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(Jaspers P.O.V)
I waited for Alice to see what I have done. For her to run away from me, because I'm a monster. I saw that family and I couldn't help myself. I wasn't thinking. It has only been one year since I've met Alice the lost love of my life. She has gone to steal some deer for us. But now she'll leave me all alone. I feel like ripping off my head. The last member of the family was a little girl. She saw me murder her whole family, she also begged me not to kill her. But my thirst wouldn't let control myself. I have been sitting here for two long hours in human blood thinking of what I should do. If I could cry right now I would, if I could take back what I just did I would. If I could prevent Alice from finding them I would. She has so much control that I wish I had , she has so much strength that I want badly. She has been helping me for eighteen long months and now I throw all that away for five minutes. I smell her scent coming closer. I start to tense up. This woman has loved me for years even though we met last year, and now I will break her unbeating heart. She stopped in her tracks and looked at me. I start ripping out my hair.
"Hey, I like your hair Goldie Locks," she laughed.
"Alice, forgive me please." I begged.
"Jazz, calm down I saw you doing this. Remember I can see the future," she said while smiling.
"Aren't going to leave me or run away?" I asked confused.
"Why would I Jazz?" she said while grabbing my hand.
"I killed a whole family and you think it's ok?"
"No, but I know you didn't mean to. Jazz, I love you for your flaws, not for how much self-control you have. Ok?"
"Ok."
We stood there just looking into each others eyes. Later she would help me bury the victims of my attack. She never judged me for my mistakes, never looked at me in disgust, never ran away. Actually she stayed closed, I hope we find these Cullens soon so we could stay in one spot. If Alice has hope that we will find them so do I. I'm sorry for ever doubting her. I think I'm following in love with a stranger. She has this joy that she wears all the time . That I can't even project even if I wanted too.