Why was I doing this? After all that has happened, why did I leave to help the one who hurt me the most? I blinked a tear away as Alice was pulling me through the crowded Italian airport. We were now on our way to Volterra to save Edward.
I scoffed mentally as I thought about all I had been through because of him. I may be over him but I was not over the fact that he and his family, my old family, had abandoned me. I fell into a deep depression. I had become totally dependent on their family, what's worse is I had real family who I had token for granted. I don't think I can ever make it up to Charlie enough. He was there when they weren't, there when I couldn't stand to look at myself.
This trip in Volterra was quick, we were in and out in less than a day. I stopped Edward from exposing himself, made a deal with the Volturi and now I'm going to have to deal with Sparkles and his families attitude towards me. He thinks that just because I saved him that we are back together and that I'm now part of the family again. Fuck that. I would rather die. We were back at the Cullen's house when I finally told them how I felt.
Before they could open their mouths I spoke. "Look, I don't want to be with you nor do I want to be apart of your family. You're not good for me. Don't worry though I'm sure you'll find another pet your kind gets easily distracted after all." And with that I walked back out to my truck and drove calmly home. I thought it would be hard to tell them I didn't want to be with them, instead I was having a hard time trying not to laugh. And for once after this year of hurting and finding myself again, I felt a huge weight being lifted off my heart. I felt free.
Needless to say, I did not feel free when I came home to find Jasper in my room. I was pretty sure I was going to die. "What are you doing here Jasper?"