It's been way too long. I didn't want to keep stringing any of my readers along until I had all chapters edited and done. So here is the first update of 4.

Thank you to my beta Stedman. She is the reason this story is what it is.

SM owns it.

Bella

Dear Fragile Human,

It seems like it's been forever since we last spoke. Have you missed me, Isabella? Do you feel saddened by our distance as much as I do? I miss your sweet delicate scent and they way you look when you sleep. I understand you have others that get that pleasure now though. While I may not like your current company, I can't really hate them. You're just too delicious.

As I'm sure you know by now, your mother is no longer with us; poor, sweet Renee. I now know where the pull of your blood comes from though. Exquisite is the only real word that comes to mind. I, of course, being the generous vampire I am, shared this final meal of sorts. You can thank Edward for her swift death. I tend to play with my meals as you very well know and while he may be a messy eater, he does have some compassion in him. But don't get angry. You really brought this turn of events on yourself. All he, hmm... well we, wanted was you. You could have willingly offered him that much, don't you think? I mean, you have put the poor boy through so much. Maybe next time you'll think twice before turning your back on the people who could have protected you.

I hear your boyfriend spoke with Alice. Violence is really never the answer and he shouldn't treat a lady like that. Food for thought don't you think, Isabella? I'm sure you have so many questions and thoughts running through that mind of yours. I wish I could give you that of which you seek, but time is what I allowed and instead of finding those things, you wasted them by snuggling in a shower, bare naked and acting much like the whore I knew you to be. Once again Isabella, the apple does not fall far from the tree. Such a shame. No matter now, I'll still have you.

Well, you don't have much of a choice at this point. I've been waiting far too long for this moment and even with your pretentious bodyguards, I still hold the cards and you will join me. Your mate or lack thereof can't stop me. The woman and man that claim you as family, they have no chance. You though, Isabella, hold the key to their lives. I can kill them, with much more pleasure than probably necessary, but it will bring me pleasure none the less. I could let them live but really, I would be lying to you and I think at this point in our relationship, lies are unnecessary wouldn't you agree?

They will die protecting you and you will by protecting them, if you're not careful. They use you. Were the moments you spent with Jasper worth it? He so easily left you to search for me. Is the pain there deep in your chest? Can you feel it? Like something caving in on your soul, crushing the very part of you that keeps you breathing.

I've seen him but I did not lay a finger nor have my men on your precious mate. I'm not usually so depraved that I wouldn't let a couple share their last moments together. Make no mistake these will be your last. I'm out for blood now Isabella, yours to be exact. While I may want you for so much more, I would kill you for less.

Take my parting words to heart.

You will die at my hands one way or another. You will suffer much more than I ever could have and I will drink every single inch of it in. You will know the death and life of pain. You will see my rage and fury until you can not open your eyes ever again and I will do what ever I need to get that. You're mine and no matter who lays claim, that will never change.

Truly yours,

Victoria

Blackness... dark... nothing. Something much bigger than my tiny hole of solitude had scooped me up and carried me away. Softer than the desert wind on my skin, it cradled me tightly. It was my only protection now. This was my comfort. Blank nothingness was what I needed, all I felt I had.

I knew the others wouldn't let anything physical attack my body and my black hole wouldn't let it attack my mind, so I stayed here for as long as it would let me cling. So many images tried breaking down my walls. There were moments I swore I smelled Charlie. It only made the tears run harder. Renee's hair in the sun; I could almost reach out and touch it. I withheld though. If I let it, then it would all tumble in on me. All the strength I worked so hard to have, all the love I felt would shatter it and make me doubt. I couldn't do that. I couldn't stop loving, I couldn't just give up.

Jasper.

It was barely a whisper on my mind. He was where that came from. My strength, my love, my weakness. As much as he was all of those things and as much as he created it all for me, I knew somehow I had done the same. Victoria was right about my chest. His leaving, even to just search had felt crushing, suffocating to the point of hysterics but I stayed strong.

I was strong without him just as I was with him.

The note had made me feel weak though.

It was just a tiny slip of paper. It smelled of blood and death as it was pushed under my cell cage. I didn't see who left it and didn't really care. If they wanted to murder or kidnap me, they would have. Knowing that they did neither made being here a living hell.

Reading it, seeing her handwriting, confirmed it.

Nothing felt right. My knees buckled and I heaved out everything that my stomach contained. I was shaking and coughing so hard I thought I was going to pass out from shock. I couldn't even lift my arms or legs to stand. I was weak. Physically ill and too weak to do anything anymore.

I wanted to curl into myself and stay there.

Get the fuck up now!

I wanted to. I wanted to rip out throats and dance around fires like I was promised. I wanted to be free of the psychos that were trying to meddle in my life. More than anything, I wanted to shut it all off and be done; to feel nothing but I couldn't.

I screamed. At the top of my lungs I screamed so loud hoping Edward would hear it. I wanted him to know that I would kill him. I could play my own games if that's how they wished to do this. I could make his life a living hell and kill everyone he loved one by one if this was going to be his game and I would end it all.

Then Carlisle and Esme showed up and my game face was placed firmly on.

I spent the night in jail. At first, I was scared out of my mind, I'd never been, not one outside of Forks before anyway. I was left alone for the most part and placed inside a cell like the kind you see on TV.

It wasn't until I saw Jasper that I felt as if I could breathe again.

Esme and Carlisle were no comfort to me. The car ride had been silent except for concerned looks and sad smiles they kept throwing in my direction.

I hated them.

I despised them for leaving me, for siding with Edward, and thinking I would be okay without them in my life. They made me bitter and angry. Sure, I was grateful for the things they had given me, but it didn't make up for everything. It didn't make up for the son they cherished, or the life they had thrust me into.

It sure as hell didn't make up for the rug they tore out from under my feet.

Money and power being thrown about went a long way, but it did nothing to cure a broken girl. It didn't dry my tears or hug me when I need it.

It certainly didn't bring back Charlie, or Jacob and everybody that I lost.

I was selfish now. I didn't care if my opinions hurt them, or if my hugging Peter and Charlotte broke their hearts. They deserved it, at least in my mind.

When I hurt Alice, I was hurting them too. I wanted them to feel my pain. I wanted them to hear her screams and to watch her cry out in fear. I enjoyed every single second of it, and I'd do it again and again, if I had to.

The moment I touched Jasper again, I was thankful.

Emmett and Peter had taken my mind off things, yes, but they didn't make any of it go away. They couldn't.

Being near him again, seeing him, smelling him, wrapping my arms around him, those were the things I needed. He was what I craved.

"Do we have a battle plan?" Peter was all about strategy. I listened as they've went over exactly what Jasper and the others found.

Jasper had me planted in his lap. One arm was slung over my shoulder while the other rested against my arm. His fingers were tangled in mine and my head rested on his chest.

If I listened closely, I could hear the echo of my own heart beating against him. It was a nice change from the hell we had all been going through and I relished in it.

"We know where they are, which gives us the advantage. I say we surprise attack them." Rose seemed smug and I heard a rumble in Jasper's chest as his head whipped around to her.

"Obviously, Rose, wants to die." Charlotte smiled, making Emmett growl.

"We'll leave at first light. For now, if you need to hunt, do so. If not, then you can start preparing for the fight." Jasper voice was dark and commanding.

I trusted him and his judgement.

Some of the others huffed and growled. When the couch dipped I knew it was Peter and Charlotte showing their support. They were standing by him and by me, no matter what.

I closed my eyes and pulled myself closer as the others argued with each other on what was best. I took relief knowing that I was able to count on a few vampires here.

I knew who would help me, and who would stand by my side.

Rose and Emmett loved Edward. He was, after all their brother. I couldn't blame them for that. Even when Jasper offered them an out, I didn't blame them for their hesitation. They stayed, but I knew they were going to be worried the entire time.

Carlisle and Esme were quiet, but I knew they were listening. From what Jasper had ordered, they were staying here, in case something happened.

The only thing I cared about was making sure the people that hurt me died. I could give a shit if anyone else did. As long as I had Jasper and a bonfire of vampires, I knew I would be okay.

Being so close to Jasper, feeling like I was part of him right now, was the only thing I wanted. When I felt his arms tighten their hold, I smiled and promised to one day thank him.

Until then, I held him like I would never touch him again, and whispered what he meant to me as if I was dying.

SO I want to thank you. ALL of you. You have stuck with me, given me beautiful reviews and some have even been great friends. The next chapter is already with my beta and will update maybe this week?

I'd love to hear from you all, seriously, you've all been amazing and I've got the best reviewers. I hope like hell you guys are still with me and enjoy this last ride I'm offering.

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