Disclaimer: AGAIN, why do we put these disclaimers?

Author's note: The actual story begins next chapter.

I seem to have forgotten to tell EVERYONE what Disturbia is! Disturbia is a companion to the Deadly Sins series, and it explains Jacob's death and Bella's memory loss. I'll have that up once Bella regains her memory, promise!


"Edward?" I whispered, rolling over onto my stomach, wrapping the sheets tighter around my bare body.

"Yes love?" His velvet voice didn't bring the same reactions in me as it used to, even if it was throaty and husky after we'd given ourselves to one another again.

"Will you tell me the truth?" I asked, hoping to trap him in his words.

"Of course, darling, I always do." He smiled crookedly.

"Why don't you want me to have that power?" I asked, wrapping my arms around his waist and pulling myself closer to him.

"Because...Oh, Bella, it'll sound stupid to you." He sounded so broken up that I couldn't believe I was hearing him react this way.

"No, I just want to know!" I reassured him, brushing a strand of his messy bronze hair out of his eyes.

"I'm worried that all these powers will overwhelm you...and I'll lose you forever," he sobbed, his body shuddering.

"Oh, darling, that won't happen!" I said, squeezing myself tighter to his body and feeling him pressing against my stomach.

"It might!" He started kissing me, harder each time as if to make sure I was still in his possession, over my cheeks, my eyelids, my nose, my lips, my neck, my collarbone...


"Do you have any intention of getting dressed, beautiful?" Edward asked, tracing my face with the tip of his finger.

"None whatsoever." I answered haughtily, rolling over and pressing my face into the soft pillow. I was aching all over.

"I'll be downstairs then," he stalked out of the room, his form fitting jeans giving me a fabulous view.

I got up out of bed, not bothering to cover myself up. I was accustomed to going without seeing Edward during the day, by now. We'd meet in the bedroom at night, spend some time together relieving any tension, and walk away in the morning again.

I replayed our conversation in my head.

"Why were you with Jasper all night anyway?" Edward asked, removing his mouth from mine.

"I wanted to talk to him..." I tried not to concentrate on Jasper too hard, lest I picture him...

"I waited here nearly all night, you know." I was well aware.

"I'm sorry." I lied.

"You'll pay for that," he smiled devilishly, but I barely noticed.

I shuddered, running a hand through my ruffled hair. I couldn't be bothered to do much to myself today. I lined my eyes with some eye liner, smudged it quickly with my finger, and put some light blush on my cheeks.

Ah, early 21st Century chic.

I looked at the result.

I looked like a siren. Great!

I rifled through the large wardrobe that contained all of mine and Edward's clothes. Suddenly, I wanted to wear a man's shirt, with a short skirt. I was all for going back to 2008! Ah, when vintage was in...Now, everything had to be bang on trend. I could bring vintage back, right?

But, Edward didn't have any of the style I wanted.

I pouted.

I pulled a black pleated skirt on with a vest and skipped outside the door, sliding down the spiralling banister slowly. I hopped off once I got to the second floor.

"Hey Bella." Jasper smiled, striding towards me and the stairs.

"Oh, Hey Jasper!" I smiled, rushing forward to him. "Do you happen to have a shirt?"

"Well, only the one I'm wearing..." He joked. "You mean an early 21st century style, do you?"

"Yes!" I exclaimed. "Exactly! How did you know?"

"I can tell when you're in an 'I'll bring vintage back' mood. Come on." He took me lightly by the hand, and we went into our room.

His room, I reminded myself.

"What colour do you want to wear darling?" He asked, tugging me playfully into his vast closet.

"Ah, the wonder of Alice." I smirked. I rifled through the racks, unable to find exactly what I wanted.

"No luck?" Jasper asked sadly.

I let my eyes rake across his features, his angular nose, the ochre of his eyes, his messy blond hair, his strong shoulders, his barely obscured chest, his shirt..

"Yes, luck." I sighed. "But you're wearing it."

It was just a plain, crisp, white shirt. And it was what would go best with my torn denim mini skirt.

Jasper had the shirt off before I could blink out of habit.

I let my eyes roam over his torso before I got myself in check and accepted his shirt thankfully, pulling my shirt off and tugging his over my head. I couldn't help inhaling Jasper's seductive scent. Jasper was fully clothed again once the soft material was covering my body, and I sighed, walking downstairs with him.

"Jelly Belly!" Emmett cried. "You look lovely today!" He complimented me as I sat down next to him, Jasper sitting by my side and grabbing the third console to Halo.

"Thanks Grizzly." I pulled my legs up to my chin. "Where's Rose?"

"Um..." Oh, shit. "She's with Alice." Poor Bella. Rosalie's her best friend...it's got to be hard that she's spending all this time with Alice...

I blocked him out. "Don't worry about it Em."

Edward got up from his seat beside Emmett, pausing to kiss me on the forehead before he walked out.

As his lips touched the soft hairs on my head, I heard him inhale. And felt him stiffen.

"You smell like Jasper." He said accusingly.

"Jasper's sitting right there, Edward." I laughed.

"No, you smell like Jasper... all over you." I looked up at him confusedly, noting his darkening eyes. I couldn't smell Jasper's sweet scent on me at all...then I realised.

"Oh, it's the shirt." I informed him.

"That shirt?" Edward asked, looking for confirmation.

I nodded.

"Are you wearing Jasper's shirt?" He asked me stupidly.

"Yes, I'm wearing Jasper's shirt!" I answered back, giggling.

You know it's going to happen, Edward, I heard Alice call to him...

"Well why aren't you wearing mine?!" He ignored Alice totally, turning his dark eyes to mine.

"You didn't have one like I wanted." I explained.

"Oh right, okay..." He was trying to placate himself, and I felt Jasper sending a wave of calm at him. I did the same, doubling its effect. "I'm going to go hunting. Alice said Aro will be here, within the hour."

"Within the hour?" I repeated, but he was already gone.

Whatever Edward dreaded.

Whatever would kill him.

Whatever I would see.

Whatever would hurt me.

Whatever would kill me again.

Whatever would hurt Alice.

Whatever it was, it was coming.