Goodbye For Now (Twilight Fan Fic)

Injured

"Hey Carlisle," Edward tries to grin, but the damage to his face doesn't alllow it.

"Hi," Jasper smiles slightly at me.

It takes me a minute to answer. "Hi," I choke out. The boys laugh at my expression.

Edward sighs deeply and then cries out in pain as his leg fully heals. Jasper and I wince at the cracking sound it makes.

Immediately Ella walks in with a glass of animal blood. She smiles at me as she hands the glass to Edward. "Hi Doctor Cullen," She murmurs, before walking out the room again. 

Jasper gives me a questioning look. "You've met?" 

I look down at my shoes. Courtesy of Alice, of course. They're too shiny. "I showed them the animal diet," I mutter, walking to sit next to Edward on the arm of the sofa Jasper isn't occupying. 

"They admire you," Edward murmurs.

I give him a stern look. "You shouldn't be talking."

He rolls his eyes, but then winces as it agitates his face. "Sorry," He mutters, grinning slightly. Jasper's grinning too; being affected by Edward's mood I suppose. 

We sit in silence for a while. Edward opens his mouth to say something now and then, but never says anything. "I'm sorry," He croaks out after a while. Jasper and I turn to him. "For leaving." 

"Don't be sorry," Jasper replies, patting his knee. "You had every right to leave. We're just glad that the Hatters were there to stop you killing yourself."

"Me too," Edward smiles slightly. 

"Me too!" Ella exclaims, bouncing into the room. "I was the one that saved him." 

"Stop bragging, El," Mary smiles at her sister, nudging her shoulder slightly. Edward grins at them as the rest of the family walk into the room. 

"Jazz, I think we should go now," I say to him, and we both stand. 

"You could stay, if you like," Mary offers kindly, but behind her back I see Ella roll her eyes. 

"No, no. We should go," I smile, and wave at Edward before walking out the room. Jasper waves too. 

When we leave both of our smiles fall. "We keep causing him pain," Jasper whispers with an injured air.

"Don't blame yourself, Jazz," I answer gently. "Emmett did this, not you."

"I should have known, though," He groans. "When Emmett saw Edward, there was so much anger coming off him... I can't explain it. I should have known."

I can tell there is no point in trying to talk Jasper out of whatever guilt he's talking himself into, so I stay silent.

"Alice will be happy to talk to him again," I comment.

"I'm not sure he'll be happy to talk to her, though," He replies quietly. "In History... He said that she doesn't care if we're happy, as long as we're well dressed, and when he spoke about her he felt an odd mixture of love and annoyance."

"He has a point about that," I whisper as quietly as I can, hoping Jasper won't hear. He does though, and irritation flashes across his face.

"I know," is his unexpected reply.