Hey sorry for taking so long to get this up…I just started my first year of college and the work load has been tough…so plz bear with me and I'll try, I promise to get the posts out faster. This chapter is a little short but I plan on posting today so don't worry lol. I've gotten some reviews about the POVS and I agree with some: I'm still going to post the diff. POVs but I'm not going to go over the dialogue. The story is going to be moving faster because of that so I hope you guys like the changes.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight…just this story

JPOV

"Touch," She said again. If it was what she wanted then it was what I would do, even thought I was fully aware of the consequences.

I untwisted the slowly; trying not to show my obvious struggle. I put the top onto the counter and handed it to her. I could feel my hands shaking as I brought them into my lap. I watched as she brought it up to her berry colored lips. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat as the smell began to penetrate my senses. The sound of the blood sliding gracefully down her throat made me clench my teeth together. Suddenly I could feel the rationality in me splitting. She closed her eyes and all I could do was think about how good it was making her feel. I could feel her pleasure….I needed to taste it too.

I grabbed the thermos from her hand and brought it up to my lips. I wasted no time; gulping it down as fast as I could. Oh it was sweet, how I longed to tasted this. Who cared about the consequences? This is too good to give up. I angrily threw the thermos to the floor; it was empty. She wasn't scared, Bella stood there with her hands clenched. I resisted the urge to laugh…there was no way she was going to make it out of here alive…I wasn't going to let her.

"Jasper," She said my name but I was way too far gone to come back. "Control Jasper I know you have control," Watching her stand there and talk only increased my thirst and want to attack her.

She took small steps that made me smile. I know it wasn't a friendly smile because I could taste the metallic venom pooling into my mouth. She didn't have any fear but defeat…good; it would make it easier for her. She should accept her fate now. I walked closer to her; reveling in the feelings she sent to me. She took another step back and I took that moment to pounce.

I charged towards her, knocking her down onto a small carpet. We landed with a loud crash; our bodies pressed together. Her body felt so good underneath mine, it reminded me of my past. She looked into my eyes for the last time before I forcefully bit into her jugular. There was no gentleness in this as I maliciously ripped into her veins. Bella's blood was like nothing I had ever tasted before. It was so delicious and sweet. I felt a shiver travel down my spine as I continued to greedily suck on her neck. I felt rejuvenated and refreshed…this never happened before. Her blood was hitting a spot that has always been void. I needed more, I needed more of this. I reached my hands down while still consuming Bella's blood. I bent her knees up and growled in satisfaction as a felt a new rush of blood entering my mouth. It was intoxicating; I felt high and couldn't concentrate on one thing. In the process of bending her knees, I was able to get a clear view of her inner calf. I felt my desire spike but not higher than my desire to drain her dry.

I was becoming dizzy but I pushed that feeling away. Bella was going to die tonight and I was going to enjoy it. I was going to enjoy her last minutes before her body would fall limp into my arms. There was no chance for her. I closed my mouth tighter into her neck and inhaled deeply; I always loved the way she smelled. This was what I wanted, this was better than anything Bella could offer me. If every human I killed tasted as invigorating as Bella does, then I wouldn't mind being a monster. I punctured into her veins again and got lost in ecstasy. I slowed my intakes; wanting to savor this flavor before Bella's veins were stripped of its tang.

She started to struggle and I smiled into her neck; this only made it more enjoyable to me. She didn't scream but I know she was holding it in. I wanted to hear her scream; I wanted this moment to live forever in my mind, so that when Bella's body no longer held interest for me, I could close my eyes and remember her shrieks and screams. I wanted to hear her say stop, to beg for a chance at life…I would relish in denying her this. I shifted my head so that I could look into her eyes. Suddenly I could feel a surge of bitter energy running through me. I Jumped away from her and pressed myself tight in the wall.

Her body settled and her breathing slowed. Flashes of images started to ghost over my eyes. They were of Bella…in pain. I staggered back from the intensity of the vision. She was screaming as a dark figure bit into her neck. The image quickly changed to Bella crying with a woman who looked like her mother, comforting her. What is happening to me? I started to get dizzy as the speed of the images increased. What was that voice?

I could hear her thoughts about me. I jumped away from her just as her body stilled and her eyes closed. The images were still clear in my head; Bella was on her bed thinking of ways to help me work things out with Alice. It was amazing; her voice was understandable in my head. My eyes flashed upwards as Bella's body lurched upwards again. Was she changing? No, I know that I had left no blood inside of her for survival. I closed my eyes and was swept back into a Bella's head. I could see that time when she was crying outside, her thoughts were so jumbled together that I could only hear bits and pieces of some. "I want them to know me; I want them to know that my favorite flowers are freesias, that my favorite color is orange, that I love the rain. Oh what I would do for rain right now." It was as if she were here right now; talking to me. But Bella was not talking to me; she was lying on the floor slowly dying. The image then blurred to Bella smiling…at me. The feeling of pure joy was strong; she was happy to be around me.

Why was this happening to me? Does Bella have something to do with this? Bella! I could still hear the quiet fluttering of her heart beat. Why wasn't she dead? At the rate that I was draining her she should be dead. I hesitantly walk over to her. I lift her small body into my arms and stand shakily onto my feet. My mind is still heavy with images, voices and smells of Bella. The memories of Bella are becoming bitter sweet; if Bella dies then I know these images will haunt me forever. I just couldn't resist her, everything about her attracts me. I carefully lay her down on her bed and tuck her in. She probably won't want to talk to me once she wakes up…if she wakes up.

Where was my self control? I don't even remember attacking her, I just remember her pain. I sit on the edge of her bed. She was trying to help me and I did exactly what she did not want for me to do. Another quick image ghosted over my eyes; Bella was talking about some sort of curse. Her voice was sad but hopeful. The voice disappeared. What curse? Not being able to talk to Bella is hard, and after today it will be even worse. I need to learn her language fast, so I can properly apologize to her…so I can be a better friend.

I ran into Carlisle's' study and searched for the book that I remembered he pulled out three days ago. The book was very bulky and I wondered just how long it would take for me to learn it. It took Carlisle about a year to learn it all but he was always busy. I reckon that I can learn it in a couple of days. I headed back into Bella's room. She was still sleeping; her heart quietly regaining energy. I carefully sat at the foot of the bed, opening the book to the first page to find Carlisle's neat script written everywhere. The foreign words were matched up with various words in English. I sighed and began my memorization. I could now understand why Bella said her language was complicated; many of the words were repeated twice with different interpretations. Bella inhaled deeply and continued her restful slumber. I smiled weakly as her heart began to beat at its normal pace. But I was also confused; how was Bella still alive? Of course she couldn't die, not that way at least. She has spent her entire existence with dangerous vampires....she would've been dead by now. I clenched my fists. I feel disappointed in myself. What was Alice going to think when she got home? What would my family think of me? FOCUS, the voice that I had ignored earlier was back and I was grateful. I returned my attention to the book but was bombarded with another thought of Bella's. She was sitting in a canopy bed, dressed in nothing but a cloth covering her bottom and chest. Her beauty was unbelievable as she sat there looking out an open window. Her black hair was shorter than it is now but just as glorious. Suddenly a woman, who I assumed was her mother, came to her side. The face her mother wore was one of a very sullen woman. She began to speak.

"The only way to be free my daughter is to find true love. Once you find him and he places a kiss on your lips, you will be what your heart truly desires. If you do not find him, you will spend the rest of your existence serving others."

The image flashed away and I sat there dumbstruck. Bella is cursed and the only way for her to happy is to find true love. Now I know how I will repay Bella….i will help her find this man.

Okay so thx for reading this chap. Heads up next chapter won't be in Bella's POV it will still be in Jaspers. Plz review and tell me what you think and what you want to happen…I'm open for suggestions lol. Thx guys