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I own the last part of this chapter starting at "I swallowed hard, gathering" to my new beta TeamVampire…i changed a little bit of it...not much thogh mabye added a senatnce or word here or there but thats all....she was a HUGE help to me. This chapter is dedicated to you.

*A few weeks after chapter 4*
**Chapter 5**

Chapter 5: All The While

…It's been a great few weeks since Jacob's and my first date, I love him so much. I don't really know why I didn't realize that while Edward was here…maybe it was because Edward dazzled me…well, Jake does that, too…only in a totally different way than Edward. Oh crap, dinner time.

Bella 3 Jake

I put my journal into the little drawer of my nightstand. "Ow! That one hurt," I said after trying to get up from my bed only to come falling right into the floor. "God, I think I need padded floors," I muttered.

"That would be a help," I heard a husky voice say from my doorway. He came over and helped me up.

He gave me a kiss on the cheek, but I longed for more. I pulled his face down to mine and kissed him for a short while and then looked at him. We gazed at each other for a few seconds until he wrinkled his nose up at me, making me laugh. We made our way downstairs and to the kitchen, only to find our dads watching the television intently. A sports game was on, no surprises there. I looked into the kitchen and saw Lindy there, cooking! That was new.

"I'm going down to La Push with Jake, Dad, okay?" I asked when I returned to the living room during a commercial.

"Yeah, okay, but be home before eleven," Charlie said, looking at me and Jake.

"Dad, it's only eleven thirty in the morning," I said quizzically.

"I know." Charlie gave me a meaningful glance, so I just gave up.

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**3days later**

**BPOV**

I felt her cold hand pressed upon my mouth be lifted off. Then she whispered into my ear, "Well, I expected more of a challenge, but I guess this will do. Either way, I. Am. Going. To. Kill. You. Tonight." I shuddered as she brought her cold lips to my ear. "Even if Edward," I didn't react to the name anymore, "doesn't want you, I'm still going to kill you."

I couldn't see anything. There was something on my eyes, and I didn't dare reach up my hand to take it off. "C-can I-I take th-the blindfold off n-now?" Even though I spoke it little more than a whisper, I knew she could hear me. The problem was, I didn't know who she was. She had taken me right out of my bed. As soon as she had arrived, she covered my eyes and took me in my sleep. I think she said she had left a note for Charlie saying that I went to Seattle, but I wasn't sure.

"Well, I guess you should be able to see your killer, so yes." And with that she pulled the blind fold off my sweaty, clammy face.

I looked up to see my capturer's face. It wasn't the beautiful face I had expected to see, not the fire red hair I had been waiting to see blowing in the nonexistent breeze. Instead it was a different strikingly gorgeous face I saw glaring at me on such an angle that she looked even more beautiful, if that was possible. She had shoulder length strawberry-blonde hair. I vaguely remembered Edward talking about a strawberry-blonde vampire that had 'taken a fancy' to him, but saying he preferred brunettes. If I hadn't been so terrified at that moment I might have smiled at the last part of the memory. I think her name was, "TANYA!" I shouted.

"That's correct," she said with a devious smile on her face that gave me the chills. "I want you dead."

"B-but why?" I asked because I was truly curious as to why she wanted me dead if Edward didn't even care about me anymore.

"Because Edward loved you, and he'll never love me." She said it with an expression on her face that I couldn't read very well. Anger? Pity? Care? All those emotions flashed across her face before hate and rage engulfed all of her stunning and immortal features.

I swallowed hard, gathering up what courage I had to argue with this gorgeous, powerful vampire. "But he doesn't love me anymore! You can have him! He's yours!"

Tanya's expression, which I had expected to lighten some, became visibly bitter. "Apparently not. Ever since he left you, all he's done is sulk. He won't respond to me at all. He was so close to being mine, but then you came along and ruined everything. Well, maybe he'll find it easier to get over you once you're dead!" She snarled the last words, baring her razor sharp teeth, glistening with venom.

"Tanya, please!" I tried to keep my voice strong, though on the other hand, she might show more mercy if I appeared weak and helpless. "You can't do this! You don't kill humans! I can see your eyes, Tanya. This isn't who you are!"

The strawberry-blonde vampire ignored my words, too preoccupied with her revenge. She stepped closer, pulling her lips back over her teeth. I frantically looked around at the empty clearing we were in, searching for some way to escape, to delay her attack. But there was nothing. She was a strong, deadly, beautiful vampire. I was just a plain, clumsy, helpless human.

Resigned to my fate, I turned to face her. I knew I must look defeated, scared, a pathetically easy prey. But she looked nothing like I had expected. Her face held surprise and even a touch of fear as she stared past me, over my shoulder.

I spun around, stunned to see something there. All the while it had been watching us in the shadows. My rescuer let out a low growl.