A/N: Thanks to my one reviewer and to the...three (I think) people who put this on Story Alert! You guys made me smile like a dork! So, here's Edward's POV.

Disclaimer: If I was Stephenie Meyer, the Twilight Saga would be about Alice and Jasper. It's not so I guess I'm not her. :( I own nothing.


"I'm so sorry, Bella," Esme said and walked out of the door. Jasper was still fighting against Emmett and Rosalie outside. I knew it wasn't Jasper who wanted to kill Bella—his eyes were way beyond reason, so were his thoughts—but I was still prepared for a duel to the death with my brother. No one was going to touch my Bella.

What have I done?! Jasper thought. I am a monster!! He ran into the forest and didn't stop. By the way he was thinking, he wouldn't come back home for a while. I was hoping Alice could calm him down after we fix Bella. I wasn't breathing at all because I knew that if I did, my reaction to Bella's scent would be very much like Jasper's; only I'd get the blood. I would stay with Bella to make sure that she was safe and was okay, even though I knew she wasn't. My throat burned knowing how her blood had tasted last spring break. Venom pooled into my mouth.

"Let me by, Edward," Carlisle ordered me. Would he be a threat? I read his thoughts. I need to see how bad her wound is. Now let me by! I still didn't know if I could trust him. I knew that he was good with hiding his thoughts from me. I remembered when he had changed Rosalie and hid the thought about wanting her to be the 'special' girl for me. I realized that this was Carlisle I was thinking about being a threat. I nodded and relaxed.

"Here, Carlisle," Alice offered him a towel. Carlisle shook his head and explained that there was too much glass in the wound. A pain shot through me thinking of how I had done that to her. Another pain shot through my throat looking at the blood coming from the wound. I had already put Bella in enough danger bringing her to a baseball game with my family. Now I can't even bring her to my house without her nearly getting killed.

"Let's get her to the kitchen table," Carlisle said. I picked Bella up and my throat burned. She's right in my arms with blood coming from her wound and I want her so bad, but she's my love so I can't do that. I fought the burn in my throat and made my face as plain as it could be. Carlisle walked with me, keeping pressure on Bella's arm.

"How are you doing, Bella?" Carlisle asked her.

"I'm fine," Bella said. Fine?! How could she be fine?! How could she even say that word when my brother nearly killed her and she has this deep wound that is calling to me to drink from it?! Fine isn't right. Horrified is a better word for this situation. Bella had apparently noticed that I wasn't breathing.

"Just go, Edward," Bella said. I would've gladly left this place if Bella wasn't in this situation. Bella needed me. I tried to use as little oxygen as I could when I talked.

"I can handle it," I lied. Bella needed me to stay with her. I would protect her even if it means facing the burning in my throat that is screaming at me to kill the human. Maybe one little taste…NO!! I clenched my teeth together.

"You don't need to be a hero," Bella sighed. "Carlisle can fix me up without your help. Get some fresh air." She winced as Carlisle started to work on her arm. She was hurt.

"I'll stay," I said. How did she expect me to leave her when she was in pain? She couldn't deny that the wound did hurt.

"Why are you so masochistic?" Bella mumbled. Carlisle was screaming for my attention in his thoughts. I knew that he would be trying to talk me into leaving, so I easily ignored him. He decided to talk out loud. Dang it, now I can't ignore him.

"Edward, you may as well go find Jasper before he goes too far. I'm sure he's very upset with himself, and I doubt he'll listen to anyone but you right now."

"Yes," Bella was eager to get me away. "Go find Jasper."

"You might as well do something useful," Alice added. I'll talk to him after you do. She said in her mind. My eyes narrowed. Three against one. I thought of how Bella didn't want me in any pain. She was in pain when I was in pain. I would leave for Bella. I nodded because I was out of my oxygen supply and ran out of the kitchen's back door and into the forest.

Jasper was deep in the forest because I couldn't read his thoughts. I improvised and followed his long and winding trail, running with all of my speed so he didn't go too far. Once I heard his thoughts, I went in a straight line to the direction they were coming from. Jasper caught my scent and froze, not sure whether I mean to attack or to talk. I ran up to him with my hands raised.

"I mean no harm," I said and Jasper straightened out of his crouch.

What are you doing here? Jasper wanted to talk in his thoughts.

"I have come to talk to you about the incident." Jasper winced at the word incident. I continued. "I know you feel awful about how you behaved."

Yeah, well, I am weak. Jasper looked down at the ground.

"No you're not." I comforted him. "I was having trouble, too. Esme, Emmett, and Rose all left the house. Alice was struggling in the kitchen and I think she has come out of the house now."

Sure, all of you had issues with the scent. Jasper thought and kicked at a root in the ground of the forest. The root was ripped out of the ground along with a bunch of smaller roots and the tree fell to one side. But I tried to attack her.

"You're just not used to...." I was cut off by Jasper's harsh thoughts.

Don't say that I am not used to the scent! I've tried for over fifty years now. I haven't slipped up all but three times. Jasper stated. It's not because I'm not used to the scent. It's because I'm weak and you and I both know it!!

"Quit beating yourself up," I told Jasper and I placed my hand on his shoulder. He shrugged it off. "I'm not mad at you. I never was. Your instincts took over you. I know you would never mean to harm Bella."

You weren't? You were never mad at me? I had caught Jasper by surprise. Why aren't you? I nearly killed Bella. I wanted to kill you. How can you forgive me?

"Like I said, all of your instincts did that." I told him. "You didn't." Jasper was feeling better about himself until he thought about Bella.

Is Bella mad at me? Jasper thought sheepishly.

"Not at all," I told him.

Is she hurt? Jasper looked down again and hung his shoulders in shame.

"She's fine," I used Bella's infamous word she used to describe herself. "The wound has some glass in it and it needs stitches, but she seems okay. Anyway, that wound was from me."

Right. Jasper agreed. He looked up and thought, Where's Alice?

"She's probably outside of the house waiting for you." I said.

"We should probably go, then." Jasper said and forced a smile. "She never was the patient type." With that, Jasper turned and headed towards where Alice was waiting.


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