Ok, so i finally got this chapter up. Sorry it took so long. BTW this chapter doesn't have a name cuz i couldnt' think of one.

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Chapter 5

So far, my first week of being a vampire has been hard. Every time an animal got close to the house, my throat burned, just like the first time. The urge to kill the animal; to taste it's warm, sweet blood; made me feel sick to my stomach, because I couldn't control myself. Edward kept reminding me it would get better, with time. He took me hunting every few days, but even after, the scent of the blood took me off guard.

I couldn't get used to any of it. The balance and coordination, along with the amazing eyesight, hearing, and sense of smell. My marble skin, and my red eyes. And the strength. I had already broken one of the matching chairs to the dining room table, chipped the sink in Alice's bathroom, (when she tried to dress me up), and ripped part of the couch. On accident.

Most of the last week, I had been haunted by the thought of the Voulturi. I couldn't concentrate for very long, especially after I overheard Alice saying they were getting closer. Edward kept reminding me I had nothing to worry about, because I was a vampire now. He also could tell I didn't buy it, and so he distracted me. So did Carlisle.

Ever since the day we learned about my little 'talent', Carlisle had been trying to help me control it. It was a fun thing to play around with, when I was in the mood. Emmett had been mad for the first day or so (since I figured out I had it), that I had gotten a "talent", and he hadn't. Since i still haven't gotten used to using it, I randomly did it a lot, and it drove Edward and Jasper crazy.

"Bella?" Edward said softly. My eyes opened, to see Edward put his cool hand on my wrist. "Bella, let go." I unclenched my hand, and saw the indentation of my fingers, left on the side of the table I was sitting at. Just a moment ago I had been thinking about the Voulturi.

"Oh!" I exclaimed, pulling my hand away from the wood. I looked up at Edward. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay. It was an accident." he smiled my favorite crooked smile. I smiled back as best as i could, then looked down. Edward put one finger under my chin, and pushed it up so i was looking at him. "Bella, everything is going to be fine. Stop worrying. Please." I raised one eyebrow.

"I have a lot of practice reading your face." he explained. "I can tell your worried. It's going to work out. Trust me."

I took a deep breath. "Okay." I mumbled. "Can we go outside? I need to do something."

Edward smiled again. "Let's go."

Outside, the wind was blowing softly, ruffling the leaves of the huge tree that shaded the backyard. Edward and I sat in the cool grass, letting the wind gently blow my hair around my face. I put my head against Edward's chest, and closed my eyes. I let my mind wander, and I thought back to Forks. A million images popped into my head, like I was dreaming. The first time I saw Edward, Tyler's van sliding across the black ice towards me, The night at Port Angeles. Edward in his meadow, sitting motionless in the grass, The sun glancing of the millions of tiny facets in his skin. Running to the ballet studio, to James, in Phoenix. Edward in his tuxedo, at prom. My disastrous eighteenth birthday, The bright red blood pulsing out of my arm. The little garage, next to Jacob's house, sitting in the Rabbit. Jacob's face, smiling, with his white teeth in brilliant contrast to his red-brown skin. I stopped there.

"Will you tell me what your thinking?" Edward said softly, after a few minutes. He brushed a strand of hair out of my eyes.

"Jacob." I mumbled, looking down. Edward pulled me closer, and kissed the top of my head.

"I'm sorry." he whispered, his lips against my ear.

"It's okay." I replied after a minute. We sat like that for several minutes, neither of us talking.

Suddenly, the familiar sweet, mouth-watering scent of an animal came from the forest. My throat seared, and the venom flowed in my mouth. I squeezed my eyes shut, and clutched Edward's shirt. I felt him stiffen. He held my wrists, and pulled me up so we were standing. Edward put one arm around my waist and quickly towed me to the house.

Inside, Edward pulled me to the couch and I sat down. I slowly unclenched my hands, and took a deep breath.

"Are you okay?" Edward asked me. I nodded.

"I shouldn't have taken you outside. I'm sorry." He said softly, after a minute.

I grabbed his hand, and pulled him so he was sitting next to me. "Don't be. It's not your fault."

Later that night, I took a shower in Edward's bathroom. After, I wrapped myself in a towel, and walked to my dresser. I gently pulled on the little handle, but the drawer didn't move. I pulled harder, and the whole dresser tipped over. I just stood there, holding the empty drawer by the handle. As I put the drawer down, I noticed the handle had the indentation of my fingertips on it. "Dang!" I muttered. I quickly pushed the dresser back up, leaving all the drawers on the floor, with my clothes scattered everywhere.

I grabbed a t-shirt and sweats, and went to change. I came back to find Edward leaning against the dresser, looking at the mess on the floor.

"It didn't want to come out of the dresser." I explained. He just laughed.

I leaned down and started putting clothes back in the drawers, and Edward got down to help me. After I tossed the clothes in the drawers, he took them back out, folded them, and put them in again. I laughed when I saw he was doing this.

"What?" He asked me with a curious expression on his face. I just laughed again. He shrugged and started working again. I fell over, laughing at his expression.

"What did I do?" he said. I just shook my head, and started helping him again.

"What happened?" Emmett said, suddenly at the door. I looked over at him. "I heard a crash, Bella yell 'Dang', and then Bella laughing." Edward and I laughed. Emmett shrugged, and left.

A few minutes later, I grabbed an old t-shirt and something silver fell out, landing next to my knee. Curious, I set the t-shirt down, and picked it up.

It was the bracelet Jacob gave me for graduation. Seeing the ruined handle of the drawer out of the corner of my eye, I held the bracelet carefully, balancing the little wolf charm on my fingers. I looked up to see Edward looking at me curiously.

"May I?" He said softly, gesturing to the bracelet. I handed it to him. He looked at it briefly and looked back at me. His expression was calm, but I could tell by his eyes, he was wondering why it was at the bottom of my drawer. I looked down.

"It reminds me of Jacob." I murmured. He set the bracelet down, and put his arms around me. This was the second time I had thought about Jacob today. I tried not to think about my best friend. I hated to think about him, because when I did, I thought about how much pain I had caused him. I really missed Jacob, and I didn't know if I would ever see him again.

I shook the thought from my head and straightened up. I started to put the clothes away again, and Edward helped, without a word. When I thought Edward wasn't looking, I gently put the bracelet back, underneath all the clothes. When we were done, I shoved the drawers back in the dresser, and wheeled so I was facing Edward. "Are you mad at me?" I asked him.

He looked confused. "Why would I be?"

"You haven't said anything since I mentioned Jacob." I said, my voice cracking when I said his name.

"Bella, of course I'm not mad at you. I just. ." He stopped. "I feel horrible every time you say his name. I can see the pain in your face, Bella, and I am the reason you haven't seen him in so long. He ran away, because he knew I would turn you into one of us. I am so sorry."

"It's not your fault. I chose this. The same thing would've happened no matter what." I said, looking down. He put his arms around me, and kissed my forehead. I looked up, and kissed him softly.

Outside Edward's room, I heard footsteps. I listened closely, and hear Alice talking quietly with Jasper. I caught a few words, but when she said my name, I listened closer.

"I'm worried about Bella." She said softly. "I keep getting flashes, and the Voulturi are getting closer." I stopped listening, I didn't want to hear. I tried not to think of the Voulturi either, but of course I did. The thought of them haunted me all week.

I needed something to distract me, I thought to myself. "Let's go downstairs." I said to Edward. He looked at me curiously, but put his arm around my waist, and started walking towards the door.

When we got downstairs, the whole family was already there. Carlisle, Esme, Alice, and Rosalie were watching as Emmett and Jasper were wrestling for the remote. I laughed, and Alice and Carlisle turned to look at me.

"Hi Bella!" Alice said, jumping up to give me a hug. "I haven't seen you all day!"

"Hi Alice."

"Come watch!" she said, pulling me and Edward to the couch. I sat down and watched the two of them fight.

"Give it to me!" Emmett growled at Jasper.

"Why are they fighting for the remote?" I asked Edward.

"I don't know." he said, shaking his head sadly. "My family is insane." he muttered. I laughed. He turned to look at me, and smiled my favorite crooked smile.

So, what did you think? I like this chapter but idk. so i want to know what you think! Review!!

In this chapter, i added some Jacob cuz my story didn't have any so it needed him, because i think Bella would think about him a lot. anyway sorry this chapter is kind of confusing, like with the dresser, then it got all serious. and the thing when they were outside, thats just my opinion of how hard it would be for Bella

So i really wanna know if you like it. . . sO pLeASe PlEaSe rEvIeW!!