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Chapter 5

Bella POV

When I opened my eyes, it was like I'd been completely reborn. Everything looked different. But ten times better.

The way the light was split into the colours of the rainbow and how the dust seemed to dance around the room. I sat there for a second, just taking in the sights.

I marvelled at the different smells. Lilac, honey, a slight hint of jasmine. I breathed in deeply, trying to take it all in.

I realised that breathing seemed all wrong. It felt like I, well, this is going to sound stupid, like I didn't need to breathe. Really. It was that weird.

Seven pairs of gold eyes looked at me with shock. I sighed. What had I done now?

I wondered what had happened to me. Why was I on fire before? I glanced down at arms expecting to see charred skin or something.

But what I did see startled me. My arms were a pure white, without a blemish in sight. They seemed perfect.

Just. Like. Jasper. And his family. I gasped. How had I become like him? What the hell had happened to me?

It flooded back. Jasper had bitten me. Bitten me for god's sake. It was like he was trying to be a vampire.

I would have choked if I could have.

Could he be?

I mean, he did bite me. He was freezing, and had body like a rock. And that day on the stairs, I didn't notice him go past, he was so fast.

Does that make me a vampire?

No way could I believe that.

I needed a mirror.

I sat up. In two tenths of a second. I put my head between my knees, expecting a spell of dizziness to wash over me like it always did. Nothing came.

This was fucking weird.

Several pairs of arms grabbed me and held me tight. What had I done now? The other thing I'd noticed was that their skin felt surprisingly warm.

"I want to see a mirror. Now." I told them. My voice flowed out in unnatural smoothness. I stared up at Jasper, meeting his gold eyes with mine. Were my eyes that colour?

I stared at Jasper, my eyes drinking him in.

Jasper looked even more beautiful than he was before. I was overcome by a sense of desire, a sense of longing that started deep inside. I wanted him, badly. Damn him.

He smiled at me, encouragingly, but it didn't reach his eyes. He looked strained and tired.

"What do you want a mirror for, Bella?" He asked me, gently. His arms were still constricting me.

"I want to eat it."I said, sarcastically. "What do you think? I want to see what I look like."I realised how rude I sounded. "Please" I tagged onto the end. Jasper looked at Carlisle questioningly. Carlisle nodded.

"I'll get it" Another voice said. I didn't know who it was but he was extremely muscular, and very handsome. But not as handsome as Jasper, obviously.

In less than two seconds (which is kind of ironic, as the saying goes 'I'll be back in two ticks') he was back with a mirror in his arms. I say in his arms because he'd brought a full length, framed in mahogany, mirror back. What a jerk.

"Is this big enough for you, Bella? He asked mockingly. "I'm Emmett, by the way, nice to meet you" He bowed. I rolled my eyes. He laughed and held the mirror up. Jasper released me and cautiously I crept over, anxious about what I'd see staring back at me.

Again, Jasper stepped forward and clutched me protectively. Why did he keep holding on to me? I mean it felt nice, but I had to keep reminding myself that it might have been Jasper that was the one that put me in this mess. I shook him off and he took step back. (I could have sworn I heard him mumble "ouch".)

Nothing could have prepared me for what I saw. Nothing.

I spun around and saw in front of me, a beautiful woman, standing tall and firm. Her skin was flawlessly smooth and a startling white colour. Her shiny brown hair cascaded past her shoulders and her fingers were slender. Her skin sparkled, as if encrusted with a thousand diamonds, when the sun shined on it.

But what struck me were her eyes. They were flaming red like they'd been set on fire. They were as red as rubies. Not natural at all.

The strange thing was whenever I moved, she did. I tilted my head to one side and so did she. I lifted up my hand, and guess what? Yep, you got it, she did too. And so on.

Then realisation struck me as if I'd been hit by lightning. That. Was. Me. I gasped. I mean, that can't be me! No way could I look that beautiful. Not me. Not ordinary Bella.

Right, I decided. Time for an explanation.

*

When Mr. Cullen, sorry, Carlisle had finished telling me about what I'd become and how, I laughed. I mean, how could anyone take this shit seriously? I figured it must be some kind of wind up, like, ermm, you know, the shows where they set people up. Sorry, I couldn't think of a show right then.

But I still couldn't understand why I was pale white like everyone else. And before you ask about the eyes, I did wonder, and actually succeeded in poking myself in the eye, trying to get out a contact lens. I wished they'd hurry up and tell me what was really going on because I had the sore throat of all sore throats. It felt like my neck was on fire.

Yes, I know Carlisle's explanation did seem to tie in but who could believe this? Me, of all people, a vampire? Who has to drink blood? Doesn't sleep? I'm sorry but that was just plain ridiculous.

Maybe I was dreaming.

Or they were playing with my mind.

Or even (bear with me) this was a scientific experiment where they give people powers, like Heroes on the TV.

Jasper kept hold of my hand the whole time Carlisle was talking to me. He nodded encouragingly and smiled. I kept shooting questioning glances at him but he carried on smiling.

And every time I moved, hands held on to me constricting my movement. They told me it was for my own safety (and theirs). Now that was one thing I could believe. I was just plain clumsy.

"Bella?" a voice said, jerking me out of my reverie. I looked up. "Are you even listening to me?" Carlisle enquired, tilting his head to one side. I apologised.

"Erm, Carlisle?" I asked tentatively. "Can I ask you something?"

He looked puzzled; and a frown line appeared on his otherwise perfect face. "Ask away," he replied.

"Do you really expect me to believe this th -" I was cut off as Emmett gave a howl of laughter. I glared at him. I mean, what was his problem? He'd been acting like I was his little sister ever since I'd arrived here. I blatantly asked him what his problem was.

"N...nothing!"He spluttered, clutching his stomach. "It's just..." –wheeze- "you're sitting in a room full of vampires and you're worried we're" –splutter- "stitching you up! Ha!" The blonde beauty, Rosalie, I think her name was, gave him a reproving look.

"What!" He exclaimed, his face a picture of innocence.

"I believe she really does think this is all some kind of pathetic joke, Carlisle," stated Edward, the one with bronze tinted hair. I nearly gave him a round of applause. Finally! Someone realises that I wasn't as stupid as I looked! There was no way I could believe this! Edward grinned at me. He must have noticed the expression on my face. A vampire with short, spiky black hair, and pixie like features sat next to him, also grinned at me. I couldn't help but grin back.

Jasper stood up and glided across the room to Carlisle. He passed him a crumpled piece of paper. I couldn't quite make out what it said, but to be honest, I was concentrating more on sneaking glances at Jasper's arse. This "new" and improved sight made everything seem a damn sight better. Impossibly, it made Jasper look even more perfect than he already did. Carlisle cleared his throat and stood up.

"Bella, I think Jasper would explain it better that I did, so we'll leave you two to it." He took his wife Esme's arm and stood up. He glanced at everyone else in the room and they all rose, with the gracefulness of angels. They left, leaving Jasper and I alone.

He took my hand in his and I noticed that both of our arms were the same gorgeous creamy white colour. I gazed up into his liquid gold eyes and he smiled his crooked smile. My insides melted.

Jasper stared into my eyes as if he could see right into my heart. I suddenly felt all hot. I would have blushed if I could have. The peach coloured walls; the sparkling chandelier; the lush scarlet curtains and the pristine laminate flooring behind him all faded away as if Jasper and I were the only beings left on this planet. All I could see was his face. At that moment, I wished he would just lean forward and kiss me with those perfect red lips and hold me in his arms forever and never let go. This was such a weird feeling. I had never felt so strongly about someone in my entire life. And I was loving every moment of it.

We stayed like this, looking into each other eyes, for at most, a second. But that second felt like a lifetime.

A bird chirped happily outside and the moment was ruined.

I tore my eyes away and abruptly felt all embarrassed. I tried to say something but I couldn't find the right words.

Jasper cleared his throat. "So, I know this is confusing for you but I do understand; I was in your position once," he uttered, softly, his lips barely moving. I nodded, slowly.

"Is-," I hesitated, "is all of this true? And I want the truth. If I find out that you're having me on I'll...I'll...well, I don't know what I'd do but I'll find something, I swear," I stated. It was supposed to come out threateningly but it sounded more like a mumble. I noticed Jasper was still clasping my hands.

"I swear, on all my families' lives, that every word of this is true. Okay, maybe I don't swear on their lives because technically they're dead but...you get the idea," he declared.

"Even the part about it being your fault?"

He hesitated and then confirmed, "Yes. All of it."

"Wow," I breathed, my insides whirling. I had finally decided to believe all of this. I mean, it all fitted together, like a jigsaw.

"I'll understand if you hate me, Bella, but I wanted to say how sorry I am," Jasper apologised, hanging his head in shame. I stared at him, wondering if he really had ruined my life, or just made it a gazillion times better. I gave Jasper a calculating glance and eventually said,

"I accept your apology, Jasper, but, depending on whether I like being a vampire, will I forgive you."

"Ermm thanks. I think," Jasper laughed. I smiled and subsequently sighed. What a beautiful laugh. I would find it hard to be mad at him. Then he was serious again. "I hate to bring this up, but, do you feel ... thirsty at all?" As soon as he said it, I felt the familiar burning sensation in my throat.

"Well, I was alright before you mentioned it, but...it's hurting now" I grimaced and he looked worried. I shrugged, "it's no big deal; it'll pass in a few seconds." The look on his face was incredulous.

"How? HOW?!!! How are you doing that???!!!" he spluttered. I was bewildered.

"Doing what?"

"Being all calm and everything, considering what's happened to you! Especially now, since you're a new-born, you should be screaming for blood!" Before I could reply, a disgusting smell reached my nostrils and made me want to choke. I pinched my nose.

"Ew! What is that?!"I exclaimed. It smelt familiar but I couldn't place it. Glancing up, I saw that Jasper had a pained expression on his face. At that moment, I heard frantic movement downstairs and worried voices. It was then that I knew something bad was happening. Very bad.

"What's going on Jasper? Jasper? Tell me!" Apart from the stench, I could smell fear pouring off him in waves. Ignoring me, Jasper darted towards the door, leaving me to sprint after him.

I caught him up when we reached the front door. He greeted his family, who were half-crouched in a semi-circle and looked ready to pounce. Carlisle and Esme stood at the front; appearing not wanting to resort to violence. Edward uttered a feral snarl at the sound of footsteps coming up the driveway. I'd never seen them like this; apart from the time when I'd first met Jasper in the Science classroom. I threw a desperate glance at Carlisle.

"What the hell is going on?" I growled. Carlisle and Esme looked at each other.

"There is something we haven't told you, Bella. It would be best if you just went upstairs and stayed there. We'll explain everything after." Carlisle told me.

What? I couldn't just run away and leave the rest of my new "family" here! I didn't mind showing I was scared but I refused to be a coward.

I stayed put and waited for the threat to approach. Jasper tried to drag me away but I resisted. He groaned and backed away, resigning to the fact that I was staying. As I waited, the stench got increasingly stronger and I wanted to heave.

I crouched and tensed ready for whatever was coming. I felt my vampire instincts take over, shutting off the sensible part of my brain. All I wanted to do was attack.

The tension in the hallway was near breaking point.

Suddenly, there was a loud crack, and the front door splintered. And again. A snarl escaped my throat.

At that point, I realised what that smell reminded me of.

Dog.

The wood of the door finally gave in and I found myself looking into the eyes of six very angry wolves.

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