A/N: Oh, my. The Cullens are going to leave Forks, Washington. I really don't know anything about West Virginia, I went there once a few years ago on a road trip with my family. But, we stayed in the campgrounds. I'm a city girl, so I'm going to try to avoid really talking about this state. Ahaha. It's not like that is important anyways. This is a build up of some grief and resentment...also where the story really picks up. OOOHHH. Alors, continuez à lire mes amis! Je vous remercie pour le soutien et continuer à donner une note!

"Mom, I'm so excited!" Renesmee was practically jumping out of her shoes. We were on the airplane to Charleston.

"I'd appreciate it if you didn't scream 'mom' at me in public, you have to realize I look like your best friend or something." She really hadn't called her father and I anything but "mom" and "dad" before. I hoped she wouldn't slip up once we started school. Uh, school…I was loathing the idea of arriving. I wanted to hop out of the airplane and run back to the safety of Forks. Away from the unknown and halls of alluring teenagers.

When we got to the house, all of our mouths hit the floor. It was huge. I didn't even want to think of how much money it cost, I didn't want to think about how Carlisle probably paid for it all at once. Renesmee's room was on the first floor, on a different wing from all of the other rooms down there. While, on the other side Rosalie and Emmett shared a room. It was more like the size of a small house. Mine and Edward's room was on the second floor along with Alice and Jasper's. A huge living room separated our corridors. It was like living in an upscale apartment, that had a wall ripped out to set it next to another. My first thoughts were filled with relief. Maybe it wouldn't be too easy to hear them. From the living room, there was another hallway that formed and that is where we decided we should place Jacob. There was another room downstairs, but it was right next to Renesmee's. We weren't too sure of how we felt about that. Carlisle and Esme got the whole third floor to themselves. Carlisle's study, Esme's office, and their bedroom. It was a house that was fairly easy to fall in love with. It wasn't directly in the city, more close to a forest near by. West Virginia would be a perfect place to hunt with all of it's wildlife.

After we got settled in, we decided to explore the city. Somehow Jasper and I ended up going separate from the others, it was nice. We barely got to even talk during the summer because of all chaos that circled our home about the moving, two months it had been since we had time alone. I missed his lazy smile and feeling his arms wrapped around me. He held my hand as we sat on a bench in a nearby park. It was enough contact that it satisfied our needs of each other for the moment, but simple enough that if any of our family walked to us they wouldn't think much of it. We didn't say much as I rested my head on his shoulder, we mostly just watched all of the people that passed us. Some teenagers passed and their whispers might as well have been screams. "Wow, look at them." "I wonder if they're models." I couldn't help but to be a little bit smug and I smiled up towards Jasper and winked.

"Yeah, Jasper. You must be a model." He chuckled a bit and pushed me to the side. I gave him puppy dog eyes and he pulled me back next to him, this time wrapping his arm around my shoulders. I felt like I had been so high strung since all of this moving stuff started, but the second I was with him, I felt rested and forgot all about my worries. He was my sleep, he was my serenity. I had stopped shielding him from Edward for a month or so, because Jasper told me that whenever Edward was around him he got anxious and curious as to what he was thinking about. It was hard to do, I had become so used to constantly shielding him, it felt unnatural to take it away from him. Also, I wasn't quite sure if he could manage his thoughts around him. I guess he had held up so far. I knew I could have never done it. My mind always played back the few times we had been together. It was the only thing that could keep me sane when we weren't doing those things.

Once we grew a bit tired of the park, we decided to walk around the town some more. There were thousands of strip malls and convenience stores followed by plenty of alleyways. We decided to walk through them, see if there were any hidden shops, local things. It didn't take me all of a second to slam him into the wall of a building and press my lips onto his. Brick dust flew around him and onto me, a brown and rustic red snow to shower us. Oh, how much I had missed the taste of his mouth, the curves of his lips, the feel of his tongue. He grabbed me by my neck and pulled me even closer to his body. When these moments happened, I caught myself wondering how I ever lasted so long without touching him. I gave him a small apologizing smile before backing away from him and continued to walk down the alley, he shortly followed.

He shook his head when he caught up to me. "You kill me, Bella, how am I supposed to not think of that in front of Edward?" He was laughing as he said these words, but we both knew how serious he actually was.

Going back to our family was the hardest thing I had done up to that point. I wanted to forget about them and run with Jasper. But, he was right. I would never leave my husband or my daughter. It was silly of me to think I loved Jasper enough to leave them behind. No love would ever be strong enough.

The night before our first day of school was nerve wracking. Alice was chasing after everyone with their outfits they had to wear, thank god for Nessie and Jacobs neediness of sleep because that was the only way to avoid her wrath. The only person who didn't try to argue with the outfit she had chosen for him was Jasper. He never did, he always just smiled and went along with whatever she wanted. The way she looked at Jasper was excruciating. It was filled with so much love. Alice and Jasper were probably the most spiritual couple I had ever seen. Don't get me wrong, Rosalie and Emmett were definitely in love, but the connection Alice and Jasper had was so beautiful. I was tainting their love every time I touched her husband. I hated him for it. He probably could feel it, but he ignored it for his sanity's sake and Edwards. If Edward knew that looking at Alice and Jasper made me angry, red flags would be sure to pop up. I wasn't jealous of Jasper and Alice. I was angry because he kissed me first. He didn't have to show me his lust and understanding. He could have just given me a nice hug and chatted with me for the rest of the night. He chose to put my face in his hands, he chose it all. I never had the choice. It was as if Jasper had been waiting for me, but it all happened so fast. I may have thrown myself at him, but he could have easily turned it down. Alice gave him everything, she saved him from his miserable pointless existence. Gave light in his eternal darkness. Yet, he kissed me that night, and I couldn't help but think, "What is he missing?" But, shortly after that thought, I remembered he probably was thinking the same thing. I could never be jealous of Alice, because I hurt for her too much. I did not want to be in her place, I just wanted to keep my own. My logic was fucked and I couldn't bring myself to care.

"Bella, you're fine. Don't worry." Edward whispered to me so low, I'm barely sure the rest of our vampire family even heard him. I took a deep breath in and followed suit with the rest of our family into the high school of torture for the next few years. The impact of their notice of us was terrifying as it was immediate. I can't imagine what they were only thinking to themselves because they were whispering things I would have thought they would be ashamed to say.

"Holy hell, look at those girls."

"I know, which one do you think is the hottest?"

"I don't know, but I wouldn't mind fucking any of them."

Those words almost set Emmett in a frenzy. Edward gave the boys a death glare as we walked into the office. There, the whispers were even louder.

"Whoa, they are beautiful."

"Do you think they're all related?"

"I don't know…they kind of look alike, but don't."

"Well, I hope they're not, because it'd be a little gross. Look at the red head and that brunette. If his hand got any closer to her ass…" Edward smirked and moved his hand directly onto my butt and gave it a squeeze. The girls behind us lowly giggled, Jasper looked like he was holding in vomit. I didn't have class with Edward until 3rd block, but Nessie was in my next class, Art. We got to class before the teacher even did, and she whispered so only I could hear, "It's kind of weird having a class with your mom.."

I smiled and put my hand through her bronze ringlets, "Don't worry, make friends! I will act only as a sister while in school." I held my palm in the air, "Scouts Honor!"

The murmurs were ridiculous, you would think that because we moved here before school had started, it wouldn't be much to talk about. There were plenty more new students than just us. A whole grade of them. But, my hopes were crushed. I kind of expected them to be anyways. We sat in the back of the class and watched the students pile in. The brave few guys tried to approach us, but we kindly mentioned our boyfriends immediately and they soon backed off. I knew that I wasn't going to be really talking to any of the humans here, I had held little interest in making friends. But, Nessie, she would surely want someone to hang out with and be a kid with. She found her first friend in a small girl, maybe fifteen, named Chloe. They giggled all through out class while I smiled and nodded at appropriate times.

One thing I didn't like about this school, was that it was almost ridiculous to see my family between blocks, the hallways were congested and you had five minutes to get to class. I didn't think it would be a great idea just to shove people around, I wasn't trying to attract attention to myself. This school was definitely too big, yet it was too small to let go of our gossip. I felt that the largest school on planet Earth would be too small to notice our existence.

Jasper and I were alone in the next class, American History. I knew that with him, I'd pass this class, vampire studying abilities or not. I wanted to hold his hand so badly, I wanted to pretend he was mine, at least in this classroom. Show my admiration towards him in front of others. Instead, I made due with having my shoulder slightly leaned in his direction to slightly swift against his by chance. I was barely aware of what was going on around me staring into his eyes, but I could hear someone in front of us let out a nervous sigh. We both looked towards the culprit as soon as he started speaking.

"So, are you guys like brother and sister or something?"

Jasper answered, "Kind of, but we're adopted."

"Oh, so you two aren't related?"

"No, but I have a twin that goes here too, Rosalie."

"Cool." He shifted his eyes back and forth between us as if trying to find our bonds. I didn't know what he saw, but he seemed satisfied and turned around. The rest of class was torture, the teacher had little to say. Instead, he just sat on the computer for most of the block after handing out a syllabus along with some homework. I really hoped he wasn't going to be this horribly boring the entire year. Why were people like these even teachers? I noticed the awards, pictures, drawings, and flyers hung around the walls after that, he was the varsity soccer coach for our school. Apparently, he was a very, very good one. I guess teaching was his way of getting to be a coach.

When the bell rang, I walked as fast as my human charade would let me into the cafeteria to meet up with Edward. Somehow, we ended up being the only ones in that part of lunch. Another thing not to like about this over populated school was that they separated the lunches into two halves. So even if you did have it the same block, you probably didn't go the same times. This school was designed to keep me apart from my family. The only people I would know. Luckily, in my lunch the next day I had Alice, Rosalie, and Nessie with me. A day, B day thing. 3 classes one day, 3 classes the next. Meaning tomorrow would be another first day basically, full of new stares and gasps. Edward had found a seat in the far back corner of the cafeteria, next to the horrible smelling cafeteria line, but also refreshingly close to the door to get out of there without being noticed. He gave me his smile as I walked across the room as slow as I could allow myself to sit next to him.

"So, what are these kids talking about?"

His smile grew wider, "Well, all the girls are going hormonal over me and extremely jealous of you now that they see you next to me. Specifically a girl that was in my last class. She thought that she just might have had a chance to get with me. She still thinks it."

I smiled smugly, "Oh, really? Looks like I'm going to have to be on the look out. Seems you have a Mike Newton, now." As I said that he started to look intently at two boys and a girl sitting directly across from us. I realized that one of the boys was the boy from history class. Edward then looked at me.

"Those kids are slightly confused. They saw you and Jasper a couple days ago at the park sitting at a bench together with your head rested on his shoulder, and then seeing you sit next to each other in class. He thought you two were dating. He's trying to figure out why you're holding my hand and such."

"Hmph. He was staring at Jasper and I intensely earlier. We told him we were siblings."

"Yeah, but when you said you weren't blood related, he assumed."

"Oh."

"He knows we're talking about them. He's wondering if you know he's talking about you." After he said that, I glared at the boy from class until he gave me a pleading look before turning his gaze towards his food. "Now he feels stupid for thinking that you and Jasper were anything but friends."

"Of course he does." How could a simple human figure it out before my genius husband did? Everything was getting a bit ridiculous. I smiled for him, but he saw through it.

"Is Jasper okay? Now even Alice is trying to keep her thoughts from me about him and you. I feel like I'm being left out."

"He's fine, he's just been emotional lately, I don't think high school is going to help much being around moody teenagers all day. I think he just likes being around me because of how happy I usually am." Lies.

"Are you okay?"

"When I'm not, he's there to make me okay. It's crazy to have someone that fully understands how you're feeling, you know? " At least this was the truth.

"I'm a little jealous." He stated it as a matter of fact, as if he was detached from the entire situation.

"Why?"

"I wish you would come to me when you're upset." He frowned slightly as he spoke.

"Edward, you freak out and go all 'protect Bella' mode. I don't want to be sheltered from my pain. I just want to know that someone can understand it. I love you, Edward, I truly do. But, there are some things better left inside of my head. Hell, Jasper doesn't even really know why I'm upset most of the time, he just can feel it, and that's enough. Feeling it is understanding it. He's a great brother."

He smiled and then kissed my forehead, "I know he is, and I understand why you would go to him when you're upset, and vice versa. But, I'm still jealous."

I smiled back at him and nestled my head into his chest. "A little jealousy never hurt anybody, I guess." I couldn't see him, but I pictured him rolling his eyes at me. We waited for the bell to ring and then we went to our Study Block and then onto our last class of the day.

After that long miserable day, we headed home. Ness had more fun than I would have thought possible. She told everyone in full detail her entire day that was filled with jealousy, awkward glares, and a few friends. I felt like a horrible mother, but I just wasn't that interested in that moment. Any other time, I would have wanted her to tell me everything in minute detail. My mind was elsewhere though; lingering on the last time I had felt Jasper inside of me. It was so sudden, we left to go hunt and next thing I knew he had me pinned onto the ground and I didn't even have the chance to tell him no, not that I would have anyways. I couldn't believe it had been so long since I had last felt his touch. Jasper felt the lust pour out of me and from there, Edward noticed. Edward smiled and pulled me out of the chair I was sitting in to lead me to our room upstairs. I looked back and Jasper's facial expression was of complete horror. I sent him sorrow and regret hoping he'd realize that I meant the lust towards him. He just grew more upset by my emotions. Later on that night, he told me it was like watching me walk to my death.

I felt like I was walking towards my death, too. I had just been fantasizing about loving another and my husband took it as my lust for him. Loving Edward had never been torture for me, not even unappealing, just sad because I was so depressed. But those moments with him after the misinterpretation were the most horrifying, psyche breaking torture I had ever experienced in my life. It took me all of my strength not to start sobbing as he kissed me and worked on my body. I really was starting to lose my mind. I wondered if I would just die from misery, I had heard once of a man who died of heart failure the day after his wife died. To put it lightly, he literally died from a broken heart. I wondered morbidly if an unbeating heart could cause me to die from being in a thousand shattered pieces. I doubted it, my only hope of escaping this all was taken away from me. I knew that the only chance at an attempt at escape was to continue to hold on to Jasper. My logic was in a circle. I cheated on Edward with Jasper, and I felt horrible when I slept with Edward. But sleeping with Jasper made me feel better about feeling bad about sleeping with Edward. Which made me feel bad when I slept with Edward. Which made me feel bad when I was with Jasper.

I had no idea how the crazed look that was marred in my brain never showed on my face. Jasper could hardly mask his emotions. It was never like he had to before. It was never like he ever had, he was an empath, for crying out loud. His whole being was centered around his emotions and those around him. I knew someone probably caught our worried exchange when I was leaving the room to be with Edward. I wondered what they thought of it. Obviously not too much, because Edward didn't seem bothered by what they saw. He was too distracted. After he was done, I took a shower and walked into our living room. It was already night time. Jacob and Ness were on a date, Edward decided to follow them in the shadows. He was getting a little insane about protecting his daughter. Alice was shopping.

Jasper was alone on the couch watching something about war. I sat so close to him that I could feel the electricity flowing through our bodies. It reminded me of Biology with Edward. This is when he said it, "Watching you walk away from me…to do that…it was like watching you walk to your death."

He felt the tears flow down my cheeks, even though neither of us could see them. I held his hand and pretended to watch TV with him, but instead I was radiating love and tenderness, he'd send me passion and want…need. It was hard, I wanted to take him somewhere, anywhere and feel whole again, but I couldn't dare think about it. I got up from the couch and walked towards the stairs.

"Where are you going?"

"I need to get out of this house." Before I could let him reply I ran down the stairs and out the door in a flash and continued to run until I found a nice spot in the woods. After sitting momentarily in a brief clearing, I closed my eyes and lay still in the damp grass. Why couldn't I just be happy with my husband? And why couldn't I just get over it? I heard feet approach me but I did not move to acknowledge their owner. Not until I felt his body over me, and his lips to mine.