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"Bella! Please wait, where are you going?" I heard Jasper's voice, but my mind couldn't focus on anything. They put my little Mary in an asylum. How could they? For what? For predicting my death? It was all my fault, no, no it was actually Jasper's fault. If he hadn't turned me into a monster that night, nothing would have happened. Why, just why did it have to be? Oh yes, because I am an accident magnet.

My anger and rage at Jazz were about to spill and I was not planning for it to hit any innocent people, so I continued walking deeper and deeper into the forest. I changed my pace to run, hoping that he will follow me. When we both reached the middle of the forest I turned around and faced my so-called brother. I could feel him trying to calm me down, which angered me even more.

"Don't do that. You know that I am angry at you. You can't fix it. Not this time."

"I know, and I am very sorry. Bella, I can't say that I know how much your sisters mean to you, but please trust me when I say that I didn't mean for anything bad to happen to your family. I am truly sorry, and if I have to, I will spend centuries trying to get you to forgive me." He was looking straight into my eyes, and I couldn't help myself but to accept his apology. Jasper made a vow to protect me and follow me wherever I go. He was truly the only good thing that happened to me in my vampire life.

"I didn't mean to get that angry at you, newborn anger issues are still hard to control," I admitted.

"Don't be so hard on yourself, you are fairly young still. But I am sorry, and I will do whatever you want me to do. So, what is the plan, little sister?"

"We should hunt first, then we can figure it out together."

"Yes, ma'am. I shall see you here in a few hours." He gave me a small smile and ran off to the west.

I stood in this clearing for a few minutes, trying to apprehend everything that has happened in the past hour. Since the moment that I opened my eyes in the Texas desert, I never had a break. Never really had time to think about everything. My new life was filled with murder, gore, and constant fear. Maria's war over territory made me lose all sense of time as well as my life purpose. If it wasn't for Charlotte, I doubt that either Jasper or I would understand that this is not the kind of life we wanted to live. She left the army with her mate Peter; Jasper and I followed them shortly after. The fear didn't disappear, nomadic life can be very tough and frightening: having no clothes, no clan to protect you, no certainty that we will live another day.

Jazz and I have traveled through the Eastern states trying to gain as much tolerance to human blood as we could. We both knew that eventually, we will need it when we had to interact with the humans. I was the one who offered to drink blood only from sinners. Murderers, robbers, rapists, etc. they were now our food supplies. That has made my brother's life a lot easier since he could still feel the emotions of his victims; however, now he knew that he is getting rid of bad people, and not the innocent ones.

My mind drifted back to Mary. Even if what my parents said was true, even if she was a lunatic, it is their daughter, how could they willingly give her up to the asylum. I could still remember her laughter in my head, her beautiful black hair and chocolate eyes that shined so bright, just like mine once did.

I shook my head and decided to hunt for now. I couldn't help Mary, what if she remembered me, even after all this time? Volturi wouldn't let her go, nobody could know our secret. She would have to die, or be turned into a monster, just like me. And even if it meant that I could have my little sister forever, I wouldn't want her to have this half-life.

I ran to the West and reached a small town of Saucier. It was always easier to hunt in the suburban areas. The bodies won't be found for a few days, and I will be long gone after that. I changed my pace to a human walking speed and started going towards the Speakeasy. The prohibitionists have just won and now all the states were supposed to be dry, of course, there were people who found their ways to get alcohol anyways. I patiently waited in the shadows, right around the corner from the speakeasy, waiting for my victim to come out. A few people left but they didn't look like sinners. I chose my dinner after twenty minutes; his speech was slurred but I could still understand that he was trying to fight with a waitress inside. Threatening her into giving him more alcohol. Now I just needed to wait for him to leave the premises.

I moved towards the light, so he could see me. There were movements next to the front door, here comes my meal. He noticed me as he walked out, an evil grin appeared on his face when the human was looking me up and down. I pointed my finger into an alley where I was hiding just a few minutes ago. His grin grew and he followed me. Right as we left the light, I ran back into the forest, dragging the man behind me. His screams in the air just made me more excited. As soon as I went far enough into the forest, I sank my teeth into his neck. Warm blood dripped into my throat, my victim's hands were trying to push me away, but that felt like soft feathers brushing over my stonelike cold skin. Soon his movements stopped, and I let him fall towards the ground. The only sound that was left was crickets.

I tear his skin apart in a few places to mask it looks like an animal attack just in case some hunters go this far into the forest and find him. A few minutes later I was running back to meet with Jasper. The forest at night was breathtaking. I could hear deer herds travelling towards the Flat Branch River, owls howling somewhere above me, tree branches cracking under my feet. Running was the best part of being a vampire.

"You took your time." Jazz was seating on the branch of a tree right above me. He gave me a smile and jumped down from the branch.

"I hope you didn't wait too long."

"No, I had some time to think. You know when travelling with someone, there is not a lot of time left to be alone. Not that I don't appreciate your company."

"I actually understand exactly what you mean."

"Did you think about what you want to do about Mary?" His face turned serious and a wave of tranquility hit me.

"I was thinking we can go to the asylum and see what they are doing to her. Maybe it is not so bad, otherwise, how could our parents put her there, right?"

"Sure. We have a few hours before the sun goes up. Do you wish to go right now?"

"Yes, let's get it over with. Maybe we can go up north after, try to find Peter and Charlotte."

"That sounds like a plan." He smiled at me again, one side of his lip not moving much because of the scar that was left on him by one of the newborns. I remember how scared I was when I first took a good thorough look at his face. Having woken up in the desert, far away from my home and parents. Me being 5'4" and him being 6'3" was already frightening, but when I saw the number of scars on his face, neck, and arms, I was absolutely terrified.

We started running back to Biloxi, the asylum was on the outskirt of the city. We passed a small graveyard where only youths were buried, or at least that's what it looked like. All the tombstones were taken care of, flowers on most of them. I stopped next to one that had peonies and chrysanthemums as they were not only very uncommon but also because these were my sister's favorite flowers. The tombstone read "Mary Alice Brandon. 1901-1920. Beloved daughter, sister, aunt." My knees became wobbly for the first time in 15 years and I sank to the ground. "No. It can't be." I muttered under my breath. She can't be dead. I was too late.

I felt Jasper's presence behind me. His soft hands were petting my back while tearless sobs were erupting from my body. Probably the worst feeling in the world. Not being able to properly grieve. He lifted me up after a while, and directed me towards the forest. We both ran north, there was nothing holding me back in this little Mississippi town anymore.

This is the end of chapter 2, please review.