Hey people! This is my second fanfic. It's a one-shot because I'm just too lazy to write a multi-chapter fic. So, I'm one of those people who believes that Jane isn't a complete monster. I mean, so she hates Bella, I'm sure a lot of people want to kill Bella or at least severely injure her. Anyway, Jane's order to execute Bree Tanner was done with no emotions, right? Well, I think not. Here is my best shot at justifying Jane's thinking.
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. In case you're wondering, that's a good thing. I don't want to be associated with sparkly vampires.
My black dress ruffles as I sit down. I can hear Alec moving around in the room next to mine. I smile bitterly as I think of how light-hearted my brother is. I am different. I dwell on things. Things like problems. Problems like Bree Tanner. The first time I saw her, I was shocked. Was Victoria's army turning children into vampires at such a young age? I was loathe to admit it, but when I saw her, the spark of youth in her wide eyes called out to me. In those eyes, I saw the pain of betrayal, fear, and most of all, love. I could tell that she had loved, and the one she loved had disappeared. I was reminded of my own life. A long, long time ago, I too had loved. I closed my eyes and remembered.
'I screamed until my voice went hoarse. They had stormed our house. My brother and I were taken. My parents just stood there and watched their only children being taken away. My father had a small smile on his face. As Alec was being pulled out the door, I scanned the crowd for a compassionate face. Seeing John, my heart gave an involuntary flutter. "Save me, John!" His eyes widened. My head buzzed in relief. "It's okay, John will help us. We're safe," I muttered to my brother.
Alec gasped, "No Jane, he won't" He pointed to John
I glanced again, and that was when my heart broke. John, the person I had gave my heart and soul to, was turning away from me. I stopped struggling and allowed the townspeople to drag me away.'
I pulled myself out of the painful memory. I once had a person who I adored. My love had betrayed me though, and I would never be truly happy again. The thought of this girl, Bree, going through all the pain that I did, made me shudder. In that moment, I made my decision.
"Get rid of that," I had said to Felix. Then I walked away.
That girl would never have to go through the agony of having a life void of love.