I leaned against the alley wall, smoking a cigarette calmly. I glanced at my cell phone. This was the appointed time. He said he would be here. I heard a car pull up, and I snuffed out the cigarette and pocketed my phone. I heard three car doors slam, and Edward, Alice, and Bella walked out of the gloom and towards me. Good. He brought an audience to his ass whooping. Edward sauntered towards me, and stopped a good ten feet away. The wind hit us, and I hunched my shoulders, stuffing my hands into my jeans pockets. For a long time, there was silence.

"What the hell do you want?" I growled. Edward walked forward, and stopped a few inches in front of me. I eyed him for a long time. I had no idea why he wanted me to meet him in the middle of nowhere on a night like this, but with Edward you don't usually question him.

"Hit me." Was all he said. I raised an eyebrow.

"What?" He stared at me like I was stupid.

"Hit me." I frowned.

"Why?" he glared at me.

"So I have an excuse to knock you on your arrogant ass," he spat. My frown turned into a growl. No one insulted me. Not even my friends. Edward had bossed me around for far too long. Now it was time he started to get a little taste of his own medicine. I punched him so hard and fast that he went reeling. He stumbled a bit, and then came back with a punch of his own. I ducked, and came up with an uppercut. He blocked, and kneed me hard in the chest. I went down wheezing. Mother fucker.

I rolled across the ground and hopped back up to my feet. Edward circled me, grinning.

"Is that the best you got?" he sneered. I growled, and lunged at him. I knocked him down, and we rolled for a bit before I punched him solidly in the jaw a couple of times. I straddled his waist and started to pound the shit out of him. I hit his nose, and I heard a sickening crunch. Immediately, blood started pouring out. I cracked him a good one across the cheek bone, and he cried out. He kicked me off of him, but I kicked him in the ribs as he stood over me. He went down on one knee, and I bashed his face into my knee. He growled, and pushed me down, stepping on my ankle viciously. I screamed, and tried to roll away. He kicked me in the side hard, and I felt the breath leave my lungs. He grabbed a fistful of my hair, brought my face up, and slammed his knee into it, much the same way that I slammed mine into his. I fell backward, stars dancing across my vision. Suddenly pain exploded in my chest, and I screamed. I curled into the fetal position, but he merely kicked me in the back. I straightened out in pure agony. I swear he broke my back. Who knew he could fight so well?

Edward then dragged me over to a pole, and slumped me up against it. I looked up at him, dazed and confused. Hell, I thought we were friends. What the fuck happened?

"Apologize," he demanded. Now I was fucking confused.

"For what?" I slurred. I tasted blood in my mouth. I shook my head. Edward growled, and slammed the back of my head harder into the metal pole. The stars grew brighter.

"For screwing my girlfriend and sister behind my fucking back you bastard!" he snarled. I blinked at him through swollen eyes, and laughed. So this was what this was about. Edward was mad that Alice cheated on him with me.

"Look man, I…" he didn't give me any warning.

"You fucking bastard. Rot in hell." I heard a flick, and then my own piercing scream, muted by blood gurgling in my mouth. And then another scream. This one was Bella's. I tried to figure out what was going on. I looked up, and Edward was scrambling away from me, a horrific look on his face. Alice was pulling a sobbing Bella away from me. I looked down. I coughed, and blood spurted out of my mouth and dribbled down my chin. The handle of a switch blade protruded from my chest. I touched it lightly and winced. Well what a pickle I was in. If I left the blade in, I would die. If I took it out, I would die of blood loss in a matter of minutes. What to do…I heard Bella's screams cut through the air, and I blinked the blood out of my eyes. Edward and Alice were pulling her back to the car, but she was clawing at them, fighting them every bit of the way. I smiled. That's my Bella. She saw my weak smile and screamed even harder. For the first time I could make out what she was saying.

"He's dying! Let me go, he's dying! Let me go! Let me go! Jasper! Jasper!" she screamed, tears streaming down her face. I blew her a kiss, and she started sobbing. She went limp, and the last thing I saw before my vision faded was her being dragged across the dark asphalt towards their get away car.