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''So, summering things up…you found a book about us, that you got sucked into by writing your name?'' Carlisle questioned, calmly.

''Well, the last part is just a theory.'' I said.

''Interesting.'' He murmured.

''You've got to be kidding me!'' Rosalie shouted. ''You think what she's telling you is interesting?!'' She screamed.

''Rosalie, control yourself.'' Esme ordered.

''This bitch is telling you we're fictional and you want me to control myself?!'' She shouted.

''Quiet, Rosalie!'' Edward yelled, speaking for the first time.

We had all been silently waiting for Carlisle in the living room. When he came, I had explained everything to them. How I had found the book, how I spend months reading it, what I was reading – well, not everything I had been reading – and that I had written my name in it before I appeared here. Edward hadn't said a word to me nor had he as much as looked at me. I was afraid that he was angry with me – what if he would never forgive me for lying to him? Alice hadn't seemed angry or anything, only confused. Esme seemed to be as well, and Jasper and Emmett too. Rosalie was obviously furious and I could guess that Carlisle was simply curious. I didn't care about any of that, though. I only cared about what Edward thought.

Therefore when he spoke, my attention was all on him. He wasn't looking at me, but glaring at Rosalie with coal black eyes.

''Don't you dare speak about her in that way.'' He growled, his hands clutched in fists. Everyone looked at him – including me.

''Why are you even protecting this human? Ever since she arrived, all you wanted to do was drink her dry.'' Rosalie replied.

''What?'' I whispered. Edward looked out the window, silent once more.

He wanted to kill me?

''Bella, you should have told us this before. Now we have a better chance of getting you home.'' Carlisle said.

''Wait! You're buying her ridiculous story?'' Rosalie sneered. ''You believe that we aren't real?'' She asked, glaring at Carlisle.

''I have a theory.'' I whispered.

''We don't care.'' Rosalie hissed.

''Rosalie, let her speak.'' Carlisle said. ''What theory might that be?'' He asked, his voice still completely calm.

''Maybe…maybe you're stuck here too. It didn't seem very likely because none of you had any recollection of anything like that.'' I murmured. ''I always thought you were all fictional but…I'm not so sure anymore.'' I added, glancing at Edward.

''Prove it.'' Jasper said, crossing his arms.

''What?'' I asked.

''Prove that what you're saying is true. Tell us something about us you couldn't possibly know, if it wasn't for this so called book.'' He said.

I took in a deep breath and began.

''Your full name is Jasper Whitlock and you were born in Texas, 1843. You were turned by a vampire named Maria, which makes you physically 20 years old. You used to feed of human blood but changed your diet after meeting Alice at a diner, years ago. You hated feeding from humans as you could feel their emotions, since you are an empath and that makes you capable of feeling and changing other people's emotions. You and Alice joined the other Cullens after Alice had had a vision of you all together, since she is a psychic. She doesn't have any memories from her human past, having woken up in the middle of nowhere with no one to explain anything to her.'' I said.

''How could you know that?'' Jasper asked, surprised.

''From the book.'' I answered, simply.

''How about me?'' Emmett asked, not sounding fully convinced.

''Emmett Dale McCarty. You worked on the railroad with your older brothers in Tennessee, where you were born in 1915. You were brought to Carlisle by Rosalie, after you were mauled by a bear. She begged him to change you, because you reminded her of Henry, son of her best friend Vera from her human life. And you're physically 20 years old just like Jasper. Rosalie is 18, Carlisle 23 and Esme 26 years.'' I said.

''Nice. So, we're in a book.'' He grinned, looking around himself. ''Creepy.'' He said, still grinning.

''Can you take things serious just for once?!'' Rosalie screamed in frustration and threw her arms in the air.

''So you know everything about us?'' Alice asked, looking hopeful. I knew why and felt sad for not being able to help her.

''Only things you know yourself.'' I answered.

''Oh.'' She breathed, her expression turning sad.

''You know everything about me?'' Rosalie questioned, moving towards me with a terrifying expression.

''Rosalie-'' I started, ready to beg her to not hurt me, to tell her I was sorry about what happened to her and to tell her I would never endanger her family or her in any way.

''I say we kill her. If she really isn't part of this world or book then no one will miss her.'' She said, taking my arm and pulling me up to her, harshly. She put one hand on my head and the other on my shoulder, clearly about to sink her teeth into my neck.

She was suddenly thrown across the room and into the wall as I was pulled behind Edward's back.

''Touch her again and I will rip you to pieces.'' He threatened in a low and dark voice.

Rosalie quickly got up to her feet, crouching down and looking like she was about to pounce. But instead she stood straight, fixed her clothes and walked out of the room with a huff. Emmett sighed and followed after her, probably to calm her down. Carlisle let out a frustrated sigh as he leaned further back in his chair. Esme took his hand and gave him a soft smile. Alice was rolling her eyes and looked past Edward, to look at me. Jasper seemed to be in the worst state. He could feel all the emotions flying around in the house.

I put my hand on Edward's shoulder, mentally begging him to turn around and look at me, even though I knew he couldn't read my mind. He did turn around, but avoided looking me in the eyes. His hands were gliding over my skin, his eyes examining the places Rosalie had taken a hold of. I put my hands on his cheeks and tried to make him look at me. I knew he was too strong for me to do so, but he turned to look at me, anyhow.

''Are you okay?'' He asked.

''I'm sorry.'' I whispered.

''About what?'' He asked, frowning.

''I should have told you. I was afraid about what you would all say – mostly what you would say. I'm so sorry. Please don't hate me. Please.'' I begged in a broken voice.

''I could never hate you, Bella. I dislike that you lied to me, but hey, we were sort of doing the same thing by trying to act human, right?'' He chuckled, humorlessly. I smiled and he frowned. ''Why aren't you scared?'' He asked, quietly.

''You've known me for a week. I've known you for months. You are more human than most people I know. I know you would never hurt me. Rosalie, maybe, surely. But not you.'' I said.

''Bella, I'm a mo-''

''Say monster and I will slap you no matter how much pain it will cause me.'' I said, in a threatening voice, causing Jasper and Alice to laugh.

''Bella, with the new circumstances I think we will have to rethink some things.'' Carlisle said.

''Oh. Okay.'' I said, quietly.

''You can wait in my room.'' Edward said. ''If Rosalie goes anywhere near you, just call me and I will rip her head off.'' He said.

''I'll survive.'' I said, before heading up the stairs without running into neither Rosalie nor Emmett.

EPOV:

''Rethink things? What things?'' I hissed, turning to Carlisle as soon as Bella had left the room.

''We should sent her somewhere to stay until we have found a way to bring her home.'' Carlisle said with Esme nodding.

''No!'' I yelled. ''We're not sending her away.'' I said, firmly.

''Why not? It sounds like a good idea to me.'' Rosalie said, reentering the room much to my annoyance.

Why can't she just stay away?

''I say either that or dinnertime.'' She said, moving to sit on one of the chairs in the living room. I ran over to her, fighting back the urge to rip her head off. I glared at her as fiercely as I could.

''Don't you dare. Do you hear me? Don't you dare, Rosalie Lillian Hale!'' I growled. Emmett took a hold of my arm and pulled me away from her. I ripped my arm free and sneered at him.

''Chill, Edward. Why do you even care so much?'' He asked.

''I…I…I just don't think killing her will do any good. Becoming monsters to protect our family, when she can do nothing that will harm us is the most ridiculous thing we can do.'' I said.

''There's more to it.'' Jasper said. Everyone turned to look at him, but he was looking at me. ''I can sense it. You don't…no, you couldn't…you do, don't you?'' He looked shocked. ''You love her.'' He thought.

''Be rational.'' I said, rolling my eyes.

''Oh, I am rational.'' He said. ''Admit it, Edward. You love her.'' He thought, thankfully not voicing his believe.

I wasn't quite ready to admit anything to anyone, just yet.

''What are you two talking about?'' Emmett asked.

''Nothing.'' I hissed. ''And there is nothing to rethink. The only change that is coming from Bella knowing what we are is that now we don't have to eat or act human in any way.'' I said.

''Hold on! If she knew we were vampires, then why did she have me join her for breakfast that first day?'' Emmett asked, sounding like a whiny five year old kid.

''She did feel awfully amused. I think she was torturing you on purpose, Emmett.'' Jasper chuckled. ''Rather sneaky.'' He said, smiling in what seemed to be an approving manner.

''Hey!'' Emmett suddenly exclaimed. I rolled my eyes expecting him to mention something else that Bella had forced him to do. ''What did she mean by throwing herself at a vampire? What were you two exactly doing, Eddie?'' He asked, wiggling his eyebrows at me.

Jasper smirked much to my annoyance. I also received curious looks from Esme and Carlisle, while Alice simply looked at me knowingly.

''Carlisle, please tell me you see my logic.'' I sighed. ''We all get along with her – with the small exception of Rosalie who doesn't get along with anyone. Why don't you just sent her away?'' I asked, glaring at Rosalie as I spoke. She wasn't looking at me, though.

''No one is being sent away. We will just have to survive through this. And if Bella knows what we are and has no problems with it, well then that is just perfect.'' Esme said.

''We can't live with a human.'' Rosalie protested.

''Why not? We've been doing it so far.'' Alice argued.

''Rosalie, you will just have to live with this – or rather live with Bella. Now that we know how she got here, it will be easier for us to find a way to get her back home.'' Carlisle said.

Wait…

If Bella really was stuck in a book and we were fictional characters in it, did that mean I would never see her again once she went back home?

''Oh, no!'' I heard Bella gasp.

Without hesitation I ran up the stairs with the others following me. I feared that something had happened to her. She was supposed to be in my room, yet the sound came from the bathroom. I knocked on the door to let her know I was coming in.

''Stay away!'' She shouted.

I ignored her and opened the door. The smell didn't hit me until I stepped into the bathroom. The smell of spilled blood.

I saw Bella standing by the sink, cool water running down her hand. I stopped breathing as my throat began to burn. I took a step back and everyone except Carlisle stayed back. He headed over to Bella and took her hand. He opened his mouth to speak, but then I heard Jasper's thoughts just as he crouched down to attack. His mind was filled with thoughts of blood and thirst. I immediately grabbed a hold of him and Emmett helped me, as Jasper snarled and snapped his teeth towards Bella, his thoughts controlled by the monster inside of him and his eyes black as coal.

''Emmett, Edward, get him outside.'' Carlisle ordered. ''Everyone else with problems – just the slightest want – are to leave as well.'' He said, looking at Alice and Esme – Rosalie had stayed downstairs, not caring.

''I'm sorry, Bella.'' Alice said. Esme frowned, her eyes sad, and the two ran out of the room.

I looked towards Bella, as I continued to hold back a struggling Jasper. My eyes went to the blood dripping from her hand as my throat burned even more. I cursed myself as Emmett and I forced Jasper outside. We got deep into the forest and none of us said anything, until Jasper got his control back. I took Jasper further into the forest to hunt some deer, as Emmett went back to the house, not needing the extra blood as much as we did. I hated myself for not being able to control myself around Bella.

Like when we had kissed. Her heart had been beating so erratically, causing the blood to rush in her veins and making her scent more pronouncing and tempting. She knew what I was and surely she had to be scared of a monster like me.

Could I trust myself around her?

BPOV:

''What happened?'' Carlisle asked as he retrieved a first aid kit, getting out a bandage and drying my hand with some paper.

''I was looking through a drawer and cut myself on a scissor – classical Bella.'' I told. ''God. I'm having a really bad day.'' I sighed. He smiled reassuringly at me as he wrapped the bandage around my hand.

''Accidents happen. It could have been worse.'' He said.

''Maybe you should just send me to some nuthouse. I'd fit well there.'' I grumbled.

''No one is sending you anywhere, Bella. Edward wouldn't allow us.'' He said, looking at me knowingly. ''You seem to have made quite an impact on him. I have never seen him act like he does around you, before.'' He said, putting away the first aid kit.

''He probably hates me now.'' I mumbled.

''I wouldn't say that.'' He replied.

''Well, I will and I have.'' I retorted.

''Things will work out.'' He assured me.

''Things were working just fine until I ruined it.'' I said.

''As you just said, you have just had a bad day. Tomorrow will be better.'' He said.

''You think so?'' I asked.

''Well, if you don't believe me then ask Alice.'' He chuckled.

''Well said.'' I smiled.

Things didn't turn out better the next day.

At first everything was uncomfortable – even with Alice. That was until Emmett broke the tension in the air by questioning my reasons for forcing him to eat. I simply answered that I thought it was about time someone pranked the prankster. Alice and Esme had laughed and Emmett had sulked but forgiven me quickly, saying he had to have respect for a 'fellow prankster'. Jasper had seemed almost ashamed and stayed away from me. Rosalie wouldn't even bother to give me her daily glare – how could she possibly hate me more, just because she now knew that I knew of their secret? She was probably just furious at me, for insinuating that they were fictional characters.

Esme was the same after Emmett's tension breaking and Alice seemed to be too. Carlisle was the same as always. The only one who had really changed was Edward.

He didn't talk to me. He didn't look at me. He didn't even come anywhere near me! I could feel a pain in my chest every time he ignored or avoided me. I thought he actually liked me – excuse me for thinking such nonsense after he gave me, not only my first but also his first kiss! Carlisle and Esme had seemed to think he liked me too. But apparently he didn't. Maybe he had just been acting so, so he would seem human to me. Maybe he was just being polite. But why the hell did he kiss me then?! Why did he make my heart beat with joy and then throw it away? I knew he wasn't aware of my unconditional love – nor would I ever let him know – but was a 'hello' too much to ask for after our amazing kiss? It didn't exactly go like a happily ever after story, but which first kiss really did?

It didn't just last for a day. It went on for the next three weeks.

At the end I was getting tired of staying locked up in the Cullen Mansion, – as I liked to call it – only going out when Alice forced me to shop in Seattle or somewhere farther away, so no one from Forks would see me with her – none of us had a good enough explanation for our acquaintance.

Carlisle said I should just relax while he worked on a way to get me home. And I tried to relax but it wasn't going very well. I had made my decision and had informed Esme and Carlisle. And that was why I was getting dressed and ready to start my first day at Forks High – well, this book's Forks High, at least. Alice had gotten me everything. Bag, pencils, notebooks…pretty much everything I would and wouldn't need. She had had a blast taking me shopping for 'school clothes'. Apparently when it came to clothes, there were outfits that fit for different events and different places. First day at a new school was not only an event but also a specific place, which needed a specific outfit. How I had let myself talked into wearing tight jeans with ripped holes on the knee, a white top with spaghetti straps and the thinnest black, silk, button-down, custom made cardigan, I had no idea. Not to mention black heels.

Yes. I, clumsy Isabella Marie Swan, was wearing black heels.

''Bella, come on before we'll be late!'' Alice shouted. I sighed and made my way out of her room. I was yet again using her bed instead of Edward's surprisingly more comfortable couch – or maybe it was just his scent intoxicating me, making my dazzled state believe it was more comfortable. ''And didn't I tell you to keep that cardigan open? You can't see the top if you button it.'' She rolled her eyes.

''Alice, you have seen me fall over air. What in the world possessed you to give me heels?'' I asked, clinging to the rail as I walked down the stairs with as much care as I could.

''Come on, Bella. You look hot. The guys will swoon over you.'' She said. I heard a growl and looked to see Edward standing by the door, glaring at the wall. Did something happen that I didn't see?

''Alice, you do know you're actually making me want to stay, right?'' I sighed as I finally got to the bottom.

''What's wrong with getting a little attention?'' She asked, quickly opening all of the cardigan's buttons.

''A lot when it's the wrong kind.'' I replied, as she handed me a black leather jacket – was she serious? ''And from the wrong person.'' I muttered mostly to myself as I passed Edward on my way out.

''Trust me, Bella. At the end of the day, you'll be thanking me.'' Alice whispered to me before she got into Edward's Volvo.

''I'll hold you to it.'' I muttered.