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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="9021f2026f41b15f3b659af919534fe0"Or others. em style="box-sizing: border-box;"Did Jasper refer to Alice, mentioning his wife? How long were they married, if they were married? Was it even legal for adoptive siblings, to get married?br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /emThat was only a fraction of the questions that had been piling in my head, when Alice came and saved me from Jasper's steely grip. She told him to calm down, that she em style="box-sizing: border-box;"knew /emhow he felt. That answered one of my questions - in this field, Alice was same as Jasper. Alice then repeated Edward's words, about that this evening belonged to Bella. When Jasper calmed down enough to let go of me, he disappeared in a blink of an eye. I remained standing in the same place, in the hall, my jaw dropped, eyes still anchored on where Jasper disappeared only a few moments ago. Alice was staring in the same direction, however, when I breathed in to ask her, she interrupted me, lifting her right hand up, shaking her head./p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="c5ad98d7675cacaab42ce20d5d4eca2d"She was right. Bella had been holding a present from Carlisle and Esme, the moment we entered the room. Alice smiled with a huge smile, pulling out a small camera, taking photo of Bella, with the particular present. In fact, hundreds of photos were taken by Ms. Cullen that evening; no matter how acid the glares Rosalie kept gracing her with were, she was absolutely determined to make Bella's party style="box-sizing: border-box;" /Edward then wrapped an arm around Bella's waist, pulling her to him and pressing a kiss on the top of her head. I had never considered myself to be sentimental, or pathetic for that matter, but today appeared to be hell of a day for my standards. I wrapped my arms around myself, for that both a hint of cold made me tremble, and a thought of how would Hale's em style="box-sizing: border-box;"freakin' /emarm, wrapped around me like that, feel./p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="8d94eee3f4fa9abb952bd6f7e36db9c3""Huh! Don't think clothes are what Gwyn wishes to warm her up," Emmett's voice sounded from behind me, and so there, I turned around, frowning at the huge man. I hissed at him to shut up, before he gave an absolutely angelic grin to me. I rolled my eyes, only to notice Bella had opened another present. Thanks to em style="box-sizing: border-box;"Mr. Big and Funny, /emI had no idea whose present it was. em style="box-sizing: border-box;"Great... just, great!/embr style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /Because of Emmett's having distracted me, I had nearly even lost the most interesting moment of the party. Bella's finger stuck behind the layer of the paper her present had been covered with, as its edge pierced through the skin of her finger. The girl hissed in pain, once drops of blood started to appear. I expected Esme Cullen to bring a patch to Bella, as quickly as she brought her sweater to me, yet, when I looked at her, she stood in her place, dumbfounded. Actually, everyone in the room seemed to be dumbfounded, for a few whiles. em style="box-sizing: border-box;"I, naturally, wondered why.../embr style="box-sizing: border-box;" /This foolish question of mine was answered soon though, by no one else, than Jasper Hale. He crouched as a predator before a leap, jumping forwards, to attack Bella. That was the last thing I was able to see. All the actions that followed were just a fuzzy bunch of movements, at least for my eyes. Another thing I noticed - Edward threw Bella onto a wall. The painting, that was hanging over a dark, wooden table, shattered under the weight of Bella's body. Now, blood was everywhere. And Cullens still didn't seem to be able to help her./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="50687ba4bf4f285366330b1d00fdfbc0"Emmett with Edward managed to get Jasper (who seemed frightfully furious) out of the room, and I realized I had been staring at them, my jaw dropped. I'm not sure where exactly did enough will to make my legs go forward come from, but I managed to move across the room, towards Bella. Carlisle Cullen had already started observing her wounds, as I took her hand in my, trembling ones. Bella came up with a small, weak smile. It was clear that she was nearly as scared as I was./p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="750c79f497a4e55cb13d0a40f642baff"I gasped. So, that was what Cullens were? Vem style="box-sizing: border-box;"ampires/em? Like em style="box-sizing: border-box;"Dracula/em? Well, it would certainly explain Jasper's behavior. em style="box-sizing: border-box;"Vampires, vampires, vampires/em. It didn't even sound that bad, when I kept repeating it. I squeezed Bella's hand even more, as Ms. Swan realized I had no idea about what they were./p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="6c0e2c07d0e69beda71c7ab4ff4cde13"Bella with Esme left soon, as well as Dr. Cullen, and so there, I thought they had forgotten about me. Walking through the hall, then leaving the warmness of the house, cold, northern wind crashed into me, as I came to the driveway. Approximately in that point, I realized I came here with Edward and Bella, therefore, I left my beautiful Golf in the garage, at home. Cursing, my brain started inventing possible opportunities, such as catching a taxi (don't laugh at me, I was desperate), going home on my feet, or calling Hayden (again).br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /Edward's silver Volvo, rolled out of the garage just in time for me to press the huge, red button on my phone and save Hayden an evening drive. Once the car stopped only a few inches in front of me, I spotted the driver. It wasn't Edward, neither it was Alice. To my huge shock, Jasper Hale - em style="box-sizing: border-box;"the furious and mighty man/em - decided to give me a lift home./p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="4f6681a6a481ac5c37e3c7963da6356e"em style="box-sizing: border-box;"What kind of being was able to move as fast as him? Were all the members of his family like him? Was it in their eyes - the golden pools of melted gold? Were they dangerous, would any of them hurt me? Bella didn't have the same eyes though. Was she involved in this, did she know about them?/em/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="9021f2026f41b15f3b659af919534fe0"Or others. em style="box-sizing: border-box;"Did Jasper refer to Alice, mentioning his wife? How long were they married, if they were married? Was it even legal for adoptive siblings, to get married?br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /emThat was only a fraction of the questions that had been piling in my head, when Alice came and saved me from Jasper's steely grip. She told him to calm down, that she em style="box-sizing: border-box;"knew /emhow he felt. That answered one of my questions - in this field, Alice was same as Jasper. Alice then repeated Edward's words, about that this evening belonged to Bella. When Jasper calmed down enough to let go of me, he disappeared in a blink of an eye. I remained standing in the same place, in the hall, my jaw dropped, eyes still anchored on where Jasper disappeared only a few moments ago. Alice was staring in the same direction, however, when I breathed in to ask her, she interrupted me, lifting her right hand up, shaking her head./p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="c5ad98d7675cacaab42ce20d5d4eca2d"She was right. Bella had been holding a present from Carlisle and Esme, the moment we entered the room. Alice smiled with a huge smile, pulling out a small camera, taking photo of Bella, with the particular present. In fact, hundreds of photos were taken by Ms. Cullen that evening; no matter how acid the glares Rosalie kept gracing her with were, she was absolutely determined to make Bella's party style="box-sizing: border-box;" /Edward then wrapped an arm around Bella's waist, pulling her to him and pressing a kiss on the top of her head. I had never considered myself to be sentimental, or pathetic for that matter, but today appeared to be hell of a day for my standards. I wrapped my arms around myself, for that both a hint of cold made me tremble, and a thought of how would Hale's em style="box-sizing: border-box;"freakin' /emarm, wrapped around me like that, feel./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="987b11c8f814c0a93d8c48b47436f049"I doubted Edward Cullen was a freaking mind-reader, nevertheless, he smirked at me, the moment the dangerous thought passed through my mind. He then leaned to Esme, whispering something I wasn't able to catch in her ear. Mrs. Cullen looked at me compassionately, taking off her flowery sweater. Before I managed to notice, Esme was barely a few inches in front of me, handing her sweater to me ./p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="8d94eee3f4fa9abb952bd6f7e36db9c3""Huh! Don't think clothes are what Gwyn wishes to warm her up," Emmett's voice sounded from behind me, and so there, I turned around, frowning at the huge man. I hissed at him to shut up, before he gave an absolutely angelic grin to me. I rolled my eyes, only to notice Bella had opened another present. Thanks to em style="box-sizing: border-box;"Mr. Big and Funny, /emI had no idea whose present it was. em style="box-sizing: border-box;"Great... just, great!/embr style="box-sizing: border-box;" /br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /Because of Emmett's having distracted me, I had nearly even lost the most interesting moment of the party. Bella's finger stuck behind the layer of the paper her present had been covered with, as its edge pierced through the skin of her finger. The girl hissed in pain, once drops of blood started to appear. I expected Esme Cullen to bring a patch to Bella, as quickly as she brought her sweater to me, yet, when I looked at her, she stood in her place, dumbfounded. Actually, everyone in the room seemed to be dumbfounded, for a few whiles. em style="box-sizing: border-box;"I, naturally, wondered why.../embr style="box-sizing: border-box;" /This foolish question of mine was answered soon though, by no one else, than Jasper Hale. He crouched as a predator before a leap, jumping forwards, to attack Bella. That was the last thing I was able to see. All the actions that followed were just a fuzzy bunch of movements, at least for my eyes. Another thing I noticed - Edward threw Bella onto a wall. The painting, that was hanging over a dark, wooden table, shattered under the weight of Bella's body. Now, blood was everywhere. And Cullens still didn't seem to be able to help her./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="50687ba4bf4f285366330b1d00fdfbc0"Emmett with Edward managed to get Jasper (who seemed frightfully furious) out of the room, and I realized I had been staring at them, my jaw dropped. I'm not sure where exactly did enough will to make my legs go forward come from, but I managed to move across the room, towards Bella. Carlisle Cullen had already started observing her wounds, as I took her hand in my, trembling ones. Bella came up with a small, weak smile. It was clear that she was nearly as scared as I was./p
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