Chapter 2

I walked into our small house and saw Jasper crying in the corner. The whole world came to a standstill as I processed what was happening. I remembered the lights outside the house and the ambulance, I ran over to my twin and demanded he tell me what had happened. He just started crying again this upset me.

Just then a stretcher with a white cloth covering a shape came round the corner of the hall. People in reflective jackets pushed it forwards, their faces serious and sullen. Jasper started crying again and I realised what had happened. Our Grandmother had died. I ran over to Jasper and sat down with him both of us crying, failing to comfort each other. All evening paramedics tried talking to us but I couldn't give any answers.

I had found out from Jasper that she was fine; I had known that myself as I checked on her when I came home, and then suddenly she stopped breathing and Jasper couldn't do anything about it. He said it was his entire fault but I didn't believe him along with everyone else. We were asked if we had anywhere to stay. We just stared at the stranger tears filling our eyes.

Suddenly there was knocking on the door, I got up and answered it to Emmett. He burst in giving me a furious hug. I could tell he could feel my pain that showed he cared. I found out his father Dr Carlisle Cullen was here, that's how he knew. He spent the whole night with us just trying t calm us down and comforting us. Later Alice came down and she left with Jasper to go to their house. Emmett asked me to go with him but I refused so he stayed with me. Eventually I fell asleep in his arms, comforting me.

I woke up all sticky and stiff. Emmett was still here, his arms around me and a thin blanket draped over the both of us. He stroked my tear stained face. I didn't move for a while not bothering to go to school. Emmett refusing to leave my side. He carried me to bed where I changed and had a shower. Emmett waiting in my bedroom. I came out feeling groggy and tired. I got into bed, Emmett too, his safe arms around me, protecting me. I fell asleep again and had a horrid nightmare.

My Grandmother was dead, no more family left apart from Jasper and me. The world ending, the colour drained from my life, lifeless.

I woke up again in his arms, more comfortable in my warm bed. Everything came rushing back, the past couple of days, all a horrid blur, and the most important things standing in horrifying large letters in my head.

I sat up abruptly, remembering Jasper. I could tell this action startled Emmett, but he understood. I had to see Jasper and as soon as I was up he drove me to him.

We stopped outside a huge old mansion that had been renovated; the back wall was entirely made of glass. Emmett grabbed my hand and led me toward the front door. Inside was dark and gloomy until a light was lit. All of the walls on the bottom floor had been removed inside, leaving a wide-open space. Everything was made of light colour fabric and wood, each piece of furniture matching any other. The whole house I guessed could have been a how home.

I was taken to a large conference looking table where Edward and his wife Bella sat along with Esme and Carlisle, Alice sat on her own at the head of the table. "Where is Jasper? I demanded.

"Please don't be angry Rosalie." Carlisle replied.

"Just tell me where my twin is please."

"Jasper left this morning and has started taking drugs, he wouldn't listen to us,"

Did I just hear what I thought I did? Emmett squeezed my hand; I turned toward Alice and put as much venom into my voice as possible "Where. Is. Jasper?"

"He left to go to the hostel, he is staying there." I didn't take long to make my decision; I was going to the hostel. I ran out the door, Emmett keeping pace with me. We got into his car in silence and we headed towards the hostel. When our parents had died Jasper had resulted to drugs, he often stayed at the hostel outside of Forks. I didn't want history to repeat its self.

We raced along the road and finally came to a stop outside an old, crumbling building.