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Chapter ten...I think...that its confusing...but I cant change it cause Idk what to change...so I hope its fine.

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Bite her.

Bite her.

Bite HER.

The thing about being a newborn was controlling your instincts.

Jasper explained. He tried to teach me to control them.

The thing was, I didn't need teaching.

"I have never seen anything like this before."

I watched Jasper as he moved closer to me with a bag full of blood in his hands. Leah was behind me holding me back.

Though, honestly, I really wasn't really giving her much to do.

I was as still as a person could get.

Literally as still as a statue.

I don't think I will get used to not feeling that odd feeling that makes you want to move around any time soon.

Jasper sent a probing wave into my body.

It was an odd mixture of several emotions, the ones I didn't feel personally were strong and easily identified by me. They were useless to me really, happiness, joy, anger and so on.

The ones I felt dissolved into me, and those I couldn't identify. He of course had no problem reading me, but he had a confused expression on his face.

"I don't understand," His voice sounded strained and Leah reacted to it by holding on to me tighter.

"Wow, three days and you can already read him like a book. It must be true love."

Leah's hold slackened and I could smell her blood rushing to her cheeks.

I couldn't help but chuckle.

My eyes locked with Jasper's and I couldn't help but notice the shy smile playing on his lips as he looked away from me to lock eyes with the now blushing Leah.

Vampire and a wolf, who knew it could happen?

Oh wait, Underworld, duh.

I think I have to give a bit of credit to all those movies Alice told me were completely unrealistic.

Alice.

BITE HER.

There it was again, that instinct…

"I don't understand," Jasper opened the bag and waited for a reaction.

Apparently he didn't get the reaction he wanted because he stepped closer to me and practically tried to pour the blood down my throat.

Leah reacted violently at this and pushed him back, making him crash against the far wall.

I found it mildly entertaining when she was standing at the center of the room lost as to go to Jasper and apologize, or yell at him for trying to force blood down on me.

It looked like Leah hadn't separated her werewolf thoughts from her newfound emotions for Jasper.

"How are you doing that?"

Jasper's voice cut my thought process short and I stared at him.

"Doing what?"

Jasper sighed and ran a hand through his already messy hair.

"You're three days old, you should be going crazy. You're insanely calm."

I took a deep breath and looked between Jasper and Leah, who was now looking at Jasper with longing eyes, but her body was stiff, still angry at him for what he tried to do.

"It's a matter of logic isn't it?"

When Jasper looked confused I knew maybe this wasn't a matter of logic.

I had been craving the blood the moment I realized it was in the room.

The burning had been unbearable.

It was like the three days of transformation concentrated in my throat, periodically throbbing with the immense pain of my last heartbeat.

All of it condensed to a few inches in the back of my throat.

I wanted the blood, badly.

Because for some reason that blood would make the pain go away, I mean, hadn't I suffered enough?

Weren't three days of seemingly endless fire not enough?

I would have to suffer through an eternal life with the fire raging in my throat?

All that pain would stop if I just drank the blood.

Every fiber in my body told me to drink it.

Except that when I was about to, Leah had stopped me.

Or at least brought me back to my senses, my human ones anyways.

When I heard her voice, I was ready to pounce.

She was the enemy, I hadn't known why I thought that.

But she was the enemy.

Then the words sunk in.

'Jasper sais not to drink the blood and we need to talk'

How in the world did she know about vampires and why was she not freaking out?

My original brain kicked in right then.

The one that processed everything efficiently and didn't do things without thinking of the consequences.

Only now it was like a thousand times faster, and all my instincts were pushed to the back of my head.

Insignificant opinions that would hinder the effectiveness of my actions in the greater scheme of things.

I mean I still heard them, but my brain wasn't fogged by them. It was why I didn't go to the blood when I woke up, and why I hadn't gone to it since Jasper started trying to tempt me with it.

"I want it, but I know if I drink it…" I paused.

What would happen if I drank it?

The pain would go away.

But what else?

"You wont be seeing Alice anytime soon."

That was it Alice.

My eyes moved to Leah, she had been the one to talk, and I listened as she continued.

"You're a newborn, and although like I have already explained, I do not belong officially to the pack, I do have to protect humans, you are a threat. According to what Jasper says you will be for quite some time."

I won't see Alice.

If I drink the blood.

Because then instincts will take over.

That was it, I wouldn't drink it.

Jasper was confused at my conviction, but proceeded to explain that I might feel unexplainably hostile.

I had, and did, but again, it was now an insignificant voice in the back of my head.

He said I would have certain urges that no one could satiate at the moment.

Um…I'm neither confirming nor denying that one.

Something about thirst, yadda yadda.

His lecture fell on deaf ears.

I had excellent control pushing down the vampire in me.

But he wouldn't let me out.

I had to sneak away from Leah while he was out hunting.

I couldn't stand it any longer.

While every voice was a whisper in the back of my head, one just kept getting louder.

It was Alice, calling to me.

So I came to Alaska.

Found them relatively easily and that's when the whole mess started.

Alice saw me with Leah on top of me.

Her vampire instinct kicked in and….well, jealousy is a hard thing to deal with as a human, so it is really hard for a vampire, I'll tell you that.

She attacked Leah, who didn't stand a chance, so I jumped in.

BIG mistake.

Alice turned on me.

She was hurt and I knew it.

But that pain was now masked by blind rage.

Sadly, as much control as I thought I had over my instincts, my body had a mind of its own.

Apparently IT had some sense of self preservation.

Somehow we both ended up in the forest.

I think it was my fault.

I punched her, with everything I had, and her eyes turned all black.

The entire thing, creepy.

All I could do was say fuck as she lunged at me.

Even with my enhanced newborn strength and speed there is no way I could have gotten away from Alice.

There was something driving her that seemed to make her stronger by the second.

When my instincts were finally pushed down, I remembered my love for Alice.

I whispered her name out, hoping it would snap her out of the state she was in.

It didn't.

So as I saw her lips reach my throat I just let go.

I hadn't wanted to die.

But at least it was by Alice's hand.

"I need you to remember something Isabella."

I didn't move as I waited for her to speak.

"You," Alice tightened her hold on me, "Are," Alice pressed her body into mine with such pressure that the boulder I was pressed against began crumbling, "MINE."

With that final word Alice sunk her teeth into my neck.

I expected pain.

I expected to be torn apart into shreds.

Then what Alice had said registered, just as she bit me, I realized why she had reacted the way she did.

And that's when I felt it.

The bite.

It was incredible.

It felt so good.

Like nothing I had felt before.

Alice was pouring her venom into my body, and I felt like her soul was molding with mine.

It was incredible and I was still reeling from the immense pleasure I was feeling when I heard it.

Bite her.

Bite Her.

BITE HER.

BITE ALICE.

I wanted to.

Very badly.

To have her feel what I felt.

To mark her as mine.

I was about to, when my head cleared and I found the strength to push Alice away slightly.

She growled at me at first, but she seemed to slowly be returning to normal.

It was minutes later that she pulled away of her own accord and stared at me with a shocked and horrified expression.

"Oh my god. Bella!"

Alice rushed forward and ran her fingers along the newly formed bite mark.

The feel of her touching it sent waves of pleasure through me and I pulled away.

My instincts were telling me to do something I was not ready for, and having Alice near me was not helping me.

I saw her cringe as I pulled away.

"I'm sorry."

Alice's whispered apology cut through me like a knife and I wanted badly to hug her.

I would have, but like I said, instincts.

"I hope you and Leah…" Alice let the sentence hang .

I laughed and I almost regretted it when I saw the hurt cross her face. Almost, because the vampire, and human, in me were so happy Alice was jealous.

It meant her feelings were at least there and real, whereas I was still struggling with them.

"I think Jasper would kill me if I even thought of that," I said, a grin starting to form on my face.

Alice stared, a lost look in her eyes.

So I explained.

After about an hour of talking Alice was smiling again.

The side effect from the bite had worn off a bit so I was happy to be able to hug Alice after I told her I wanted to go on a date.

It seemed to surprise her, but she said yes either way.

I smiled as she held on to me.

"Why didn't you bite me?"

I froze as she waited for my answer.

Her head was resting on my shoulder and her hair was tickling my chin.

How was I supposed to tell her that I loved her, that I wanted to mate with her, that I wanted to mark her as mine and have no one else ever touch her, have be mine for eternity, and tell her that I don't want all of that.

That I wasn't sure.

That my human insecurities had followed me into this life and that they seemed stronger than before.

That I didn't want us to be ruled by vampire instincts.

How would she react.

"How about we go on that date, and then we'll go from there."

Dam the girl and her future seeing abilities.

I could hear the disappointment in her voice.

The pain.

But as she looked up at me, I saw acceptance and conviction.

She knew I would be hers in the end.

I don't think I would have it any other way.

I think that's the end.

What do you think?

I had a bit in mind to drag it out a little bit, cause I want Alice/Bella goodness...but I cant seem to write it...the alice/bella part, i can write the story, just not the lovey dovey Bellice.

I blame my mood...

So tell me what should I do!

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