A.N. -I'm developing a love for J/B fics, so I thought I'd write my own! This is pretty different to what I usually do. Here goes NOTHING!
Disclaimer - I own nothing, Stephenie Meyer own all the Twilight characters, etc. I'm just changing canon pairings!
"Jasper, must you go? The Yankees are coming, and if they catch you, they will find you. I don't want you being imprisoned, or worse," I held my boyfriend, Jasper, closer to me. He was a major in the Confederate army, and the Yankees were coming closer to Texas.
"Bella, I have to leave. I don't want to, don't get me wrong, querida. I love you, and I'll see you soon. Do you hear me?" Jasper whispered to me, quietly. My tears ran down my face, soaking into Jasper's shirt.
"Y..yes," I replied, trying to control my voice, and stop it from breaking. I didn't want to make his departure any more difficult on him.
"Bella, before I leave, I have to ask you something. Will you marry me?" Jasper held out an intricately carved wooden box. I took it from his hand, and opened it. Inside was a simple gold band, with a small sapphire in it. It was beautiful, and perfect for me. I lifted it out of the box, admiring the way the light caught it.
"Yes, I will," I said, lifting my head up to see his. Jasper's blue eyes, the only outward sign showing that he wasn't fully Spanish, were filled with love and unshed tears.
"I'll be back for you. I can't take you on the first trip, but be here for the second one, understand me? I love you so much. You are my life now."
"And you are mine Jasper, you are mine." I replied. Our lips quickly touched, and then he had to leave. I watched him get onto his horse, and ride off. I couldn't understand it, but I had a feeling that he was never coming back.
It had been six days since I had last seen Jasper. I missed him bitterly, and couldn't wait for him to return. Our engagement had been announced, simply because there was no way that I was keeping the ring off me. It was my only symbol of Jasper, and my determination to keep it on made me need to have a reminder that Jasper was nearby at all times. Putting on Jasper's favorite dress, I fixed my hair and made my way down to the meeting point. When I got there, I saw Jasper's friend Ronald.
"Ronald, where is Jasper?" I asked him, worriedly. Jasper had never broken a promise to me before, and if there was any way for him to be there, he would be.
"Ms. Swan, Jasper's missing. He left the city immediately to get back here for you, but he went missing. His horse was found, but he's gone. I don't know if the Yankees have him or not, but there was no trace of him." Ronald looked at me, his face soft. My eyes filled with tears, and my legs gave out from under me. My head hit the ground hard, and darkness covered me.