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***BPOV

I woke up in a haze. Everything around me was blurry. Ugh. I felt sleepy once again, what is going on?

"Shh, everything is fine love. Just relax" a voice called out to me

How is everything okay when everything around me is blurry? I fell into a dark pit and was dreaming of my blond southern cowboy.

It was sunny, the wind hitting my face like a wild, winter air. It felt so good against my skin. I looked over to my left, the man before me was beautiful with his high cheek bones, plum lips just waiting to be kissed, those ice blue eyes glistening with love. The way the wind fought with his messy, blond hair. I was in awe of myself. He was so perfect.

I looked out to the ocean. The same color as his eyes. I felt his arms wrap around me, I sighed. I started tracing out his arms and hands, trying to remember every single scar, bump, line and the way his skin felt on mine. I never wanted this moment to end. He leaned into my hair and took a deep breath. That sent chills down my spine..

***JPOV

I sat in my front yard. Laying on the cool grass. I loved how the blades of grass was tickling my neck and back. It was a nice, relaxing feeling.

I thought about last weeks stupid conflict with Edward- I did feel pretty fuckin good after punching him a couple of times, the bitch deserved it. Just lying down like a pussy, not a real man. I guess that's to be expected from a bitch who hurts an innocent loving darlin girl..

I even had to reposition Peter's nose. Its great to know I can still smash in my best friend's face, even though he didn't do anything but be there for me. All those times on the play ground years ago, I had to punch him daily for the shit he would get me into. I've even had to bust a few blood vessels in his eyes and my fists for hurting Charlotte once.

Apparently I nearly hit Charlotte. How that was ever possible to nearly hurt her.. I'm not sure. I don't think I could ever live with myself if I did that. She was near and dear to my heart, not to mention my mama would have my behind if I ever hit a woman.

Know what its like hiding out? I do. Edward tried getting the cops after me saying I was "flying off the handle" and "needed to be locked up" Yeah right. He's the one who needed to be locked up. There's something about him that isn't sitting right with me. I know he hurt Bella but there is something else going on. I can't figure it out, but I will. Cops never did anything about me, saying there wasn't any proof to link me to Edward's unforeseen beating.

Jake told me to watch myself, knowing my past history and said for now.. I was in the clear… He didn't want to put cuffs on me and throw me in jail. He really was looking out for me.

***EPOV

"Edward, I think its best if we head back to Forks. I can't keep hiding this from everyone. Bella will soon get too strong and tell someone about this 2nd attack." My Father's worried… but why? I haven't done anything wrong. I just did what felt good.

"I think we need to up your dose and make sure you're taking it everyday and if you aren't I'll be adminstering it myself daily.. Its that or jail. Would you rather be free to do what you want? Or stuck behind bars being some jailbait to some guy? Or maybe even be stuck in a padded cell for the rest of your life?" I shuddered at the thought.

"Okay, fine up the dose, I don't care." I shrugged my shoulders. He stepped forward, gave me a shot and a slap on my other arm and with that I headed to my room trying to get some sleep.

*** BPOV

I awoke in a cold sweat. EWW how gross.

I got up out of bed and had a Bella moment, effectively still wrapped in my sheets and half falling out of bed, but, oh wait! Instead of my bed saving me, I managed to have my head break my fall onto the floor. UGH. Stupid floor.. Stupid Bed!

I hopped into the shower, after I was sure I wasn't going to be dizzy or pass out. I washed my body carefully.. Avoiding all the stitches. They were coming out today. Thank god. I don't think I can handle looking at my body like this… Carlise had insisted on stitching me up. Yeah, he's covering for his son again, what else is fucking new? I just want the Cullen's FAR… FAR… FAR away from me.

I need to talk to Jasper. I hate being away from him. It's like my heart doesn't beat, that I can't breathe without him. I really do love him and Its something I never wanted to happen to me again.

He makes it so easy… he's so warm and funny, smart and strong.. He's compassionate beyond belief and he knows when to come too close and stand back. He's like my perfect half. Ugh. I have to go to him. Today. Tell him all that has happened.

And then possibly beat the fucking crap out of Edward. I want to kill him. Actually, killing him is too easy - its actually letting him off the hook.

I should hurt him, hurt him like he's hurt me.

Drag out his pain and suffering to the point where he wants to die.

Edward is going to pay, and I know just how to hurt him the most.

** Any suggestions on what Bella's revenge should be? **

I have a strong urge to write tonight so I may update another chapter or few… depending on the feedback and the ideas that pop into my head.