I'M SORRY, I'M SORRY, But I need to make a choice and this is a chapter that will kick the story into motion. Trust me; I'm not doing this for no reason. Part of being a writer means making tough choices regarding characters.
About a month later, Bella sat in the mirror and stared at herself in the mirror. She hated her red eyes. They made her feel like a monster. They were a reflection of every person she had killed and since she had started feeding off of animal blood; they had barely changed.
Bella frowned as she fought the urge to hit the mirror; deciding just to get up and look away from it. She picked up Wuthering Heights and began reading it; while listening to Jasper and Douglas have a heated discussion about training tactics. Bella decided she wasn't even remotely interested, so she went outside where she didn't have to listen.
Bella wished Alice and Dawn were there but Alice had taken Dawn hunting with Rosalie. They had accepted as an opportunity to get to know Dawn better because she was living with them and they only knew her as the "friend of Bella".
Bella didn't want to think about those days and wished she could forget but with her memory stronger than ever, she knew that wasn't a possibility.
As she read, she began thinking about everything she had been through; soon she was staring at the book, but she wasn't paying attention to a single word it said. Bella was so lost in thought, that she didn't notice a car driving up to the house.
Bella sat curled on the back step when all of a sudden, a scent more powerful than Bella had ever encountered since she was a vampire hit her. It was stronger than any of the humans she had come across while she was with the army; she knew that despite having no recollection of any of her hunts because of the red haze.
Before she knew what was happening, she felt the monster take complete control and she could only watch in horror as the unthinkable happened.
Jasper and Douglas were locked into a wrestling match to see who actually was the stronger fighter. Jasper had to admit, the young guy had talent and could hold his own. He became worried that he might lose.
Douglas flipped Jasper onto his back and laughed as Jasper cursed. Douglas's almost gold eyes shone with amusement. He was very clearly showing off for Leah who was sitting in the corner, watching her imprint with an expression of worry and lust. Jasper rolled his eyes as her emotions hit him but she just laughed.
"Admit it, old man, you're going down," Douglas screamed as he twisted Jasper's arm behind him. Douglas no longer had newborn strength or even human blood fueling him, which should have given Jasper the upper hand; it didn't.
"Weren't you taught to respect your elders?" Jasper laughed, but the smirk was quickly wiped off of his face as a scent hit him. Jasper knew what the scent was and so did Douglas who seemed oblivious to it. Douglas seemed to have a crazy amount of resistance towards human blood. He thinks it had something to do with his being an imprint.
Suddenly a sound from outside alerted him of the fact that Bella was still in fact here. She had not only acknowledged the smell but by the sound of it was acting on it; her newborn instincts taking over.
Jasper cursed and began running upstairs, knowing full well by how quickly Bella was moving that he wasn't going to make it.
Bella felt like she was floating towards the scent; which seemed to be made just for her. It was so strong and powerful she thought her whole body was going to burst into flames if she didn't reach it. She could not move fast enough as the inviting heartbeats sang her name.
As she turned around the corner, she saw a male standing in the driveway, walking towards the front door. He was all alone and that made Bella smile as she approached him. She couldn't make her feet move fast enough as she approached the man whose heart sang to her.
When she finally reached him, she grabbed him from behind and bit down. She could not have imagined such wonderful tastes had ever existed. This human was better than any of the humans she had ever tasted in her whole existence and she would have moaned in pleasure if she wasn't drinking so quickly.
She wondered why she had given this up as the taste filled her mouth and just about made her feel like she was in a place above heaven.
She heard someone curse loudly but she knew there wasn't going to be anything left for them. She wasn't even going to lift her head to snarl; she was filled with too much pleasure and was not going to let the blood flow stop any sooner.
Jasper ran outside, flying up the stairs two and three at a time. He knew he wouldn't be able to stop her but ha had to at least try. He instructed Douglas to stay back because he knew Douglas wouldn't be able to handle himself once the blood actually spilled; he could only hope he himself could.
As he got outside, a sick feeling filled his gut when he realized why the human's scent had been familiar.
All at once, he smelled it. Spilled blood and venom as they came together. Jasper could feel it from Bella's emotions that she was already feeding from the man. For a minute, Jasper was unsure how to react, not having been on this side of the slip-up since before he'd joined the family.
He'd known Jasper, Edward and Esme had slipped in the past but he hadn't been there for those occasions. He'd even heard of Rosalie, who had never actually tasted human blood before, making wild attempts in her dark newborn days.
This is the first time he's actually witnessed one of his family members slipping and it sickened him to know that since the human had already been bitten, all he could do was watch as Bella drained the life from him.
To feel these emotions second hand was different. His mind had so much difficulty associating these particular emotions to Bella; despite the fact that she was right in front of him. He actually felt like his mind would happily associate this with Carlisle before his baby sister. But this didn't come from the logical part of his brain as much as the brotherly side that told him to protect his sweet innocent sister.
Even if he had somehow managed to wrestle Bella off of the man, it wouldn't have made a difference anyway because there wasn't even enough blood left for the venom to spread; not that they needed to add another newborn to the picture.
But Jasper couldn't help but feel completely lost and horrible that he'd actually allowed a human not just close to the property but all the way to the front door with newborns present. He wondered why Alice hadn't called to warn him of this but then remembered with Leah around so much, she wouldn't have seen this coming nor would she be aware that is was even taking place.
Jasper let out a loud string of curse words. Bella let off a feeling that she had no intention of sharing. As much as he wanted to smack her for that emotion; he knew it wasn't coming from her but the monster that was now in full control.
Bella enjoyed the last drops of blood from the human man. She started counting down his heartbeats, knowing once the stopped so would this heavenly nectar. She could feel the blood running down her chin and onto her clothes. Part of her mind rejoiced at the idea of saving a taste for later.
Bella could feel her eyes practically roll back into her head with pleasure as the final drops fell into her mouth. As the body fell from her hands, she licked her lips and began to register reality coming back to her.
Bella became aware of Jasper cautiously standing close by; his arms extended as if to say he meant no harm. She looked quickly around the lawn and took in her setting. Jasper's face expressed so many emotions at once that Bella could not identify a single one.
Her eyes fell to a car in the driveway and she felt like she had been punched in the gut and like all of the unneeded air had been deflated from her lungs.
Never since she was turned had she experienced so many brutal emotions after feeding on a human. But as she stared at the car and the realization hit her, she wished she could curl under a rock and never leave.
As the pain became crippling and left her unable to think clearly, she found herself running away as fast as her legs could carry her. Away from Jasper, and the rest of the Cullens'; who would probably never want to see her ever again…
And away from Charlie, who now lie dead in the Cullens' front yard.
Oh no, poor Bella! How will the rest of the family react to this?
