A/N: Hola peeps! Aliexia is at the point of killing me, cause I kept this one under wraps. And this is my Project Pull update for three days ago.

This story is called Your Fault. Oh, I do love my ideas sometimes! And this one actually has to do with Twilight instead of me introducing them to the real world!

Summery. Right.

Lillie Whitlock blames her brother for her horrible life. And when she's turned into a vampire, she thinks that he's getting a just punishment: death while she lives on. But when she sees him, her world is once again thrown off kilter. And it's all his fault.

Please just ignore the little blurb of useless crap at the beginning that has nothing to do with the story. I had no other way to start this. And this is pretty long, just so you know.

Have at it! (-mentally smacks Timmins for Swirlifying that phrase-)

I really do hate empty pages. It's impossible to start writing on one. The instant you try, you get writers block. It's like, a natural reaction. I don't know why. I think blank pages intimidate me.

But that's why I rambled on pointlessly here. So I can start our story. It starts with two girls, one the biological daughter of her parents, the other adopted. Not really. It was going to. But I am starting to hate that idea in general, so ha.

No, now, it starts with a little girl named Lillie. Born in 1853, she was eight when her 17 year old brother disappeared. He had told her that he loved her one night, given her a hug on one knee, ruffled her pale blonde hair, and then walked out the door. She remembered worrying that he hadn't told their mother that he was leaving.

The next day, he didn't come home. Nor the day after that. Nor the next year. And in six years, when her parents died and she was left on her own, he didn't return to save her from near starvation. He didn't show up to her rescue when she had to take up a terrible job as a maid for a spoiled brat of a child. By the time she turned 15, she had stopped hoping he'd show up. And when her life changed even more dramatically, she decided it was his fault. His fault that she was like that. His fault that he'd left her and her family and his fault for the awful time she'd had. She blamed him thoroughly. Her brother, Jasper Whitlock.

~'~

Lillie pulled her hair into a ponytail. She'd have to look presentable for school. Not that the other high-schoolers would see anything wrong with her appearance no matter what.

High school. She still wasn't sure why she had to go through the ordeal. But Janet and Bradley, her adoptive parents, had insisted on this one. Something to get her more used to humans.

To make a long and gory story short, when she was 15, she'd been turned into a vampire. Janet and Bradley (two other vampires) had taken her in after a score of wandering by herself. They had an odd way of life. Instead of drinking humans, like normal, they had come across a vampire in the north who had drunken animals. They encouraged her to join with them, and intrigued, she did. Now, a couple centuries later, it was becoming habit. They had successfully distracted her from her fruitless pursuit.

Lillie had used the twenty years she's spent alone to try to hunt down her brother. If he wouldn't come to her, she'd come find him. And possibly kill him. She'd hadn't decided yet.

But now, centuries later, it didn't matter. He'd most certainly died long ago, while she'd live forever. A fair compensation for leaving her family. The way she saw it, he'd practically killed her parents. And now he was dead.

Now, she was focused on her life, not his. She was in Hartley Bay, Canada, ready to take on another year of high school.

In a hope not to seem too abnormal, she'd dressed in a simple pair of jeans, a white camisole, and a green jacket. It was a warmer day, so she could get away with it, but not so warm that it wasn't cloudy. She could be any other normal 15 year old freshman girl.

With a quick 'hello' to Janet, who was sitting in the kitchen, she stepped out the door and headed to the school.

(Small time laspe)

"Lillie Whitlock?" the teacher called. Lillie raised her hand silently. He went on with the roll.

Lillie could feel a pair of eyes on her back. Surreptitiously glancing around, she saw a tiny black haired girl staring at her from the corner of the classroom. The girl had very pale skin, golden eyes, and no heart beat. She's another vampire, Lillie thought, a little shocked that she hadn't noticed her before.

"Is that your real name?" a quiet, trilling voice asked. It was too low for the humans to have heard, so Lillie knew it was meant for her from the vampire girl. She nodded carefully. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the girl's grip on the table tighten.

"Would you mind sitting with me at lunch?" the voice asked. Lillie nodded again, a bit relieved that she wouldn't be the only one not eating.

The period passed slowly, seeing as Lillie knew all of the material already. When the bell rang, she collected her things. The vampire girl rushed up to her and linked their arms.

"I'm Alice. Alice Cullen." she said. She marched them out the door and towards the cafeteria. They breezed through the lunch line, grabbing little food, just to keep up appearances, and sat at an empty table near a wall.

"So." Alice started. "You're a vampire too. Are there any others in town?"

Lillie blinked unnecessarily. "My adoptive parents, Janet and Bradley Douglas. What about you?"

"I've got a pretty big coven assembled. There are 10 of us." she said nonchalantly. Lillie was shocked. She'd never heard of a coven that large.

"Where are the others?" Lillie asked. Alice screwed up her face.

"They all look like they could be older, so they're being 10th and 11th graders while I'm stuck being a stinking freshman. You could come over to our house after school. I bet they'd be thrilled meet you!"

Lillie smiled. "That'd be nice."

(small time lapse again)

After school, Alice led the way out of town. They ran instead of taking the car that Alice's siblings had so "that there was more of a surprise when they meet you!"

They stopped outside a very nice and large house. Alice took a deep breath and opened the door.

"Everyone, this is my new friend, Lillie! She's got a coven that just moved here!" Alice announced happily. Lillie followed Alice into the house and glanced around. There were people milling about. But when she saw one of them, she stopped.

It was definitely him. He was covered with scars and his eyes were golden now, but she'd recognize his face anywhere. And he was looking at her like she was a ghost. To him, she was a ghost. To her, he was a banshee. A phantom that had long since died. But now was here, with the same fate as she.

"Lillie," Jasper whispered. He moved slowly towards her. She was frozen in place. She didn't know what to do.

"Lillie," he whispered again, shocked. "I can't believe it. I thought you were dead. I missed you the most."

That decided her. She punched him in the face.

Alice jumped in between them and shoved Lillie away. Some of Jasper's coven moved in front of him while he stood there, confused.

But Lillie wasn't done yet.

"I don't THINK so, dirt bag! 'I missed you the most,' what kind of crap is THAT! If you missed me, why didn't you come back? Why did you leave in the first place? Mom and Dad are DEAD. I would have DIED. And you were off who knows where. And you tell me you freaking MISSED me! Oh, I SO don't think so!" she shouted, near hysterics. If she could have, she'd have been crying. Alice was now physically restraining her. Another of the coven, a huge, burly male, came over and wrapped his arms around her from behind. She couldn't move anything but her feet, which she used to kick and lash out as much as possible.

"Nice company you bring us, eh Alice?" the big vampire muttered.

A fake feeling of calm swept over her as Jasper said "Lillie, calm down, I-"

Lillie shook her head, mentally clearing the calm. "No way. You used to do that freaky controlling my mind thing when we were younger. It will NOT work." Her eyes pricked painfully, trying to produce tears, but unable to.

"Emmett, set her down. Guys, back off." Jasper said. The coven members near him did as told, but the big burly one, Emmett, didn't let her go.

"You sure, Jazz? I'm pretty sure she means to rip you to pieces."

Lillie growled furiously, but said nothing.

Alice had also kept her position. She was curled protectively in front of Jasper, who Lillie supposed was her mate. She looked at Lillie with positive loathing. No fragment of the kind friendship was left on her face.

"You didn't tell me your sister wanted to kill you," she hissed. "If I'd have known that, I would have ripped her to shreds the instant I saw her."

"Alice!" Jasper said admonishingly.

"Oh yeah? I'd like to see you try, Pixie Stick!" Lillie snarled, throwing in a fresh attempt at escape to no avail.

"Lillie!" Jasper exclaimed, placing a restraining hand on Alice's shoulder.

Emmett chuckled. "Pixie Stick. Good one."

Jasper gave him a death glare. Then, he focused his attention on Lillie.

Lillie felt her limbs slowly loosening. Her growls faded and her anger followed suit. Why was she angry? It all seems silly and far away. Emmett set her down and she sat cross-legged on the ground. Somewhere in her mind, she knew it was Jasper who was doing it, but most of her thoughts went from feral to serene. Jasper pushed past his inky haired mate to sit next to her. He wrapped an arm around her shoulder, and the rage disappeared completely.

"Now," he said quietly. "What happened after I left?"

Lillie told him her whole story, leaving out no detail. As she went, she began to feel the fake calm ebb away, but she didn't fly into a fit again. She realized now that it wasn't his fault.

After she was done, he pulled her into a hug. She would have been sobbing, if it were possible.

"I'm sorry," he murmured into her ear. She hugged him back.

After a few moments, she pulled away. "So what's your excuse? I mean, obviously you're a vampire too. How'd that happen? Where'd you go?"

Jasper grimaced while chuckling. An interesting combination.

"It's a bit of a long story," he laughed quietly. Lillie wiggled out of his arms and stood.

"I've got a while."

A/N: Can't decide if the ending is really lame or not. Anyone want to tell me? Huh? Huh? Huh? –nudges gleefully-

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