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There's probably going to be a lot of cursing in this story
I'm also sorry if my spellings bad, My spell check's not working for some reason
Well anyway I hope you like it
And sorry its short

3 years after the Cullen's left
Jasper POV

Sneaking past the guards was easy. It always was. They were too occupied watching the inmates than to notice a blur run past them. The Cullen's would be disappointed in me if they knew what I was doing. Alice. She had probably seen this a long time ago. She shouldn't care, she left me for the golden boy. I was too much of an embarrassment to be with so she divorced me to be with doucheward.

I hid in a dark corner stalking, choosing my target. Over the past two years I had gone back to hunting humans. Unlike my brother and his wife who would search the streets to choose their meal, I preferred to search the local prisons. I would feed from them, then burry them miles away to burry them. Everyone would assume that the prisoner had escaped but they would never find the body. This was a co-ed prison where they just kept the genders separated. Right now they were having their outside time with only a fence separating the males and females. I only fed off of the males though.

I was brought out of my thoughts by the smell of blood and the sound of yelling. Two of the women in the yard were fighting it out. I kept looking for a meal while listening to the fight.

"You bitch!" one yelled at the other

"What can I say, Jonathan just likes me more" the other said in a calm tone and you could almost hear the smirk in her voice.

"He's mine you whore!" the first yelled. I could hear the air move as she tried to punch the other girl but missed. I didn't pay them much attention because I hadn't fed in weeks. I heard footsteps running toward the fight.

"Ragan Cortez solitary confinement. Now!" I heard a guard yell. The first girl, Regan, hesitated before walking towards the prison doors where a guard handcuffed her.

"Isabella Swan, how many times have I told you to stop antagonizing the other girls." a guard sighed. My head snapped up. almost three years I hadn't even thought of the human girl I once knew, but now she stands only 50 yards away from me. She had grown up to be a beautiful woman. Her hips were wider and chest bigger. Her hair ran down her back in soft brown ringlets. Her mouth still had that sexy pout.

"Well the bitch cant keep her fucking mouth shut" she almost growled. I was shocked. I would have never expected little Isabella Swan to speak like that. Who would have expected her to end up in jail. What had she done?

"Just go back to your room Swan" The guard sighed.

Bella laughed "Whatever Swenson" the turned towards the prison. A guard just followed her, not even handcuffing her. An obviously new guard approached the one that had just spoken to Bella.

"Why wasn't she punished?" the new one asked

"She's been here for almost three years. Always starting fights and doing things she shouldn't. She used to almost live in solitary confinement because she was put in it so often, but we just took her out because it wasn't doing anything. She has her own room so she doesn't fight with the other inmates. This place is practically her home. She'll sneak around, wandering into places she shouldn't be. She's incredibly smart too. Once we found her just sitting by the entrance. She could have escaped by just walkig out the gate but she didn't. When we ask her why she didn't run she just says that she has nothing outside of here. We know she wont run so we pretty much just let her do what she wants" the guard told the newbie.

"What did she do to get locked up in here" the newbie asked. I listened intently wanting to know what had happened.

The guard looked around. They were not supposed to tell personal information about the inmates including what they had done. The guard leaned in a little closer, but I could still hear.

"She killed someone"

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