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APov

After Jasper left I munched on my sandwich thoughtfully. Jasper seemed to be truly upset about what he did. Then again, my father always said they were cunning creatures. They get you to trust them and they kill you. I thought about my father on that morning.

Flashback

"Alice, love, take care of your mother, I'm going to plow he fields and harvest what I can before the frost." I nodded. My father was not only going to do our field, but help the widow Morgan, whose husband had been killed two summers ago.

"Mother?" I called. She answered weakly.

"I am here, Alice. Fetch me a cup of tea, will you." I kissed her on the forehead and complied.

"I'm getting sicker. The frost isn't helping." She said, sounding cheerless.

"Don't leave me mother."

"I never will."

End Flashback

It wasn't until I felt the warm drip of moisture that I realized I was crying. He made her leave me.

Monster.

Jpov

I could feel the waves of resentment and loss coming through the door and I knew she was remembering. Remembering all that I took from her, all that I could still take. My own self-loathing was the most predominant emotion of them all. Why me? I am a monster. I took everything away from the one I loved, how will she ever love me back? If I was the Beast, my rose would have died prematurely. Alice. I loved even her name. Her blood was calling to me, her heart taunting me with every beat. I was feeling so much pain, I needed and escape. I gave orders to let her do as she pleased on the condition she didn't leave the house. Then, I ran out of the door, and into the woods.

APov

It has been at most five hours since Jasper left me in here. I desperately needed to get out. The small room was closing in on me, and my legs were cramping from the limited amount of space I had. I wondered if there were others. If there were, would they be more vicious than their leader? If they were, I would just have to chance it. Fearing death at this moment in time is totally futile, I thought. I rose stiffly and crossed the room in about 4 short strides. I banged on the door timidly, When I had no response, I knocked a bit more enthusiastically. Finally I earned a response.

"Jasper's little human really is a spitfire." A male, I presumed, said.

"Jasper said to let her do what she wants. She wants to get out." Another male said. Footsteps I could barely make out approached the door. Without warning the door swung open to reveal a grinning teen boy, not much older than myself. He had long brown hair to his shoulders, his head cocked to the side, and the trademark red eyes.

"Hey! Little human girl, do you want to get out?" he asked me, not mocking, but confused. I nodded and his confusion increased.

"My name is Alice." My voice was hoarse from disuse.

"I'm Darren! Nice to meet you, Alice." He emphasized my name, making sure he got it right.

"How come you let me out?"

"Did you want to stay in there? Why were you banging on the door then?" The look of confusion returned to his angelic features.

"NO! No, I was just wondering why you let me out." He nodded and mouthed an "oh" at me.

"Jasper said you could come out of the room if you promised to stay in the house." He then grinned again and clapped contentedly.

"I love making new friends!" I smiled at his excitement. He ushered me out into the sitting area where another male vampire sat, reading a book.

"Hey Scott, look! It's Alice! She's gonna be our best friend!" he put his arm around my shoulder. He was roughly 5'9 and very skinny. He grinned down at me as if we were life-long friends. I couldn't help but grin back. The man named Scott looked up. His eyes seemed uninterested.

"Ignore Scott, Alice. He's just a spoil-sport." Darren said good-naturedly. Scott rolled his eyes and stood. He walked closer to me cautiously, more cautiously than Darren, but less than Jasper. He held out one hand for me to shake. I took it and shivered. He smiled wryly for a moment, then let go. He strode off and sat down.

"The little pixie isn't very scared of us." I was slightly offended by his reference to me as a pixie. I'm not that short! Am I? Scott was about Jasper's height, slightly taller, and had dark almost black hair that was curly and messy. Darren pulled me closer and sniffed my hair.

"She smells nice, but I don't see what's driving Jazz up the wall." He sat me down on the sofa between him and Scott. Strangely, I wasn't scared of either and got to know them. Darren was a mischievous, and adorable young man who had been changed by Jasper because he had nearly drowned in the Atlantic Ocean. I asked him what Jasper had been doing there, but he told me it was a story for another time. Scott was more serious than Jasper and Darren put together. He had been changed a long time before Jasper, in Europe by a nomad. He was changed to be an assistant, to lure the prey closer so the other could attack. I naturally asked him how he could do that. He told me the Vampire that had changed him knew that when he was human he had an odd way of drawing useful people closer to him. That was his power as a vampire. He could draw his prey closer, like a giant magnet, so he could attack anywhere, anytime. I asked them about Jasper. They exchanged wary looks.

"It might be better that you asked him about that." Darren suggested, eyes downcast, smile off his face for the first time since I met him.

"Does he have a power?"

"Yes, he can feel emotions and manipulate them." I felt my face flush. I thought of all the times I felt lust towards Jasper. Had he felt that too? Is that why he ran from me earlier? I wondered. Suddenly I felt a cool breeze of air as the front door opened. Jasper is home.