Heyy dudes! God, it has been sooooooooooooooooo long!!! So, so sorry about that.
Well, anyway, onward with the much anticipated 16
th chapter.
You know, I bet you guys totally forgot all about this story aye?
Oi, you guys need to check out my other story, 'Get Tangled Up In Me'. I've been kinda preoccupied with it. But don't worry; I'll put in more of an effort to update both within reasonable time.
Anyway, enough of my ranting, here's chapter 16!!!

"Esme," I said slowly and soothingly, "what happened? What's wrong?"

In response to my questions she simply held up a piece of paper for me to read. As I took it and started to read, tears welled up in my eyes and dropped onto the paper, making some of the freshly written ink run down the page.

As I finished it Jasper came over and took it from me, placing it on the table, not even bothering to read it.

I turned to him and buried my face into his chest, staining his shirt and just shaking my head when he would ask if I was okay or what the note was about.

Not being able to stand in the same room as all of them when this whole situation was clearly my fault, I turned and dashed up the stairs, running to Jasper's room and throwing myself on the bed.

"Oh God," I sobbed, "this is entirely fault."

Jasper's POV
After Bella ran up the stairs and—from the sound of it—into my bedroom, I reached down and picked up the note I'd taken from her earlier. The note that had my whole family and the girl I loved in devastation.

I wasn't quite sure if I wanted to read it or not, but I needed to know what was going on. Even though I feared I already knew.

I looked down at the piece of paper in my hand and read it quickly.

It said;

Dear Everyone,
before I begin, I just want you to all know that I love you all dearly, you will always be on my mind and in my heart and I will never forget you.
I'm sorry, so very sorry, and I know I'm going to hurt you all by doing this, but I'm leaving. I don't know for how long, and I don't know where I'm going. Please don't try and come after me. You won't ever find me. Not unless I want you to. And at the moment, I can't let that happen.
I have things that I need to finish, things that I can't do while I'm with all of you.
We'll see each other again someday, but for now, I want you to all be happy and go on with your lives. Please, for me, don't wallow in sadness.
And finally, Jasper and Bella, I want you two to be happy and be there for each other. It's what's meant to be.
I love you all. Don't ever doubt that.
Goodbye. X

Oh, God.

I let the paper fall to the ground. I looked up, barely able to meet the gazes of my family, their eyes filled with sorrow and pity. I didn't deserve their feelings. I didn't deserve to have them there, all feeling sorry for me, when I was the main reason this had happened. The main reason they're all in pain right now.

In fact, come to think of it; the only other time I'd seen them like this, was at the airport, after we found out what happened to Edward. That was my fault too, overall. If I hadn't attacked Bella, he wouldn't have left, she wouldn't have become depressed and needed to befriend Jacob, she wouldn't have jumped off that cliff and Edward wouldn't have gone and gotten himself killed thinking Bella was dead. And now I've caused this loving, caring bunch of people to loose yet another of the people they love from my stupid, irresponsible actions.

I don't regret being with Bella. I don't regret what we have become. But I do regret the way we went about it. I should have talked to Alice—we should have—and explained it all in the beginning. Right now, anything, even Alice hating me, would be better than this situation.

But we can't erase the past, no matter how hard we try.

It's the truth. The horrible, painful truth.

From upstairs I heard Bella muttering to herself, repeating the four words over and over again, and I realized with a pang of selfishness, that I was not in this alone, and that I still had Bella to look after. Not doubt she'd be taking this worse then us all.

Before I could even make a move towards the stairs though, Esme was up with a curious, nervous look on her saddened face, and running up the stairs, on her way to comfort the girl I loved.

On her way to do what I should have been doing from the start.

Bella's POV
"It's all my fault. It's all my fault. It's all my fault. It's all my fault."

I repeated my mantra over and over again, whilst rocking back and forth, holding the pillow that I was staining with my tears in a death grip against my chest. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop the waves of guilt that washed over me, nor could I stop the steady flow of tears running down my cheeks. The more I tried, the harder they fell.

"It's all my fault. It's all my fault. It's all my fault. It's all my fault."

If I hadn't fallen for Jasper, this never would have happened. Hadn't I caused this family enough grief? Was it my destiny to ruin the perfect existence they had going before I showed up? If so, I'd rather die than complete my destiny. I was sick of bringing heartache and tragedy wherever I went. Edward. Jacob. Alice. Jasper. All the Cullens. Even my father and mother! None of them deserved any of it, yet there I go, bringing it crashing down on them.

"It's all my fault. It's all my fault. It's all—"

I was interrupted by a cold hand on my hair. At first I thought it was Jasper, here to try and comfort me, but when I looked up and took in the soft caramel curls and heart-shaped face of Esme, I was shocked… and relieved. Seeing Jasper right now would just make me cry harder. Then I'd never be able to apologize.

"Sweetheart," Esme said softly, still in mother-mode even in the midst of all her pain, "it's okay honey. It's going to be okay."

I wailed out another sob and clutched at her—forgetting my pillow—burying my face in the crook of her neck.

"No it's not Esme," I whispered out between my tears, "this is all my fault! What is wrong with me?!"

Esme pulled me back so that she could look at me, and I realized for the first time that the whole family—what was left of it—was gathered in the doorway, Jasper looking like he very much wanted to rush to my side, but held back, knowing there would be time, and he would be there when I truly needed him.

He looked directly into my eyes, and a whole conversation happened between us in the space of a few seconds, and without any words needed.

We both knew what had to be done.

It was time for the family to know the truth.

"How?" Esme asked softly, bringing my attention back to her.

When I looked at her in confusion, she repeated the question, only adding more so I'd understand in my shocked state.

"How is it all your fault darling?"

Hearing my own words repeated for me made the never ending tears fall harder, but I knew I had to tell her. I knew I had to say it.

"Because," I gasped as my body shook with sobs, "I'm in love with Jasper."