I do not own Twilight although Stephanie Meyer does! I really want to own Emmett or Kellan Lutz, it really doesn't matter!
"How?" I asked. Edward came in, "Bella, there is something we must tell you." I looked at him expectantly what was going on? "Bella there is no sense in tiptoeing around this, we are vampires." I wasn't at all shocked; my grandmother was in love with one growing up. She had disappeared and I figured she had gone to be with him. "Okay." I said. They all looked at me shocked. "Your not scared?" Edward asked. "No, my grandmother was in love with a vampire growing up. She would always talk about how one day she would leave to go live with him and be like him. About a year after she told me she packed up, left me her house in Texas and a few days later I saw on T.V. that she had died in a car crash. I knew she didn't though because she told me she was going with him. She said she couldn't tell me where she was going but that she would check up on me from time to time. I miss her so much sometimes it hurts." I looked up at Jasper. His eyes were full of shock but mostly compassion. "Bella, don't you want to know what we eat?" I could feel a twinge of panic coming up. "What?" I asked. "We only eat animals; we don't eat a human, that's why we call our selves vegetarians." I was relieved "Oh, well doesn't that defeat the purpose of vegetarianism anyway?" I asked. All of a sudden I heard booming laughter from behind me, it was Emmett. "Silly Bella!" I gave him a grin. I knew I could trust these vampires! I really wanted to talk to Jasper alone for a while. "Guys do you mind if I talk to Jasper for a little while, alone?" Esme spoke first. "Of course dear, everyone why don't we go hunting and leave these two alone?" As soon as she said that everyone except for me and Jasper had left the house. "Bella, come sit with me." "Okay" We took a seat in Jasper's big plush leather chairs in his study. I was staring at the books and got up to run my fingers along the spines when I came across a first edition of Wuthering Heights. "Wow" I said. Jasper chuckled. "You like that book?" he asked. "It's my favorite." "Really? Mine too." He said. I smiled at him, stunned by his beautiful smoldering eyes once again. "It's yours." He said. I was shocked. "I can't take this Jasper, it's your favorite and it's a first edition." "No, I insist. You must have it." He said placing the book in my hand. His hand grazed mine and I felt and electric jolt again. I pulled back, wondering if he felt it too. "Thank you Jasper." We sat down again. "So you are from Texas?" He started. "Yes, I have been there all my life and I miss it so much, although when I'm around you, it kind of feels like home." I was mortified, how could I have just said that? Jasper looked at me with those smoldering eyes; they were intense and full of longing. "Bella, I swear I know you from somewhere." he said. "Jasper, when I feinted, I saw us, we were dancing at a ball, and I saw you when you were a little boy, you were on a pony eating an apple fritter. It was so cute." Jasper looked at me in shock. "It's you; it's really you, how? I thought you were dead. I looked for you for years, but how are you alive? I don't understand?" He was getting out of his chair, a brilliant smile gracing his lips. "Darlin! I have found you." he said in his southern drawl. All of a sudden I was in his arms and he wouldn't let me go, he was sobbing dry sobs. What in the world was he talking about?