DRENCHED: A Song in 36 verses

These are very short chapters; they are not word-counted drabbles because let's face it, I'm jumping on this bandwagon but I'm far too lazy to do it properly. The shortest chapters are no less than 100 words, none are longer than 1000. I will post two or three times a day, depending on how long they are, until we're done.

All chapters are from Jasper's POV.

Warnings: Slash. Character death. Get your Kleenex ready.

The medical condition described is fictional; any similarity to real illnesses is coincidental.

Betas & pre-readers: HoochieMomma, EvilGiraffe82, TruceOver. It would be totally fail without you. Any errors remaining are all mine.

Thanks to Nick90990 for helping with information about the US college system.

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Twilight characters belong to SM. Prologue lyrics belong to Billie Joe Armstrong. No copyright infringement intended.


here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are

1. The first time I saw Edward, I didn't notice him. I realize that sounds crazy – if I didn't notice him, how do I know that I saw him? He told me about it so many times afterwards – he liked to give me a hard time about it. I've searched my memory over and over, desperate to recall that encounter. I find it hard to believe that I could have seen him, but not noticed him. Not been startled by his face. Not been mesmerized by his voice. But I just can't. I trusted him, of course. If he said it happened, then I'm sure it did. It's just so frustrating that I can't remember.