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Ethereal- For reasons that are unknown, Isabella has left Jasper. She travels around the world searching for something, something that may not even exist. On her journey, she meets another vampire whose dark past and dark future attracts her against her will.

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Chapter 24: You Guys Act Like Rabbits

Isabella

At home, everyone congratulated me. For what, I do not know. Perhaps it was the fact that I died, or maybe it was that I would finally be able to spend eternity with Jasper.

Rosalie was so much warmer towards me than usual. She actually smiled at me, without hissing. I was very surprised at that show of affection.

Alice was thrilled, for a lack of better word. Edward actually hugged me, even though he had never even touched me.

Emmett threw me up in the air numerous times, whilst laughing his booming laugh. He finally stopped when I grabbed the chandelier and hang on for numerous minutes. After I had jumped down, I threatened to incapacitate him, and in place where it hurts a man the most. I actually cackled evilly wt the expression he made when I had told him that.

Esme and Carlisle welcomed me into the family, and began treating me like a daughter.

Finally, when they all left to do what they were they were doing before I came. Jasper pulled me along to see his room.

"Well, Bella, we weren't sure whether or not you wanted your own room, so we ended up renovating my room for the both of us. Do you mind?"

"No. Are you kidding? I want to share my room with you."

He smiled, dazzling me. My breath hitched, in spite myself. I wonder when I will be able to get over his beauty.

Jasper chuckled at my reaction, and opened the door.

His room was still mostly the same except for some changes. There were more books and Cd's than before. I ran over and checked them out. The books had some of my favorite titles, like "The Phantom of the Opera" and "Lord of the Flies." The Cd's had bands like My Chemical Romance, Evanescence, Alesana, Green Day, H.I.M., Taking Back Sunday, Linkin Park, Bullet For My Valentine, Nirvana, Korn, All Time Low, 30 Seconds To Mars, and Fall Out Boy.

"Wow, how did you get all of my favorite Cd's and books here?"

Jasper squirmed under my gaze. "Well, I kind of… well that is to say…"

"What, Jasper?" I asked, exasperated.

"Well, I broke into your room and took your things from there."

"Oh," I said. I felt my eyes water, even though they never would be able to create tears again. I felt so miserable inside because of Charlie. He was all alone now, with no one to make him dinner or to keep him company at the house.

"What happened to me?" I said, regaining my composure.

"You turned into a vampire," he said, confused.

"No, I meant, what does Charlie think happened to me?"

He looked away from me. "He thinks you killed yourself."

I stared at him in shock. "He thinks I did suicide?" I choked out.

He nodded.

"What does he think my reason was?"

"He thinks you became suicidal after we broke up. Basically, he blames me for your death."

I felt my eyes soften. "Oh, Jasper, why did you say that? I know you like pain, but that was stupid. He could have tried to kill you."

He grinned sadly. "Even if he did try he wouldn't have been able to. I'm a vampire, remember."

I grimaced at the way he said it. His voice seemed almost apologetic, as if it were all his fault. As if I was truly dead, and he was responsible for it. In some sense he was right.

I embraced him to me. "Don't ever believe it is your fault what has happened. If there was one to blame, it should be Nicholas, the asshole."

Jasper chuckled against my head. "Where did all this cursing come from? I mean, the other day you said 'fuck' various times."

I stuck out my tongue at him. "It's all the rage these days, bitch," I teased.

He looked mock offended, but he had a huge grin on his face. "God, you're such a fucking whore."

"I'm a whore? Excuse me, motherfucking asshole, shit faced slut."

"Isabella Marie Swan! I am shocked at such a language in this house. Why I ought to wash your mouth with soap!" Esme exclaimed at the doorway. Jasper began to laugh silently. I turned to glare at him, so did Esme.

"Jasper, I heard you too, so be quiet young man!" she scolded him. I laughed at this.

Jeez, we were only fooling around, I thought.

"Yes I know, but that doesn't make it right," she said. I stared at her dumbfounded.

"Esme, I didn't say anything," I said.

She looked annoyed. "Yes, you did. Do not lie, for you're already in big trouble."

"She's telling the truth. She didn't speak," Jasper piped in. I nodded along with him.

Esme's eyes became large. "You mean, that I heard that thought." She thought it over, then said, "Try it again."

Can you hear me now?, I thought.

She nodded, her eyes becoming wider than before, if that was physically possible. Yet, I have come to think vampires can do anything.

Hey, Jasper can you hear me?, I thought. I turned to Jasper, expectantly.

He looked at me and nodded.

"Cool!" I exclaimed. I ran out the door, without even saying goodbye, and went to Alice's room. I opened the door without knocking, and regretted it immediately.

Alice and Edward seemed to be getting it on. They were kissing intensely and both already had their shirts off. I immediately close the door.

"God, Bella, you should knock first!" Alice yelled through the door.

Not my fault you guys act like rabbits when no one's around, I thought to her.

Alice burst out of the room at that. "What the hell?"

Yep, I can send thoughts out. And since you scarred me for life, I think I should be able to do the same for you, I thought. I began sending her mental images of Jasper kissing me, his bare chest, and dreams of making out heavily.

She shrieked, closing her eyes. "Ah! Mind rape, mind rape! It burns!"

She ran back into her room and closed the door, locking it securely.

Bye, Alice, I hope you loved the images. And you should be happy I didn't send you the other dreams I have had of him, I thought, laughing wickedly.

I ran back to my room, where Jasper and Esme still stood, looking surprised.