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Previously: He proceeded to take me home and give me a tender and passionate kiss goodnight. After retreating to my solitude, I had the gut feeling to open my window. As I opened my window, a sudden gust fell through my room, a gust that could only be created by a supernatural being. "Edward?"
A chuckle came from my rocking chair. "Wrong brother, Darlin'."
Startled, I stumbled back, clashing into my bed and complied with the furniture to sit before something bad happened. "Jasper, what makes you think you can come into my room like this? Have you lost your mind?"
His face grew somber. "Sometimes you have to lose your mind before you can come to your senses. Do you understand what I mean now?" I nodded. "Good, now what do you think happened?"
My face scrunched in deep concentration. "I think you were so overwhelmed by Edward's bloodlust for his singer that you attacked." He nodded slowly. "Am I right?"
"Close but no cigar. Think harder, Bella. What happened exactly?"
As I thought through the night and came to the paper cut everything moved in slow motion. First, the smell of my blood polluted the air and then six pair of eyes turns from ocher to black in an instant. Edward's eyes followed the blood as it fell to the carpet and after reading his brother's mind I suppose yelled at an unnatural decibel level "No!" as he shoved me into the table with the cake and presents. Jasper was on Edward in an instant, snapping his jaws inches from my boyfriend's face yet never turning his attention towards me. It was only after Edward appeared behind Jasper the next moment did Jasper look at me. His eyes were empty, wild, but not murderous.
"You weren't trying to attack me." He nodded, encouraging me to continue. "You could feel his bloodlust yet you never wanted to kill me."
He stood at my declaration. "Yes, Bella, it's true I've had more trouble with this diet than my fellow brothers and sisters, but I could never harm you, Bella. You mean everything to our family."
"Then why attack Edward if you weren't trying to get through him to me?"
He sighed. "You'll have to figure that out for yourself because if I tell you, I'm not sure you'll believe me."
I snorted at his mysterious comment. "Try me, please."
"I wasn't the one trying to rip your throat out." Before I could respond, he disappeared and left in the blink of an eye.
The statement floored me. Was it possible that Edward was trying to attack me? To throw me aside for later, for safe keeping until he decided to drink me dry? Panic suddenly pounded through my body, I could hear every heartbeat in my ears, it reminded me of those horror movies where they play the accelerating cadence to mimic a heart. The more I thought about the idea of being sucked dry by Edward, the more I feared it would actually happen. And the more I feared it would actually happen, the more my heart pounded. Soon enough, the Cullen coven would be able to hear my heartbeat from their house.
Coven. I had never called them a coven before because I always considered them a happy family with an additive. However, since this…enlightenment, I can't think of Edward as anything other than a blood-thirsty vampire. How could I prove to myself and to Jasper that Edward was or wasn't planning on murdering me? Could I "accidently" hurt myself? No, Alice would see it coming. What if I tripped and fell in their house? There are a lot of breakable things inside the Cullen's house. As I contemplated my next move, a breeze washed through the room again.
"Edward?" Although I was certain Jasper wouldn't come back, you can never be sure with vampires.
"Of course, love. Who else would fly through your window?" I shrugged. I could see Alice doing it and scolding me on a future fashion sin but then again, I think she's gotten used to my laid-back wardrobe. Edward crossed the room at human speed and sat down beside me on my bed. "Are you alright, Bella? Alice said your future was changing as fast as time."
I shrugged, playing it off. "Just a lot on my mind after tonight. Edward, can I ask you a question?"
He patted my hand encouragingly. "Of course, you can ask me anything, love."
As I took a deep breath to prepare myself for the question, my hands began to shake and I suddenly felt like I was being cooked. "Are you really going to change me? Or are you going to...?"
He looked mostly confused but there was a light in his eyes I did not appreciate. "Or am I going to what? Drink you?" I nodded. "Well, I'm not going to kill you but I am definitely going to appreciate a fine wine when I see it."
Not the answer I had expected. I looked at him, appalled. "What do you mean?"
He gave me that crooked smile that normally soothed my fears but now it just enforced them. "Bella, your blood is so sweet. When James bit you and I had to suck the venom out...you were the sweetest thing I had ever tasted. I wanted to drain you dry but Jasper caught me in the act and persuaded me to stop using his talents. If it weren't for him you'd be dead. I'm glad you aren't because now I get to taste you again and again." He began to creep towards me and I proceeded to scoot backwards until I had pinned myself to the headboard. "Forgive me, love."
He sank his teeth into my upper arm reminding me all too well of the pain James made me endure.