JASPER
You run over to me, I hold the hat with the numbers, and you put your hand in. You pull out a number, "Number 6?" you ask. Jasper stands up and then Edward stands up and puts a hand on his shoulder.
"Be careful with her, Jazz, don't kill her."
"I will."
You and Jasper walk into the bedroom and he closes the door. He meets you in the centre of the room and you stare at each other.
"So… what should we do?" you ask, awkwardly.
He shrugs. You continue to stare at each other. You walk over to the other side of the room and start playing with some broken glass on the night stand. You twirl in your fingers and it slides off and cuts, deeply, into your palm. You look up at Jasper and he is trying to control himself. He lunges at you and grabs your wrist and licks your hand.
"Jasper? What are you doing?" you ask. He opens his mouth as if to answer and sinks his teeth in your wound, drinking your blood. I hear the commotion and rush into the room with Edward and the other guys hot on my tail. You are almost dead with Jasper sucking the life out of you. He pulls away and stares at us. His lips are smeared with your blood and he lunges at me, thirsty for more. He sinks his teeth into my neck and begins drinking. Edward and Emmett pry him off of me and Carlisle goes down to suck the venom out. The venom was successfully taken out and everyone mourned your death for years afterward.