Chapter 5

Bella's POV

As Jasper drove us to his place, the only sound to be heard was that of the engine. It's one of those silences you get when watching a movie that's about to have a major bomb dropped, and you know its coming. You just can't figure out when. Jasper seemed to get annoyed with the silence eventually as he didn't waist time putting the radio on. It was ten songs later Jasper clears his throat.

"So, how have you been?"

Turning my head to look at Jasper, I feel my eyebrows rising. It was a 'seriously?' kind of look. But after a quick thought, I realized that there were probably only a few number of questions that can be asked right now. So I just shrug.

"As well as can be expected, really. Renee passed away two years after I became a vampire."

Jasper grips the steering wheel a little tighter.

"I'm sorry darlin."

"It's not your fault."

And it wasn't. But I know exactly who is at fault for it.

"Can... How?"

I turn my attention back to the road, glaring at the sight ahead of me.

"She was murdered. Phil too."

A growl comes from his throat.

"Was the bastard caught?"

I feel an evil smirk come to my lips. The memories of catching the culprit running through my very clear mind.

"Yes, I did catch up with the bastard."

Jasper shivers at my words, obviously not needing a play by play to know what happened. Boy will he receive a shock when I tell him, Rosalie and Emmett everything in detail. After Jasper's shiver, we lapsed back into silence. Scanning my mind, it finds itself leading me to something I had heard a rumour about. Spiking my curiosity.

"What's got you curious darlin?"

"I heard a rumour about you a few years ago."

Jasper gives me a sexy half smile. Damn it.

"Oh yeah. What did you hear?"

I turn to look at him better.

"Apparently you were an insane son of a bitch when you first got turned."

Jasper's jaw tightens. Hmm. Seems to be some truth to it after all.

"Others told me that you had more blood lust inside of you than a whole continent's worth of newborns combined."

His jaw, if it's even possible, seems to get tighter still.

"Though the one consistency with these rumours is that you're also more feared than the whole of the Volturi. That true?"

I waited in silence. Jasper seemed to be either lost in his thoughts, or his rage. He wasn't projecting anything though.

"Well, I suppose seen as how Rosalie and Emmett have already heard my story, they won't mind missing it. How much did the mind-reading-dickless-wonder tell you?"

A scoff breaks free as I roll my eyes.

"You and I both know what that little shits like Jasper. 'Ooh, careful, can't have Bella know anything about the dangers of being a vampire she's too fucking breakable and will shatter at the sound of danger.' 'Ooh, Bella wants to become a vampire, best run at the first fucking chance we get.' Then let's not forget that the pet isn't supposed to become equal to her masters."

The car skidded to a shrieking halt. Jasper turns to look at me, his eyes flashing with more rage than I had anticipated.

"What the fuck does that mean? You were never our pet, Bella. Jesus fucking Christ, is that what you think?"

My eyes narrow as I glare at him.

"I don't think shit Jasper. I know because he made it perfectly clear that I was a fucking pet to him. To Alice, hell maybe even Carlisle and Esme. So why don't you direct that anger of yours in the direction that deserves it."

Jasper stilled. Looks like Eddie boy knew better than to go revealing what he said to me anywhere near Jasper, Rosalie or Emmett. He had the common sense to know he'd become ash very quickly. Jasper appears to not know what else to say afterwards. So we continued to drive in silence for a few minutes, before Jasper lets out a sigh that is.

"Look, Bella. I'm not mad at you..."

"Good."

My tone made it clear that the sentence didn't and wouldn't be finished. Aside from the radio, there was nothing but silence once more.

The last hour of the drive, which would have more than likely taken a lot less more time if it weren't for the fact that Jasper was driving below the speed limit, but none the less we reached his home. I was very surprised to find that Jasper's new home was around the same size as the house that my Dad and I used to live in. Only much more up to date, let me tell you. His home was in the standard Victorian style, white wood panels and a terrace all the way around the house. Hell, there's even a swing looking out towards the forest that surrounds the place.

Getting out of the car in silence, I inhale deeply, enjoying the new smells around me. Not to mention the sheer blissful silence surrounding us. No heartbeats, no obnoxious and irritating music blaring, no couples arguing, having sex, the whines of children or worse spoiled brats. The only sound to be heard is how the wind affects the trees, the creeks of the branches, the rustling of the leaves and the faint whispers of the grass. Blissful silence, one I constantly seek and desire more than blood, through my own choice mind you. This is a sound that keeps a lonely vengeance seeking vampire such as myself sane. Feeling eyes on me, I turn to look at Jasper, who's watching me.

"What?"

Jasper just smiles to me.

"I've never felt a vampire feel so at peace before. It's strange, considering that ever since we met up again tonight your emotions have been anything but peaceful. Nice to know that there's something out there that can make you feel like this."

I shift slightly, feeling a little awkward now.

"Come on. You wanted a story that our brother and sister have already heard before. Many times I might add."

Jasper appears beside me, offering an arm, which I take. Arms linked the two of us head into his house, and I find myself wondering if our stories will have some similarities in the sense of blood.

A/N: There you go hope you all enjoyed the chapter. Thanks again to my Beta.