Hello readers…I've taken a look back at this and it's just awful…Then again I wrote it when I was about 14-15, so I re-vamping it (no pun intended). Hope the improvements live up to your hopes :D

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story…I just make them do as I please, haha.

Alice's POV

Oh god, what's wrong with me?

I've never wanted to cry so much in my life! Jasper has been so affectionate lately, but I haven't been interested and I don't know why...I mean it's not like I didn't want to, just look at him!

That chiselled body, his soft, blonde hair and that beautiful smile that could turn you into a puddle of goo...

But...but now it's like having a crush on your best friend's brother, you know he's hot but it could never happen. A few decades ago I would have killed just to feel his soft breath on my cheek, or see him horse back in his confederate uniform...ohhh now that was hot!

Except now I was starting drift away from him, I just didn't feel the same way that I did back then...

I was beginning to think maybe Jazz wasn't my true mate, but I couldn't bear to hurt him, I still had feelings for him but not in a love way more of a, caring big sister way.

I had to find a way to leave him but let him move on without getting the Volturi involved.

Great…here comes that hot hunk of fur that started all of this in the first place, with that bitch on his arm!

If that girl wasn't my niece I swear to God, Deity or Big Bang Theory, I would rip her to shreds!

Nessie flipped her long, ginger hair over her shoulder and gave him a kiss on the cheek...

He should be MINE! Not hers! She doesn't deserve him, she's never had to suffer...

* Flashback *

Not again please, no Daddy please I'm sorry! I didn't do anything wrong! Please, I'm begging you, stop! Help me!

Someone?

Anyone?

Help Me!

My internal pleas remained unheard…

My face was red apart from two pinkish streaks where the blood had been diluted by tears.

I begged him to stop...to spare me, just for one night. But no, when his rampage had begun there was no stopping him.

The next thing I remember that night was being thrown out of a cart and left on the street corner under a street lamp to die, frightened, alone and emotionally damaged.

There was no-one to tell me everything was going to be okay, to stroke my hair or hum a lullaby softly in my ear. But there was nothing left for me in this world…then there was a man.

I say a man, a divine beauty radiated from him and his eyes were a deep shade of gold, and his blond, velvet hair swept across his flawless face.

He kneeled beside me, cupped my cheek, brought his lips millimetres from my ear…whispering in the most gorgeous English accent, something so strange to me then, but little did I know, they would be my last words of memory.

"I'm so, so sorry..."

I rattled my brain to think what he could mean…Then I felt a stabbing pain in my neck then the agonizing burn, oh good God what was happening? My body tossed and writhed in anguish. I looked up at the blond man who had kneeled by my side, he scooped me up as if I were a small child, my torso still convulsing and burning. Tears welled in my eyes. I tried to speak but the words choked in my throat then as the godly man stroked my face and placed a cold kiss on my forehead, my eyes blurred and darkened.

*Flashback Ends *

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