Chapter Ten – From Hell

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Sandy POV

When Jasper said that, I didn't him for two reasons. One: Jasper would never, ever lie to me, especially about something as not-funny as this. Two: everything fell into place. They didn't eat, they had been mysteriously missing on sunny days, they were freezing, their eyes changed colour and they never seemed tired. Yes, the Cullens were vampires. All this applied to everyone except for Jake and Nessie.

"You two aren't," I pointed out as calmly as possible, gesturing to Jake and Nessie, the former of which snorted.

"I am a half-vampire, half-human – the result Bella and Edward being together when my mother was human. They are my biological parents. Jake is a shape-shifter," Nessie explained soothingly. But I was soothed. I was petrified. This family that I almost called my own, Rosalie and Jasper had lied to me. They'd kept this secret from me. Then something else clicked into place and I noticed Edward wince slightly out of the corner of my eye. I took my hand away from Jasper's abruptly, noticing my own shaking rather alarmingly.

"Vampires drink blood to survive," I began slowly, avoiding looking at Rosalie. She seemed to be struggling with this conversation the most.

"Yes-." But I cut Carlisle off from whatever he was about to explain. I wasn't in the mood.

"A person's blood flow is the strongest in their neck," I mused although I was still terrified. Understanding dawned on a few of the family's faces but Jasper's expression was confused. "Did vampires kill my parents?" I asked softly and Jasper's confusion changed to shock and then horror. He glared at his nearest family members whilst I looked at Rose accusingly. She nodded once. "I TRUSTED YOU! ALL THIS TIME, YOU KNEW! WAS IT YOU? DID YOU ALL KILL THEM?" I yelled, nearing hysteria.

"No, we didn't I swear. Sandy, please believe us. We would never hurt you!" Rose cried, standing up in a blur. I toppled off the couch and shuffled backwards, eventually standing. I was shaking violently and Jasper looked like he was in pain. i believed they hadn't killed my parents. But that didn't help much.

"Were you going to kill me?" I whispered, hurt and Jasper's head snapped up. "Is that why you got close to me?" My voice was as broken as my heart at that moment and tears were filling my eyes. Jasper looked completely bewildered by my questioning.

"No, Alessandria, I swear to you that every emotion I showed you was, is, genuine. I could never hurt you," Jasper insisted but I shook my head.

"You kisses were always so light, your touches were barely there and you were always so careful around me. This is why, isn't it? You could crush me in a second." It wasn't really a question. Every member of the family was looking at me with mixed expressions: caution, sympathy and a need to comfort. But Jasper and Rosalie were the worst to look at – pure panic and agony were shown on their faces. Even Esme and her motherly concern were nothing to compete with it.

"Sandy . . ." Jasper made to approach me but I skittered backwards.

"Stay. Away. From. Me." My voice was quiet but my fear was obvious.

"Please . . ." He sounded so pained but I was too petrified to care.

"STAY AWAY FROM ME!" I shrieked and whirled around, snatching my keys from the counter and running out the front door. I launched myself through the garage, straight into my car, screeching out of there and down the driveway in two seconds flat. My car may not have been as fast as those in the Cullens' garage (or the Cullens themselves as they case may be) but it could hold its own. I sped into the road, careful to stay within the speed limit. I wanted away, I didn't want arrested. I had no clue where I was going and I contemplated my options as I halted at the red light. I could go to London, check into a hotel with the money that my parent's inheritance could pay for and work it out from there. I decided to go home and grab some clothes and essentials before leaving. Hopefully the Cullens wouldn't have followed me and, if they had, hopefully they hadn't beaten me there. The light changed to amber and then to green. Double checking it was green, twice, because I was paranoid, I pulled out. But someone else didn't check the lights. Or they didn't care. The last thing I remembered was a set of massive headlights, a deep feeling of regret, shrill screaming and a shooting pain before everything went black.

Jasper POV

As soon as she ran out of the house, I turned to my relatives in shock. Every single one was mimicking my emotions but Rose was the one who caught my attention. My twin for all intents and purposes was in almost as much pain as I was.

"We should have told her sooner," she whispered repeatedly as she rocked minutely back and forwards on the couch.

"Why didn't you tell me about her parents?" I demanded from Edward. I knew Rosalie didn't need nor was she ready for the accusation in my voice.

"You needed to find out for yourself."

"Did everyone else find out for themselves?" I snarled and I took Edward's silence as a resounding 'no'.

"I did," Rosalie admitted quietly and I looked at her. "She told me the first time I met her. I'm not sure she even wanted to but it somehow came out. I didn't know how to tell you because it's not something easy to slip into casual conversation. I barely knew how to react myself. I'm sorry Jasper but I guess we're all learning that sooner is better in some cases." She sounded as broken as Sandy had and I immediately felt guilty. So I sat next to her and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, drawing her to my side as Emmett held her hand.

"Do we know who it was?" I asked and Carlisle was the one to step forward to answer.

"We do not know the exact person but research around that area and time period has revealed several similar deaths over the span of five days. All evidence points to a nomad vampire passing through that got hungry," he explained carefully and I nodded sadly. If we didn't know the vampire then there was no one to seek vengeance on.

"Alice? What do you see?" I heard Sylvester ask in a desperate voice and all of us, even Rosalie, looked at Alice. She looked blank, her eyes staring at nothing – a sure fire way of identifying a vision – and Edward had a look of absolute horror on his face. He felt even worse.

"A truck is going to run a red light," he stated and I frowned. Why was that important? "And hit Sandy." I leapt up, almost Rose flying across the room.

"Where?" Edward told me the location and I immediately took off running, ignoring the protests of my family. It didn't take me long to reach the place. Sandy couldn't have been driving for anything longer than three minutes. Then I realised I was late. Too late. Alessandria's car was a smoking wreck with a truck embedded in the driver's side. A black Aston Martin Vanquish, a pale blue Mercedes CLK 320 and a silver Land Rover came to a halt nearby and my family got out of the various vehicles. Of course Carlisle would want to act human. So I ran at vampire speed to join them and we all sprinted at human speed towards the wreckage. Panic settled in easily as we reached what was left of the car. Even with vampire hearing, I could hardly hear her faint heartbeat. I could smell the blood though – sweet as ever. We all looked helplessly at the wreck realising there was no way to get her out of there.

"I called 9-9-9!" a woman cried from nearby and we heard sirens in the distance. They would have to cut her out of there, I realised.

"Carlisle," I said in weak panic as her heart started faltering. He placed a soothing hand on my shoulder, not that it did much.

"Don't lose hope," he said but I couldn't help it. I had the strength to get her out of there but I couldn't use it because the Volturi would kill me. That was if they didn't kill me for telling my girlfriend that I drunk blood to survive. I was listening to her failing heartbeat and the steady drip f her blood from somewhere and I was beside myself with fear. She couldn't die. I had to at least try to explain things to her. I couldn't live without her in my life. Next to me, Emmett was desperately trying to soothe and restrain a struggling and screaming Rosalie who looked about two seconds from ripping the car apart to get Sandy out of it. I decided to make myself useful and forced waves of calm over Rose. She settled eventually, her blonde hair all over her face as she sobbed continuously into Emmett's chest. Police cars, an ambulance and a fire engine screeched to a stop next to Sandy's car and I tried to focus on Rosalie to keep myself calm. The firemen and women immediately leapt into well organised action. The truck was moved and a large implement that I didn't know that name of was used to remove that driver's door.

"She's alive!" one proclaimed when they got to her and I breathed a deep sigh of relief. They were hesitant to remove her without knowing her injuries and Carlisle immediately stepped forward, informing them that it was safe to get her out. Her seatbelt was sliced through and her limp body was lifted gently from the car. I sobbed and my restraint broke as I ran forward, reaching her as they strapped her into a stretcher. She was covered in blood but I couldn't bring myself to think about that. Her lifeless body was an image I would never forget for as long as I lived. I stroked some hair away from her bloody face softly.

"You're gonna be ok, baby. Carlisle's going to take good care of you," I promised in a cracked voice.

"Sir, you have to move if you want her to live," a stern looking paramedic insisted.

"Can I go with her?" I asked quickly and she looked at Carlisle who nodded instantly. We got into the ambulance and I spent the entire journey holding Sandy's hand and praying to God that she would make it through ok.

I wonder if that twist was as predictable as I think it is. Oh well.

Preview:

"You leave Alessandria Mitchell alone before I call someone down here that will make you wish you were never born! Do you understand me?" Esme screeched. Everyone stared at her in shock and the police man looked terrified.

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