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Chapter 1

(the romance starts next chapter)

Jasper's Prov.

I was feeling so warm. I pulled my eyes open with an effort. I saw so much red on my hands. My lips were on her throat, her heartbeats getting weaker. The guilt was going to hit soon, and it was going to hurt... But I was still euphoric at the delicious blood, even as she died it was so warm. Ang--no, my victim, was still screaming in pain. I didn't care. Not now. The beautiful strawberry red consumed my entire being as her screams faded and her body stopped convulsing. A huge explosion of marble came from the wall. Edward suddenly appeared and knocked me away from the body, flanked by the rest of the family. Bella stared, horrified, at Angela's corpse. I didn't even try to say anything. I knew I was guilty. Alice, Esme, and Rosalie stood protectively over Bella while Emmett and Edward held me. Carlisle examined Angela.

"She's dead." He said in a strangled voice, while Bella was turning more and more green with nasuea and pain. I could feel the emotions rolling off the family; disappointment, anger, sadness, guilt, and, most hurtfully, disgust.

"WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!!"Emmett roared angrily.

"He wasn't..." Edward murmured. Bella was just standing there silently, tears rolling down her face. It struck me hard when I realized this was Angela, Bella's best friend, whom she had sat next to and chatted to. This was a girl who had little brothers and parents and the life we all wanted. And I stole it. The strength of the guilt was much stronger than I would have thought it would have been. It threatened to crush me. I turned away from them, ashamed. Alice whispered,

"How could you Jasper?" I looked down. I couldn't meet her eyes. I felt so... sick with myself. A minute passed in silence. Everyone was too shocked to move. Five minutes passed when finally Alice gave a sigh and said,

"Well, we'll have to move again." Bella gave a cry of horror and shot a look at Edward.

"Don't worry" he growled. "I won't leave you again." Bella sighed, her aura of relief clouding my senses. After a few moments Carlisle said, "I'll clean up. Alice, can you get the bleach?"

"W-what are y-you g-g-going to do w-w-with her b-b-b-b-body?" Bella asked, trembling.

Carlisle sighed.

"We're going to burn it, of course."

"You c-can't. H-h-her parents deserve to have her b-back."

"She's right. If I hadn't tried to kill myself---"Bella flinched"-- when my baby died I would have wanted him back, even if only his empty body." Esme said with a fierce expression. The guilt became a hundred times worse. I said in a cracked voice,

"I'll help."

If you're looking for romance, there's plenty in the next few chapters.