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Chapter 1: Fake It

Jasper, knew better than anyone, what pain felt like. He had lived with pain all his life and even now, in the comforting embraces of his family, he still felt the same pain he did before the Alice years. This pain was emotional though. The embraces from his family were cold and fake. It was all fake, he knew it, and they knew it, but no one would say anything about the common knowledge, because that would make it all too real. It was too real that Bella was gone.

Who knows if your soul will fade at all

The one you sold to fool the world

Falling, falling…just keep on falling.

Reality—it sucked.

The reality was that Bella was gone and not just in another place, but the never coming back state. No one would ever see her again and this was tearing the family apart, but no one said a word about it. They lied to themselves, hoping that it would come true. The truth was scary because there was nothing else; the truth was it, no more. The lies were so much better; they were comforting in a sick, twisted sort of way.

Good God you're coming up with reasons

Good God you're draggin' it out

Jasper knew that all too well.

He went along with it. He acted oblivious to the current state of their once perfect family. He ignored the fake hugs, the unwanted kisses and the crumbling love. He relished in those looks of indifference and the touches that spoke of nothing, because he knew that he deserved it. He knew that it would have been his fault. It was his burden. It was his love for that one girl who had held all of them up to the point that with out her; they could not longer hold themselves up. He knew that he would have acted sooner or later if she had stayed. Deep down inside, he believed that he was the cause of the family's state right now.

Then an article came in and not only was the family falling now, but they had hit rock bottom and were now burying themselves underground. That one article, that one sentence and those few words had sent the family into a state of fake…everything.

Isabella Marie Swan—pronounced dead on May 23 2010 on the inner state highway in Texas…

And just fake it if you're out of direction

Fake it if you don't belong here

Dig, dig…just keep on digging.

They all sat in the living room. Their stares were blank, empty and above all at nothing. They were looking through everything and at something so far from reality it wasn't even seen their minds. So they sat, in silence, it was crushing them.

They were all a wreck.

Alice sat on the end of the love seat. Her dark eyes were turned to stare emotionlessly at Carlisle, who in turned stared at the paper in his hands. Edward sat next to Alice, holding her hand with out touching it, in a dead embrace. His eyes trained on the man he used to look up to, until a few seconds ago when those words left his lips. Anger burned in his eyes and his body was ridged. Rosalie sat confined, in the strong grip of Emmett, who was at the same time trying to stop himself from killing some one. Esme sat next to her husband with the same expression in her face, cold and aloof. Jasper sat on the stairs, socking up all the emotions that radiated off his family. They were real emotions and Jasper smiled a sick, sadistic smile that didn't seem to fit his face.

I can fake it with the best of anyone

I can fake it with them all

"The Volturi?!" Edwards's statement seem to sum the last few minutes.

Carlisle decided after Bella died that his family was becoming something that he couldn't recognize anymore. That lone thought had caused a series of decisions that played over the next few years until he sat were he sat now, on a cold couch, holding onto the hand of his wife who was leaving with him. He didn't want to be there when the family finally broke, he wouldn't be able to take it, so he was leaving before the inevitable could occur.

"Yes, I have decided that I will join the Volturi," the words seem foreign on his tongue.

Esme shuddered as the words fell off his lips. She shuddered because she was leaving with him, she was becoming a monster with him. She loved her family and she loved Carlisle, but she found out a while ago that she could not love both. Her love had left when that one girl had stepped out of the front door. His words though, made the reality seem so real that it scared the living hell out of Esme.

"I-I will be going with him," if he will be become a monster, I will become a monster with him, she thought with out hesitation to herself, her son growled.

I can fake it with the best of anyone

I can fake it all

Jasper viewed the family from the stairs. He had stopped being part of this family when Bella left. He knew that they didn't want him there and for some odd reason, he knew that he didn't belong there either. So when those words left Carlisle's lips, he headed for the front door. His hand grasped the metal handle and turned. The door swung open and without looking back he stepped outside, closed the door and never looked back. His feet dragged him.

So fake it

The crushing silence finally fell as the front door closed softly.

Fake it if you're out of direction

And the Cullen family was no more.

Fake it if you don't belong here

The goodbyes were empty because they had already said goodbye a long time ago.

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