Letters to You

Disclaimer: I, Allison, wish I owned the wonderful series of Twilight, but that will never be. For it is owned, and will forever be owned by the wonderful Stephenie Meyers, who I wish to meet one day.

Warnings: Most from the First Chapter

Authoress Notes: I want to thank the ten reviewers and all the alerts and favs. It means a lot to me! I hope this chapter attracts as many people as my first chapter.

Chapter Two

Oh My

-- Her POV --

I stared into wide topaz eyes, my mouth agape in complete shock. Hell no! They couldn't possibly be here..right? It wasn't fair!

"Isabella Swan? I-is that r-really you?" The six foot three inched vampire asked me, trying to stop himself from stuttering. I shook my head frantically, giving myself a headache in the process. I looked down, my usually pale cheeks red from embarrassment. I heard a soft chuckle come from the taller boy, and I looked up in aw.

"Still as clumsy as ever I see." Jasper smiled at me, while I wasn't kind enough to return the gesture. He probably learned a lot of control, because he had yet to let go of my waist."Bella, I know you're shocked and all, but you could at least say something, please?" He looked down at me, his once beautiful smile now contorted in a frown.

I bit my lower lip, trying to remember why I was in the hall to begin with. Suddenly, I started gripping at his arms, trying to free myself from his iron-cage hold. Sadly, his grip only tightened, as I looked at him with pleading eyes to set me free. I took a quick glance over his lean shoulder.

"What's wrong with you, Bella??" I couldn't hear him, as I stared into another pair of wide topaz eyes.

Oh shit.

"Jasper?" The model-like blond asked curiously, her light colored eyebrows quirked in question. The honey-blond male turned to stare at his "Sister", a small smile appearing on his lips. It was kind of annoying, how he still had one arm around my waist, to stop me from escaping, and standing.

"Look what I found, Rosalie." I blushed pink as her mouth formed an "O" as she stared at my nervous face. Out of habit, I hid my face in Jasper's black hooded jacket, like I would with Justin, or my other friend Alex.

"Is that..?" I nodded to answer her unspoken question, even If I still hid my face in shame. I didn't want to open my eyes at all.

"Yeah, it is. Sadly, she won't say anything." He muttered darkly, making me visibly recoil into myself. He apologized quietly in my ear.

"You know..He probably knows she's here, and she won't be very happy." He? She? I could obviously guess who he was, but you the hell was she?

"Stop thinking about it then, you moron." Rosalie muttered as she walked gracefully up to Jasper and I.

"Oh, shut it, Rose." The opposing blond stated, his gold eyes narrowed.

"Hey, what's goi-- Bella?!" I was suddenly wrenched from Jasper's tight grasp, making me gasp silently in pain. I had been abducted by a five foot eight inch, over-hyper, bi-polar vampire who somehow reminded me of Alice. Her eyes were vampire burgundy, like most human-drinking vampires. She's repulsed by animal blood, so she drinks from humans, but leaves them alive, but has a lot of victims. Her long, raven black hair was in my face. When I say long, I mean fucking long! It's like, ankle length. It had to be put up in a high ponytail, so it wouldn't brush against the floor.

When I opened my eyes, I noted that Skylar was glaring hatefully at my two friends. She asked, "Did they hurt you at all, Bells?" And I simply answered with a shake of my head.

I mouthed, "It's okay, they're old friends."

She let go of me, and I took in sweet, sweet oxygen. I held my hand to my chest, trying to restart my forever beating heart.

It was a few minutes, till Jasper, ever the gentlemen, broke the awkward silence. "So, she's a friend, Bella?" I nodded, keeping my dead eyes on the white tiled floor. Skylar kept her gaze on Jasper, as If she was pondering something. Did she know Jasper? It was always a possibility..

"Come on, Bella. Let's go back to the cafeteria.. Justin and Rebecca are worried." Skylar stated. She wanted to get me away, but I knew that was impossible now. I started walking past all three of them, lifting my head as soon as I wasn't next to them. I still had to find my sketchbook..

"Bella, wait." At Rosalie's voice, I did stop in mid step, but I didn't turn to her. I didn't even hear her as she walked towards me, and I jumped slightly as her hand rested on my shoulder. I could still feel the coldness through the fabric of my shirt. "Bella, we're so sorry.. If Ed--" I knew she was still talking, but I didn't hear her. No one spoke his name around me, because it hurt me so bad to think of him. I gripped my shoulders, as I started to shake. I could barely hear Jasper, Rosalie and Skylar calling my name, but I heard no more as I blacked out from the rampage of my sweet, mocking memories.

-- His POV --

We were forced to move from our quiet little home in Virginia. Personally, I had enjoyed it there, the quiet, the cloudy days. I had felt at peace there, but it was all a lie.

I could never be at peace, because I was so stupid to leave her. A few days before our wedding, to boot.

I didn't want to let our secret leak out, because we were all pushing our limits more than usual. Carlise, who usually only pushes it to thirty-five, went over the limit to forty. I couldn't ruin our family, so we moved to a nice little town on the outskirts of New York City, who were currently in a naming argument. We didn't really care. We would stay in this nameless town for a few years, and move on.

I sighed, as I waited in the Nurse's office for my adoptive father to finish talking to the Nurse, who had somehow come down with a fatal illness, and could no longer work. He was trying to convince her to let Esme work as the school nurse. That'd be nice, we could skip class and not have anyone question it, for our mother would be the nurse.

"Edward, can you please go get a bucket out of the storage closet down the hall? Miss Clay just retched again." My father, the amazing doctor asked me in his kindest voice, as I heard in the background Miss Clay letting go in the bathroom. I just nodded, as I stood and left the office, heading down the hallways I would soon see more than five days a week.

Did I mention, that to go to this school, who had to live in a dorm?

That was just great, but the school was so large, that there were many open dorms. Me, Jasper and Emmett were glad, we would be getting a room connected to Alice, Rosalie, and Emily's room.

Emily. I thought. I gave an irritated sigh, as I pinched the bridge of my nose. Our new addition, and my human girlfriend.

Yes, I had had one girl whom I would marry at twenty-one, If I ever returned from being drafted, and If I had never become a vampire. How Emily came to be one of us, I don't know. We found her wondering around in Maine, as we were hunting. We had taken her in, and she immediately clung to me. We married, and I reluctantly gave my virginity to her.

That lucky bitch.

I only did it, because I knew my Isabella was no more. I had broken her when I left, and my family discluded me for two decades.

Now, I regret it completely, but I don't voice it.

Now, I'm going to a closet to retrieve a bucket for the ill Nurse. I thought I wouldn't run into anyone.

They almost ran into me.

I gripped the closet door with little strength to keep me from falling. I never knew Jasper could be so.. unbalanced. He looked into my matching eyes, and I simply read his mind to get an update..or lack there of.

Get the fuck out of my head, Edward. See what I mean? He blocked his thoughts well, which he learned from Alice and many years of practice. Then, I noticed a girl who had a resemblance to Alice run down the hall, at human speed I see. She was holding a body in her arms bridal style, and was making her way to the nurse's office.

No one told me other vampires went here. I tried reading the running girl's thoughts. No.. she collapsed again! Ahh! Okay.. not much help.

"Jasper!" Wait.. Rosalie too?! What the hell was going on? I turned to my blond sister as she slowed to a stop next to us. She too, I could tell was blocking her thoughts.

"Come on, that Skylar girl is heading for the nurse's office."

"Carlise is still here, discussing Esme's future job." I added in, and both of them glared at me. I didn't flinch, for I was use to them giving me heated glares.

"Whatever, Edward. Let's go Jazz." Rosalie said as she and Jasper took off, leaving me alone in the hall. I sighed, using my free hand to brush my bangs from my forehead. I followed them, only walking though. I searched Carlise's thoughts, hoping for an answer.

Oh my.. Is that really her? How is this possible? It's completely illogical.. I tuned him out, as I turned the knob of the nurse's office, and walked inside. I stopped breathing altogether, as my eyes widened to see a very familiar body lieing on the nice leather couch, raspy breaths leaving full, pale lips.

I took a few few, unsure steps forward. That couldn't be..her, right? Her bangs hid her closed eyes, so I couldn't see most of her face. But.. her blood was singing to me, like the angel's above singing just for her. It was her, and she was unconscience.

"Bella.." I spoke, but before I could reach out to touch her, a snarling crimson-eyed girl was protecting my angel's body with her arms out as a barrier.

"You won't touch her, you bastard!" She screamed at me, a little loud for human level. More than likely most of the school heard her.

"Miss, please refrain from speaking to my son in such a manner." My father walked in, as calm as he always is. She didn't even spare him a glance, which was an absolute insult. She snarled at me as I tried to go around her. Not a good idea.

"Step back, or I'll be forced to shed blood." This girl, whom was Skylar after reading Jasper's mind, threatened me. Like she could beat me. I was the fastest of my family, and even though they hated for what I did to Bella, they would still protect me.

"You wouldn't dare." I turned, and stared into the black eyes of my..wife;

Emily.

End Chapter Two