Well hot, diggidy-damn, I did not expect such a positive response so fast! Your comments have been lovely and much appreciated! I hope the next chapter keeps your interest as we get into the main story.
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Chapter Two
Before I even considered opening my eyes when I woke up, I was already praying. I prayed to God, Buddha, Zeus, Merlin and Batman to open my eyes and be in my own incredibly messy flat.
After some heavy breath's I opened my eyes and groaned slamming my face back into the pillow. Indeed I was not home, or in my own bed. I was still a plain looking teenager named Bella, though at least now I had a sweet ride. A part of me was a little happy that I didn't put in all that effort for some girl I don't know to wake up to, it was the only thing I could really console myself with as I swung my pasty legs out of bed. I glanced around for the clock and tutted at how early it was. I barely got any sleep it was just before 8.
Though considering the situation I couldn't hardly blame myself for this whole charade waking me up early. My heart had been hammering in my sleep, I could feel it when I woke up.
I took a moment to sit and gather my thoughts, staring around the unfamiliar room in concern. Would I ever be able to get back home? Did I die? If I did those were some fucked up breathing exercises, they should come with a warning. After glaring at myself in the mirror for the hundredth time I made my way to the bathroom and took care of all my needs before beginning the clothes hunt.
Bella had poor taste, she barely owned anything I considered pretty, all jumpers and t-shirts and jeans. This girl needed help. Sighing heavily I haphazardly threw most of the clothes back in her draws and kept out a random red blouse and some tight fitting black jeans. It would have to do for now, but I was determined to bin everything she owned and buy some actual clothes. As I made my way downstairs I found a brown leather jacket that I claimed as mine whilst I took a slow amble to the kitchen.
Opening cupboards and the fridge I settled for just making a fried egg sandwich, the greasier the better, this girl had practically nothing on her. Utterly drowning it in ketchup and adding a tiny speck of honey to the bread (honey and eggs are amazing, you know nothing), I quickly finished my meal and cleaned my mess whilst I chugged the last of some milk in the fridge.
Using the excuse of the empty milk, I figured it would be a good idea to go to the shop, plus I'll get to see how Beetlegeuse is holding up. I tried to tune the engine as best as I could but only an actual drive would tell me how well I'd done. I wasted no time pulling on a pair of brown boots and grabbed the keys I had left in the living room the night before, thankfully they had house keys attached to the same ring. I also found a twenty dollar bill in the kitchen and didn't think Bella's Dad would mind if I used it for food shopping. Or Bella. I had no idea whose money I was stealing.
It took me a moment to figure out how to open the garage door, but once that hurdle had been overcome I happily jumped in and double checked all my mirrors and that the seat was how I liked it before smoothly pulling out and making a wild guess at the direction of a shop.
Sadly, Bella's ancient truck didn't have a radio so for now I would make do with the sounds of nature and my own incessant humming. Thankfully I picked the right direction and soon came across a rural little town that you could probably guess the population of. I enjoyed quiet little places like this, and it was so earthy everything was green, trees snuck up right next to buildings that were surrounded by low hedges instead of fences. It smelled like I was in the middle of a forest, a pine like scent that struck happy little chords with me.
It wasn't at all difficult to find a general store and I sweetly greeted the shopkeeper praying he didn't know me or by some happenstance Bella worked here. Thankfully, none of the above happened and I picked up a few bits and pieces I'd need, more eggs, some more bread before what I had went off and of course milk. As I was about to pay my eyes were caught by a single shelf full of hair dye. This Bella girl seemed to be as boring as can be and it was honestly so depressing to see her dull hair colour and dull matching eyes.
My life was full of colour, its what I lived for, bright happy colours that still made me squeal with joy at 25 this whole fiasco had left me feeling kinda low and a little frightened, so maybe something familiar would help me feel a little better?
Choosing carefully I picked a dye that was a lightener too and found a pretty scarlet that wouldn't set me back too much. Next time I sort out some more money, I'll buy a boring brunette and keep it aside for Bella if she wanted to be miserable and change it back. I made my purchase and hurried home.
Beetlegeuse was running really smoothly, I felt like a proud parent and I stroked the dashboard and called him a good boy. I made it back easy enough but double checked the garage door just to be sure I had the right house. Lucky for me, I picked the right home and I wasn't accidentally trying to break into someone else's.
I put away my milk and giddily made my way upstairs, I already knew the basics of dying my hair from having done it for years so I shampooed and mixed up the formula. I found a ratty looking towel and wrapped it around my neck whilst I ran the bottle through my hair. I suffered that momentary panic where I didn't think I had enough bottles but I barely pulled through and after 45 minutes I had long pretty scarlet red hair. I grinned at my reflection for the first time since I woke up here and plaited it once more before using a hair dryer on it to make it all big and curly.
Looking around I found a teensy bit of make up that had barely been touched, so I opted for some mascara and a pretty red lipstick that hadn't even been opened. I was happy enough with the transformation, it wasn't massive but it made a difference to how I felt about everything. I tugged the red blouse back on and went downstairs to find something to occupy my day with. According to the clock all that had only taken me until ten. I was frightfully bored and caught myself flipping through channels and looking wistfully out of the window.
Briefly the last thing that Bella's douchebag boyfriend said yesterday, sprang to my mind. He said he'd be back today...I wasn't too sure how I felt about that. He didn't mean to, but he hurt me, and he wouldn't listen when I told him to back off. I had foregone the bandages today as though both my wrists ached, they didn't merit being wrapped up. I was still kind of annoyed at that prick, for making me essentially beat myself up, though some of it had to be down to my bad co-ordination in this new body.
Eventually my flipping came to some radio channels and I decided to just listen to whatever was on, cause I did not have the attention span for a whole show. I didn't know the songs but a few things came on that made me want to dance and I took the opportunity to get this body some exercise. I undid my blouse and threw it on top of the sofa, so I didn't get it sweaty, whilst I spread my arms and started swaying my hips. I wasn't an amazing dancer but I had done it in school so I had some rhythm at least, Bella had very little but the more I applied how I knew my body should move, the more successfully graceful steps I achieved.
Nicely warmed up I tried to enjoy the feeling of a different body instead of noticing the awkward differences like how light my top half was in comparison to my own body. Feeling a little tired I made my way to the kitchen and grabbed myself a glass of cool water. Just as I finished it there was a hard rapping at the door. I put down the glass and slipped my blouse back on as I walked to greet my new guests clothed.
I was a touch nervous I had no idea who it was and was a little worried it would be Bella's boyfriend back for another creepy grabbing session. Taking a deep breath I plastered a smile on my face and opened the door.
"Hey there," I warmly greeted the two male models in front of me. I appreciatively eyed them up and opened the door wider with a playful grin. "And just what can I do for you fine gentlemen today?" Both men were just staring at me like I'd grown another head. I raised an eyebrow and briefly remembered that I had dyed my hair.
"Oh, the hair? Felt like a change!" I smiled and playfully twirled a curly strand between my fingers. The blonde shook his head slightly to snap himself out of whatever stupor he was in and smiled warmly,
"Morning Bella, we were hoping to have a chat with you?" I was a little concerned but tried not to let it show as I opened the door completely and welcomed them inside.
"Uh, sure, c'mon in guys." I led them into the kitchen and made for the cupboard. "Coffee, tea, juice?" I offered with a bright smile. Their eyes went wide and I wondered if I had said the wrong thing, I was about to apologise but before I could the blonde smiled that heart melting smile and took a seat at the dining table.
"We're fine thanks, Darlin', we wanted to talk to you about something important, come sit?" He asked nicely and both me and the bulky brunette he brought with him, sat down.
I tried not to fidget but honestly, I had no idea what to do, I shouldn't really be flirting with them seeing as how Bella had a boyfriend but could you really blame me for trying? I realised as I studied them that they both had those golden eyes that were part creepy and part alluring. Were these two related to Bella's boyfriend? They didn't look alike at all feature wise, sure they were both gorgeous but in completely different ways.
"Okay then, what did you want to talk about?" Folding his arms in front of him and giving me a piercing look that pinned me in place, he asked something that I was worried he might.
"Say my name, Bella." I ignored the little thrill that rolled through my body when he said that, it must have shown on my face though because he raised an eyebrow and gave me half a smirk. I was part flustered and was also feeling a little bit like I was being challenged somehow.
"What's wrong, forget your name?" I teased with a coy smile as I played with my hair. The brunette blanched a little and gaped at me.
"Bell's-?" He started in a sad voice, making me concerned.
"More like you've forgotten, isn't that right Darlin'?" I automatically smothered my panic and tried not to let it show on my face and instead smiled sweetly. My eyes scanned the room for exits or weapons just in case these pair were anything like Bella's boyfriend.
"I'm sorry I don't know what you're talking about, but if that all you came here for you should probably leave...I'm super busy today, hot stuff." Instead of taking the invitation to go, they both gave each other a look before standing and moving to my side.
I pushed myself away from the table and backed up from the pair of them, my eyes darting from one to the other, I had my hands balled into fists ready to hit them to get them away from me.
"Are you gonna hit me, Bella?" The brunette asked in a hurt voice, compelling the tension to ease from my face. I lowered my hands and shook my head.
"Course not, but don't make it look like you're ganging up on me." I told him with a smile.
The blonde took the hint and leant back against the kitchen counter with a sigh.
"Don't play dumb, you said yesterday that you don't remember who you are. Lookin' at you today I can see that's true, you're nothing like the Bella we know." My heart began racing but I kept my face as neutral as possible. I didn't know what that meant, did he think I was someone else?
He pinned me with a cool stare and nodded towards the door to the garage.
"Can we see your truck?" For some utterly stupid reason, when I was trying to distract myself with an activity I enjoyed, it didn't occur to me that it would be suspicious for Bella to be able to fix her truck if she couldn't before. I shook my head and unconsciously stepped in front of the garage door.
"Sorry it's busted, getting it fixed later." I easily lied and felt my eyes narrow as the blonde smirked at me.
"Is that so? Maybe we can take a look at it, right bro?" The blonde was purposely not using names so I couldn't suddenly pretend I knew all along. Not that I think he'd buy it at this point.
Slumping against the wall I gave an exhausted sigh and held up a hand in defeat.
"Alright, alright, I give. I have no idea who you guys are, or who I am besides my damn name. Sorry." I shrugged helplessly and ignored the hurt look on the brunette, this wasn't my choice.
"Well I guess we should introduce ourselves then, I'm Jasper Hale and this is Emmett Cullen..."
My eyes widened and my heart started beating furiously.
"...your boyfriend is Edward Cullen, and you're Isabella Swan."
I couldn't hear anything else he said, it was all white noise as I stuttered out a single word.
"Twuh-twilight...?"
The floor suddenly looked awfully close as everything turned black.
Jasper POV
So, Bella just fainted. Thankfully she chose to do that in front of two Vampires and we caught her before she cracked her skull on the hard tile floor.
"That wasn't the response I was expecting." Emmett offered as he carried her to the sofa quickly. I leaned against the door frame and folded my arms,
"Me either. Did you hear her heart when I said our names? Especially hers?" Emmett nodded grimly and brushed her bright red hair away from her face.
"Yeah that was weird, I was too shocked by her to say anything, she's nothing like our Bella." He finished with a lost look at the girl he had considered a sister.
"I noticed, we can't usually get you to shut up." I teased him good-naturedly.
Slowly, I walked over and clapped a hand on his shoulder.
"Well I guess now is as good a time as any to take her back with us, she can't put up a fuss if she's unconscious, can she?" I grinned at him and nudged his shoulder playfully. Emmett looked like he was about to protest but shook his head and shrugged.
"Worst that can happen is she wants to leave, right?" He conceded with a impish smile. I pushed my hair out of my face and grinned as we bundled her into the car in ridiculous speeds so we didn't worry any neighbours. I grabbed her keys and locked the door behind before clambering into the car and looking at the peaceful girl laying across the back seat, her crimson hair fanning around her head like she had been cracked in the head with a hammer.
We drove fast to get there before she woke up and thankfully arrived with time to spare. Everyone gathered round and I ended up nudging them a few steps back so she didn't wake up feeling surrounded.
"What did she do to her hair?" Rose muttered with a raised eyebrow. Alice looked on in agreement and was scrutinizing the cherry red lipstick she was wearing with a frown. Esme rolled her eyes at her fashionista daughters and came closer to me, speaking in hushed tones so we didn't wake her.
"What happened Jasper? Did she hurt herself?" I was a little touched that Esme was blaming Bella's state on Bella instead of placing the blame straight on me, like Edwards glare indicated he did.
"It happened when we told her our names and her own. She said something and fainted. Did you catch it Emmett?" I wanted to be sure of what I heard before I said anything else.
Emmett straightened from the bear hug he had his wife in and looked thoughtful for a moment.
"Twilight? Doesn't make any sense if you ask me but that's what I heard." I nodded and gave him a brief smile.
"That's what I thought, don't worry, I don't understand it either. I'm sure we'll get to the bottom of it when she wakes up." Carlisle was trying to catch my eye so I gave him a warm smile and joined him across the room.
"How was she before she fainted?" I tried not to be amused at how he didn't beat around the bush and leaned up against the wall, casting the sleeping red head a glance as I did.
"Well, she wasn't Bella, I can tell you that much. Doesn't act like her in the slightest, she's a bit of a firecracker all of a sudden and has an interesting turn towards violence when she feels threatened. Bella used to basically roll over and wait to die if she was threatened but this Bella was getting ready to attack me and Emmett if she had to. Pretty impressive, even if you don't take into account she doesn't know what we are."
Carlisle looked at her thoughtfully with a sad frown marring his features.
"We'll have to see what we can do about all this. If we can do anything at all-" A low groan caught our attention and every Vampire in the room stopped what they were doing and turned towards the waking human.
Bella's POV
My head felt like it was stuffed with cotton wool, lying down was making me feel queasy so I pushed myself up without bothering to peel back my eyelids.
"Here you go, Bella." My eyes flew open and almost immediately snapped shut from the harsh white everywhere in this house, illuminated by the blinding grey daylight that I clearly wasn't ready for.
"Right, um, thanks." Squinting, I reached out for the woman holding the glass of water out to me and looking me over with worry creasing her beautiful face. I took my time and sipped slowly, studying the 7 people staring at me from various places around the room, my eyes darting from one exquisite face to the next.
These were characters from a book. There was no other way around it, they shouldn't exist yet here they are, all beautiful and deathly pale. Vampire's.
The knowledge of what they are should have terrified me but instead I suppressed a light shudder and placed the cup down on the glass table in front of me. I knew they wouldn't hurt me, even if they discovered the truth, I was inside Bella's body. And marginally kinky sounding though that is, it was also something that left me with a constant hostage if I needed it.
Looking back all the signs were there, that these were the characters from Twilight, however I don't know anyone that would wake up in a situation like this and their first thought would be that they were in a fictional universe. It didn't even occur to me as a realistic outcome.
I can't say I'm a big Twilight fan, I read the books because everyone was talking about them but romance's aren't really my thing, especially ones where I get irritated at the couples dynamic too often. I remember saying to a friend that I liked the idea of the characters more than I liked the story. I blanched when I thought that I'd have to deal with a creepy Edward Cullen. I gave said Vampire a sideways glance, he was watching me from the chair just to my left. He was alternating between frowning at my hair and trying to catch my eyes with his concern. I decided to blank him altogether and gave the woman hovering above me an unsure smile, she beamed in response and bent down to my level.
"Bella, sweetie, do you remember me?" She crooned with her angelic voice as she brushed my hair behind my ears affectionately. My mouth clamped up and I felt guilty shaking my head and watching her face fall.
"I'm sorry." I was pretty sure this was Esme, the oldest woman here and the kindest by far. The other two girls were creepy by comparison.
The blonde, Rosalie, was giving me a pissy, scrutinising look, like she was determining whether killing me would be worth the hassle of the clean up. The small dark haired girl had to be Alice, she's the only one who's description perfectly matches the actress that had played her. She looked so sad I almost felt bad for her.
In fact, taking in the people around me they all looked a little heartbroken and were acting like this was Bella's funeral, which the more I thought about, the more accurate that seemed.
"Don't apologise, this isn't your fault." I felt tears spring to my eyes when Esme said that, in some fucked up way it was my fault. I was ruining everything by just being here.
Stone fingers brushed away my tears and I was tugged into a motherly hug by the beautiful woman that just couldn't be a natural born killer.
"Don't worry Bella, we'll help you that's what we're here for. My name is Esme and we were just starting to be friends." She explained in that sweet voice that made me shiver and hold her tighter.
I reluctantly pulled away after what seemed like seconds but was easily a lot longer. Her hugs were addictive for a lady basically made of marble. I gave her a fond smile, fuck being friendly for Bella's sake, she'd already won me over.
"So Bella, want to tell us how you suddenly know how to fix a car?" A snippy voice cut across the warm bubble of affection that Esme had me in and I gave her a cool stare.
I know that no one would let Rose hurt me cause she'd do me way too much damage so I relished in my sickly saccharine smile as I stood and brushed myself off.
"Well Barbie, I don't really know why that's your business." I told her happily much to her irritation. "I'm getting the impression we aren't exactly bff's. Y'know, what with the attitude, and all that." I false whispered to her as her eyes darkened. They didn't know I was already aware they were Vampire's, or maybe re-aware would be more apt considering whose body I'm inhabiting. "Say now, how do your eyes go dark like that, that's a neat trick." I asked her with false enthusiasm. "You'll have to show me how you do it sometime." I finished in a cold voice.
Rose was pissed, it was plain to see. Emmett had made moves to grab her if she decided to lunge at me. I grinned broadly at her and flipped my hair over my shoulder, in a bitchy move I imagine she was fond of.
"I'll show you plenty, you pompous, little-" I raised an eyebrow and kept my smile as Emmett decided to grab hold of her before this escalated any further and put a hand over her mouth to stop her tirade.
"Steady on, you shouldn't be showing me anything, you're a taken lady. How would he feel about that? Really, now." I tutted and shot her a shit eating smirk, that only furthered her struggles.
"Bella! Enough of this, stop antagonising my sister!" Edward yelled as he stormed up to me and made to grab my arm.
I swear to god I was going to find the Vampire yellow pages and have someone rip this guys arms off so he can stop this bullshit. I made to pull away from him before he could get the chance but he managed to catch my tender wrist and clamped onto it. I sunk to my knees and howled in pain.
"Dude?! Get off her!" Emmett boomed as he released Rose and stepped threateningly to Edward.
"But she-!"
A pair of leather clad boots appeared in my vision and I felt fingers gently prying the offending hand off my damaged wrist. My hand was placed carefully in my lap and I was looking into the pretty golden eyes of Jasper.
"Are you alright?" He asked me with sincere concern on his face, he was so damn gorgeous that my breath caught in my throat and I barely managed a nod. Hopefully they just put that down to me being in pain instead of fawning over a married man. "Good." He gave me a serene smile as he stood and punched Edward square in the jaw, sending him sprawling back onto the sofa, knocking it over as he went.
"Ha!" Sudden laughter burst out of me and I put my better hand to my mouth to contain my mirth at his pain. I looked guiltily at Jasper who just grinned at me with his fist still raised.
Make a girl's heart melt, why dont'cha?
Surprisingly, Edward scrambled off the ground at human speed and had the sense to hold his jaw even though it probably didn't hurt.
"What do you think you're doing, Jasper?!" Edward yelled indignantly, his eyes quickly turning black too, how no one else knew these guys weren't family is beyond me, every little thing sets them off.
"No Edward, what are you doing? You know she hurt her wrists shoving you back yesterday, so where do you choose to grab her? In fact, you shouldn't be grabbing her at all. Right now she isn't your girlfrie-"
"Yes she is!" Edward yelled and got closer into Jasper's face.
That annoyed me so I walked over to Esme, feeling pretty safe with her, and glared at Edward whilst cradling my wrist.
"Like hell I am. I'm not your property, kid, and until I'm back to normal and choose you for myself you don't ever get to grab me or tell me anything. So pack that shit in!" Apparently my swearing was unusual and I was softly chided by Esme though both Emmett and Jasper shared matching grins, I can't say if they were happy about how I was treating Fuckward or at my foul mouth but I gave them a small grin nonetheless. "Sorry, Esme, I'm just getting kinda fed up with him." Gesturing behind me and shooting a glare over my shoulder, Esme gave Edward a frown and Carlisle held his hand out in front of me.
"Hello Bella, I know you don't remember me but my name is Carlisle Cullen, I'm a Doctor. Mind if I take a look at your wrist?" Goddamn these pretty people when they weren't making me angry. Dazed, I nodded and offered him my hand that he gingerly held onto as he tested where it hurt and watched my reactions.
"Emmett, could you go to my study and fetch my bag? I have some bandages in there." Emmett nodded and made to run at full speed upstairs but a harsh glare from his wife made him pause, changing to a fast jog.
I hid my grin, Emmett was like an eager puppy and I hoped we'd become friends for however long this fucked up situation lasted. I was brought back to earth by Doctor Cullen's painful prodding and frowned at my wrist.
"Is it alright?" I asked, though I wasn't exactly concerned it'd have to be lopped off or anything but I was quite attached to my wrist. Ahh, bad puns are good for the soul.
"It appears so, but its definitely a little tender, you should have kept it wrapped up." Even though the whole situation was a little bemusing my thoughts quickly caught up to his words and I raised an eyebrow.
"How did you know it had been wrapped up?" I heard Esme's palm slap her forehead and the accompanying snort from Jasper.
Carlisle had that rabbit caught in head lights look. In all fairness it wasn't a far off guess but I was suspicious that he had sent members of his coven to spy on me last night, it would explain how Jasper knew I'd fixed up my car too.
"I can still see the lines from your last bandage." He lied smoothly. I had to give it to that Vampire brain, it seemed handy for thinking up excuses on the fly. I smirked and said nothing more on the matter, he was sure I thought he was lying and I knew that he knew. And he knew that I knew that he knew. Either way it made for an entertaining situation.
"This bag Dad?" Emmett asked as he set down an old fashioned medical bag. Carlisle tore his eyes away from mine and shot Emmett a bright smile.
"Ah, yes. Thank you, son. Right let's get you patched up, I'm sure you don't remember but I've been patching you up quite a bit lately. You happen to be very clumsy." He teased fondly with a dazzling smile. When those Vampires looked at me like that it made me feel part hideous and part infatuated. I think I nodded dumbly and sort of gaped a bit like a fish until he finished.
I had always tried to cultivate an air of smug humour, I'll be a pain in your pass but I'll try to make it entertaining for the pair of us. However, in this rainy ass world I could barely form coherent words half the time with these pretty bastards. Shaking my head I tested my newly bandaged wrist, which had been masterfully tied, and thanked Carlisle.
"So, is there a reason I was kidnapped here or are you that serious about your medical services?" I finally asked after glancing around at the room of Vampires that appeared to be studying me quietly as if I was prey and they were the predators hiding in the bushes. Emmett seemed a little embarrassed and I was sure he would have blushed if he could.
"Sorry about that, you just fainted when we told you your name and we weren't sure what to do. Bringing you here seemed like the best idea." I absently nodded at his sound reasoning and gave him a grin.
"Well, I'm all good now so I should probably get going if that's all..." I hopped off the dining room chair I had found myself sitting in for Doctor Cullen's marvellous medical ministrations.
Esme moved towards me with concern shining brightly in her beautiful face.
"Oh, but Bella is that a good idea? You don't remember a thing honey, and I don't want anything to happen to you. Charlie is away until Monday, right? Maybe it'd be best for you to stay here, being around familiar faces is sure to help you remember." Whilst her excuses to keep me here were flawless they had slipped again.
"And you know Charlie is away until Monday, how exactly?" I asked her coolly. Don't get me wrong out of the lot of these screwy supernaturals, she was ranked in the top two of people I liked. Jasper only a little higher cause he punched Fuckface for me when I needed it the most.
Esme blanched and I continued to back away from her open arms.
"I only found that out last night, and I'm pretty sure I didn't tell any of you and Charlie isn't likely to call here when he knew I'd be home because my trucks broken." Rosalie took that moment to throw her inner bitch out there.
"Which it isn't." She snidely said, giving me that pretty bored glare that was supposed to make me feel like less than her. She may have been alive longer than me but I've been dealing with girls like her for a very long time and I've learned to just tune out the glares or spiteful words with humour.
I smirked and rolled my eyes at her, continuing to back peddle out the crazy vamp house.
"Good grief Blondie, stop stalking me and just confess your feelings. 21st century darling, free love and all that, I won't judge." She narrowed her eyes and I just grinned wider and blew her a kiss as I reached the door. I'm pretty sure they had no idea how to handle me and just let me walk out in dumbfounded shock.
It was chilly and I was just standing around in the thin red blouse I had salvaged from Bella's atrocious wardrobe, but I determinedly walked down the drive, silently lamenting the fact that those assholes hadn't thought to bring my car or a jacket.
As expected I was soon stopped by a suspiciously speedy Edward. I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms, already annoyed before the dumbass opened his mouth.
"Bella, love, come back. I promise we can help, and I won't do anything you don't want me to-" I'd heard enough and side stepped him as I cut him off.
"Nah, I'm good kid." I told him nonchalantly as I walked down the gravel path. I was hoping he'd leave it at that but of course, I found my path blocked yet again. At least this was an improvement on the grabbing thing. Still, I couldn't help but narrow my eyes in annoyance. "Dude. Move." I warned, contemplating taking off my boots and beating him with them.
Edward looked nervous and seemed to be trying to find the right words to get me to listen to him, not that there actually were any but I think he was still used to his obedient pet human of a girlfriend.
"Please-" He eventually begged and tentatively reached out towards me, the hurt heavy in his pretty face. For a moment my heart clenched but I distinctly remembered that he would occasionally "Dazzle" Bella to get his way, and had a suspicion that this was exactly what he was doing.
So I averted my eyes and spun away from his grasp and back around him, continuing my journey home.
"Nope." I declared, popping the 'P' tucking my arms behind my neck as I lazily walked off.
"Then let me drive you home?" He offered eagerly, catching up with my slow stride quickly.
"Nope." I repeated in a more sing-song tone. I refused to look him in the face if he was going to try to stupefy me into submission.
"But it's cold, you could get sick-" He argued.
"Don't care." I interrupted and sped up my pace.
I think I pushed him to his limit as he huffed and cast a quick glance behind himself and suddenly scooped me up and sprinted at a barely human speed, back to his house.
"Get off of-muph!" I yelled at him as he clamped a hand over my mouth and he dragged me into the garage, bundling me into that famous silver Volvo and strapping me in faster than I could do anything about. It hurt to do but I was shoving him away from me as hard as I could and trying to yell at him with my still covered mouth, the entire time.
I almost commended him for dealing with me one-handed but without his Vampire strength I know I'd have nutted the little bastard by now. Which was exactly my next stupid move.
I know I did it right, top of the skull to the centre of the nose. But of course it did absolutely nothing but split my skull and leave me with a wicked bruise that made me look like a failed murder attempt with the lead piping in Cluedo.
"Bella!" Edward gasped in shock and released me as his hands fluttered awkwardly over me. Suddenly he stopped moving and became eerily still.
I felt hot liquid drip down my forehead and straight into my eye, I clamped it shut and made to grab at my head, my eyes already scanning the interior for a tissue.
Yup, my stupid ass forgot for a whole second about Vampire's and blood. Though in all fairness, my head was blazing with pain and I was blinking blood out of my eye, not to mention I was still dizzy as fuck from being thrown about like a rag doll.
I didn't forget for long though as the sound of a low growl made it past the hammering of my pulse in my ears. I slowly turned to Edward, cradling my forehead and gulped.
"Oh fuck," I muttered, his eyes were pitch black and I could see the saliva like venom pooling at the corner of his mouth.
I could appreciate that he was trying very hard not to eat me and was forcing himself to keep as still as possible, but it suddenly hit me that my dumb ass could die like this.
"Edward, Edward don't-!" A small yelp escaped me as the car door was slammed shut and Edward was wrestled to the ground. I flinched back but scrambled to look out the window at the males wrestling next to the car. They had more or less given up all pretence of acting human and were creating cracks in the concrete floor and dangerously shaking the car. I craned my neck higher to try to get a better look at my saviour and saw a familiar blonde mop and black shirt.
"Oh fuck," I repeated. Wasn't Jasper the one with the worst control? Was he saving me or were they just arguing over dinner? Whatever the reason, I didn't want to stick around to find out.
Realistically I had three options, stay in the car and probably become lunch. Get out of the car and hope my milkshake doesn't bring all the Vampire's to the yard, or get hot wiring this death trap of a car and get the fuck out of dodge.
Taking the chance, I wrenched open the glove box and to my luck found a screwdriver. Ignoring the ominous shaking of the car I unclipped the belt and shuffled into the drivers seat and found the ignition. It was a cheap method to start a car and caused a lot of damage but I jammed the flat-head into the keyhole and hammered it in with my protesting fist, I prayed as I turned it, my heart in my throat and my blood in my eye.
It started with a beautiful purr that I would have admired at any other moment, and I slammed my foot down on the gas, shooting out of the (thankfully) open garage and making a hard turn to the left that was surprisingly smooth, shooting down the road like a bat out of hell.
I mopped the blood and sweat off my brow with the back of my hand and let myself sigh in relief. I was pretty positive that I was about to become Vampire kibble, and even if Jasper was planning on getting the first bite, he had saved me so I was a little grateful.
"Stupid, bloody, nippy fuckers..." I grumbled in annoyance as my heart finally began to settle and I tried to figure out my route back to Bella's house.
Thankfully the road from the Cullens was mostly straightforward and led out onto a motorway after about 10 minutes of me speeding for my life. I was praying that no one decided to visit the Cullens today, cause as decent as I was behind the wheel, I was pretty sure I'd crash in panic.
Prayers answered, I came to a slow stop at the turning onto the main road and saw a sign pointing to forks and the opposite direction was apparently Port Angeles. I wasn't even sure if it was the right way, but I didn't plan on lingering knowing that those boys could outrun cars and took the right to Forks.
The road was empty for the most part, I kept on checking my mirrors to see if I was being hunted down but thankfully couldn't see anyone with my one good eye. I wanted to get home fast so I could clean my face, the blood and mascara in my eye was making it painful to open and of course there wasn't any water in the stupid Vampires car.
Keeping my speed to the limit now I thought I was out of immediate danger, I managed to find my way back surprisingly quickly. The road Bella lived on was kind of memorable just by the neighbouring forest that was literally across the road, it was also on the drive back into Forks so it was kind of hard to miss and was amongst some of the first houses I drove by. I pulled into the side of the road and got out clutching my head, wrenching the screwdriver out of the keyhole as I did.
I briefly mused on if I would get in trouble for essentially stealing Edward's car but I reasoned with myself that he hadn't exactly given me a choice. I reached the front door and began to pat down my jeans for keys...that I didn't even have a chance to bring.
Groaning, I cursed those aggravating blood-drinkers and took a step back to inspect any open windows. Sadly, it was a cold day and my paranoia from being away from my safe zone had made me close and lock every window. I sighed as I stomped around the back of the house, hoping I had unlocked the back door even though I was pretty positive I hadn't.
"Hey," My head whipped around to the increasingly familiar voice of Jasper and I took a nervous step back.
"Uh, hi." I dumbly greeted, my heartbeat started pounding a terrified rhythm as I stared into his coal black eyes. He fumbled with something in his hands that caught my eye, he had my keys. I felt a momentary pang of relief but was still wary as he seemed to debate how to give them to me without getting too close.
"Are you okay? I'm sorry if Edward scared you, he was really upset he hurt you." He lamely excused. I folded my arms and squinted across the lawn at him with my one good eye.
"You got pretty upset too by the looks of it." I nodded towards his torn up shirts that looked like they had been clawed by a wild beast. He tried to adjust them as best as he could but looked guiltily to the floor.
"Yeah, I guess I did...I'm sorry we frightened you." I nodded at his apology, still cautiously keeping my distance and he knew it. He just wasn't sure why I was afraid of him. "Can I take a look at your head?" I took another step back and succumbed to word vomit from the amount of adrenaline pulsing through me.
"Are you sure that's a good idea?" His eyes narrowed a little and he looked almost irritated to my surprise.
"Y'know, for losing your memory you sure do say some interesting things." He accused ambiguously and I tried hard not to flinch from his accusations. If they figured out I wasn't Bella and that I knew who she was and who they were, I would be in deep shit.
So I chose to ignore his comment and held out a hand.
"Look dude, I have blood in my damn eye, I don't really care about this right now. Give me my keys." He seemed to toy with the idea of throwing them to me for a moment but instead walked to the front door and opened it, walking inside without invitation.
I huffed in annoyance and only hesitated for a moment before taking the plunge and joining him. He was standing in front of the stairs looking all gorgeous and heroic in those ripped up shirts and dirty jeans. I could feel the blush rise to my cheeks but instead of letting him get too close, I walked around him into the kitchen, keeping my sole working eye on him as best as I could the entire time.
The more I studied him the more I could see he was pushing his chest up and down but was in fact not breathing. It didn't make me any less wary as I ran the tap and cupped a handful of water to rinse the worst of the blood off my face. He walked in louder than necessary, I think just to let me know where he was and stood at the opposite end of the room from me. I kept an eye on him as I washed my face, ignoring the throbbing ache in my skull. The towel was next to the sink and made an excellent wet compress to help stem the flow and stop the swelling.
The most irritating thing about head wounds was how much they bled, the cut was shallow and if it were anywhere else would have only bled a little but on my head, it was like I'd stabbed myself instead of split the skin. I groaned at the dull ache as I lowered myself into the chair I was sitting in when Jasper was here earlier.
"You doing okay?" He asked looking concerned. I turned my head to get a better look at him with my uncovered eye and gave him a heavy sigh.
"Peachy-keen, jelly bean." He smirked and pushed himself off the wall to come closer, I eyed him warily but he seemed pretty in control of himself even if those pitch black eyes were a big warning sign.
"You don't look it." He came to a stop at the other end of the table and took the seat opposite me.
"Well I'm not exactly gonna be picture perfect right now, am I?" I asked him, my voice dripping with sarcasm. He chuckled and sat back in the chair.
"I guess not." He teased, I threw an orange from the fruit bowl in the middle of the table at his head and wasn't surprised that he caught it easily.
"Don't mock the afflicted, shit stain." I lazily scolded and winced as I pulled away the towel to see if it was still bleeding. I checked how Jasper was doing, and he seemed a little tense but was restraining himself from sucking on my forehead, which honestly sounded like the least sexiest place for a Vampire to drink blood from.
Jasper must have felt me watching him and he started to look like he was warring with himself over something.
"This is ridiculous." He finally muttered seeming to give up on his mental musings. I nodded and leant back in the old chair.
"You're telling me." I agreed, though for different reasons and felt a sudden desperate thirst that I didn't realise I must been ignoring. Before I could even consider hauling myself out of the chair Jasper stood abruptly and got me a cool glass of water.
"Oh, thanks." I said as I accepted the glass with slightly shaky hands. His closeness put me on edge and I felt like I was being scrutinised for some reason. It briefly occurred to me that he may have just accidentally used that gift of his and shared his thirst, but I brushed it off. I was trying really hard not to think how easily I could become dinner.
I practically drained the water as he took his seat again, and watched him warily putting the glass on the table.
"Y'know, I'm fine Jasper, really. You don't have to stick around." He grinned and raised a hand to cut me off.
"You look like you're ready to drop."
"Well, yeah, its been a long-ass morning and I'm pretty sure this is righteous exhaustion." I half heartedly argued and rolled my eyes and the obvious statement.
"-And when someone's suffered a head injury they shouldn't sleep for at least 12 hours." I knew he had a point but it kind of seemed like he was looking for any excuse to stick around.
"That's nice but can you fuck off anyway?" I bluntly asked, not in the mood to dance around the subject.
"Oh, you're like bitchy Bella then?" I felt a vein in my forehead twitch as his mocking tone, I'm bleeding across the table from a Vampire and he wants to start slinging names.
"I'd rather be bitchy Bella than be a Jizzfaced Jasper." I threw back with a smirk at his taken back expression.
"Jizzfaced Jasper? Christ, did you pull that one out of the same cheap box as that dye?" I gaped and stood abruptly, slamming my aching palms onto the table.
"Well I'm so sorry that I fixed her hair up, but by all means keep it up and I'll happily give you a blue dye job. Might work some wonders on those mamma's boy angel curls you've got going on!" I haughtily argued, and didn't even notice the small spark in him I'd ignited.
Jasper leaned back in the chair and rested his head on his arms as he stared at me indifferently.
"Her, huh? So you aren't Bella then?" I flinched at the casual tone and took a step back which basically affirmed my guilt. I swallowed tightly and dropped back into my chair.
"That's not what I meant-" I started.
"Really, and what did you mean?" He cut me off, voice dripping with sarcasm. I swallowed again and tried to stop the hard thumping of my heart, knowing he could hear it getting faster.
"All I mean is uh, is...look, I don't feel great so could you please go home?" I tried to reason, putting the damp towel to my head for dramatic effect. Jasper stared across the table at me with an amused expression and I felt that fight or flight instinct kick in for the umpteenth time today.
"I don't think so." He told me with that feral smile that was sending a chill up my spine, his piercing gaze was keeping me in my seat and some ancient instinct warning me that movement would be considered a threat and he would get me. I unconsciously held my breath and knew I must have looked like a frightened, battered mess.
Then as soon as my fear was reaching its peak and leaving me trembling under his gaze, the emotions changed completely and I felt like I was sitting with someone I had wanted to meet for years as if I was excited to talk to him. A smile broke across my face as I opened my mouth to say something, I don't know what but I knew it wasn't a smart idea.
Breaking free of the crazy trust I suddenly felt for Jasper I pushed myself back from the table and bolted. I threw myself out of the kitchen, pushing myself off the frame of the door to get away faster and grabbing onto the bannister to swing myself up the stairs that I took two at a time even though I felt like I was going to throw up any minute.
I barely made it upstairs when I saw Jasper out the corner of my eye and practically tackled my bedroom door to get through it quickly. I slammed it shut and clicked the lock in place, throwing my weight against it even though I know it wouldn't do anything to stop him if he wanted to get in.
"What are you running for, Bella?" The way he said my name was crude and mocking, yet he humoured me and stood outside my bedroom door and didn't even try the handle.
Hunching over, I tried to catch my breath and shake away the sudden throbbing of my skull from all that jarring movement. I had no idea what to do, and he knew that I wasn't Bella! Fuck, fuckity fuck, fuck, fuck! My eyes automatically darted around the room for means of escape or something that could help me.
Somehow my eyes fell to the open box of incense and I had a ludicrous idea. If both me and Bella shared the same brand of incense and that was our only connecting factor then maybe that way my key out of here? I couldn't see anything that could stop a Vampire and the second I went for the window he'd grab me and I'd probably break my ankle.
If this was some magic mumbo jumbo, then please for the love of God, let me figure it out.
Taking the chance I dived on the box and whipped my head around looking for a lighter and found a box of matches on the bedside table. I broke the first one and managed to get the second one lit as Jasper started talking again.
"You can't ignore me, or do you want me to bust your door down Darlin'?" I sat on my knees and lit the end of the brown stick causing thick white smoke to curl in the air.
"You're a shitty house guest, Jasper!" I yelled back, hoping those were my last words to him as I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, counting to seven as I had been doing back at home.
It wasn't instant but I felt something, breathing suddenly became impossible, my eyes flew open to see what had happened but there was thick darkness surrounding me, suffocating me.
Almost as soon as it became too much, it stopped and I opened my eyes, falling to the floor in a tangle of limbs outside my bedroom door. Suddenly, I could hear everything. Cars far off down the road, the chirping of birds somewhere in the forest, the hum of every electrical appliance was annoying and made me cover my ears and look around for the reason why everything was making so much noise.
My sight was incredible, every speck of dust in the air, the different hues of light that the sun brought in through the windows. I could count the chips in my bedroom door.
It finally occurred to me that I was standing outside my bedroom where Jasper was, I looked down at my body and felt extremely wrong.
I was wearing Jasper's shredded clothes.
I had his masculine arms.
I was pretty sure that weird dangly feeling between my legs was a penis.
Poor Bella can't catch a break, and it only gets worse from here on out.
I want to thank everyone again for taking the time to read this, it really makes it worthwhile! Also whilst I have your attention, I'd like to point out whilst this story is pretty Edward bashing, this isn't some personal vendetta and I'm pretty fond of him. However, he has to get out of the picture somehow, and doesn't every story need a couple of villains? I hope this isn't an issue to anyone.
The next chapter should be along soon enough, but I wanted to ask; would you guys preferred it if I posted as soon as it's done or create some sort of schedule? Let me know in reviews or PM's, I make it my business to answer everything I can as soon as I can.
