Okay, so this is a redo of my story Sail Away. It'll be darker, more angsty, and hopefully more realistic. I found a lot of problems with the original, so I hope this is better. Still the same premise, just done better. Yes it is Bella/Jasper. Jacob is not present.

Also, go vote for which title you like better: Rainy Days or Sail Away.

Sail away, it's time to leave
Rainy days, are yours to keep
Fade away, the night is calling my name
You will stay, I'll sail away

The clouds seemed to cry on me as I trudged to my truck, carrying the sack of groceries I had just bought. Some eggs, milk, bread, vegetables, steak. Simple things. I liked simple things. They were the only things keeping me from falling back into a catatonic state. The only things that kept me from wanting to fall back into that state.

My hair was soaking, my clothes sticking to my shivering skin, my jacket being used to cover the recently broken window of my truck. The downpour just added to the darkening of my mood, and I had to rely on the simple things to keep my sanity. The onions and mushrooms will go wonderfully with the steak.

I shivered, chilled to the bone. Bone. Bone white. Like his skin…No. Stop. The bread and eggs will make delicious French toast. The milk will taste good with that. Simple things. Simple things.

Lightening struck, thunder roared. I thought of baseball, and a lump formed in my throat. No. Simple things, Bella. Simple thi-

Another flash illuminated the parking lot, revealing a lone silhouette: Tall, muscular, pale…

It couldn't be.

The bag dropped from my hand, the eggs shattering, the milk carton bursting. Within a second it was gone, along with the faint shimmer of hope from my heart.

As I got ready for bed, I stared out of the window into the storm. The lightening flashed brightly, but no silhouette appeared this time. It was all in your head, Bella, I thought as I pulled a brush through my wet hair. I sat on the edge of the window sill, suddenly aware that tears were freely streaming down my cheeks.

Another flash of lightening illuminated the yard, and a movement in the oak tree caught my eye. As I stared at the spot, now dark, I saw two gleaming black eyes, looking directly at me.

I jumped up, the hem of my nightdress catching on the window latch. I tumbled to the ground, hitting my head on the edge of my desk. A crack resonated through the room, and the smell of blood reached my nose. The room spun and faded, and the last thing I saw before I blacked out was the two black eyes in front of me, and a set of gleaming, sharp teeth.

"Bella? Bella, can you hear me? Are you alright? Bella, say something." A beautiful, silky voice whispered frantically in my ear. Such a lovely voice, strangely familiar…

"Bella?" Smooth, cool hands were shaking my shoulders. The touch felt so nice, like I had been craving it for an eternity.

"Bella!" I felt a jolt of emotions rush through me, waking me out of my reverie. I opened my eyes to see a pair of dark eyes staring at me with concern. My heart ached at the sight of them.

"Jasper?" I tried to sit up, but the vampire pushed me back down. I looked around, shocked to see I was in the backseat of a car. A very nice car that I was bleeding on.

"What happened?" I asked, afraid to close my eyes. This had to be a dream. Jasper really couldn't be back.

"You hit your head pretty hard. I brought you out here to bandage you up." I touched my head, feeling the sticky cloth encircling the wound.

"Ouch. Well, I've had wor-Jasper! Your shirt! It's all torn and-" I stopped, realizing where my bandage had come from. "Oh…"He smiled weakly, the lower half of his chest gleaming in the moonlight. The sight of it sent shivers down my back.

"I better get you to a hospital, before something gets infected. I just didn't want to alert all of Forks of my presence." He smiled apologetically, helping me slowly sit up. I watched his face, noticing he was carefully not breathing.

"Jasper, how did you bandage my head? Your bloodlust…"

"Is still as raging as it was before we left. You don't know how close you came to dying tonight," He said, voice husky with guilt. I bit my lip, staring at the ground.

"Well…I'm not dead. So, thank you, Jasper."

He laughed darkly. "Oh, thanks for scaring you, causing you to fall, black out, nearly kill you, then bandage you up in the backseat of my car instead of taking you to the hospital? Or thanks for attacking you on your birthday, nearly killing you, and causing Edward to leave?!"

I looked away, his name tearing at the hole in my chest. My lip quivered, but I held back the tears as best I could.

Jasper's face softened, and he crouched down, bringing his face dangerously close to mine. "Don't cry, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything. I'll leave now, I'll go and let you go on with your life." He moved to get up, but I held on to his arm.

"Don't go. Not yet. Not just yet." I took a deep breath, composing myself. "It wasn't your fault, Jasper. You can't help it."

He scoffed. "How many times have I heard that? It was my fault. It's my fault that you smell so appetizing, that images of your lifeless body keep flashing through my mind." He shoved me against the car door, our faces nearly touching. "It's my fault that I want to sink my teeth into your neck, drain you of blood. It's my fault. It always will be." He pulled back, slumping against the seat, sobbing.

"Jasper, what's wrong?" I asked, scooting next to him. He turned away, clenching his fists. "You've never been this emotional before."

He turned to face me, his expression so hurt that I knew he would be crying if he could.

"What is it, Jasper? Did something happen to Alice?" I was starting to panic. Why wouldn't he just tell me?!

"I was here looking for…Edward. And Alice. They've gone missing. I'm scared, Bella. I'm really scared."

So, what'dya think? Please tell me!!! R&R! Yes, I know it's short. The other chapters will be longer.

Anna