Before you get confused, when you see "…", it means the person is talking and when you see '…', it means the person is using sign language. If the words are in italics, then it means they wrote those words. If the words are underlined in between "…", it means someone is interpreting what they said, and if it is underlined in between '…', then the person is talking and signing.

We walked along many streets for a while until we started passing a much of warehouses. This was a major sign that we were heading in the wrong direction. I think Bella realized this too, because she turned east at the next corner and then looped around after a few blocks going in the direction of the boardwalk.

A group of four men turned around the corner we was heading for, dressed too casually to be heading home from the office, but they were too grimy to be tourists. As they approached, I realized they were the same men from outside the store window and they were in possession of more beer. They were joking among themselves, laughing raucously and punching each other's arms. I scooted as far to the inside of the sidewalk as I could while grabbing Bella's arm to pull her with me. I walked swiftly to get away from them.

However, they didn't pass us like I hoped they would, instead they stopped while looking at us. One of the men came closer to us so I walked with Bella faster toward the corner. I found myself on a sidewalk leading past the backs of several somber-colored warehouses, each with large bay doors for unloading trucks, padlocked for the night. The south side of the street had no sidewalk, only a chain-link fence topped with barbed wire protecting some kind of engine parts storage yard. We'd wandered far past the part of Port Angeles that we, as guests, were indented to see. It was getting dark. The clouds were finally returning, piling up on the Western horizon, creating an early sunset. The eastern sky was still clear, but graying, shot through with streaks of pink and orange. A single car passed us, and then we were alone.

As we walked along the road, I looked above me at the sky which was slowly darkening. Bella grabbed my arm and quickened her pace attracting my attention. I realized with a shock that two men, who were from the same group we had passed at the corner, were walking quickly twenty feet behind us. I turned my head forward at once, quickening my pace behind Bella. A chill, which had nothing to do with the weather, made me shiver again.

I continued to walk as quickly as I could without actually running, focusing on the right-hand turn that was only a few yards away from me now. I trusted Bella to get us away from the men, so I just followed while periodically looking behind me at the men, who is still the same distance away from us.

We reached the corner, but a swift glance revealed that it was another deserted street. I could see in a distance, two intersections down, were street lamps, cars, and more people, but they were all too far away. Because lounging against the western building, midway down the street, were the other two men from the group and two new men, both watching with excited smiles as I froze like a deer caught in the headlights. I realized we weren't being followed. We were being herded.

Bella grabbed my arm and started running as fast as she could toward the busy street, while heading closer toward the four men waiting for us. As we got closer, Bella started to slow down to a stop, while taking off her purse gripping it in her hands. Bella nudged me behind her as she thought about an escape.

The six men surrounded us and kept coming closer. When one of them would come here, I would slap them or push them away. I kept doing that, but I know it was doing nothing to prevent the advancement of the men. Someone grabbed me from behind and threw me on the ground, accidentally scraping my left palm on the way down.

Headlights suddenly flew around the corner; the silver car was either going to stop or have to hit me. But the car unexpectedly fishtailed around, skidding to a stop with the passenger door open just a few feet from us. Edward got out of the driver sit, while Jasper got out from the back. When Bella jogged to get in the car, I followed and sat in the seat behind hers.

It was dark in the car, no light had come on with the opening of the door, and I could barely see Jaspers face as he sat next to me. Jasper leaned over to me and quickly put my seat belt on, before Edward put the car into reverse. The tires squealed as he spun around to face north, accelerating too quickly, swerving toward the stunned men on the street. I caught a glimpse of them diving for the sidewalk as we straightened out and sped toward the harbor.

He took a sharp left, racing forward, blowing through several stop signs without a pause. I curled up in the seat and wrapped my arms around my legs, a little frightened from Edwards driving. Jasper placed his hand over mine distracting me from Edwards crazy driving. Once seeing me look at him, he signed, 'Are you OK?'

I smiled, while signing, 'I am now.' I slipped my hand into his, because I strangely feel safer when around Jasper. As he scooched closer to me, I leaned into his chest liking the feeling he emitted into me.

Edward drove for a while, and I just enjoyed the feeling of Jasper and the vibrations radiating through the car. I closed my eyes to enjoy it more, but then the vibrations went away. I opened my eyes to see that we had stopped, but it was too dark to see anything besides the vague outline of dark trees crowding the roadside. We weren't in town anymore.

For a couple of minutes, I stared at Edward. He kept his eyes clenched shut, and his face looked to be filled with anger. He would move his lips a little that I knew resembled words, but from my angle, I couldn't pick up anything he said.

After a while, he turned the car on, turned around, and speeding back toward town. We were under the streetlights in no time at all, still going to fast, weaving with ease through the cars slowly cruising the boardwalk. He parallel parked against the curb in a space I would have thought much too small for the Volvo, but he slid in effortlessly in one try. I looked out the window to see the lights of La Bella Italia, and Jess and Angela just leaving, pacing anxiously away from us.

Before I got out of the car, I saw Jasper getting out on the other side. I unbuckled my sit belt and hurried out of the car as well. I looked to Jasper, who waited on the sidewalk for me, and signed, 'What are you doing?'

He smiled slightly at me, and signed, 'I'm taking you to dinner, is that OK?' I nodded. This could be the perfect time to get some answers off of Jasper.

I saw Bella facing the retreating girls probably calling out to them, because they turned around and rushed back to us. Their faces showed relief for our safety, but simultaneously changed to surprise as they saw who we were with.

Bella, Edward, and the girls started talking for a little bit, until I saw them walk away from us, got into their vehicle, and drove away. Jasper took my hand and led me inside with Edward and Bella following behind.

The restaurant wasn't crowded — it was the off-season in Port Angeles. The host was female, and I understood the look in her eyes as she assessed Jasper. She welcomed him a little more warmly than necessary. I quietly laughed a little at her body language toward Jasper. Trying to ignore the woman, I looked up at Jasper's face and I noticed his pained expression. I wonder why he always looks like that around other people.

Jasper's lips moved a little and he started moving after the host, who I assume was guiding us to a table. She led us to a table in a back room, which was nearly empty. I took a sit in front of Jasper, and noticed my sister siting a couple of seats away with Edward. The host leaned in a little closer to Jasper and said a few more things, but all I could focus on was Jasper's face showing more pain and suffering than before.

When the host left, I asked Jasper, 'Are you OK? You look like you are in pain.' He shook his head, but I could tell he was lying. Knowing the guy, who I have feelings for, is in pain, made me overwhelmed with sadness, but strangely was transformed into happiness just as soon as it came. How?

When the server made her way to our table, Jasper signed to me, 'What do you want to drink?' I showed him the sign for water, and looked back at the server, who I could tell was also going to try and hit on Jasper. As she spoke, I couldn't miss that she was speaking only to him, especially since she did not know I was deaf. I could tell, she would have done the same even if I could hear.

However, her actions did not push my spirits down, since Jasper did not stop looking at me the entire time. Even when he told her our drink order, his eyes were on me.

'What' I signed when she left.

'You don't feel dizzy, sick, cold…?' he asked, but stopped after seeing my puzzled expression. He continued after letting out a small chuckle, 'Sorry, I'm actually waiting to see if you go into shock.'

I laughed while signing, 'I don't think that will happen. I believe the time limit it takes people to go into shock is unfortunately over. Besides, it's not the first time when people think they can take advantage of me especially after they realize I am deaf.'

'I just think I will feel better once you have some food and sugar in you.'

Right on cue, the waitress appeared with our drinks and a basket of bread sticks. She stood with her back to me as she placed them on the table.

She spoke to Jasper for a little, before she unwillingly turned toward me. I pointed to the first thing on the menu showing her what I would like. She wrote it down and turned back to Jasper. He shook his head and she left looking dissatisfied making me laugh a little.

I picked up a bread stick and ate the entire thing in seconds, now realizing how hungry I was or how thirsty when I ended up drinking all of my water. The cold from my ice water was radiating through my chest, and I involuntarily shivered.

'It's just the coldness of the water flowing through me.' I explained, shivering again.

'I don't believe you,' he signed disapprovingly.

'Fine, that was the half-truth. I also get cold very easily.' I confessed.

Jasper was shrugging out of his dark blue wind breaker, underneath he wore a dark blue short sleeved t-shirt that revealed how muscular he is. Once he completely removed the jacket, he handed it to me.

'Thanks.' I signed, sliding my arms into his Jacket. It was cold, like the way my jacket felt when I first picked it up in the morning, hanging in the drafty hallway. I shivered again. It smelled amazing. I inhaled, trying to identify the delicious scent. It did not smell like cologne. The sleeves were much too long. I shoved them back, so I could free my hands.

'That color blue looks lovely with your skin,' he signed, while watching me. I was surprised; I looked down, flushing, of course.

He pushed the bread basket toward me, earning himself an annoyed glare from me.

'Really, I'm not going into shock,' I protested.

'You should be, a normal person would be, but you don't even look shaken.' He looked unsettled. He stared into my eyes, and I saw how light his eyes were, lighter than I'd ever seen them.

'Maybe it's because I feel safe with you near me.' I confessed, mesmerized into telling the truth again. However, that statement displeased him; his alabaster brow furrowed. He shook his head, frowning. As I picked up another bread stick, I saw him murmur something to himself.

I nibbled on the bread, while measuring his expression. I wondered if I should let on that I figured out his secret.

'I know you will protect me from everything that would cause me harm, so I feel safe around you. I don't care that you are not human.' As I signed the last part, Jasper's expression changed to worry and confusion. Wanting to put him out of his misery, I continued, 'Did you think I was not smart enough to figure it out? I know you're a vampire.'

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