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Chapter Seven

I walked out of the emergency room with a brace on and am told that I have an Olcranon fracture. They said it shouldn't take too long to heal and to take some pain pills.

I looked around for Jasper, not seeing him and my heart fell. Did he leave?

Then suddenly, he was in front of me, looking at me worriedly.

"Are you okay?" He asked, gliding his hand over my injured elbow. "I'm sorry. I should have made sure that you landed correctly." He said sadly, pain showing in his beautiful eyes.

"Don't worry about it Jasper. At least I wasn't hit by the car. I will take this over being ran over any day." I smiled up at him, but it didn't seem to relax him.

"Let's go. Surprisingly I was only in here for an hour. Last time I was in the emergency room, I was in there for nearly four!" I exclaimed as he walked me to the car.

"Do you do this often?" He asked flabbergast.

"Well, yes and no." I said, looking away.

"Then I will always be there to help you." He stated, looking all protective. I smiled up at him as he opened the passenger door for me. I got in as he went around he we headed back to my house. I texted Cynthia saying I just had a fractured elbow and was on my way home.

"So what does this mean?" I asked nervously. Will he be friends? Boyfriend?

"What exactly do you mean?" He asked, playing coy.

"Are we… friends?" I asked softly, biting my lip. The thought of being only friends depressed me though. I wanted so much more.

"Yes, ma'am. I cannot bear the thought of you risking your life like that. I only wish I had Edward's mind reading ability to be able to see what you see." Jasper replied and I felt my heart squeeze. Only friends? I tried to hide my disappointment.

"Well, what I used to do is carry a sketch book around, because my sister would be the same way sometimes. It was useful if I was drawing a place that I was unfamiliar with. I could draw what I see. I have become quite good at it actually." I suggested, still not looking over at him, but started playing with the radio.

"That would be quite useful actually." He said, glancing over at me. I turned up the volume and listened to a current hits station currently playing "Bring me to Life" by Evanescence. The rest of the car ride was slightly bearable. I just couldn't believe I was only friends with him. I wanted more, so much more.

"I can pick you up for school Monday." He suggested as we pulled up to my house. I could see Cynthia watching from the living room window.

"Well, you would have to drive Cynthia and me. She isn't old enough to drive alone yet." I stated.

"I can do that." He smiled. I half smiled back at him and his smile dropped a little.

"Is something wrong?" He asked, reaching his hand out to touch my face. I frowned and pulled away.

"No, everything is fine. I can drive me and my sister to school. See you Monday." I said, sort of angrily, and got out of the car, walking quickly up to the front door, not even bothering to look back at him. I slammed the front door shut when I got inside and Cynthia walked over.

"What happened? Why you so pissy?" She asked, looking over my elbow.

"Nothing!" I snapped at her and went upstairs. I felt bad for snapping at them both, but they didn't understand. I didn't want to be only friends with Jasper. And he tried to reach out to touch me out of comfort. Most friends don't do that. Why would he?

I tried to go to sleep with my mind buzzing like crazy with thoughts about Jasper and love and friendship.

This was going to be difficult.

The following Monday came and I had to re-explain the story to Mom, Dad, Jessica and practically everyone at my table, but instead I told them that I saw the little girl and ran over, not that I saw it in a vision. Mom and Dad freaked out a little, but then they sort of accepted it and were glad the little girl and me were okay.

Jasper was waiting for me after my fifth period class and wanted to walk me to lunch. I was half excited and half mad about that. He continued to look perplexedly at me over my behavior. Good! Wonder what's wrong.

As we entered the cafeteria, he joined me in the lunch line.

"I thought you didn't eat." I asked and he did his amazing half smile at me and I had to fight not to melt inside.

"I don't. But I can carry your tray for you." He offered and I had to clamp my mouth shut to not snap at him. I wasn't a cripple, but I did realize I was holding books in my good arm.

"Thanks." I bit out. He stiffened a little at my attitude and grabbed what I pointed out I wanted. He then proceeded to pay for it too.

"Where would you like to sit?" He asked stoically.

Hmm. Sit with him and his family or with my friends?

"I want you to tell me what you want." I said, looking up at him. He sighed exasperatingly before looking down at me.

"Is something bothering you? I can feel your anger and bitterness dripping off of you. I can't figure out why." He said, looking into my eyes.

"Well you tell me! You are the one who acted all hateful, then nice, then lovingly in the mall and meadow, then hateful again, then nice. But what do you want? What do I want? I just want…" My pitch was getting higher as I spoke, and I started to notice people were looking. "Just forget about it."

I felt my eyes watering up before running out of the cafeteria, dropping my books and heading out, away from him and his whiplash emotions. If I couldn't be with him as a girlfriend, then I don't think I could be with him as just a friend. I refuse to be that best friend that is secretly in love.

I ran into the forest and fumbled for my phone. I would call mom and have her bring me back. Cynthia can do whatever she wanted, but I refused to stay here with him, with the emotions he puts me through.

I should have known that he would catch up with me though. He has super speed while I run at human speed for a shorter person.

"What do you want?" I shouted at him when he stopped in front of me. Tears were starting to spill down.

"I want to know what is bothering you so much." He said, pure worry etched onto his perfect face. I hated how he looked at me like that, like he cared so much.

"You should know! You are the one that has this amazing ability to read emotions! You should feel how I feel." I yelled as he came forward and tried to hug me. "No! I can't take this!" I tried to fight him, banging my good hand onto his rock hard chest, hurting my hand more than I could hurt him. He let me though, he let me beat on him before finally losing my strength and breaking down. I cried into his shirt, sobbing for the first time since I got here.

I let the pain of moving from my favorite state, the pain of leaving my old friends, the pain of wanting to be with him, the pain of missing my mom, and the pain of being completely in love with someone who didn't return the feeling flow out from me. It seemed like a long time before I finally calmed down enough to talk. I hiccupped and wiped at my face. I probably looked a mess, bloodshot eyes, puffy face, red whit snot and tears stains down my cheeks.

But Jasper didn't seem to mind. He actually sent a wave of calm towards me and I actually accepted it openly. I let the soothing feeling wash over me, calming me down and making me think rationally again.

He waited patiently, just holding me as I wiped my face. I looked up at him and froze. He was looking down at me with such adoration in his eyes. But why?

"Do you love me?" I asked out loud and clamped a hand over my mouth, eyes growing wide Had I actually said that! I flushed a bright red, I'm sure. I wanted to run away and hide in a hold in the ground.

"Yes." He whispered before I could try to escape. My heart skipped a few beats as I slowly looked back up at him. The shock of hearing that answer had me doubting I heard him right. Did he just say yes? Was I crazy?

I was getting ready to ask him if he was serious or if I was hearing things when he brought a hand up to my face, placing it gently on my cheek.

"Hold still." He said softly, tilting his head slightly to the side. A wave of butterflies were now in my stomach. What was happening? What was he doing?

He brought his face closing to mine, his lips closer to my own as my eyes slowly fluttered close. I felt his hard lips brush against mine, a zap of emotions coursing through me.

I wanted more.

It felt like he was going to pull away but I brought my lips back to his. I pressed mine down on his, opening my mouth a little to taste his lips with my tongue. Just as my tongue touched his lips, I felt him leave.

I opened my eyes and didn't see him in front of me anymore. I looked around and heard a noise up ahead. He had jumped into one of the trees and was a good distance away from me.

"Did… did I do something wrong?" I shouted up to him. I know I don't have to shout, he could probably hear me if I whispered.

"Wait!" He shouted back down.

So I did. My thoughts were running wild within me as I waited though. What happened? He kissed me and it was… amazing! I huge grin spread across my face as I thought about it.

I wasn't crazy! He had said he liked… no, loved me! And we shared our first kiss. I will be honest, I have only had a handful of boyfriends, none of which I had ever felt this way towards before.

While I was lost in my thoughts, he landed back in front of me. He looked on edge and my euphoria started to fade.

"Do you think this could really work?" He asked, a sort of sadistic grin on his face. I didn't know how to respond to him.

"I am faster…" He ran around me and was back in front of me before I could even blink, "I am stronger…" He ran over and ripped a smaller tree out from the ground, bigger than me, and threw it against another tree, splintering it, "I am alluring, my taste, looks, even my smell will draw you in…" He got up real close to me, backing me into a tree. My back pressed against its rough bark, my heart pounding. He placed his hand on my cheek and I leaned into it, closing my eyes slowly.

"I could do anything to you." He whispered against my lips, the smell of his breath was like flying in clouds. "Don't you see, Alice. I am the world's greatest predator, top of the food chain. Nothing can stop us."

He let me go and walked a few steps away, he back to me.

"And you. You are like… my personal want, my desire." He said as he turned back around. The confusion on my face made him laugh.

"It's like a person who is addicted to drugs or cigarettes. It calls to them, sends them in a frenzy to get it. You are like my personal drug. I can't get enough of you." He explained and I only partially got what he meant.

"You mean my blood?" I asked slowly.

"Yes. Everyone has a different scent. But there are some people out there who are what we call our 'blood singers.' Your blood is like a siren to me. It calls to me, beckons me to drink it. I have to watch everything I do with you. I am not as strong as the others. When I was created, I was not always what I am now. For many years I was a regular vampire. I've… drank human blood." He looked up at me with pain filled eyes. So much regret and remorse lie in those topaz depths.

I probably should be scared. Probably should run away and never look back.

But I wasn't.

"Rosalie and Emmett where the ones who found me a little while ago. They told me of what they do instead. I didn't know something like that existed. They convinced me to come back with them, so I did. I wanted to stop what I did, wanted to get rid of the pain. Taking an animal's life seemed far less sinful than taking a human's." He seemed to be convincing himself still that he was a monster but didn't want to be.

My heart broke for him. I put a hand over my heart as I stepped towards him. He wasn't paying attention, seemed to be battling his own inner demons. I stepped close to him and leaned against his chest, wrapping my only good arm around him. He was stiff and hard.

"I love you too." I whispered into his shirt, closing my eyes and breathing in his scent.

"But, Alice…" I put a finger over his mouth to silence him.

"I want to be with you. I know you will never hurt me." I said, honesty in my voice as I looked up into his eyes. He looked contemplative for a moment before smiling, actually smiling. No hurt, no pain, no regret.

"Let's get to class. I am pretty sure it has started by now." I said, tugging on his sleeve. He followed me, and now I couldn't stop smiling. I was in love and he loved me. I couldn't be happier, couldn't feel more safe.

Boy, was I in for a surprise.