I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT!

A/N: Special thanks again to my Beta: astridt244

Thank you also to everyone who reviewed the last chapter, your reviews keep me going. :)

Jasper POV

After my small hunt I started to walk back towards the house at a human pace. I made sure not go too far from the house, when I left Edward earlier the emotions he was bottling up bothered me. I have never been one to involve myself in my "brother's" relationship with Bella, or any of my other so called family. Today for some reason I had a foreboding feeling that something was coming. Normally I would leave such notions in the back of my mind, my Alice would tell me if something were coming... however if it had to do with Edward I am not entirely sure if she would be forthcoming about it. Edward and Alice have always seemed to share a bond of some sort, it's not love but it is not a sibling emotion either. I have never questioned Alice and her feelings towards me or Edward, I see no need. The conflicting emotions they share go ignored the majority of the time, my so called brother has never felt like a threat. None of this family has ever felt like a threat or even a worthy adversary. I have dealt with worse, seen what lies within the shadows at night, and fought with vampires that would make my "family members" want to hide for the rest of their existence. This family, as they call themselves, have served their purpose; they have allowed me to see that there is another way to live in this limbo of a half life. Nothing shocks me, nothing surprises me, most of that is because of my Alice.

My mind wanders from my Alice to Bella... poor Bella. I don't quite know how I feel about the human that my family has taken in. She is unique in her own way, her emotions are so muddled by the constant glamour that I don't know how the girl truly feels. She seems to have love for my family, even for Rosalie, but again how much of that is real? This is the problem with glamouring, Edward loves it, I loathe it, you can't tell what emotion is real even with my power. Some times I wonder how my "family" can openly ignore Edward glamouring Bella right before their very eyes. I leave as soon as I feel it coming, as I said I loathe that ability that we have. If asked the rest of the Cullens explain that the glamour seems to be in her best interest. She is after all a self proclaimed danger magnet, they see it as Edward ensuring that his mate lives. As much as I may disagree with them I just leave it be. Ignorance is bliss, that apparently is true for both vampires and humans.

Glamouring... such a waste of a power. Many of our kind rely on it far more than they should. They forget that just a single emotion; anger, love, sadness, etc. can dissolve the glamour. Edward learned this the hard way... Personally I spent so much time using it before I came to Alice that I see no purpose for it anymore. That fact in itself causes me to become irate with my family for allowing such a thing to happen just because it is the golden boy, Edward. All of them except for Rosalie. She and I share the same feeling when it comes to glamouring and everything that Edward is doing to that poor human. There have been a few occasions where I have had to calm Rosalie down so she does not tear Edward apart. Her past alone should have discouraged Edward from making a woman do something against her wishes. It may not be the same as what happened to my "sister" but it is in it's own way worse. Bella lives with muddled emotions, lapses in memory, thoughts that are not her own, and a haziness over her mind every single day. I know that Edward does not allow her to go too long without seeing him, this is due to the glamour, it will deteriorate with enough time... Edward fears this. I myself wonder what would happen if Bella were to be her true self. I guess I will never know... why does this human evoke any emotion in me at all? Why did I have to say those things to Edward? Yes it bothers me but I have never been bothered enough to say anything about it before... why now?

Thankfully I have become a master at shielding my thoughts from Edward. It's almost laughable that as much as he relies on that gift it does not work on a simple human, the golden boy has flaws. I know what his true emotions are, I know what he truly feels towards the girl... he can try to hide it but it is always there... the want for her blood, the possessiveness to have her, the lust that her scent brings forth. These emotions tempt the demon that Edward tries to hide from his family and from Bella. I can see it in his eyes, I can feel it when it gets close to the surface. We are what we are; monster, demon, death... call us what you will but it will never come close to what we hold within us. I made my peace with what I am a long time ago; I fed my demon, released it, honed the power behind it, and eventually tamed it. Edward has done none of these, the rest of the family has coped with theirs, never really learning from it. My brother has decided that caging his is the best way to deal with it, especially around the girl his singer. I have warned him that when he caged his demon, his monster, all that is achieved is that it grows stronger inside of him. Soon that cage will be ripped apart and Edward will be taken over, releasing all that bloodlust and rage. My skin ripples at the thought of when that happens, where will Bella be when it occurs? Will she be destroyed? Her innocence, her humanity?... Why do I care about what happens to her?

I stop walking when I am hit with an intense wave of anger and confusion, then I hear Edward and Bella arguing inside the house... arguing?

"You know what Edward this is bullshit! I didn't come here to be scrutinized just because I'm not doing what you want! It always has to be about you doesn't it? Because apparently if it's not then you get pissed off and act like a fucking child! I'm so sick of this! I'm so sick of YOU! You act like you own me but you don't! You're so controlling and demanding! I can't go one day without you making MY decisions, or telling me that you are doing it all for MY own good! I wish you would act like my boyfriend instead of my goddamn father!"

It seems that my dear brother has not glamoured her... who knew Bella could have such colorful language towards Edward. I'm impressed, the human can stand up for herself after all. I sink to my knees when another crippling wave of anger courses through me... that emotion is not coming from the girl. I get up and walk closer, my steps faltering from the anger and resentment that is pulsing through me...

"Who do you think you are talking to? I hope you remember that I could kill you in a second, snap that tempting, pale neck like a twig. Do not EVER take that tone with me again. I highly recommend you talk to me with respect. Is that understood?"

I stop once I reach Bella's truck, taking a moment to myself. If I stay close enough I will be able to help the girl should Edward's emotions get the best of him. They never have before, but it feels different today, that same foreboding feeling has slithered back...

"Oh yeah? What are you going to do exactly? Sparkle me to death?"

Well, well, well it seems Bella has been hiding this part of herself from us. This must be how she is when she is not clouded over by the glamour. I must say I like her better this way... the pungent odor of fear invades my senses, the anger becomes fierce pulsing my brain...

"I think that this is a sign that we need a break. I will not be forced into a marriage that I do not want. I will not stand here and have you threaten and belittle me. A part of me has no idea why I never noticed your possessiveness getting worse. I love you Edward, I really truly do, but I can't do this. Not now, I need some time. You want something from me that I'm not wanting to give, and I don't know if I will ever be ready for marriage."

... my steps falter under the emotions that are pulsing, pushing, pulling, ripping through me... all of a sudden I am standing in the living room of the house, no sense of how I got there, fixated on the scene before me... Edward forcing a glamour on a horrified, trembling Bella... the ardent emotions and my own rage cause me to react. With a speed unknown even to myself I slam Edward to the ground, ripping him away from the girl. I feel his panic and fear, it tastes exquisite... before I know what is happening I feel a cracking, crunching under my fists. His injuries have no time to heal with the force and speed of my attacks. My inner demon rumbles with pleasure at inflicting punishment to this thing under me.

Edward tries to defend himself putting his hands over his face, he is no match for me. He never has been. The deep seeded rage pushes me forward, blow after blow to his face satisfying my demon... in a flash I have ripped his arm from his body... the scream of agony drowns my senses, such a delectable emotion... I can hear someone else shouting my name...

Four arms appear around my waist, pushing, pulling at me... I don't let go, the punishment towards my fellow monster continues... another pair of arms joins the others, I am heaved off of my victim, dragged out of the house...

My demon does not like this. I turn around and come face to face with Alice, Emmett, and Rosalie... I know who they are, but I feel nothing except animosity towards them... they came between my demon and his prey...

I close my eyes and mechanically breathe, taking in huge gulps of air, focusing on taming my demon. When I open my eyes Alice and Rosalie are gone, leaving Emmett standing in front of me with his arms crossed over his chest. This causes me to smirk, as strong as Emmett thinks he is he has never dealt with my true nature, the real Jasper... He stares at me, I can feel his confusion and the growing fear... Good, they should fear me, at least for now...