Obviously I sadly :( do not own twilight or any of its characters…Stephanie Meyer owns it all, it's not fair :(

Chapter 10

"We say, we do,

The lies, the truth.

And all I need is next to me."

Mona Lisa- All American rejects

My eyes flung open without hesitation, everything was white, sunlight burst in. I wasn't sure if I was alive or dead, I wasn't sure if I was either of them. I sat up to see Jasper crouched next to me, he was shaking. I looked to my hands, they looked paler then before. Was it a dream or had Jasper really killed me, killed my mother.

"Jasper?" He turned and looked at me; his eyes were golden, not red. He smiled as he saw me, Carlisle walked into the room at the right time. I rubbed my neck lightly looking for bite marks but nothing.

"Your okay, you frightened the life out of me." Carlisle looked at me, he placed his hand on my forehead; his freezing skin burned my forehead. I wasn't a vampire, I sighed with relief.

"I'm fine, I'm alive." He hugged me, I was happy to feel his coldness in a none "I'm going to eat you" way. I stood up, but my fears weren't over, I had seen them red eyes before. My mother was killed by the owner of those eyes; my mum's killer was a vampire.

"What happened?" I shrugged; I didn't know what did happen I just wanted to go home. Home a place were I felt safe, a place were I can have both Jasper and my dad for protection. Also Edward scared me a little; my head wasn't safe here.

"I think I wanna go home. I've seen enough things to last me a lifetime." He nodded and pulled me along. We said our goodbyes to the family; I made sure Edward could see the dream which I kept thinking about.

"So what did you see while you was out?" we were driving back to mine, he seemed a little depressed by this subject as was I.

"I don't think you want to know." He reached over and held my hand tight, he was still shaking lightly. I must have scared him a lot more then I originally thought.

"I can handle it." His eyes stared at the road, but I could tell his mind was in a different place. He didn't blink once while waiting for my answer.

"Well I was in a forest," He looked at me and ushered me to carry on. "With you." I stared out the window on my side hoping he had stopped listening and forgot the whole subject.

"What did I do?" He hadn't.

"My mum was there too. You weren't the same as you are now though." He gave my hand a gentle squeeze I wasn't sure if it was to comfort me or him.

"You eyes were all red; your faced showed no emotion. You were just so…" he sighed.

"Blanc, evil? He guessed.

"Something like that, you just went passed me and you killed her. You just killed my mother and took her blood. Then you came to me, blood was all over you. You just bent down as if to kiss me but…" I hesitated, I couldn't bring myself to say it the image was to painful to remember.

"I bit you?" I nodded. The car stopped, we were already in front of my house. He looked at me; he placed his hands lightly on my shoulders. "I would never do anything to hurt you, remember that. I would never even consider biting you." He hugged me tightly.

"What if I asked you too?" I had just brought up the wrong question, the worst question ever for a moment like this.

"I wouldn't put you through that pain." I nodded. He tried to hold eye contact with me but I wouldn't give it to him. I opened the car door, and jumped out. Walking alone up to my house seemed weird without Jasper. I wasn't sure if I'd ever walked up here with him or not.

"Do you want me to go?" Jasper appeared at my side, his face pained with being rejected.

"No you can stay but my dad won't let you stay long, but you could always stay the night again. If you wanted." He smiled with relief. It was all I could do to make him happy for the night. I didn't really mind it myself but I wanted him to be happier. My Dad seemed to be in the front room with his flat screen as well. My mother use to say he was having an affair with that thing, he loved it that much. I opened the door, Jasper following at my heels.

"Al, is that you?" He had given me that nickname the day they choose my actual name, well that was what he told me anyways.

"Yeah it's me." I closed the door behind me. Jasper waited patiently by the door, he didn't seem half as nervous as I did. He was quite the opposite of nervous. I hung my coat up and froze in one place, my dad had never met a boy that was with me, I wouldn't know how he would react to him. A pair of cold arms wound around my waist; Jasper held me close to him.

"Why are you so anxious, there's nothing to worry about. If he gets to emotional or whatever I'll calm him down." He kissed my neck softly.

"What do you have some amazing calming super power." He chuckled lightly.

"Pretty much, it may not be as good as mind reading but it's pretty darn useful," Well now he has super power, next he'll say he can fly and start wearing red boxers over his pants. I took a breath, Jasper turned so he could see my face. "You need to calm down a bit." He whispered.

At that moment I felt waves of calmness spread over me, all my worries evaporated away. I felt more confident. "Thanks." He kissed me gently before pulling away and grinning at me.

"Come on, I would like to meet your family." I rolled my eyes in a sarcastic motion. I pulled him along boosted by my new found confidence. As I came into the room my confidence dropped, I froze in fear. My Dad stared at me looking confused.

"Who's he?" he looked at me then at Jasper. I tried to speak but words wouldn't arrive.

"I'm Jasper Hale sir." He stood up and walked intimidating towards him. They shook hands and exchanged glances.

"Dr Cullen's kid?" Jasper nodded, nothing bad was happening so far. "He's a good man that one. I hope you're a lot like him." He returned to his chair and started his daily flick-through-a-thousand-channels routine. I pulled Jasper out the room, I never was that close with my dad. I wouldn't want to stay in the same room as him with Jasper, or any boy for that matter.

"See that wasn't too bad was it?" I shook my head lightly; he followed me up the stairs silently. The mood had change since we had seen my dad it wasn't as cheery in a way. We reached my bedroom, we were both mute. I sat on my bed and began to mess with the hem of my dress.

"Are you okay?" He bent down in front of me, I could still see a little pain in his eyes, probably from having images of him killing me.

"I'm fine." He lifted my head with the tip of his finger.

"If you say so." He stood up and looked around my room. There were many posters of bands that I loved. He stared at the largest poster, my Madina Lake poster. He looked back to me, I just shrugged in response. I wasn't paying much attention to him, I was thinking more about my strange dream and its meaning.

"Alex, cheer up. There's nothing to be down about. The dream wasn't real and didn't mean anything." Yeah it didn't mean anything just that my mother was killed by one of the nasty vampires. He walked over to me when I didn't answer back to him, he kissed me soothingly.

"You know kissing me won't always make things better." He kissed me again this time hu cupped my face in his hands.

"Is it working now?" I giggled quietly.

"Yes, it's working now." I pulled him back to kiss me; thankfully he did what I wanted. I pulled myself back into the centre of my bed. "Have you ever read Romeo and Juliet?" He stared at me, he was confused by my random question.

"Yes, what about it?" He crawled onto my bed with me; he stayed a small distance from me.

"It didn't end well. I just don't wanna end up like that." He chuckled.

"We won't because for one our families don't hate each of us and why would you pretend to die anyways?" I shrugged defeated, he was right. I wouldn't kill myself. He gave me a menacing grin.

"I'll see you tonight?" I nodded but I was curious as to why he had to leave. He stood by my window; I hadn't noticed he'd moved. He pointed to his eyes, they were almost black. I nodded, he needed to hunt.

When I had said goodbye to Jasper I went downstairs to join my dad.

"Alex, could you do me a favour?" I stared at him; hopefully It wouldn't be too bad.

"Yeah, sure." He stood up and went into the kitchen. He came back holding a very large fishing pole.

"Could you take this back up to Billy Black's house? He lent it me a few days ago, hadn't had the chance to return it. He lives on the reservation." I sighed, great anther trip to a place with many trees. I took the fishing rod and headed out side into my range rover. I headed off to what I was hoping would be an uneventful trip.

Hopefully my next chapter will be more eventful with a certain wolf perhaps :))))