Bella gets her revenge here! WHoohoo! If you've read my story Sick, you probably know what's going to happen... if you haven't, I suggest you read the chapter and then go read that! It's a short twoshot, not very long :)

Lotsa Cullen interactions here and, unfortunately, a story arc that starts to bring it to a close. There are a ton more chapters, so don't worry about that - but things are going to start to be resolved soon!! Flashback chapter very soon, so you won't be at total loss of where the heck they are and what's going on in this snippet of time! I suggest you read it, even though some things will be repeated. It's a very fun filled chapter, lots of things that actually didn't make it into the other chapters.

Amber... um... I'm probably a really bad author... cuz I forgot anyone was betaing ANY of my stories, including this one. And to be honest, I have the patience of a... of something with little patience. So, I'm gonna keep posting it myself without it being betaed. I'm sorry! Let's all give a round of applause to Amer who got me this far into the fic! Whoo! Yeah!

Oh, yeah, and I'm proud of myself - I did research for parts of this chapter and for parts of the flashback (and there are other bits of research that didn't make it in). I hate research. I'm good at it, but it's soo annoying.

Anyhow, enjoy!

AN: I do not own... sadly... wahhh!!

"Bella!" Charlie yelled as he entered the house. "Jasper!" he added uneasily. "How was school?"

"It was good, thank you," I commented quietly, passing Bella a jar of alfredo sauce. I had nothing to do, so I was helping her cook. She had a lot of questions, especially since she planned on spending the night with the Cullens. I had just been telling her about what would happen if a vampire ate food.

Needless to say, she was a bit disgusted by the fact that we would need to cough it up.

"So, what's for dinner?" he asked cautiously, sliding into a chair at the kitchen table. Bella grinned.

"Fettuccini alfredo. What, Dad, you don't trust me?" Charlie's face was even more scared than before. My stomach rolled as his did, my fear of the food pronounced by Charlie's. He had obviously had a bad experience.

"You know, Bella, I think I'll have to pass. We had some pizza at the station, I forgot to call, I'm sorry, really. Say, did you learn that recipe from your mom?" He was inching out of his chair now and Bella sent him an exasperated glare.

"No, Dad, this isn't like the time where Mom burnt the sauce and undercooked the noodles. It's fine, try it, really!" She stirred the pot, sending the aroma swimming through the air. My stomach did another flop. Human food always did that to me.

Charlie's face was astonished as he plopped back down. Bella laughed and set the table, setting three plates and glasses on the colorful placemats. She filled the plates (one oddly heaping) with the pasta and sat down opposite her dad. They watched me expectantly. Then it hit me.

I was supposed to sit down and eat. I was supposed to sit down and eat the heaping plate. Of human food! Shooting the girl a sneer while Charlie was turned the other way, I picked up the fork awkwardly. I hadn't eaten in over a hundred years. I really hoped I remembered how. I pushed a forkful into my mouth and struggled to keep down a grimace. It tasted terrible, it was gritty and unpleasant in my mouth, I wanted to gag. I couldn't pretend her cooking was bad though. Charlie was obviously enjoying it immensely.

I swallowed thickly, taking my time to refill my fork.

"That was a big bite there, kid," the officer mentioned. "Take a sip of water." Wincing inwardly, I gulped the tasteless glass in less than a minute flat. Oh yeah, this girl was dead.

"Dad," Bella glanced at the clock. "I was invited to spend the night at someone house tonight. Jasper was going to drive me. You don't mind, right?"

"Whose house? Anyone I know?"

"Um, the Cullens. Alice, her name was."

"Dr. Cullen's family? Hm, I never heard of them really interacting. Ah well, I won't deny that they are the best behaved children this town has ever seen. Very respectful, not an ounce of trouble from them. Alright, no problem." The matter was settled then. I would get my blood, and Bella would get a break from me.

I was so immersed in my thoughts that I barely noticed when I had a single forkload left on my plate. When I did, however, the gritty, disgusting taste filled my mouth and I had to stop my self from spitting it out. Bella noticed and she flashed a quick grin. The evil little brat! She had a purpose for those questions! She had a plan! Ugh!

"Go ahead, Bella," Charlie insisted only minutes later. "I'll clean up. You have fun!"

"You don't mind if I stay over, too, do you?" I asked him as we walked towards the front door. "I might hang out with Alice's brothers." He shook his head and I smiled. I would so get her back for this.

My stomach was churning by the time we pulled up to the Cullen driveway. I had simply driven us down the street, where Bella and I switched seats. I couldn't drive, not yet. I still needed to learn. Therefore, it took forever at her human speed. I could have walked quicker.

It wasn't the fact that I was getting sick. That was impossible. It was simply the fact that I could feel every nerve in my body and the thought and touch of the food, sitting numbly in my stomach, made me want to puke. The taste didn't help. As soon as the car was parked, I slammed open the door and dashed out.

Emmett was at the door to greet Bella, but I pushed my way past him.

"Second floor, third to the left!" Alice's voice rang and she danced down the stairs.. I nodded thankfully and was soon kneeling on the ground beside a toilet.

"Edward, if you aren't strong enough, it's okay, you don't need to do this to yourself, really. It's unnecessary." I stopped puking for a moment to listen.

"I am not weak! Besides, that vampire that's staying with her-"

"Perhaps he's an old friend!"

"No, he's not! We told you he kills humans! He wants to kill her!"

"I could very much say the same for you. Edward, remember, vampires living like we do isn't very common. We need to accept that it happens."

"But it's her!" Edward was moaning, though in pain or aggravation I couldn't tell.

"Edward…" The voice was full of warning, of apprehension.

"He's the one that left her!" Everything went silent and I took the opportunity to puke.

"You mean… that he's that Jasper? The one from her visions when she woke up?"

"That one. Seriously, how many tall, blonde, human killing vampires that go by the name Jasper are there?"

"How did you know what he looked like?" The voice was full of a hidden meaning.

"No! Not like that, Carlisle! You know that, really! Must you try and get me together with every single vampire there is?"

"Why would she tell you, then? I don't believe the rest of us have ever heard this."

"I read minds, Carlisle. I have no choice! Believe me, it's bad enough for you to all know the general knowledge of what he did. It's terrible to see it… it's like being there. She clings onto every memory, it hurts her. She's in pain just by thinking about him!"

"True, I suppose. Now, you're hiding something. Do tell."

"He's in the bathroom, puking up the dinner that Bella forced him to eat to put on the show that he was human for her father. He's listening to every word we're saying." Suddenly, the words were coming from behind me. I quickly stood and I would surely be blushing if I were human. Edward glowered, a blonde male behind him, standing serenely, watching the boy with careful eyes.

I smiled wryly, but tensed my body, waiting for a fight.

"I'm not going to fight you. Do I look insane?"

"You hear voices in your head, isn't that enough?" He fell silent. "That's what I thought. But you already knew that, didn't you?" I sent out a whole lot of helplessness and vulnerability out at the vampire. He was incapable of moving by now. There were some times when I really loved my power.

"Stop doing that!" he hissed at me, throwing nervous glances towards the stairs, towards Bella. "Stop it, stop it now!"

"I don't know… why should I?" I was enjoying this, it was very interesting to watch. I barely needed the helplessness now. It was coming on its own, as he was stripped of strength, of control. I heard Alice gasp from downstairs as venom pooled in Edward's mouth. The man grabbed at his arm, but it was no use, he slipped away.

"Hey, Bella, can I see your car? Let's go!" she ushered the human outside as quickly as possible. As soon as the front door was shutting, the vampire launched himself at the stairs, ravenous with hunger, a bloodthirsty monster. I smirked.

"Not so strong now, are you?" He fell to the ground, ashamed. I could hardly feel remorse for my actions, though the blonde male stared at me in horror. A woman had joined him now, with caramel colored hair. She watched me with pity. Pity for what, I wondered? Pity that I'm such a cruel sadistic creature? I held down a laugh. If only she knew what I had done in the past. I had done much, much worse.

Besides, if this boy was in love with Alice, my Alice, he deserved every bit of it. On the other hand, if Alice was in love with him as well, it would make her happy. On the other hand, I was supposed to be with her! She had loved me before we even met! On the other hand, he had mocked me, and nobody got away with that. On the other hand… well, he could hear every word I was thinking, so I never got to think out what was on the other hand.

"Alice is nothing but a good friend and an annoying sister to me, so you don't need to worry about that!" he snarled, however weakly it was. I let go of all my holds over his emotions. Bad idea. I was pinned to the wall in a second, unable to bring air into my lungs. I was defenseless without being able to breathe – if I couldn't breathe, I couldn't smell, and if I couldn't smell, I lost my alert system. He must have figured it out!

"Edward, put him down!" The woman finally intervened. Edward reluctantly uncurled his fingers from his grip. I gasped for breath, letting the scents wash me over. "My name is Esme, dear. From Edward's grip and his words about Alice – not all of which being very nice – you must be Jasper. This is Carlisle, my mate." Her words, 'my mate' stung me, but I pushed it aside.

The room was oddly silent and Carlisle shifted from one foot to another.

"I'll be right back with the blood samples," he excused himself and ran up the stairs. Esme glared openly at Edward who cringed.

"I heard about what happened at lunch today, when you were leaving school," she began, her tone dark. She was angry that he skipped? How pointless! "That wasn't a very nice thing to say. And the poor girl, sitting there thinking you hated her for no reason!"

"I have a reason!" Edward insisted, sounding childish and immature. "She smells good! Better than most humans smell! And Esme, it hurts! Plus, how do we know she thinks I hate her? I can't hear her thoughts, can I?" Esme's expression softened and she reached forward to hug Edward. They seem to have forgotten me.

"It's okay, Mom, I lost my temper." Edward ducked out of the hug, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I'm going outside." With a final glance at me, he stalked out the door.

Esme reached out her hand and I took it willingly. I could feel that she was weaker than me, though only fractionally. I knew that it had something to do with the animal blood and was reassured that I would be stronger in a fight. However… it would be six to one, not good odds at all.

"I'm sorry," she apologized sincerely. "The kids have a harder time accepting those not in the family, especially those who drink human blood. They pretend that they forgot how wonderful it tastes and how hard it is to stop. The boys aren't usually this harsh, to anyone. They are very protective of Alice, though, especially Edward. You probably understand by now that he saw the whole exchange in her head. None of us really know the whole story except him and he's affected greatly by it." I nodded slowly, not sure if she would be worth having on my side or not.

The conversation from outside drifted through the window and I eavesdropped eagerly, if only to hear Alice's voice.

"So, how fast does this thing run?" Rosalie commented interestedly. "I'm surprised you even drive it, it's an antique!"

"I- I don't know," Bella murmured, caressing her truck carefully. "I haven't tried to go very fast. Jasper was trying to get me to earlier, but I told him that once he learned how to drive, he could go as fast as he wanted. For now we stick to speed limits."

"Bella, can I give you some advice?" Alice asked playfully and didn't wait for an answer. "Don't try and push fifty. Please, for the sake of an antique!"

"Fifty? You drive under fifty?" Edward was incredulous. "That's snail speed!"

"Hey, this car is probably older than you! Respect your elders!" Bella laughed and a musical sound drifted through the air. Laughter. I hadn't heard proper laughter in years, at least not with it being so carefree, without trouble surrounding it in every corner. It was a mixture of several laughs, but one stuck out the most. Alice.

The laughter died down after a moment and was replaced by morbid silence.

"The only person within a five mile radius that this car is older than is Bella," Rosalie sneered bitterly before stomping away. I peered out the window to see the human girl's face full of hurt.

"What did I do?"

"You're living, that's what you did. Being condemned to vampircy really isn't all that great." Emmett's voice was weary, as if he had rattled this off a million times. "It has its perks, but you get sick of it after a while."

"Jasper seems to like it," Bella whispered and a huff of air came from Alice.

"Jasper likes being a vampire? Doubt it. Especially since he kills people and all. How many humans can you dispose of and still like it? The thrill of hunting is exciting at first, I suppose. It's still kind of nice with animals, they're fun to chase. Emmett has a nasty habit of playing with the bears for a little bit. Not in a mean way, just trying not to get hit by their paws. It's a fun game to watch."

"Bears are fun. I like bears." Emmett's tone was annoyed, as if Alice had accused him of something terrible. "Plus, they taste pretty good, too! Much better than lions, I've gotta say."

"You're so nice," Edward said in a scathing tone. "Speaking of lions, I heard there was a surplus up in Goat Rocks. Want to go? I think it's time to hunt. My throat is burning."

"Why'd you even bother asking?" Edward laughed, but the clunking of something falling to the ground from the garage caught his attention. "Rosalie! My car! Emmett, come with me before she destroys the Volvo!" Edward dashed off, leaving Bella blinking like crazy, trying to figure out where he had gone.

"Why should I?" Emmett didn't sound like he was in the mood to stand up to his wife at all. Another clunking sound hit my ears, this one louder.

"Shoot… the engine broke," Rosalie muttered. "I'll need to find a replacement."

"That was your Jeep, Emmett!"

"Dammit! ROSE!!"

From the vibes I was feeling, nobody would be very happy tonight.

"Dear…" Esme was cautious, almost as if she was trying not to frighten me. "Would you like to stay the night? I understand it must be difficult being around humans and it may be easier for you and safer for Bella's father if you're not alone in the house with him." I nodded sharply once more. And a smile broke out into her features.

Alice, who was babbling to Bella about something to do with shopping at the mall, stopped short.

Edward came running out of the garage.

Rosalie and Emmett followed cluelessly.

And Carlisle came running down the stairs with bags of blood.

"Um… shall we go into the kitchen?" he offered. I nodded and followed as he led the way, slapping the bags on the table. "Go ahead. Drink. You must be thirsty. And Edward," he continued, not raising his voice at all, "Go hunt. You need to." The door slammed deafeningly and I winced. Edward was still mad. Nevertheless, I dug in to the blood.

Carlisle watched me with careful, yet kind eyes.

"So," he began, playfulness on the edges of his tone. He grinned. "What intentions do you have with my daughter?" I gave him a look and he rolled his eyes. "Just playing the good father role!"

"My intentions… are unclear as of now." I fiddled absently with a loose thread on my shirt. It was time to really put my plan into play, though. "But Bella is a really nice girl. I like her a lot."

Just then, Alice led Bella inside.

"We have Jello, pudding, stuff for sandwiches, cookies, pizza, ice cream – several flavors, I may add – applesauce, pasta, chicken breast, and um… well, you'll just have to see. Oh, let's just have ice cream, we have toppings and everything! Then we can do our nails and if Rosalie is calm enough to put our cars back together and Edward will let us borrow the Volvo – it's no problem if he won't, we can just take the Mercedes – and go to Port Angeles to see a movie!"

"O-oh, I just-" Bella tried to protest, but was cut off.

"Would you prefer Seattle?" The human sighed. Poor girl… Alice really was overwhelming at times. I could remember the endless trips to stores that she had dragged me to.

--Flashback

She led me onto a bus, where she paid the fare for both of us. She was dressed in a clean, crisp white blouse and a black skirt that reached the middle of her calves. In her desperate attempt to seem taller, she had donned high heels. They didn't work very well.

However, I felt quite dirty and disheveled compared to her. A pair of trousers and a dirty white shirt that had been worn beyond its limits. I could sort of see why she wanted me to go shopping.

"Come on, let's go here!" Alice led me into a small shop on the corner. There were racks of suits and trousers and shirts. She shoved several items into my arms as I stood dumbly, watching her dash around. "Go try them on!" I found myself being pushed into a dressing room. Before I could even slip my leg into a pair of pants, I heard her shriek.

"Oh, it's perfect! Next one!" I realized that she could see how it would fit as soon as I decided. I picked up the items, one by one, deciding to try them on. Each time, she would give her critique.

"Nope, too short… This is good… put that one away, ugh, no, not that color!" And so it went on. Alice handed over the money for our purchases (because Alice couldn't leave the store without some shopping of her own) and held the bags, since I was "blind."

--Flashback

"Let her breathe, Alice," I joked, trying to seem nonchalant. Her eyes widened and she averted her gaze. "I don't think Bella wants to go out tonight. Do you, Bella?"

Darn it. She was frightened again. This wasn't helping my plan! How come she was totally at ease when I didn't need her to be and scared stiff when she had to be at ease? I didn't bother throwing calm at her. They would all know.

"Come here," I ordered, my arm out in what was supposed to be a friendly gesture. She walked stiffly up to me as I wrapped my arm around her shoulders. "Alice, is Bella really the shopping kind of girl? You have better luck scaring me out of Forks. Which, by the way, isn't likely."

The room was tense. I could feel it. I pressed my lips together into a tight line and stood, opening the seat for Bella. She went to pull the seat out, but I tugged it out gently for her. Surprise wrinkled her brow, but I just smiled wryly back.

"Well, go on. Sit down." She did. "So, Carlisle, you were going to tell me about your hunting habits?"

"Erm, yes, I was. The big game satisfies us far more than easy prey, but they're enough to sustain us. Take Emmett for instance. He finds the most satisfaction from bears, which are his favorite. My favorite is deer. Edward likes mountain lions. Esme and Alice have more of an exotic taste – they prefer zebras. And Rosalie just takes whatever she can get. She's not so picky. " I nodded, only stopping to make a face when he said deer. Yuck.

"I see. Interesting. I've tried deer before," I gave a pointed look at Alice, proud that I was able to allow myself this discomfort and handle it so neatly. "It wasn't all that pleasant, though."

"Acquired taste, I understand. Of course, I've been drinking animal blood since I was first changed. Edward's was the first bit of human blood I ever tasted."

"And did it taste wonderful?" I asked, prodding to see if he saw my point of view. He was at loss for words.

"Well… yes, it did, but it was undesirable in my personal beliefs and goals. I wasn't planning on changing him. But I was sure that if Elizabeth Masen saw her son join her so soon after her death, she would come back and haunt me!" He laughed, the mood lifted by it. I scowled.

"There's no such thing as ghosts."

"There no such thing as vampires." Alice's tone was joking. I struggled to maintain myself.

"True. But have you ever encountered a ghost?"

"No." Suddenly, her tone changed from kind and careful, to angry and vicious. "But when you keep acting like this I wish you were one!" She stormed off, Bella barely tagging along. She stopped at the door, as if asking my permission. I dismissed her with the wave of my hand.

"Is she okay?" I asked warily. Carlisle watched the retreating figures.

"Yes, she's fine. Well, okay, perhaps not. I'm not really sure. Only Edward knows for certain. They're both real close." I stiffened and he caught it from the corner of his eye. "No, not like that. Like friends. They truly consider each other best friends. They are a bit different in this family. Neither have mates - Edward has never even found someone he was interested in – they both have powers that link each other, and so on. Together, they're unstoppable. Alice can see the future, but not the thoughts behind the decisions. Edward can see the thoughts behind the decisions, but not the future. Sometimes they act if they're one. They both mourn for a loss, as well."

"Don't we all?"

"Yes, we do. But Edward mourns for his soul, which he believes is gone, something that if one day is proved true, I will feel extremely guilty for. And Alice mourns for… you."

I didn't respond. The sun set, casting a shadow over the unused kitchen. Emmett raced in and out, grabbing an armful of human snacks to bring to the girls. Alice wasn't ready to come down yet. My throat burned as I tried to figure out what I could do to stop Alice's pain. She obviously wouldn't confront me again. I'd be surprised if she even glanced my way!

When the solution hit me, I gulped. It would ruin my plan with Bella. But as I tried to reason the two plans to work together, I saw that what I told Carlisle was true. Bella was truly nice. I hadn't seen someone so pure or innocent in so long. And I did like her. She was an interesting companion.

I closed my eyes and thought for another moment, just trying to make up my mind. Alice took a sharp breath, something that Bella wouldn't hear, nor notice.

I would have to sacrifice life as I knew it. Somehow, I knew it would be worth it.