I am so tired right now, but my friend, Chloe is occupying my bed and I already went to the mall. Nothing else to do in Georgia. So...what's today? Maybe it's Tuesday, it feels like one...oh, well my friend just told me it's Saturday and that I might have phsycological problems. o.O I do NOT!

Anyways, here you go...

Bella

I twitched.

Jasper grasped my hand.

I relaxed minorly, but glanced around at the other vampires. Ever since we had gotten on the jet, they had all stared at me like I had a second head. I guess they were waiting for me to snap, but I already had. Riley, my maker had died, a painfully, horrendous death. I knew I shouldn't have cared, but I couldn't help it. He was connected me to me due to his venom and it now felt like a part of me was gone. Jasper kept me whole and crooned at me with soft words of love.

A big burly guy, which I indetified as Emmett, (it still hurt to try and find all my memories) came waddling from the bathroom area, jabbing a thumb behind him with an confused look, "Hey, there are some ashes in the back that smell like Alice." No one replied, "Oh, so we're just all looking the other way, huh?"

Esme, the mother figure, frowned, "She may have been a traitor, but also my daughter. I wanted to keep a reminder." Rosalie, the snotty blonde, shot up, anger in her tone. I kept a sharp eye on everyone, but stayed out of it fully. I just cuddled into Jasper's side as he paid only his attention to me.

"You can't honestly mean that! That little troll tried to kill Bella! Our family!" In my past life, I could've sworn all I got was nasty glares and mean scowls. How was it any different now? Maybe she was glad I was dead.

I snorted at my lame joke and Peter glanced at me, a small smile flickering onto his face at my slight happiness. He had yet to say anything to me, just comforting smirks and twinkling, forgiving eyes. Char seemed to be following his lead, sending secrets winks to me and beaming joyously.

"Rosalie," Carlisle snapped calmly, "She was family."

"She was a traitor!" Rosalie snarled back. Emmett rubbed his hands over her tense shoulders and she visibly leaned into him.

During all of this, Jasper leaned into my ear, his cool breath tickling the skin. I instinctively moved towards his touch as he circled his calloused hands over my exposed flesh between my top and pants, "Do you remember your tattoo?" He asked softly, rubbing soothing circles with his thumb.

Pain. Stinging. A quiet buzz. A big, white grin. A name.

Jasper's.

I smiled at the distant memory, "Yes, but it's still blurry." His lips brushed against my cheek and I felt myself leaning into his hands, wanting his lips in a different area, paticularly lower. He smirked at my lust and wrapped a strong arm around me, pulling my form closer.

They argued for awhile longer, but all I listened to was Jasper's blurry memories and sweet touches. I didn't know if I fell asleep, which was impossible for a vampires, but Jasper had been sent me such calming, lethargic emotions that I had leaned into his body, placing my head on his shoulder. It felt so good, but when we landed I immeditely jumped up, stepping in front of my mate protectively, snapping my teeth.

They all stared at me with wide eyes as I realized there was no threat. The plane slowly eased to a stop and I sat back down next to Jasper, who had an amused smile on his face. He tucked me under his arm and pulled me out of the jet. My throat burned as I was exposed to the open air.

The dull smells of humans wafted into my nose, causing my mouth to fill with scorching venom. I swallowed it, but it kept coming up. I spat it out irritatingly as Jasper chuckled, "You'll get used to it."

I could smell them. So fucking many. I wanted a human bad and I could feel the family watching me carefully as the attendants got ready to park the plane. I licked my lips, one of my hands going to my scorching throat. Jasper squeezed my other, giving me an encouraging smile.

...

When we arrived at the Cullen house, I could hear a stumbling heartbeat. Jasper yelled something at Peter in a different language. Peter snarled out a response as everyone huddledaoround me. Obviously, they were too late because I saw a middle aged man step out onto the porch.

Brown, crinkling eyes. Pale skin. Wrinkles. Divorce. Forks. Frowns. Bad cooking. Daddy...

I frowned, my eyes softening as I stared at him. His hair was everywhere and his uniform was dirty with sweat and food, "Dad?"

"Bells...you're eyes..." He trailed off uncertainly.

I smiled, ignoring the fire in my throat, "Freaky, huh?"

He scratched the back of his head awkwardly, "Not as bad as I thought it would be." I got the gist of his words and landed my eyes on Jasper.

"You told him?" A hint of a smile flittered on his lips as he grasped my shoulders.

"He took it better than I thought he would." He shrugged casually and waved off everyone else when they realized I wasn't going to kill my dad.I continued to rub my throat though and Jasper pulled me away from the group.

He dragged me to the woods and I shook my head, becoming anxious, "No."

"No?" He raised a fine brow, frowning when I planted my feet.

"No. Riley said..." I trailed off when I realized what I had said and that the family was staring at me with wide eyes then flickered them to Jasper, who was still as stone, "Um..." My instincts told me to take a step back and I did, but Jasper stopped me, placing a hand on my shoulder.

"What? Finish." He ordered, his black eyes staring into mine.

"No. It's stupid." I wringed my hands, "It's just that, he's my maker, Jasper, and...I can't help it."

"It's true, she's can't." Char chided, crossing her arms.

"What did he say?" Jasper's eyes wouldn't relent and his words were slow, deliberate.

I narrowed my eyes. His anger was making me angry, "He said no. Gold eyes were bad, they can't be trusted and to keep my shield up around them. That's what he said."

He stared at me for awhile then jerkingly started towards the forest. I snarled out at him, "I can't help it, you dick!"

He continued to walk and I followed him, yelling explicatives as he sulked. He murmured to himself until we reached the woods. I was going to take my anger out on the animals today, but before I could walk away he snatched his hands out and grabbed my wrists.

I snarled, immediately fighting against him, shoving my hands to his chest, "Calm down, Bella!" He shouted at me. I calmed almost instantly, his powers flowing over my shield. Since he was my mate, he could immeditely control me. My growls died down and I feebly surrendered, "I'm sorry." He said softly, the apology clear in his features.

I softened under his tender gaze, whimpering when he ran hand down from my wrist and to my breasts. I arched into his touch as he pressed me into a tree. He buried his head into my neck and inhaled, growling.

"I can smell him on me. It makes me sick." He hissed, his fingers moving up to carress my skin. I shivered and let out a shaky breath.

"How can I help you?" I asked, my voice quivering. My legs were shaking and my core burned for the need of him, "Please. Tell me."

He spreaded my legs, parting it with his and ran his thumb over my flesh, brushing the bottom of my breasts. My back curved outwards, wanting more. His hands found my nipples, dancing over the stiff flesh and I moaned loudly.

My thighs were rubbing together and I jumped when I felt his digits brush against my wet jean cladded folds. I bucked my hips into his touch and he moved away, grinning wickedly.

"You should hunt." He stated calmly. I growled in irritation and desire, lunging at him. He allowed me to tackle him and we rolled down a steep hill, snarling and snapping at each other. When we reached the bottom, he pinned me, his hands holding my arms above my head and his hips trapping mine.

I stayed still, holding my breath as he leaned down, capturing his lips with mine. I moaned when his tongue slithered into my mouth, stroking it against mine. He slowly released my wrists and placed his hands on my cheeks, threading them through my hair.

I took that chance to roll us over. He seemed to like it and continued to kiss me, rising up so I was straddling his lap. I could feel his dick twitched in between my thighs and I groaned when I felt it touch my center.

I threw my head back when he suddenly dipped his hands down my jeans and panties. I rocked my hips, panting like a wild animal as he rubbed my folds, placing a finger inside me then sntaching it back out.

"God, you're dripping." He hissed as he took out his fingers and stuck them into his mouth, sucking off the juices, "So fuckin' delicious."

"Please, Jas. Fuck me." I whispered, my breathing erratic. He turned me over, tears off my jeans fluidly. We might just have to run back naked. He shredded off his shirt and pushe dmy underwear out of the way, jamming two fingers into me, "Agh!"

He watched me intently as I tightened around his fingers, convulsing with an orgasm. I screeched out and he slammed into me smoothly. I came again, my stomach tightening with butterflies.

I whimpered as he began to move in and out. His growls and purrs spurred me on and I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist as my back moved quickly against the green grass.

My body seemed to be attached to him. When he moaned, I moaned, too. My legs were starting to quiver and he growled at me with a gravelly voice.

"Cum for me, Bella." He lifted my torso up so our chest were grazing and gave me a passionate kiss. I moaned into his mouth and he moved open mouthed kiss down my jaw and buried his face into my neck.

With one final thrust of his hips, I came, hard. I screamed out, the birds flying from the trees and deers miles away startled. I felt the stinging pain in the side of my neck and I whimpered as my third orgasm hit. He had bit me and it made me feel submissive, but loved, like I was his and no one else.

He came next, his teeth pressing down harder as I wrapped my arms around his neck, holding him closer. He groaned and leaned away. I kissed him softly and smiled as my hand drifted over my new scar.

"I love you." I whispered softly. He brushed the dirty hair from my face.

"I love you, too."

One more chapter! The epilogue and pretty pretty please read my new story, Friends With Benefits, Ik cheesy, but I just love the idea. Please forgive if I don't finish it.

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