Chapter One
Jasper's Point of View
I walked out of the inviting, brightly lit electronics store into the dark street. I reminded me of how Bella would welcome Edward's cold arms after being outside in the snow- the store wouldn't normally appeal to me, but the lights were so welcoming, I decided to stroll in, telling Bella that she would find me in here after she bought a new copy of Wuthering Heights in Port Angeles's one small book store.
I walked quickly to the small store around the corner, wondering what was taking Bella so long.
As I neared the shop, it hit me.
The first thought that came to me as my throat lit on fire and my muscles tensed, forcing me into a menacing crouch, my teeth automatically bared, was, Bella.
There was no mistaking that scent. That was her blood. And it couldn't just be a bleeding lip or a paper cut, for the scent was strong, nearly taking me over.
After running back as far as I could from the scent, I tore out my cell phone and called Carlisle.
"Jasper?" he asked, curiosity burning with worry. I rarely called anyone, save Alice.
"I can smell her blood, Carlisle. There's a lot of it. I'm in Port Angeles, near that little electronics store."
"We'll be there in half an hour."
*28 minutes later*
Edward's Point of View
We pulled in with a screech to the electronics store. Her scent hit me like a wrecking ball.
Without hesitation I ran to it, coming to an alley about a block and a half away from the car, Carlisle on my toes.
She sat loosely, propped up against the brick wall behind her. Her white button-down shirt was open, bloody, and torn. Her jeans were covered in blood, the fly down.
I set to work instinctively. I tore off my own shirt and pulled it over my head. I could hear Jasper a block away unzip his jacket for her to use. It seemed he already knew what had happened.
Carlisle placed his hand on her wrist, checking her pulse. It's a bit slower than it should be. She must have lost a lot of blood.
I gently picked her up, whispering comforts as she began to stir.
*62 minutes later (at the Cullen's house)*
By the time we got home, Bella was fully awake. Jasper got home before us and I heard his frantic thoughts for his little sister as he sat in a tree not far from the house.
*5 minutes earlier*
Emmett's Point of View
Jasper came speeding down our long driveway, typical for him.
What was strange was how he came quickly into the house, and ran to me.
"Bella's hurt. She's bleeding a lot."
"She… what?" I asked. Of course Bella got hurt and bled a lot, but his tone of voice worried me. She falls all of the time, we usually never worry about it.
"We were in Port Angeles, we split up-"
"Why the h*ll [I still can't bring myself to say (type) it] would you split up in a place like that?! She could have been raped or something!" I interrupted.
He paused for a long moment, starring at my face.
Finally he spoke. "She was."