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Chapter 21

Bella's POV

Rosalie and Emmett were already there when I opened my eyes. I'd probably only managed a whole two hours sleep the whole night. Every time I managed to drift off I would see Jasper's face. As much as I loved his beautiful face it would cause the tug in my chest to increase and I would wake up gasping for air. I hoped the others were right and he'd come back soon because I wasn't sure how much more of this I could handle.

"How are you feeling this morning Bells?" Emmett asked leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed over his chest.

He looked like a freaking giant in the doorway. "I'm just fucking peachy keen tiny giant!" I snapped at him. "My chest is trying to crawl away on its own and everything but I'm happier than a slinky on an escalator to be conscious to experience it."

"Sorry." He said and looked down at the floor looking uncomfortable now.

I could smell food cooking down stairs. "Is my dad still here?"

"No he left just before we got here. Rose is cooking you breakfast. Esme reminded us that she didn't see you eat yesterday at all, and apparently we're supposed to feed you more often than that." he chuckled.

Rose shoved him out of the way and carried a plate full of food in. "You also need a shower because you're getting a little ripe."

"Oh god are you serious?" I sniffed myself and tried to remember the last time I'd taken a shower. It had been the day of my birthday. "Will it be okay with the stitches?"

"Yeah Carlisle sent you some little waterproof pads to put over the stitches while you shower." I nibbled on the bacon and eggs she brought me, but I just didn't have an appetite. She helped me put the little clear pads with the adhesive around the edges over any place that couldn't get wet for now, and I got into the shower.

The hot water stung every scratch, cut, and scrape, but I stayed under the spray. It was nice to feel something other than the pain in my chest. I stared at the tile on the shower wall in front of me. What would happen if Jasper didn't come back? I tried so hard to ignore the pain that was pulling on me. Would the pain stop one day? No, I was sure the pain would never stop. Even if the tugging pain ever eased, the pain of losing Jasper would never go away.

I started to cry and rested my head against the cool tiles. I continued to cry until the water turned cold, and Rosalie began knocking on the door. I pulled myself together enough to wash myself. Rose helped me get the clear covers off in what she called the band aid method.

"Oh god you blond bitch!" I yelled at her as she grabbed each one and jerked it off quickly.

She gave a little chuckle, "No name calling. Take it like a man Bella." She and Emmett both laughed.

They stuck around the house with me for a few hours before I started to beg them to go home. Emmett kept asking me if I was okay, was there something he could get for me, did I want to do something fun? It was so annoying!

Rose was just as bad. She kept hovering. Every time I moved to another room in the house she was right behind me. If I changed seats she changed seats. When I went to the kitchen to start cooking dinner for Charlie she followed me and took over.

They finally left just before Charlie got home. He seemed to enjoy the steak and potatoes that Rose had prepared, but he also seemed to be extremely uncomfortable. We barely spoke. I figured he was afraid if he said the wrong thing and I'd fly off the handle again.

I didn't force conversation on him. I was doing my best to just hold myself together until I could escape to my room. Once I was there I checked my cell to see if there was a message from Charlotte or Peter. I had four texts from my mother, three from Rose, two from Esme, and one from Jacob. Everyone asking the same thing. Are you doing okay? I text everyone back that I was fine and was going to bed.

I tried to think of anything but Jasper. But he was all there was. I wondered where he was. What was he doing? I wondered if he was thinking about me. I missed going to the cabin with him. I stared out the window and cried silently through the pain.

The cabin! I wondered if anyone had thought to check there. I got up and threw on a pair of pants and a tee shirt. Charlie was still sitting in his chair in the living room when flew down the stairs stumbling down the last two.

"Where's the fire kid?" he asked standing up and looking surprised at my entrance.

I grabbed my coat and ran for the door. "I'll be back in a little bit dad I have something I've got to do."

I didn't bother listening to his protests. I jumped into the truck which was still horribly parked from coming home on the pain killers. I was parked mostly sideways in the yard, really not so much in the drive way at all.

I pushed the truck as fast as it could go without blowing up. My cell phone kept ringing in my pocket but I ignored it. If Jasper was at the cabin I wanted to be the one to find him. I had a little trouble finding the hidden little road that led to the gate, but I eventually found it and made my way up to the little house.

It was dark. There were no lights on. But he was a vampire right he didn't need a light. I grabbed a flashlight out of the glove box and staggered to the front door. It was like the closer I got the tighter my chest got around my lungs and the harder the pain pulled. I stepped inside and flipped the flashlight on. It was so cold here. Tears began to trickle down my cheeks as the flashlight glinted off some of the small glass candle holders sitting around the room. There were still dried flower pedals on the floor. I swallowed hard and made my way to the bedroom.

Things in there weren't the same. There was a new bed; there was a wilted bouquet of my favorite orchids on the dresser sitting next to a large manila envelope and a small black box. I dropped the flashlight to the floor and clutched my chest. He wasn't here. Some part of me had known he wouldn't be. Surely if he was somewhere this close he would have come to see me, or the others would have been able to find him.

I staggered to the bed. I curled up and cried. I don't know how long I was there or how long I cried, but I was still curled up when a pair of warm arms picked me up and carried me from the cabin. It was light outside and I looked up at Jacob.

Jacob's POV

Charlie began calling everywhere when Bella didn't come home. He said he'd called the Cullen house and they hadn't seen her. He had also called all of her friends from school and they hadn't seen her either. I told him that me and the boys would go out looking at all her usual hangouts. He got his deputies together and started searching town.

We really didn't have time for this right now. We'd caught the scent of an unknown vampire last night. The leach had moved across our land and into town, then the trail turned and it headed back out of town. We needed to patrol and make sure the thing didn't come back and try hunting in town. But no we were out looking for Bella.

I shouldn't be mad at her. She was having such a hard time of it lately. And it's not like she really knew what was going on. I split the pack in two. Half would look for Bella and the others would keep guard in case the bloodsucker came back.

We checked at the Cullen house just in case they'd lied to Charlie for some reason. The only one there was Esme. She said the others had gone out searching for Bella. I wracked my brain trying to think of where she would go. "Esme where's the cabin Jasper takes Bella to?"

"Oh! That's a good idea Jacob!" she said excitedly. "I didn't even think of looking there. I'm not sure exactly where it s but..." she stopped as her phone began ringing. "Hello Alice, I'm sorry dear I don't have time to talk right now we're looking for… well yes he is hold on." She held the phone out to me.

"Hello shorty, you got something for me?" the little psychic wouldn't be calling me if she hadn't seen something.

"Go out to the Olympic National Park, just past the first sign hang a left and there is a tiny hidden road. Go through the gate up to the house, she's there." she just hung up on me.

"Thanks Esme, I'll call you when we get her." she looked a little lost and shocked but she just waved at us. Quil, Embry, Seth, and I stripped once we were deep enough in the trees that she could see us. We took off in the direction of the national park.

The cabin wasn't so hard to find. Once we were close enough I could smell Bella. We shifted back once we spotted the small house. I went in leaving the others in the front yard after I dressed. It would be so much easier to shift if we didn't have to strip first or shred our clothes if we didn't.

I followed Bella's scent to the bedroom; she was curled up on the bed staring at the dresser. There was a small box and a large folder sitting next to a bunch of dead flowers. He'd probably set all this up before the party. He was going to surprise her no doubt. I wanted to be jealous. But all I could muster up was anger that he was doing this to her.

She was my best friend and she was suffering. I accepted the fact that she was a vampire's mate. From what I understood them finding their mate was like one of our kind imprinting, and finding our soul mate. I wanted her, but she wasn't my imprint. After I'd had a few minutes to think about it, it would be cruel to her to attempt to date her and then have to leave her when I imprinted. And you know then there was that whole deal where she had a mate. But how could he do this to her if he was her mate. When he finally came to his senses and brought his blood sucking ass back here I was going to kick it just a little.

I had wished so badly that she'd been my imprint. We were perfect for each other. We were the best of friends. Now that she was taken, or at least she would be if the ass ever got back, I just wished I could imprint on anyone. Even though I accepted her new status, I still couldn't stop thinking about her. I wanted some anyone to break that confection with her and replace it with their own. I would always care for her, but if I could imprint my feelings for her would shift into something a little healthier and a little less obsessive. I hoped.

I picked her up without a word and carried her from the little house. "You guys head back I'm going to take her to Charlie." They all gave me a quick nod and left.

I put her in the passenger seat of her truck and drove her back. I told Charlie I'd just found her sitting in her truck on the side of the road in her truck, out of gas.

"Why didn't you call someone?" he demanded from her.

"My cell phone died." She croaked out in a hoarse voice.

"I don't know what the hell to do here anymore Bells!" he yelled at her. "You come home looking like someone went after you with a knife, you keep freaking out at people, you act like you're still in pain constantly, you take off in the middle of the night and you don't come home." He paced back in forth in front of her where she sat on the couch. "Where the hell were you going? What is it that you needed to do?" He waited for her to answer but she didn't. She just kept her arms folded across her chest and stared at the floor sadly. "Is this all over that damned boy?" she stiffened but still didn't answer. "Maybe you should just go back and live with your mom. This place is obviously not good for you."

I started at him with wide eyes. What the hell was he doing? Even if she wasn't in the condition she was in now where she was freaking out on people as he called it this was not going to end well for him.

Bella's POV

I snapped my head up at my father's words. He wanted me to leave Forks. I couldn't do that. I panicked for just a moment. I looked to Jacob for help but he just stood in the door way looking scared. I couldn't leave what if Jasper came back looking for me? Even if he never came back I could leave this town. This is where I met him. It's where his memory was. Sure the memories hurt but I didn't have the strength to let them go. They were all I had right now. They were the only thing giving me hope that he'd come back for me one day.

A conversation creeped its way into my brain as I stared at Charlie again. ""You'll be eighteen tomorrow Bella there won't be much I can do to you after that." yup those were my father's words. And they were very true.

"Well say something!" he yelled at me and my pain and panic shifted into anger.

"I'm not leaving Forks." I said as calmly as I could manage. It sounded angry and in a clipped tone though. "And there is nothing you can do about it."

"Excuse me young lady, but you live in my house and you will not talk to me like that. You are my child and you will do what I say you will do! And I think we'll start with you won't be seeing that boy anymore! You were fine until you started dating him! And you're grounded for a month!" how the hell would he know if I was fine or not before I'd started seeing Jasper? I'd started seeing him after like four days of being in town!

I glanced at Jacob again, he was looking anywhere but a me and Charlie, he looked like he wished he was anywhere but here.

I stood and stepped very close to my father. "You're not going to blame things on him! He did nothing wrong! And I'm not going to stop seeing him!" I had a sharp pain at that but ignored it. "And I'm eighteen now! You have no say over anything I do anymore! If you don't want me to live under your roof and still get to live my own life the way I see fit to live it then I'll have my stuff out of here tonight! But you're not going to tell me I'm going to move away from Forks! And you're not going to tell me who I can and cannot see!" I shoved past him and went up to my room. He didn't follow me and neither did Jacob.

I paced my room angrily. There was less pain when I was angry I realized. I still felt the tug and the pain but it wasn't as bad when I focused all my emotion on anger.

After a little while I heard Jacob leave. And eventually Charlie tapped on my door. "Please don't move out." he grumbled through the door.

"Please don't make me!" I grumbled back.

We were silent for a long moment. "I'm going to pick up something for dinner."

"Okay." I said and I heard him leave.

I would never understand Charlie's way of handling things. My mother told me many times that I was just like my father in that respect. That I handled every situation like he did, either I was uncomfortable with it, and made jokes or pushed it off, or I got angry over it. I really didn't see it though.

I sat around my room still a little angry and stared out the window. I wanted to hang on to the anger as long as I could. I just wanted to ease the pain a little.

Jasper's POV

The pain was now constant. It no longer came and went with memories of her. I started thinking of ways to make the pain stop. I thought about going back down south and finding Maria.

I could just walk into her camp and the new borns would rip me apart. No that wasn't a good idea; she'd probably just put me back together and make sure I couldn't get away this time. She'd want me to start training her army's again. I couldn't live through that life again. And I damn sure couldn't live through it without Bella. There was no way I could subject her to that life. Not to mention if Maria knew I was mated she'd probably try and kill her.

Why was I even thinking about having Bella with me? Even if I went back and tried to claim her she'd never forgive me now. She thought what they all thought, that I'd attacked her because I couldn't keep my blood lust under control. And I had hurt her. I hadn't attacked her, but I had hurt her in attacking him.

I was so ashamed. You just didn't hurt your mate. It wasn't done. I'd never met any mated couple who could stomach hurting each other. How could I go back there and face her. How could I ask her to forgive me? I couldn't even forgive myself. I wasn't going to ask her to do it.

I thought about going to Italy and asking the Volturi to kill me. That wouldn't work either. They wouldn't kill me unless I'd broken a law. I had broken one. I'd allowed a human to become aware of us and I hadn't killed her or turned her. If I told them that though I put the whole family including Charlotte and Peter in danger as well, I wasn't going to take them all down with me. And then there was the problem of Aro. He was one of the three leaders of the Volturi and he was a collector of vampires with gifts. He wouldn't want me killed he would want me to join the guard so he could use me for his own means. I couldn't live that life without Bella either. And I couldn't subject her to the Volturi any more than I could subject her to Maria.

The train lurched to a stop and I could smell a couple of humans getting into the box car and wheeling things out. I tried to be worried that they'd find me but I just couldn't manage it. I felt the familiar ache of hunger creep into my throat at the smell of the humans. But it was dull compared to the pain in my chest, so I ignored it.

I heard one of the men start to sniffle and cry a little. I couldn't contain all the sorrow I was feeling. It was leaking out and affecting the man. They were done unloading things before they got to the crate I was curled up behind. The train began moving again and I just continued to lay there waiting for some brilliant idea to come to me, some way to just end it all that wouldn't endanger the others, especially my sweet angel.

I began dry sobbing again. I wished it would all just stop.

Peter's POV

Our train lurched to a stop and my phone rang. It was Alice again. Damnit what had changed now?

"What is it?" I didn't bother with greetings. We didn't have time for that shit right now.

"Get off the train! You can run and catch up to the other train before the one you're on takes off again. Follow the same tracks you're on right now. Some stupid human decided go home early from work tonight because Jasper's emotions leaked out all over him and he was affected by them, and now your train will be running behind schedule." She hung up.

"Come on baby." Charlotte didn't argue. She just hopped out of the box car with me and we took off following the tracks.

She was right. We'd be able to catch up to him quicker this way. I should have thought of it sooner. Stupid tiny psychic. She'd thought of it and I hadn't.

After about an hour we spotted the train ahead. Charlotte got here fist, she was faster than me. She grabbed onto the last car and swung herself up then reached out and helped me swing up. We climbed onto the top of the train and walked along until I caught his scent coming out of one of the box cars.

We dropped down through a hatch in the ceiling and I spotted him. He was spewing out sorrow, loneliness and pain. I could feel it prickling along my skin. If he'd been in the right state of mind to direct it we'd be just as useless as he was.

"Get your ass up!" Charlotte yelled at him.

He didn't acknowledge her. "She's talkin' ta ya boy!" he growled at me, but still didn't move. This was stupid. He was going to just keep laying there like a stubborn idiot and growling at us, and eventually if we stayed in the little pity my fog he was in we'd be just as depressed as he was.

I reached down grabbing him by the arm and the leg and swung him out of the box car. "Peter!" Charlotte said with a little shocked giggle. "That was just rude honey." She smiled as she jumped from the box car.

I jumped just after her. I braced myself just as me feet hit the ground. Jasper was pissed now and charging at me. As he reached out to wrap his arms around me I planted my feet, grabbed ahold of his left arm and used his momentum to toss him away from me.

He flew away from and rolled across the snow covered ground. He rolled to his feet and roared at me from a crouched position. "Ya need to stop this shit now before ya make me have ta hurt ya." Truthfully I wanted to hurt him. He was my brother and I loved him. But he'd left the little bit in pain. He'd ran from his mate. There was no excuse for that.

He charged at me again and I didn't hold back. I'd always wondered which one of us would win in a fight. Guess I'd get my chance to find out. I glanced at Charlotte to make sure she was out of harm's way. The minx was sitting on the ground cross legged with her elbow resting against her knee and her chin in her hand. She had a small smile on her face like she was anticipating a good show.

He took advantage of my distraction and managed to get his arms around my waist and tackle me to the ground. He hit me once in the face; I felt my jaw crack for a moment before it healed. I used my legs to flip us over and I was on top of him. I hit him twice in the face, causing a crack across the bridge of his nose and forehead.

"You're doin' great baby, kick his ass." Charlotte called to me sweetly.

"Thank ya baby, don't help me or anything." I yelled back her sarcastically

"But you're doin' such a good job without me honey." She was just getting way to much enjoyment out of this.

He knocked me off of him and I just barely caught him by the ankle as he tried to run away. I gripped the ankle tight and flung him up off his feet, tossing him in the air for a second. On his way back down I grabbed ahold of the front of his shirt and slammed him down onto the snow on his back. I began hitting him again, until I realized he wasn't fighting me anymore. He was just letting me pummel him now.

I stood staring down at him. He had both arms folded across his chest. "Why the hell did ya fuckin' run?" he gave a loud very not manly sob. Wow!

"Ya have ta come back Jasper. She needs ya." Charlotte stood and walked over to us.

"She don't need someone who hurt her." he continued to lie on the ground. "I hurt my mate. I saw her face, I felt her. She's scared of me now. She wouldn't let me touch her. She'll be better off without me." I felt for my brother I really did but he was just being so stupid right now. "Please just kill me Peter."

"Ain't gonna happen brother." I said kneeling down next to him. I was contemplating just dragging him back to Forks by force if he didn't just get up and come with now when someone else spoke out of the darkness.

Edward's POV

I'd run as fast as I could. I was so afraid I wouldn't make it in time. But just outside of Fairbanks I heard them. It sounded like they were beating the hell out of each other.

Peter's thoughts ran more towards the vengeful kind. He didn't want to kill Jasper, but he wanted him to hurt for what he was doing to Bella right now. Jasper was only pretending to fight; he wanted Peter to kill him. He couldn't deal with the guilt of hurting Bella at the party.

That guilt was mine. He shouldn't have to carry it. Oh god he was going to be so angry at me.

I had a moment where I was a little afraid that Alice had sent me out here to meet my death. Peter and Jasper where some of the most scary and vicious vampires I'd ever come into contact with, and they both loved Bella. When I told them the truth there was the very real possibility that I was going to be killed.

When they came into view Peter was kneeling beside Jasper. "You didn't hurt her."

All three of them turned their heads to look at me. I came to a stop about ten yards away from them. "What the hell are you doing here?" Jasper didn't sound sad anymore. His thoughts shifted from wanting to die to wanting me to.

Okay, it doesn't matter. You did this you have to fix it no matter what. I told myself trying to pull up just a little courage. "You didn't hurt her." I repeated. "I did."

He was on his feet now. Charlotte was backing away to the side of us. Jasper and Peter both crouched down and roared at me. "I know you want to kill me right now, but I have to tell you something first."

"What the fuck do ya need to tell me ya little fucker?" Jasper asked in a low voice.

I took a shaky step forward. "First off I need you to know how sorry I am. I know you can feel it but I wanted to tell you. I was stupid and selfish and I've fucked up everything." Jasper and Peter were moving slowly in opposite directions, circling around so that one of them was on each side of me. I was going to die. Before I did I had to tell him about Bella.

I rushed the rest of my words so I could get them out before they attacked. "Bella is in pain, real pain and not from being thrown through the window. She's experiencing the pull like she was one of us. It's bad Jasper. If you don't go back to her I don't think she'll survive. And I know you hate me right now, but I just wanted to tell you again how sorry I am. I know you probably already know but I planned most of what happened." they stood one of them on each side of me growling. I couldn't keep them both in my line of site so I just focused on Jasper. "I didn't mean for her to get hurt so badly, but I did make her cut herself on purpose so you'd lose control over blood lust. I was surprised when you didn't. I'm so sorry Jasper; I didn't believe you were really mates. I…"

I started to fall forward as Peter Jumped on me from behind. Just before I hit the ground I was turned. It wasn't Peter. Charlotte placed a knee on my chest putting enough pressure to break at least two ribs as I hit the ground. She began punching me in the face. Her eyes were so full of rage.

"Ya stupid, son of a bitch!" she screeched at me. She raked her nails down my face and chest shredding the front of my shirt as she was being pulled off me.

"Baby doll, calm down. He ain't ours to kill." She continued to growl and roar at me as Peter held her back.

Jasper grabbed ahold of what was left of my shirt and jerked me to my feet. There were no thoughts in his head. There was nothing. He had let everything fall away and was working on pure rage and instinct. Oh Fuck, was all I could think before he threw me.

I was air born for only a moment before he had ahold of me forcing me hard down on the ground. He rolled me to my stomach and gripped my right arm and put his boot in the middle of my back. I screamed as he twisted my arm and pulled it back at a painful angle.

Jasper's POV

"Ya made me hurt my mate!" I twisted his arm a little more making him cry out like the bitch he was. "Ya tried to steal her from me!" Twist. "Ya turned her against me!" Twist. "And ya let her and the rest of the family thing that I attacked her!" I twisted on last time and jerked. His arm came away from his body with a loud snap.

He screamed in pain. I took my boot out of the middle of his back and tossed his arm away. He rolled over and his hand went to the broken flesh of his shoulder where I'd ripped the arm away. I picked him up and stood him in front of me. I slapped him across the face hard. "Stop cryin'!"

He clamped his mouth shut but continued to whimper. "I'm not goin' to kill ya." I growled in his face. "Peter is right. Ya ain't ours to kill. I'll wait till we get back. Everyone will have a turn at ya boy. I won't let them kill ya, but I'm sure Emmett can come up with some mighty fine ways to make you hurt." He stared at me wide eyed and shivered. "I'll keep ya alive, until after they've each had a chance to take their pain out on ya. Then I'm goin' ta give ya ta Bella. If she ain't ready ta be turned I'll let her decide what'll be done with ya. And if she does want ta be turned I pity ya just a little. Because if ya thought she was angry at being manipulated and pushed around as a human, what do ya thing she'll be like as a vampire Edward." He looked terrified now. "I'm pretty sure you can kiss your pansy ass goodbye when she's an angry new born." I threw him towards his arm. "Pick up your arm and get movin'."

We took off in the direction of Forks. If we pushed it we could be back by tomorrow night the sun had just set when Peter threw me from the train. Which by the way we were going to have a good long talk about when I got all my shit sorted out. So just a little over 24 hours and I'd have my mate.

I was so upset that I hadn't even thought of her experiencing the pull like one of us to this degree. I wanted to get back to my mate. I wanted her to stop hurting. I wanted to start making up for being so stupid.

The pain in my chest began to ease the moment I started back in her direction. The only comfort I took right now was that the closer I got to Forks, the less the pull would hurt her. I hated Edward for all of this. But it was still my stupid insecurities, and shame that had driven me to run. If I'd been a better man I would have stuck by her no matter what. I just hoped she'd be able to forgive me.

Bad guy's POV

"Toby! What the hell is the hold up?" She screamed. "Why haven't you brought me the girl yet!?"

"I'm sorry master, we've sent in scouts. The only one who's returned alive says that she's protected by a large coven and a pack of shifters." I told her hoping like hell she didn't decide to take this out on me.

"who is the coven?" She was so angry. I didn't understand what was so important about this one human girl that she'd tracked her all the way from Phoenix to Forks. But she had a hard on bad for the tiny girl.

She was just a girl as far as I knew. She was nothing. She'd had a couple of Vampire companions back in Phoenix. But other than that there was nothing extraordinary about her. She was just a week insignificant human.

"I don't know master." All of our scouts who've gotten close enough to get the Intel we need have been taken out. "

She paced the room. "Since you can't seem to obey my orders and find me a decent scout. I'm sending you. Should you come back here without the information I need to retrieve the girl, I will begin cutting pieces off of you and burning them until you succeed. Do you understand me." I shivered. I'd seen her do this to others. She would start with and ear, then fingers and toes. Eventually she's start on larger appendages. Once she'd cut enough away that you were useless she'd burn what was left of you alive.

"I won't fail you master." I promised. I would bring the what she needed or die trying.

Chapter 21

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