull it.

I love you Jasper!

Don't you believe me?

I said I love you!

No matter what!" I screamed back at him, my tears were beyond my control now.

I grabbed his face and forced him to look me in the eye.

His eyes seemed to soften and he seemed to come back to himself.

"Alice, I am sorry for talking to you that way.

It was wrong of me.

It's just that I am no good at any of this.

I don't know how to let you be close without freaking out.

I wish was whole for you.

But I am not, and I am truly sorry for behaving as I have." He croaked and turned away just before his tears began to fall.

"Jasper" I said simply. My heart felt like it was breaking in half seeing him cry.

He turned eyes red and teary to look at me.

"Jasper, do you love me?" I asked in a small voice.

His arms snaked around my body drawing me closer to him.

I clung desperately to him.

"Alice, I am a monster, a beast, a pathetic excuse for a human being. I am unworthy of your love and yes! I love you more than I ever thought I could love someone, and I mean that from the very bottom of my heart." He said as tears streamed down both our faces.

I leaned my forehead against his.

My need to feel closer to him burned inside me.

I felt if I didn't touch him, if he didn't touch me, I would die.

We kissed with abandon; I could taste our salty tears in the kiss his and mine mingled together making us one in a way.

A sudden savage feeling overtook me as my hands gripped Jasper's hair roughly in my hands.

I tore at his remaining clothing, as he stood helpless as if in a trance.

He seemed to finally break out of his reverie just as I began to pull at his boxers.

He grasped my hands tightly in his bringing them up to his face he gently caressed them across his cheek closing his eyes, feeling the smoothness against his skin.

His sighed deeply and opened his eyes again to stare down at me, my hands still at his face.

I knew that sigh.

He was going to try and dissuade me.

I pulled my hands from his grasp and slipped out of my dress in one swift motion.

He eyed me up and down and let out a breath I hadn't realized he was holding.

"Jesus." Was all he could say?

Any other time I would have laughed, but tonight I meant business.

I pressed my body against his and tried to kiss him, but he caught my face in his hands.

"Ali, please I can't take this!" he whispered looking pained.

I shook my head.

Shook my head like a stubborn child.

There would be no stopping me tonight.

I know what I want and he is right in front of me.

"Jasper, please! We want each other, what is wrong with that?" I asked him softly.

He shook his head and kissed me lightly.

"Alice, I don't want you to make this decision right now when all that crap just went down with me flipping out and all, then later on regret it." Jasper said looking me in the eye.

"Jasper, will you just stop being a gentleman long enough for me to take advantage of you?" I said smiling up at him.

He chuckled lightly.

"You know normally it would be the girl worried about me taking advantage, not the other way around!" Jasper said jokingly, but then he smiled and pressed his lips to mine with much more gusto than before.

He paused and looked me straight in the eye.

His stare was penetrating; he seemed to be able to see right through me.

"Alice are you absolutely sure about this? I don't want you to feel like you have to do this because of all that has happened. That's not how I am, I don't expect anything okay? We can just curl up and go to bed if you want." He said looking as if he expected me to just yawn and say goodnight.

"Jasper, I want you and I want you flaws, tears, scars and all, I hope you want me too." I said.

I smile at him and then walk over to the bed and sit on the edge feeling very vulnerable as I beckon him forward.

He could refuse.

He could leave me sitting here.

His eyes were smoldering, burning my skin with just a look.

He obeyed and approached me covering the distance in two steps, his body over mine heat emanating from both of us as he settled comfortably atop me.

He could have refused, but he didn't.

We love each other.

Past the point of no return.

Okay I hope you enjoyed that chapter, dramatic I know. Again I hope you will understand my lack of detail in the uh, love scene? But again I would only serve to butcher there love! Lol. Okay well, please review!!!

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