I know some of you guys are mad at me how Bella acted, but you are going to be happy when you see how she acts in this chapter. Don't hate me and I keep forgetting that I'm supposed to talk about my new frickin' story: My Love. It's sad s be prepared for tissues. So sorry if i made any of you mad, but allof you have been so supportive.

lOvE yOu GuYs!

Bella

The colors were beautiful, the wind was fucking beautiful. I felt like I could see it, reach out and actually touch it. I stared at my hand, the velvety, unbreakable skin. Disgust waddled into my gut, but I pushed it back. Riley had told me I shouldn't be disgusted of what I had become. I was perfect in his eyes and that's all that mattered. I blinked slowly and saw the dusts in the air circulate around me. I wanted to breathe it in.

Riley came out of the trees and my mind screamed at me. I was supposed to jump, attack, defend, but I stayed still obediently. He smiled at me and dragged over a feeble teengaer. His hair was short and black, tucked behind his delicate ears. He couldn't have been older than fifteen and I was scared to take his life. He was breathing feebly; Riley had obviously broken some of his bones. I couldn't imagine what kind of pain he was in. His fresh blood called to me though and I took that chance to let the inner beast inside of me take control. Everything was blank after that, but when I came to, Riley ws licking up my neck and blood covered the dirty floor.

"Your bloodlust is minumum. Do you want to try yourself?" It wasn't a qestion, more of a demand. I deliberated. Did I? No. I really didn't. That teengaer could've had a family and a sibling that probably looked up at him. I was out of Riley's arms in less than a second, my behaivor confusing me and angering him. He stood fluidly and I admired how graceful he was. A thought crossed my mind.

Small. Petite. Friendly. Hyper. Traitor...

Allen? Girl? Yes, girl. Amy? Ally?...

Rilely grasped the tops of my arms, hissing at me, "Don't let you shield down!" He shook me painfully and I wrenched out of his hold.

"I didn't." My voice sounded like windchimes and I hated it. I grasped my throat. Everything was starting to catch up with me. I was no longer human and my thirst proved it. My violet, weird eyes proved it. My flawless skin, which I wanted to tear, proved it. Riley standing in front of me proved it. For the first time, I stared at his eyes more closely. Red...red?

Red; bad. Gold...good? Right?

Red eyes brought unpleasant headaches and memories. Blood, bad, broken bones, help...Gold.

My mind was going a millions miles a minute and my body was planning to switch between fight or flight. Fighting seemed out of place. Wy would I hurt this man after everthing he did for me? But, it also seemed like a good idea. I wanted to hurt him for some reason, like he had hurt me. Wait, he had hurt me? When? Where?...Why?

I touched my throat as Riley watched me closely, "You...you did this to me?" I whispered, my voice blowing with the soft wind. He stepped back, seeming uset at my accusation, but didn't deny it. "H-How could you do that?" I shrieked suddenly, fury replacing my pull to the vampire. He grabbed my shoulders again, forcing me to look at him.

"You asked, remember? You said we were mates and you wanted to be together forever." He grasped my hand in his big one and placed it over his still heart.

No, I didn't remember and my mind didn't try to pick it out. He was lying, "Liar!" I shouted, yanking from his grip. His face turned into rage, twisting into a fierce vampire. Fight or flight? I wasn't sure, but fighting still seemed irrational. My shield wrapped tightly around me, sensing my panic, but Riley broke right through it, grabbing my wrists. Bits and peices of my past self flashed before my eyes.

Bella.

Bella?

It seemed weird on my tongue, but suited me. Not crappy Isabella. My mind forced me to listen.

I argued.

I slapped someone.

I got into a fight before.

I cursed at my mom, by accident.

I was hit before.

I was loved before.

I had fallen, but gotten right back up.

I had told someone off, and regretted it afterwards.

I apologized for my stupid actions.

I had been kissed.

I had been hugged.

I had been fucked.

I made love with someone.

Someone I loved...

J-J...Ja...

Riley snarled, breaking me out of whatever trance I had been in. I didn't trust him, but the pull in my veins made me fear him. He had did this to me. Fuck. Him. My inner self started to show and he wasn't liking it. I needed to figure out what my mind and heart was trying to tell me, warning me of dangers. Riley wouldn't let me.

"You lied to me!" I screamed, my voice raw, "Who did you take me from? Who is he?" I was desperate to find out what my body was trying to tell me. My mind echoed the words Riley had been telling me all day; Keep your shield up. What would happen if I lowered it? He growled and tackled me, overpowering me easily.

"I'm you're maker and I don't have to answer to anything you force onto me! You. Are Mine. Not his!" He hissed in my face, his irritated features far too close for comfort. Just this morning, I had wanted his hands all over me. Now I flavored for different.

Calloused. Scars. Rough, yet gentle. Hard kisses. Passionte glances...

Almost there...

My hair was yanked abrubtly, making me shout in pain and protest. Fight or flight?

I don't know.

Choose!

And then I took off. My instincts screaming at me to get away from him, far away. The venom inside me burned inside me, telling me to go back to him, but I refused. He shouted and yelled at me to come, still, I refused. I would not go back. Suddenly, it seemed like thousands were in front of me. I grimaced. They were all different shapes and sizes, all newborns, hungry ad ravenous. They wouldn't let me pass them. I was trapped.

I heard a dark chuckle and I whirled around to face Riley. He was dusting off his snug jeans and smiled brightly at me. It made me shiver, "Where will you go, Isabella?"

I snarled in response, "My name is Bella." The voice didn't sound like me at all. It sounded ferocious, ready to kill anyone that stood in it's way. Riley laughed again and shrugged.

"I don't care." He acted like I was complete property. Victoria was behind him, a tight grin on her face.

"You..." The words hurt in my mind and they scorched my tongue on the way out, "You don't...care?'

He was in front of me the next second, running his finger down the side of my neck, "Oh, no, baby, I care. But," He leaned in close to my ear, "not right now." A hard slap echoed through the forest and I had fallen to the ground, clutching my pained cheek. I had definetly felt that shit and it made me cower. Millions of laughs ran through my ears, every newborns holding their sides and guffawing at what seemed like a funny joke.

I was horrified. He. Hit. Me.

I glared at him as he beamed down at me innocently. I gave a small smile and threw out my shield, pushing all the fucking vampires away. They flew into different directions, scattering into the trees and burying into the dirt. I stood with a satisfied smile. Maybe being immortal wasn't all bad. Riley snarled, somehow he had doged the attack or was still using his powers. He stepped forward and I lowered my shield.

"No!" he roared.

The first thing I was hit with was agony. The pain in my chest was echoing through my entire body, forcing me to step towards the pull. It was indescribable, heaven and hell mixed into one, and the most wonderful sensation I had ever felt. Next, I was hit with so many memories that had tried to break through my subconsious that were almost staggering.

"Jasper," I whispered and the name sent flames and desire through my veins. It sounded so indescribable on my tongue and made my throat quake in nervousness. I felt like spewing word vomit, until soft lips met mine or screaming at the top of my lungs, claiming this man as mine.

Jasper.

Jasper.

Jasper, Jasper, Jasper!

Finally.

Blonde curls. Dangerous smirk. Sharp tongues. Insulting glares. Soothing hands. Yelling. Tears. Exchange of words. Arguing until my panties fell for him. A gentle smile. A hopeful glance. Sexy body. Roaming fingers. Fine lips. Flat tongue. Swift attitude. Boiling anger.

Pity.

Guilt.

Hurt.

Pain.

Healing.

Repaired.

Teary grins.

Good bye...and Love.

Love. So much fucking love it made my dead heart swell and my eyes burn. Half the memories were upsetting, some were heart wrenching, most made me mad and feel foolish, but that was what Jasper was. He was everything and nothing at the same time. He lightened my world, but darkened it as well. He made me cry, but he also made me smile. He killed my love for another, but created more for him.

Jasper...

Riley roared again, bringing my attention back to him, "You're mine, Isabella! You listen to me!" Before I could stop myself, my fist flew forward and punched him in the mouth swiftly. He howled in pain and fell back on his ass and I heard the satifying crunch. It made me smile. But, the pull in my chest was getting harder to ignore, and it felt like I was having a panic attack. I still wasn't used to my body, but I knew how fast I could go.

I took off.

It was instinctual.

It was freedom.

It was Jasper.

Jasper

The whooshing, gut tingling, kick-you-in-the-gut-with-a-steel-toed-boot gurgling pain set into my chest. It was the pull and it was getting stronger. Fear and anger past through me and I knew it was Bella. My mate had finally broken free from the idiotic mind control. We were right on the other side Lake Buchanan, on the other side was a giant field that was a few hundred miles away.

Carlisle assessed everything, not taking notice to the extreme pull I was feeling, then turned to me. "We have to swim."

I bit back a sarcastic remark, but Peter beat me to it, "Oh, no, you really think so?"

Carlisle rolled his golden eyes and jumped into the lake with Esme ailing behind him. Edward followed and Rosalie hesitated, "I'll get my hair wet." Char rolled her crimson eyes and pushed the blonde in before swimming after the family. Emmett laughed and did a canonball; me and Peter caught the effects. Peter raised a brow at my pain look. I now felt the full mate pull, tinged with fear, satisfaction, fury, realization, joy, and...love? I grimaced in confusion as Peter patted me on the back, squinting in the distance.

"She's free. She remembers everythin and coming. So is everyone else. We need to hurry." He jumped in the water swiftly and I followed.

...

I was the first to surface, I could feel her. Her fear, rough breathing, love and nervousness. She was racing towards me, trying to break through the woods and follow the pull of me. I was following it too, wherever it took me, she was there. I emerged from the water, it was dark now and it had took about two and a half hours to swim through it. Carlisle, Esme, and Edward were behind as the rest raced behind me.

I heard her racing breath before I saw her. She broke through the woods and paused, staring at me. She was so different, but so alike. Her hair was back to it original color, chestnut brown and long and wavy. It flowed around her like she was wild. Her skin was the palest I had seen, but so fuckin' beautiful it made my mouth water. Her form had filled out, hips wider, legs long and seductive. Her limbs were strongers, her stomach the beautiful flat expanse that I loved. Her face was morphed into a vixen, high cheekbones, pouty lips, and wide eyes. They were a surreal violet. I wanted, shit, needed to touch her. She looked so God damn fuckin' sexy and I needed to have her now.

I crouched as she eyed me, her lust, longing, and desire weaseling through the fiedl. The green montain that she seemed to be standing on looked to far away, but close at the same time. Emmett, Rosalie, Peter, and Char all stood there, their eyebrows furrowed as we stared at each other.

"What's going on?" Emmett whispered, puzzled.

"I don't know, but it's turnin' me on." Peter replied huskily.

Bella was refusing to make the first step so I decided to make it. She strode back when she saw that movement and I took on the challenge. Edward, Esme, and Carlisle jumped out of the water and wrung out their clothes. Edward's golden eyes landed on Bella and he gasped, longing and love radiating from him. I growled and Bella flickered her eyes to his. She only did a glance then turned back to me, perplexed and wanting. Edward scoffed at her dismissal attitude and Emmett shoved him into the water with one hand, keeping his eyes on the events in front of him.

Carlisle intervened, "They're having the mating dance."

"Yeah, not really a good time to be doing that." Rosalie shook her head, her arms crossed.

"Why?" Char had asked, but I didn't care.

All of the sudden, I heard them, dozens of them running towards us. They were roaring savagely, newborns.

"Because of that." Rosalie deadpanned as the newborns burst through the trees. My mate was the only thing going through my mind right then.

Char groaned, "Are you serious? I just got my nails done!"

Bella glanced behind her, fear and fury taking over her features. She hissed as one short girl lunged and knocked her head clean off her neck.

"Holy shit! Did you see that? Bells is bad ass now!" Emmett crowed. We all charged forward as Bella lopped away. A newborn was chasing her rather savigly and I wasn't going to have that. I ran forward, running after the man. I jumped over him, removing his head and landing in front of Bella. She skidded to a halt as I threw the cranium somewhere in the grass. Her eyes became hooded and I took a step forward, taking her in my arms. She tensed slightly and anger started into her.

"What the fuck took you so long—" I cut off her perfect voice by pressing my lips to her's forcefully. She gasped in surprise and I took that chance to dive my tongue into her mouth. A satisfied purr settled into her chest and I grabbed her ass, lifting her up fluidly. She wrapped her legs around my waist, moaning into my mouth with hot pants. I traveled my hands up her hips and heard a newborn make his way to us. Bella stayed around me, but shot out a hand to grab the newborn's neck, tearing off his head.

Perfection.

Her mouth was back on mine, insitent, desperate, and urgent. We were carressing every part of each other we could, swirling in lust, love, desire, and satifaction. We almost didn't hear te two newborns coming towards us and I released her so she could turn and throw her shield out. More came and I became frustrated. I wanted her so much and my zipper was about to bust open. When she killed her third newborn, eyeing our winning family, I grabbed her arm and twirled her around in my arms, clashing my lips over her's.

She moaned automatically at my touch and ran her hands over my scalp. Without warning, she was snatched away from me, and I snarled, but was kicked into a sturdy oak tree. I stood without preamble to see who dared to play such a manuever. Victoria stood in front of me cockily, her face smug and sweetly innocent. Alice was the one who dared to touch me and I growled at her. I was about to get tagged, but I had taken over seven newborns at a time.

No problem.

Then I realized the pull in my chest. My eyes darted around and landed on Riley handling Bella. My vision went red and I lunged for her. Riley was quick on is feet maybe as fast as Edward. He pushed Bella away and she stumbled. Victoria and Alice took that chance to attack. I tore of Riley's left wing and he fell to the ground in anguish. Alice's small body wrapped around my back, biting through my thin shirt. I roared, throwing her off roughly. She fell to the ground with a hard thump and growled in pain.

Victoria was a little busy at the moment. Bella was keeping her away with her shield, far too quick for the redhead. She snarled in anger as her hands missed Bella everytime. Charlotte ran towards us as Alice stood. A vampire was follwing her and I jumped up as did Char and we passed each other easily, he giving me a saucy wink. She knocked Alice's head clean off her shoulders as I did the same with the other vampire. Their limp bodies both fell to the ground at the same time and Charlotte started to hoot for herself, calling herself big mama.

A roar of agony was issued as Victoria witnessed her mate's demise and landed her eyes on the blonde. I knew she was going to attack so I tore off her right arm before she could. Bella grinned cheekily at Victoria's scream of pain. I grabbed her head, setting a clear targwt for Bella and Victoria started to plead. It was too late, Bella ran forward and kicked the redhead's cranium clear off. Emmett chuckled and held his arms over his head to it could whirl past them, disapprearing into the trees.

Peter held up his thumb with a grin, "It's good!"

I had almost forgotten about Riley, who was still crying of agony. Bella stared at him. He was the one who changed her, so she had to no choice but to fear him. Honestly he was weak and tried t use my mate against me. It doens't matter that the venom ran through her veins, all that mattered was that I was her mate and that was never going to change. I tore off his head and Bella visibly relaxed, the feeling of he maker leaving her body. Peter and Emmett started to grab limbs off the ground, throwing them into the fire Carlisle and Rosalie had created.

"Where the fuck is my arm?" Edward was hollering, searching for it hectically. He turned to his burly brother, "I swear Emmett if you threw it into the fir—" Emmett didn'teven glance at him as he threw out a hand and pushed the angered teenager into the water again. Bella's giggle was enchanting and I wanted to produce that.

I took her in my arms again and kissed her with all I had; the fear, the pain, the sadness, the longing, and the love merging into our lips. When we parted she uttered the words I had been waiting for ever since I saw her.

"I love you."

Oh, trust me, it's not over yet! :D