A/N: This is my first Twilight fiction and I'm introducing an OC. I'm not entirely familiar with the Twilight saga so I hope I don't offend anyone if a character is not true to form. This is done in a serious of flashbacks from the main characters point of view.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the grammatical errors found in this story.

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Chapter 4

Admitting that I knew about vampires had been my first mistake. Telling it to a room full of vampires had been my second. Letting Jasper manipulate my emotions enough to get me talking had been my downfall and my salvation.

Flashback…

I needed to get out of hear and fast. What if Stefan found me? I couldn't tell Edward and his family that someone was following me. I couldn't burden them with my problems.

"Hey," said one of the boys as he walked in and sat next to me.

"Hey," I responded as I went back to eating.

"We haven't been properly introduced, I'm Jasper," he said.

"That's nice," I replied.

"Want to tell me why you were scared a moment ago?" asked Jasper to my surprise.

"I wasn't scared, I'm not scared of anything," I said.

"Sure, something scared you. What was it?" asked Jasper as he looked me over and I had the feeling to tell him everything like earlier but unlike earlier it was more intense and try as I may I couldn't shake it.

"He's going to find me," I said despite myself.

"Who?" he asked.

"Stefan," I said.

"Who's Stefan?" he asked.

"He's…he's…" I said trying to fight of the feeling of sharing.

"Who's Stefan?" he asked once more and the feeling intensified.

"He's the one hunting me. He wants to kill me," I said and sighed.

"Why?" he asked as the rest of family walked in.

"He blames me for what happened to his wife," I said quietly. I carried the guilt over what had happened to Maggie.

"But your just a little boy how can anyone blame you for something like that?" asked Esme as she stroked my hair.

"It is my fault. I killed her," I said as tears ran down my face.

End of Flashback…

I felt the tears run down my face at the memory. Yes, I had come to terms with what had happened but the guilt snuck up on me every once in a while. I could see the same guilt in Edward's eyes sometimes, times when he withdrew from the family and just wanted to be alone.

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