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I sighed as I pulled into a parking space, I knew vampires couldn't get tired, but driving for three days straight to get to Alabama was tiring, even in my case.

I cut the engine and turned the music down, it had previously been drowning out the thoughts that were swimming in my head.

A vampire couldn't cry, so when they wanted to it felt like a tidal wave of emotions was beating them, torturing them, making every thought in their head torment them until they did something stupid.

That's what was happening to me now.

I shook my head and took a deep breath, though it did nothing to calm my nerves.

I bent down to pick up my bag and then got out of the car, looking around me at the signs to find the main office.

I successfully followed the signs until I got to the reception. I went in and gave my name to the man behind the desk.

"Ah yes." He said, pushing his glasses further up his nose, "You rang to confirm your early room?"

"Yes." I nodded.

"Have you got your forms?"

I nodded and took my acceptance letter from my back pocket, then I handed it to him.

He read through it quickly and then bent down to retrieve some papers from under his desk.

"Your room number is 235, here is your key." He handed me the key and then continued, "Go out this door, walk to block B, up the stairs, dorm on the bottom left." He smiled, "Oh and here's your map and schedule for your time here. Your welcome meeting is in a week, so you have that time to take a look around and get to know a few people."

I nodded and tried to smile, but instead just failed miserably.

I opened my bag to put the sheets in when I saw the Red Tulip lying there. I tried to suck in a breath as my heart squeezed painfully. The flower was dead, that meant Edward was home.

I closed my eyes for a long moment as the waves crashed over me again, pulling me away from normality and into a world of desolation.

"Are you okay?" I heard the man's voice.

I opened my eyes and looked at him, "I'm fine." I choked.

I turned, stuffing the papers into my bag and walking out the door without a backward glance.

I walked to my car and got in, throwing my bag on the floor again. I started the engine and drove around to the block of dorms I belonged to. I parked in an empty space and got out, taking my bag and then my suitcases from the trunk.

I walked upstairs, which would've looked like running to humans, and found my dorm within minutes. I slid the key in and flung the door open dropping my bags on the floor and then slamming the door forcefully.

I sat down on the bed and stared at the wall as images flashed in my head, images I didn't want to see but knew I had to face sooner or later. I felt the sobs rack my body and I lay down on the bed, letting them take over, except of course no tears came.

Edward. I need Edward.

He was everything to me, my whole life, my eternity... And he was gone. Or correction I was gone. But I couldn't stay and face looking at him when I knew what had happened.

I just wished Edward would come and hold me, tell me it was all lies. But that would never happen. And the quicker I got used to that, the better.

I sat up again, unable to stay still for very long. I got up and took my suitcases and put them on the bed. I unpacked them and hung my clothes up very slowly, slower than a human, simply to pass the time.

By the time I was finished it was dark outside. I sat down and looked around the room, trying to find something to do. My clothes were hung up, my books were on the bookshelf, unfortunately all read, and my CD's had been listened to far too many times. I sighed and lifted my bag, taking out the sheets of paper and the Red Tulip.

Its petals had become frail and black around the edges, it was limp and looking as if it needed some serious TLC. But it was dead... Just like my relationship with Edward.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, cursing myself for admitting that fact because it only caused more pain to run through my body. I put the petal on top of a pile of CD's on my bedside table and then turned to the information the man had given me.

Reading the sheets about my course and my timetable took up another hour of time and I eventually came to the map of the grounds.

I looked at each little building and soon enough I spotted the place that would maybe bring me some distractions.

The Bar.

I smiled to myself. I wouldn't be able to do anything, but buying a drink and sitting in the corner watching people get drunk and make fools of the themselves was bound to distract me from the gaping hole where my heart used to be.

I stood up and grabbed my jacket and bag and began to walk to the bar.

I arrived within five minutes with the aid of my map and I smiled as the music pumped through the building, almost blocking every thought from my head. I spotted the bar and began to walk towards it. Just when I was within metres of it I felt someone bang into me, which would've hurt had I been human.

I turned automatically to look and my heart almost started beating again as I gazed at the boy in front of me.

He was drunk. That was obvious. But every feature from when I remembered him was still there. He still had that cheeky smile, which I could tell from the lines around his mouth, he had blonde hair that still sat curly on his head, and those eyes, those deep green eyes that reminded me of Edward were still there, except now they were full of deep pain and sorrow.

I felt my breathing stop as I looked at him, and my whole body rejoice. I never thought I was going to see him again, "Jasper?" I whispered, my voice too low for him to hear.

The boy swayed, gripping his glass to stop it from spilling and he looked up at me for the first time. He stopped and I watched as his eyes narrowed and then widened.

Oh my God did he recognise me?

He smiled suddenly, he white teeth gleaming as he laughed, "You know? You look like someone I used to know..." he nodded, pointing at me with the hand his glass was in, nearly making it spill again, "But you can't be... Because she's dead... Everyone's dead... That what happens you know." He gave a self-loathing smile, "Everybody dies..." he whispered.

He pushed past me then and I stood there in shock, not quite knowing what to do.

"I'm so sorry..." a heard a girl saying. I blinked and looked at her. She was small, with short black hair and pale skin. She had beautiful features and was wearing lovely clothes, "He just... Gets like that sometimes..."

"You know him?" I found myself asking.

She nodded, her worried face lightening as her gaze travelled past me and towards where Jasper had gone, "Yes. I'm in love with him."

I found myself smiling, for what reason I didn't know, "And he loves you?" I asked, happy at the fact that Jasper had found love.

She frowned then and looked down for a long moment and when she looked back up at me there were tears in her eyes, "I don't think he knows how I feel... Never mind how he feels." She saw my confused expression and then looked away, a tear falling over the rim of her eye and down her cheek, "He blocks his emotions with alcohol, he barely knows what day it is... I'm the one who takes care of him, makes sure he doesn't get into trouble... He hates me for it... He thinks I'm too controlling, he doesn't see my real reason..."

I felt my heart bleed as I stared at the girl. She truly loved Jasper, but he was drowning his sorrows with alcohol...

"Do you know why he's like that?" I asked, though already knowing the answer.

She nodded, "Family tragedy when he was a kid... He never got over losing his brother and sister..."

"Sister?" I asked incredulously.

"Bella I think she was called... She wasn't his real sister, she was Edward's girlfriend... But Jasper loved her like a sister... When they were both gone..." she shook her head, "When he was with his family, he held it together, but when he came to University... He let it all go... He shut down."

I turned my head and looked over at Jasper as he sat on one of the couches, throwing another drink down his throat.

What had we done to him?

Yup, Jasper's back and he's towing Alice along too!

This is an Edward/Bella FanFic incase some of you start having heart failure lmao

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