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"Are you sure?" I asked Jasper. We were in the parking lot of Forks High School.
"You don't have to do this," Alice chipped in. Jasper ignore us, I glanced at Alice who looked mildly depressed. She hated this; she hated knowing some of our 'eating habits'. Amazing she stuck with us for so long.
"Yeah Jazz you don't have to," Emmett surprised both me and Alice. Jasper finally looked up.
"And here I thought you'd be the one cheering me on," Jasper commented dryly.
"You know I usually support you, but she has friends," Jasper waited for him to continue, "They might want to investigate, why she's gone missing."
"They're drunk and high most of the time," Jasper reminded them.
"Fine go and be quick," I rushed him. And just like that he was gone. Emmett looked at Alice.
"Alice he'll be fine," Emmett tried to reassure her.
"I feel bad for Emily, she has no idea," she shook her. Emily would be forgotten quickly. That's how we decided on whom to kill, people who will not be remembered.
"It's not like she has much to live for," Emmett shrugged, "Besides, Jasper's been really thirsty, he's held on for this long. But another day and he would have drank you dry."
"Jasper wouldn't do that," Alice said calmly.
"Jasper loves blood more than he loves you. It's messed up but it's what we do. It's our addiction; it's what keeps us going. Jasper craves it just like me and Edward," Emmett didn't sugarcoat it, "We can't just live off of animal blood."
"Could we possible discuss our bloodlust somewhere else?" I asked we got into my silver Volvo. The car ride was silent for the most part. We got home and went in our separate directions. Jasper was probably drinking Emily's blood right now. I don't how long it would be before I would need human blood. Everyday that I was around people I wanted to devour everyone.
Especially Bella Swan, I don't know what was wrong with me. I wanted her, I just didn't know in which way. I wanted to feel her soft skin, kiss her perfect lips, and drink her sweet blood. I cringed, the thought of her death lifeless body.
I heard Jasper come home, two hours later. I heard noise coming from Jasper and Alice's room. It was nice to know that Jasper had someone, his mate.
The next day, Emily name was forgotten half-way through second period. It was amusing to see how small a human attention span was. The day went on, no one spoke of Emily.
So if they can forget about her so could I. I wanted to approach Bella, so I did.
"Hello," I said randomly, after her last class. That caused her to drop all her books on the floor.
"Crap," I heard her mutter.
"Here let me help you," I helped her with her notebook. She didn't even look at me, she just thanks and ran away. I was tempted to go after her, but decided against it.
He was unlike anything I've ever seen. I knew from the first moment I saw him I had to… No that was too much to ask for. I mean how would I approach him? How would he response? Edward Cullen would never be mine, that much I was certain of. For a moment I let my imagination run away from me. Because if I was honest, that's the only way I could have him. The only way I could be near him.
He was always with his family. Emmett, Jasper, and Jasper's girlfriend's Alice. There were rumors that once you got involved with the Cullen's, people tend to disappear. That should have scared me, but it just made me want him so much more. Yes, Edward was my addiction. I craved to know more about him; I craved to have him near me.
"Bella," unfortunately my thoughts were rudely interrupted by my best friend Angela Webb. I finally remembered we were at her house.
"Yeah?" I snapped out of my day dream mode.
"Still thinking about him?" she mocked. I glared at her unable to think of a snappy comeback.
"It's cute that you like Edward, but it's not like he'll ever pay attention to girls like us. Emmett and him want girls like Rosalie and Lauren." I rolled my eyes it's partly true.
"You want to know what I heard," I nodded pretending I cared. "I heard Jasper was trying to make a move on Emily." I frowned. Jasper was dating Alice, why he want Emily?
"Scarface Emily?" I asked stupidly. It was an unfortunate nickname, but that's how she was referred to as. A huge scar was planted directly on the left side of her face. She never told anyone how she got it. Or at least one bothered to ask her.
She looked at me impatiently, "No the other Emily, of course that Emily."
"Jasper was probably being nice to her," I commented lightly. Angie shook her head.
"You know the Cullen's' are never nice without having reasons, and guess what else I saw?"
I tried to sound eager, but I couldn't. I found the Cullen's exciting and mysterious, while she found them disturbing. It got frustrating at times.
"What else?" she could tell I was slightly annoyed.
"He gave her a ride home."
I sighed, "Ride home? Her car was out of gas or something. It's not that big of a deal."
"It is a big deal, it's a huge deal. It's the Cullen's they don't exactly have the best record. It's like they're a magnet for danger. People disappear, vamoose. Bella I'd be careful if I was you. I don't want anything to happen to you."
That was her warning and maybe I should listen. The next day Emily disappearance shocked no one. It's not like she was popular she hung out with lowlifes. I wonder what Jasper said to her.
I tried to ignore the warning glances Angie was giving me. The whole day I ran scenarios of where Emily could be. Nothing made sense what could Jasper want from her? When my last class ended I was rather surprise when he came up to me.
"Hello." the sweet velvet voice caused me to drop all my books. Was this some cruel dream? Edward Cullen was talking to me.
"Crap," I muttered and started to pick up my things off the floor.
"Here let me help you," I didn't dare look up I was praying it wasn't a dream.
"Thanks." I took the notebook from his hands, careful not to touch him. I got up swiftly and hurried away. Great I finally get Edward to utter two words to me and I ran away. The whole way home I ran the scene in my head I had my chance and I ruined it. I had to find a way to be near him, it seemed like I was risking my life to be with him.
