Ok, a few things before I begin the chapter. One, I've been reading the books while writing these just so everything is event wise is right, but I really don't like New Moon and if I keep the twins together Brittany will end up just like Bella so sadly I'm breaking them up for a bit. While this happens everything is going to be the same in Bella's world. Two, there is a flash back scene in the chapter so when you see the italics that's it. Ok on with the show, I don't own anything Twilight, just Brittany. Don't be afraid to review and give me advice on how to make this story and my writing better!

OCTOBER

NOVEMBER

DECEMBER

JANUARY

Brittany was sitting on the counter eating a piece of toast when Charlie slammed his fist down on the table.

"That's it Bella, I'm sending you home." Bella had been in a lifeless haze for the last four moths. She was sure Charlie would have been threatening the same thing on her except she was never home, and at night when she did show up she was usually sporting a bruise or two. She had been angry and bitter before Jasper, and now she was even more angry and bitter, not much change. Bella and Charlie argued but she headed out the door, waiting in Bella's truck for her. When she arrived they drove in silence.

"Look, Charlie wants us to have some social interaction so I told him we would go to a movie with Jessica or Angela." Brittany nodded. She had no intention of going to a movie, she had plans. Bella sighed and looked out the window, her twin had been unreachable since the day after Edward had left. They got to school and headed off in different directions. Bella cursed the fact that she had gotten all her classes with her boyfriend instead of her sister. They had both separated for good reasons and now it was driving them further apart when they needed each other most. At lunch Bella told her that Jess was picking them up after school and again she nodded.

"I'll ride with you guys, but don't be surprised when I bail."

As per warning once they got out of the car Brittany headed away from them and towards the old warehouses, a part of town Bella wanted to forget. She didn't look back as she entered a familiar building, it was smoky and smelled like urine and beer. She no longer got cat called as she made her way down the stairs and into a basement like room.

"The feline's here!" Someone shouted as she pushed her way through the crowd and towards the over weight man at the table. She threw her leather jacket over the chair next to him and then began wrapping her fists in black boxing wraps.

"Bobby brought a girl this time, says she is pretty damn good." The man said and she just cracked her neck and stretched her shoulders.

"I'm not staying for long Ray, just one fight… how much?" She asked and he looked over the crowd and shrugged.

"If you win I can guarantee three hundred." She nodded and then made her way towards the cage in the middle of the room. A girl stood in the cage already, auburn hair braided down her back, she looked like she trained.

"Alright fellas, place your bets. In the red corner we have The Feline, undefeated, unstoppable. In the blue corner we have Alison McTavers, best in Seattle." Men started waving money. Brittany smirked, her name was too close to Alice, it would be a cake walk. The bell went off and she slowly circled the new girl, wondering if she knew who she was fighting. Alison jabbed quickly, busting Brittany's lip open. Brittany wiped the blood onto her hand and savored the familiar sting of pain that went through her face.

"Here she goes." Someone in the crowd muttered. Brittany grabbed her by her shirt and brought her knee up into the girls stomach. Alison was on her knees when she received the round house kick to the jaw. Brittany bounced a bit but didn't attack, she anted her to get up. Alison pushed herself back on her feet only to have a fist land against the side of her cheek. She was backed up against the side of the cage as Brittany pounded her face, the rage building and releasing with each swing.

"Stop! Stop!" Two men ran into the cage and pulled her off, as they did every night. Alyson was lucky, the first time she had done that it had been a boy about her age, and he had been taken to the hospital that night. The announcer called The Feline, a nickname Ray had given her, the winner. She moved over to ray who handed her four hundred dollars.

"Sure you can only do one fight?" He asked and she nodded.

"I'll see you tomorrow night Ray." She muttered as she headed up the stairs, stopping in the bar on the above floor to chug down a beer. Bella and Jess should have been finished with that movie. Once outside she saw a sight she hadn't expected, her sister was in the middle of the street walking towards a few of the regulars, two of them seeming to be coming towards her as well. Bella had frozen, looking shocked, almost as if she had seen a ghost.

"Hey!" She called and the two men stopped moving and looked back at her.

"Don't mess with her." She stated roughly and both men walked back towards the building, not making eye contact as Brittany moved towards her sister and grabbed her arm.

"What are you doing?" She asked. Jessica was staring at them both like they were crazy. Bella had just tried to walk towards a bar with dangerous men outside and Brittany had just walked out of said bar with a bloody lip.

"We were going to McDonalds." Bella stuttered as she looked up at her sister, her face torn in shock and relief. She shoved her towards Jessica and began walking them to the restaurant. They ate, Bella trying to start conversations but Jessica wasn't having it. When they got in the car she turned her radio up extremely loud so no conversations could go on. Brittany didn't bother with goodbyes when they pulled up, she just headed inside to shower and go to bed. She was usually awoken in the night by Bella screaming, their nightmares coincided as always except Brittany didn't scream. She had long since learned that her sister dreamt of nothingness, and that terrified Bella, but she dreamt of anger. She dreamt of pain, brutal pain.

"Bells." She muttered walking into her room after her shower. Bella was curled up on the bed. The wall her sister had put up came down that night, and she didn't know why.

"What happened, why were you walking towards that bar?" She asked and Bella just stared off into space.

"Why were you coming out of it?" She shot back.

"Because I don't want to hurt you or Charlie… I need to get it out Bell." Bella looked back at her dark haired companion, she missed her. She has spent most of her time with Edward, but they still had their sister time. Brittany had been so happy, her anger had been fading. She was never sure if it was because of Jasper's gift or just Jasper himself.

"What do you do?" She asked softly. Brittany ran her fingers over the clean cut on her lip.

"I fight… there is too much rage Bella, you know how I was back in Arizona, it's ten times worse now." She sighed and shook her head, memories surfacing that she had wanted to stay buried.

"If I do to you what I did to Renee, I'll never forgive myself." Bella closed her eyes as she thought about it. The other reason they came to Washington, the reason neither of them thought on, neither of them wanted to remember.

"You will never hurt me, you're my other half." Brittany laughed and pushed some of Bella's hair back out of her face.

"She is my mother Bell, I shouldn't have hurt her… the anger gets too much sometimes." Bella didn't know what to say so she sat up and put her arms around her, though she wanted to go back to her numb, zombie like life she was glad she was having that moment with Brittany.

"We can get through this, but we have to stick together…like we use to do." Bella was right, they needed to come together again. She just didn't know if she would stop fighting, she didn't know what would happen if she stopped fighting.

Bella was at work when she got on the bus for Port Angeles. She would try to be there for her sister, she had to tell Ray she was out. When she got the bar, only the regular crowd was in. She went down to the basement to see the crowd was still small.

"Hey Ray, I need to talk to you." She sat down at the old worn out table. He gave her a small smile as he turned towards her, she was staring at the cage thoughtfully.

"This is my last night, I'm not fighting anymore." She said and he nodded. He had expected this, hell he was shocked when she walked in his door months earlier. He had watched her fight, he had watched her anger and he knew that whatever she had been through had shattered her. Girls her age should be shopping, talking about boys, laughing, but there was nothing joyous in her eyes. The green that stared back at him was dull, lifeless. In an hours time the basement was packed, and she was in the cage. Her opponent was a man, about six foot tall and lean muscle covering his body. He didn't look like he minded roughing up a girl.

"You must have a death wish girlie." He leered at her, his thoughts were obvious. A few men called to him, telling him not to try it. They called the start of the match and he moved towards her slowly, not defensive at all. She tensed as he circled her, his hands grabbing her waist from behind and pulling her against his body.

"I'm gonna knock you out and then I'm going to take you in front of all these people…and if your lucky, you won't wake up till it's over." His vice was low, and gravely in her ear. He couldn't see the smirk that rose one side of her mouth. She slammed her head back into his face, his scream was music to her ears. She kicked behind her, connecting with his man bits.

"No, if I'm lucky you won't pass out too fast." She punched hard, sending him flying into the cage. She knew there was no way she should have been able to do it, but there was no way she should have been able to throw Jasper all those months ago. Something had changed her, and she was stronger then she had been. As she began beating him down she noticed the men didn't rush in to pull her off. They had all heard his threat of rape and she knew most of the men there liked her, they would let her knock him senseless. The stomp of many feet on the stairs made everyone turn. Cops. Police raids were always a risk, and she knew there was no way to get out of the cage fast enough, she was about to be arrested.

Charlie came into the Port Angeles police station with a solemn face. They led him to the back and his stomach lurched when he saw the kind of men they had locked up, and smack dab in the middle sat his daughter, her fists bleeding.

"Brittany…what the hell where you thinking?" He asked through the bars. Some of the men seemed shocked, no one had known her name but Brittany just didn't seem to fit her.

"Therapy tool." She muttered standing up. Charlie glared at her as they opened the cell and she stepped out. He would not be moved this time, she was out of line.

"You are going to shut that smart mouth! Do you realize what could have happened to you? Do you ever think of anyone but yourself?" She felt the anger boiling over.

"I was thinking of you and Bella! Would you rather I do to Bella what I did to Renee?! Do you have any idea what it's like to be so angry that punching your own mother in the stomach seems like a good idea? No you don't! What should I have done Charlie? Take a class that tells me to count to ten? Use soothing words? Nothing sooths me!" The other deputies were making their way slowly toward them, ready to restrain her if needed.

"We could find other outlet for your anger…Jesus Brit, let me help you." He said and the look on his face was heart breaking. He really did want to help. She stared for a moment before nodding, she would let him try.

They got home to find Bella finishing on her fried chicken, a grin on her face.

"Hey dad… Brittany, what are you doing with dad?" She was slightly shocked but the happiness didn't leave her face. Brittany threw herself down into a seat and shrugged.

"I got arrested. You're my new chaperone Bells." Something they had agreed on while making their way home, Bella would be her shadow again. Her sister was completely fine with the idea. Brittany went upstairs to finish off the homework she had Bella came in a bit later and sat on her bed.

"Arrested?" Brittany chuckled and swiveled her chair to look at her. She explained the situation to her sister and then moved to sit beside her. Bella placed her head on Brittany's lap, the elder stroked her hair. Bella began telling her of the bikes and Jacob. She also told her of the reason she wanted the bike, and though they never said their names the two girls only felt comfortable talking about them with each other.

"You wont stop me right?" Bella asked suddenly worried she shouldn't have confided this to her over protective twin.

"Bells I just got arrested trying to get rid of the anger from him, I'm not gonna stop you." Bella sighed in relief before she stood up and walked towards the door.

"How do you not hate him?" Her question made Bella turn, hand still on the door knob.

"You don't hate him either, you want to but you don't… I think that is what makes you the angriest."

They drove off towards Jacob's house, Bella having convinced Charlie to invite Billy over for the game to give the teens some privacy. When they arrived Jacob rushed out to meet Bella with an umbrella. They wandered around Jacob's room before Billy finally left.

"So I figured we could stop by the dump, see if we can get lucky. This is going to get pricey." He said looking at Bella unsure if she really knew what she was getting into. They headed to the dump, Jacob finding a few bits of metal he said he could use. Bella looked utterly clueless but hung on his every word. Jacob was good for Bella, Brittany felt a small twinge of happiness for her. After the dump and auto parts store the three made their way back to Jacob's house. She found herself fading into the background as the two spoke, she had no desire to spend time with young boy, she simply felt the familiar itch to punch something.

"Bella? Brittany?" Charlie called them from the house and Jacob began rushing around putting things away. Brittany ran ahead to stall, making Charlie introduce her to Sue Clearwater and her children Seth and Leah. By the time they had finished Bella and Jacob were walking through the door. They spent the night eating and laughing, both girls seeming to have it a little more together.

She stood in the parking lot of school, a duffle bag beside her. Charlie had dropped her off at seven A.M and only two other students were there, both with a bag each and one girl was holding a pillow.

"I'm so excited." Heather was her name. She sat next to Brittany in history, the class that was her current reason for being up at that ungodly hour. Her history teacher, Mrs. Connell, had arranged for a small trip to the Texas so her best students could see the Alamo. A total of five of the ten students that had been invited could afford to go. Brittany had saved up money from her fights, and had jumped at the chance to get away. She wished it had been somewhere besides Texas, but she would take what she could get.

"Yeah, I've never been to Texas." Brittany responded to her comment. Heather was always trying to talk to her, trying to be a friend. She humored the girl but she wasn't really interested in friends.

"But being at a historical sight… I mean we are going to be standing where people fought and died, I can't imagine fighting in a war, being that courageous." Heather brushed her blonde hair back behind her ear as she stared off into space, obviously imagining herself on the battlefield.

"Courageous… right." She couldn't stop the mental images of a certain honey blonde in a civil war get up. He was a coward as far as she was concerned, he was the devil himself. Ten minutes later the entire group was standing in a circle while Mrs. Connell gave them the itinerary for the trip. The flight would be about six and a half hours, but they also had a drive to Seattle to get out of the way. It was Sunday, they would be returning Wednesday, a short trip but she felt good to get away from all the memories. Heather talked the entire way to Seattle, she had brought a book about Texas and was pointing out things to her as they drove.

"Oh look, they have stuff on the Civil War!" Brittany took in a sharp breath but glanced down at the picture, seeing the uniform on some unknown solider made her heart stop for a split second. It could have been someone he had known, someone he had fought beside. When he was human, when Jasper actually had a heart, if he ever actually had a heart.

"The Civil War is one of my favorites." Heather gushed. Brittany reached out and flipped the book closed, glaring at the upbeat blonde for a second.

"It was a stupid war, with stupid cowboys who had no minds of their own, it's no wonder they lost, they probably didn't have some fortune telling bitch telling them that's how she saw it." Heather stared at her with wide eyes, not understanding her outburst. Brittany realized she had one, given away too much information and two, scared the poor girl beside her.

"Sorry… I get crazy when I eat chili dogs before bed." Heather seemed to buy it and the rest of the ride went by without a word spoken.

Within two hours of the plane ride Heather had begun to sleep, leaving Brittany to gaze out the window peacefully. Her thoughts strayed to Bella for a moment and then her eyes slid to the backpack she had resting between her feet. She unzipped it and slid the video camera from the bag and onto her lap. Charlie had reminded her to take it and film some of her trip, he of course didn't realize that the beginning of the tape held the account of her birthday. She hit rewind and listened to the soft humming noise as the tape was spinning backwards. When she hit play she was greeted with her sister's face, less pale than it was at that moment. She had muted the volume as not to wake her neighbor, she just watched the familiar face of Alice and Edward move silently. His face suddenly appeared, with that soft smirk playing at his lips. She felt her heart tighten when she saw her own face on the screen, screaming her "I love you" to mom but the joy was evident. The screen when static filled for a second and then the picture returned, only to something she hadn't looked at since she had recorded it.

She leaned over and pulled the camera from her backpack, the black silk sheet wrapped around her like a towel. Once she had it she returned to her previous position, straddling Jasper's waist while he was stretched out across the bed, a lazy smile on his face.

"What are you doing?" He asked locking his hands together and bringing then behind his head. She grinned at him as she kept the camera focused on his face.

"I'm recording history, a vampire had sex with a human and low and behold, she lived!" She turned the camera to catch her own face and then moved it down her body and back up.

"See I am completely intact." She said and then turned the camera back to him.

"How about completely satisfied?" He asked and grinned when she closed one eyes and stared at the ceiling with the other, searching her mind for the answer.

"I don't know, I though being a vampire would give you more endurance." She let out a small shriek when he flipped her onto her back with lightening speed. The camera bounced softly at its abandoned place on the bed beside her, still recording and still pointed at them.

"I was simply allowing the human a bit of a break, I could go again." He pushed his sheet clad lower half against hers, allowing her to feel his hard as ever erection and she grinned. Then with her best southern belle impression she shouted,

"Halleluiah, the south has risen again!" Jasper reached out and grabbed the camera switching it off. He made a comment about Emmett finding it and them never hearing the end of it but she was already untangling the sheet from his waist.

She watched the screen go static again and hit the off button, closing the little screen. Only hours later he told her he cared nothing about her, that he loved Alice. She battled back the anger that came with that memory, anger for both of them. Alice had been the one to convince her to accept her vision, to let Jasper in and be with him, and then she had stabbed her in the back. Jasper had fought just as hard to get her to let him in, and then he had stabbed her in the heart, the two of them really were a perfect team. They had probably shared a good laugh at her expense when he told Alice of their intimate exchange earlier that day. Bella had said she didn't hate him, she was right, she loathed that son of a bitch.

They arrived and went to the hotel to get some sleep for their early day, the two girls and their teacher shared a room, the three boys and a male chaperone shared another. The next day they wasted no time and began their trip over to the battle sight, but were stopped when Heather exclaimed there was something interesting to see right off the freeway. They ended up standing in front of the world's largest cowboy boots. Brittany grinned as she looked up at them and knew only one person would get a kick out of this as much as she did. She took a picture of the boots and then wrote a message below the picture. Worlds largest cowboy boots, knew you would love it! As she scrolled through her numbers she stopped on his. Would he have changed his phone number? Neither sister had tried calling any them, and she wasn't sure if the guys would suspect this situation to happen. She figured it couldn't hurt to try and clicked on Emmett's name, and then hit send. She waited a few moments for a text to come back saying the number was not in service but she received nothing.

"Hope you got it Em." She muttered and headed back to the van. Some three thousand miles away the giant teddy bear of a vampire pulled his cell phone from his pocket and then began laughing, getting strange looks from everyone around him.

"It's nothing." He mumbled, a small smile still on his face.