A/N: This is my first fanfic in a while, but this plot came to me a few days ago and well I decided to let you guys take part in reading it. This is an AU fanfic, but none the less the characters do not belong to me. I hope you enjoy the first chapter, and I'll give you a short summary about the whole plot. What happens when everyone you once loved is suddenly announced dead? Is it easy to move on, knowing you're the only one who knows the truth? Why not ask Isabella Swan? She's got answers, but she's won't tell unless you can keep a secret.
She had been asked over, personally, by none other than the last said survivor of the Cullen's. Jasper was the newest member of the family, but seemed to be the most important at this point in time. He held the answers to everything, believe it or not. As Bella so quickly found herself inside the Cullen house, as if it was any other day, she also quickly began to lose her ability to keep a calm mind. Thanks to Jasper, and his hand little ability, Bella was forced to feel the sense of calmness, forcibly. Despite knowing she most certainly wasn't calm. As she sat in the corner of Carlisle's practically touched office, she watched Jasper intently. He hadn't moved in over ten minutes, and it was really beginning to scare poor Bella. Feeling her heart hitch into gear, she looked away from Jasper for a moment before finally giving into the silence. "Are you going to say anything? Or did you just invite me over to stare?" she muttered softly, unsure if she should have said anything. The silence then carried on, making even the slightest of noises sound like booming thunder. All she wanted to do was go home and lay in bed, like most nights. Unfortunately she had to come and face the music. "Bella, I know your worried, scared, concerned. Don't be. I can't say much, because I just don't think right now is the best time. I need you to do everything I ask, please." Hanging onto his every word, Bella simply nodded; of course you couldn't expect the poor girl to object. A small ounce of guilt ran over her, but was quickly pushed aside by Jasper's gift. Looking at him, she waited, and waited. Yet nothing came after her nod, instead, Jasper was quietly searching her. "Alright, I need you to go back to your house, pack as many clothes as you can, and come back here. Charlie's already been told a story, but just in case he asks, you're going to visit your mom for a few weeks. Nothing less, nothing more. Got it?"
Bella felt the need to interject and tell Jasper she couldn't just leave her father alone, but of course she just couldn't find the words. Every ounce of her being wanted to do just what Jasper said, if it brought her one step closer to finding out if Edward and the rest were still alive. "Yes, but Jasper, is Alice-" she attempted, yet was instantly cut off by the pale blonde sitting in front of her. "I said right now isn't the best time for that. Don't ask questions Bella, it's for the best. Now go." Jasper stood from the table and quickly made his way over to Bella in a half second. He was helping her stand, and gently pushing her out the door. Before he could fully push her out, she quickly turned towards him and wrapped her arm around his ice cold body. She just needed the feeling of a Cullen; she needed to know this wasn't just a silly little dream. Jasper pulled away without speaking and shoved her out the door. Slowly making her way towards the stairs, Bella shuffled down them, almost in a trance.
"It's almost like while you sleep, you're this open yet secretive book. You whimper in your sleep, you speak, once I even heard you laugh. What do you dream about anyway Bella?"
Pulling open the front door of the Cullen house, she quietly made her way towards her truck. If she was going to leave Charlie, she had to make him truly believe she needed to get away. It wouldn't be too hard, seeing as Charlie didn't really get too into her business. She'd simply tell him she needed a break, the stress was becoming too much. After all, Charlie did suggest that Bella go see her mother not too long ago. Yanking the heavy door open on her truck, Bella climbed in as quickly as her body would carry. It was only a matter of time before she would end up back at this house, wondering what on earth was going on. Once on the road to her house, Bella let her mind slip ever so slightly. "Will you just sit in the car? No? Fine, stubborn. Come along, but keep quiet." The booming of a horn caused Bella to suck in a breath and look around. She was stopped at a green light, and two cars behind her were beginning to get impatient. Zooming out of there, she traveled the rest of the way to her house and parked on the side of the street. She wouldn't be long, ten minutes at the most. Right?
A/N: Well here is the second chapter, despite not getting reviews yet. I had a desire to push on regardless of who liked it or not. So here it is, and again. I keep my stories short, so I can get more chapters in. Perhaps I'll make my chapters longer soon. R&R