We pulled up to my house. It was the same house I was born in. The same one Bella lived in when she returned to Forks for that last time as a human. The house where I had found my father dead and my mother out of her mind. She had died a couple months ago. I still mourned her and my dad but I wouldn't show it. "It's nice to see this house still in the family." He said. I looked up at him and he smiled. That was when I noticed how tall and muscular he was. I checked him out for a few more seconds before going to unlock the door.

He was beautiful. Way too good to be true. His face fit his body perfectly. That same hard but warm and caring demeanor he carried was visible on his face. I let him past me and shut the door behind me. He took a moment to look around before turning to me. "What room?" he asked. "Bella's." I said. "Why not move into the bigger one?" he asked. "It was my dad's. Just felt wrong being in there." I said. he nodded and I followed him into the living room. I sat in my dad's chair with my legs folded underneath me.

I watched him in silence for a moment. "So you wanted to talk?" I asked. He nodded and sat on the sofa. "I want to ask you something but I want to hear what happened to you first." He said. "Nothing happened to me. I don't know what you are talking about." I said. "Rebekka, I'm not stupid. What happened?" he said. I shook my head and pressed my mouth into a hard line. "Okay, we can start simple. Why do you hate Bella?" he asked. "She killed my father and drove my mother insane." I said. "How?" he asked. "He died a couple days after you all moved away. They came for him and I wasn't here to save him. It was because of her." I said. My voice caught in my throat and I choked back tears.

He sat quietly, waiting for me to continue. "They left a note for her, lying right next to him. I remember finding it and him but not before my mother. She went crazy that night and had to be hospitalized. The note said that they had spared her life and that of her lover and child countless times and somebody had to pay the price. I knew then that this was her fault. I wanted her to come back so I could kill her. Now I just want her to go away. I hate her. She shouldn't have come back. Not any of you." I said. I let a tear fall before viciously wiping it away.

"You knew we would come back?" he asked and I nodded. "Rebekka, I need to tell you something and I'm afraid that you won't believe me." He said. "What could be worse than having you undead half-sister show back up after she caused the death of your father?" I asked. He shook his head and sighed deeply. "You won't understand." He sighed. "What won't I understand? I'm a seventeen year old girl who found her father dead in her home. What could I possibly not understand?" I asked. "A lot." He said.

I was angry with him now. He did all of this, made me take back a spell I wanted to enjoy, just to tell me he couldn't tell me because I wouldn't understand. "Jasper, stop treating me like an insolent child and tell what is going on!" I argued. "I can't!" he spit. "I do not need you to protect me. I can take whatever it is that you have to say!" I shouted. "Rebekka, it would be wise for you to quit while you're ahead." He said. I noticed his eyes go black and ice cold fear ran through my veins. "If you won't tell me then I won't stop until I find out. I am a very persistent person." I challenged.

Suddenly he was in my face and I was backing into the chair as far as I could. "You want to know why you wouldn't be able to handle it. Because you are still a child and you will never understand the way my world works." He snarled. The fear was making my heart pound but I held my ground. "I'm not afraid of you." I spit. "If you were smart you would know why." He growled. "Then tell me why!" I snipped.

"You are my Mate!" he roared.

My world stopped and I stared at him in disbelief.