A/N: Sequel to "Little Red", you don't have to have red that story to read this once, but you should check it out anyway! Songs used in this story: 99 Problems by Hugo, Sweet Dreams by Marilyn Manson.


If you're having girl problems,
I feel bad for you son,
I got 99 problems,
And a bitch ain't one.

The foul song spills from Jasper's stereo in the room upstairs that he and Alice share. I've heard the lyrics once before on the radio, sung by someone called Jay-Z. But this version that Jasper plays is more of a country song.

Tip my hat to the sun in the west,
Feel the beat right in my chest,
At the crossroads a second time,
Make the devil change his mind,
It's a pound of flesh but it's really a ton,
99 problems and a bitch ain't one.

The urge to race upstairs and tear Jasper's throat out has had my venom boiling for the past few days. But upon hearing his moans of pleasure – signalling that he's touching himself – I see red.

He doesn't know I'm here. And I'm torn between leaving and setting him on fire.

As I turn to leave, Jasper moans Bella's name and I freeze with hand on the front door knob. He's thinking of Bella. Not Alice. Jasper is touching himself because of Bella.

Isn't it bad enough that just three days ago he was having his way with Bella on her couch?

If you're having girl problems,
I feel bad for you son,
I got 99 problems and a bitch ain't one.
99 problems,
But a bitch ain't one.

I cringe as I enter Jasper's mind and see images of Bella splayed out on the hood of one of Jasper's muscle cars.

Jasper's country music bursts from the car stereo as he climbs on top of the love of my existence.

Like broken glass under my feet,
I could lose my mind in this heat,
Looking for the prize,
but I don't want blood.

"Jasper." Bella moans, her head tossed back. Her mouth falls open as Jasper begins to press open-mouthed kisses to her neck, while grinding into her.

I pull out of Jasper's mind and images of Bella tossing and turning beneath Jasper on Halloween assaults my memory. My own brother could make Bella moan like that, when I never could.

Against my better judgement, I seep back into Jasper's mind just in time to see him unclasp Bella's bra and throw it behind him. With a smirk, he lowers his head and wraps his lips around once of Bella's pink nipples.

I order one drink,
Then I drink the flood,
Well, you can come inside,
But your friends can't come,
99 problems and a bitch ain't one.

I should either leave or confront him right now. I shouldn't be spying on his thoughts. Even if they are with the girl I love.

I should kill him.

If you're having girl problems,
I feel bad for you son,
I got 99 problems and a bitch ain't one.
I got 99, 99,
99, 99, 99 problems,
But a bitch ain't one.

As the horrible song finishes and a new one starts – I recognise this song to be by Marilyn Mason, another horrible singer Jasper listens to – Jasper locks eyes with Bella before pulling down her denim shorts.

Sweet dreams are made of these,
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas,
Everybody's looking for something.

I barely contain my growl when I see Jasper bury his head between Bella's legs.

"Oh God, Jasper!" Bella says his name like a prayer. One of her small hands wraps into Jasper's shaggy blond hair, forcing him closer to her. "More."

Apparently, Jasper obliges, because Bella's eyes immediately widen and she tosses her head back.

"Fuck," Bella mutter, wrapping her legs around Jasper's shoulders.

Some of them want to use you,
Some of them want to get used by you,
Some of them want to abuse you,
Some of them want to be abused.

Jasper pulls away with a smirk and Bella attempts to growl at him.

"Why'd you stop?" Bella growls.

With his knowing smirk, Jasper tosses of his shirt before snapping open the buckle of his belt, yanking his zip down, and letting his jeans, along with his boxers, fall to his ankles.

Sweet dreams are made of these,
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas,
Everybody's looking for something.

As Bella realises what Jasper wants, she smiles, and my heart breaks all over again.

Jasper yanks her forward, so her legs are hanging off the hood of the car.

Some of them want to use you,
Some of them want to get used by you,
Some of them want to abuse you,
Some of them want to be abused.

Jasper once again locks eyes with Bella, before slipping into her with a thrust of his hips.

Bella wraps her legs around his waist, somehow letting Jasper go deeper and the two of them let out a moan. Bella sits up, and with both hand on his shoulders, she forces Jasper closer to her, so her chest is right against his. Their naked bodies fitting together like puzzle pieces.

I wanna use you and abuse you,
I wanna know what's inside you,
Moving on, moving on,
Moving on, moving on,
Moving on, moving on,
Moving on.

With one hand cupping Bella's ass as leverage, Jasper moves his other hand to tangle in Bella's hair, before covering her mouth with his.

Jasper thrusts slowly, rolling his hips against hers.

"You are such a tease." Bella groans, her lips still brushing against Jasper's. Sweat covers their bodies, and the sound of their skin slapping torments my ears.

Sweet dreams are made of these,
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas,
Everybody's looking for something.

"I can tease too." Bella smirks. She clenches around Jasper's length, and his eyes nearly roll into the back of his head.

"Damn cocktease," Jasper mutters with his head thrown back.

Some of them want to use you,
Some of them want to get used by you,
Some of them want to abuse you,
Some of them want to be abused.

Jasper speeds up his movements drastically, and Bella lets out an appreciative moan.

I pull out of Jasper's thoughts just as his lips meet Bella's once more, their kiss too sloppy to be considered anything but a kiss for love.

I'm gonna use you and abuse you,
I'm gonna know what's inside,
Gonna use you and abuse you,
I'm gonna know what's inside you.

As the song finishes, I hear Jasper let out a shout like he's been burned.

I yank the door open, but I know Jasper will have heard it. Which means that he knows that I know now.

"Edward!" I hear Jasper yell front porch. But I'm already making my way through the woods, running at inhuman speed.

Cat's out of the bag.