JasperPOV:
Bella's it's been six moths since Bella's 4th birthday, Alice, Rosalie and Esme dressed up as mermaids, and Alice even persuaded Carlisle to dress up as a merman! Bella was so happy, she loved her presents.
She is still calling Esme 'Momma' and Carlisle 'Dadda' much to their delight and Rosalie's dismay, I don't know why she has a problem with it, and why can't she just share it with all of them instead of just me and Edward, she's really starting to get on my nerves.
We've been hunting a few times, but only in one's of two's. I think Carlisle's planning a family hunt, but he hasn't figured out who should stay behind, Edward's hunted most recently, so it might be him, which Rosalie isn't happy about.
"Jasper, Alice, Rosalie, Emmett, can you come here please? Edward, you need to be listening," Esme calls from the dining room, probably a family meeting, leaving Edward to supervise Bella.
I take Alice's hand and headed towards the dining room.
When we're all seated, Carlisle begins.
"We've decided to go on a hunting trip, as we haven't been as a family for while, but we need someone to look after Bella, and Edward has most recently been."
"This is a really bad idea, you know." Interrupts Rosalie, Edward growls from upstairs.
"Just let him finish," I snap while she glares at me. Carlisle clears his throat for our attention.
"As I was saying, Edward has most recently hunted, and Esme and I would really like to go as a family. I know that some of us do not particularly like this idea, but I personally trust Edward to handle Bella, and we wont be far away, if anything were to happen. Shall we vote on it?" He finishes.
"Jasper?"
"I trust Edward, I think it's a good idea."
"Alice?"
"Same as Jasper." She smiles.
"Emmett?"
"Er... Sure?" He glances at Rosalie.
"If anything happens, I will personally tear him apart, limp by limb, and then set fire to the pieces." She growls. "But, fine, whatever."
"Rosalie, you need to learn to have more faith in your brother, he would never let anything happen to Bella, he loves her just as much as you do." Esme scolds.
Why does Rosalie have to turn everything so negative? Can't she trust her own brother?
"How long will we be away, and when will we go?" Asks Emmett.
"Around three days and tomorrow." Carlisle says. "Well, I've got to go to work now, goodbye, Love." He kisses Esme's cheek. "See you later, behave." He tells us. "Bye, Bella." He calls.
"Bye, Dadda!" She yells. And then we hear her giggling as Edward tickles her.
"No, no! Stop! Edward! Stop!" She squirms out of his reach and toddles away, heading downstairs. When she gets to us, out of breath and panting, she climbs onto Alice lap and plays with a strand of her hair.
"Bella, sweetheart, tomorrow, Momma, Dadda, Jasper, Alice, Emmett and Rosalie are going on a little holiday, but you are going to stay at home with Edward, is that okay? If you want us to stay, then we will."
"Yay! Edward! Can we watch 'The Little Mermaid'?" We all groan, I feel very sorry for Edward.
"Er, sure, but Edward was thinking about taking you to the zoo."
"Really? The zoo? That' soooo cool!" She gasps.
Edward appears at the door, suddenly, he needs to stop doing that or Bella will guess something.
"You looking forward to it?" He grins at her.
"Yeah! We're going to the zoo, we're going to the zoo!" She sings.
The next day.
Edward'sPOV:
I've never seen Bella so excited, she keeps singing about going to the zoo, she's so easily entertained.
"Bella, are you almost ready?" I call up the stairs. I hear her zip up her jacket.
"Yeah, I'm coming!" She shouts.
She flies down the stairs, skidding around in her socks, taking three at a time. I'm about to tell her to be careful when I hear her slip and fall and then start rolling down the stairs. What am I doing? Move! Move now! I yell at myself, but I'm frozen, I can't feel, think, breathe. Then I smell it, sense it. Her blood, her beautiful, sweet, fresh blood, so appetizing. No! Don't think like this, Edward. This is your sister! I try to restrain, but I can't! It's too good. I force myself to look at her before the monster takes over, she's sprawled on the ground, her arm bent strangely, her eyes are open and dart around, she looks terrified. She has cuts down her forehead. No! Resist, Edward!
"I'm sorry for making you angry, Edward." She whispers, her voice small and shaky, she thinks I'm angry at her? No! I'm angry at myself, for not being able to fight the monster within me. I take anther step forward and feel my senses die, my feelings, my thoughts, me. It's the monster now, taking control. It's too strong. I close my eyes and pounce...
To be knocked over by something massive, we crash into the stairs, breaking at least ten of them.
"No! Get off, NOW!" I growl and bite into whatever it is. I feel myself being lifted up and thrown through door way, taking the door and the frame with me. That's when I get feel my senses return, hear the buzzing of thoughts flying round my head. The loudest is Rosalie's.
He bit him, he almost killed her, I AM GOING TO KILL HIM! I SWEAR IT! HE DOESN'T DESERVE TO LIVE! HE COLD OF KILLED HER. WHAT IS WRONG WITH HIM! And Emmett, how could bite his own brother. EDWARD, WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?
She starts to scream at me at the end. I don't blame her, what kind of sick monster am I? My own sister? Bella? I tune into Carlisle's thoughts; he's checking her other.
Hmmm, broken arm, sprained ankle?... How could Edward not have caught her?... She's a bit shaken up, but I guess she'll be fine, soon enough... But it's not his fault... Rosalie's not going to be happy... I'll need to check Emmett over as well... His own brother?... That's not in Edward's nature at all... Bella must be his singer... We're going to maybe have to... No. We can't... But she's at such a risk... Why did I allow this to happen?...
I tune out of his self-argument. I feel sick. I've ruined this family. That's the kind of messed up person I am. Stupid. Argh! I punch the ground with all my strength, creating a large crack along the width of the house, and start running away, as fast as I can, as hard as I can.
That's it, run away. Run away from everything that goes wrong, as if that's going to help.
Alice thinks at me, desperately. I take one last look at her, but then turn and run...
