Bella POV

"Who are 'they'?" I asked, obviously letting my confusion color into my voice and into my expression, for both Jasper and Edward sighed.

Edward looked at Jasper, Jasper looked at him.

"Should we tell her?" Edward asked, not bothering to ask me what I thought. Figures, I thought, silently seething.

Jasper just gave him a look that was sort of like saying "I-don't-know-but-I-don't-want-to-be-killed-by-Bella".

I snickered. Edward glared at me.

"Bella, this is serious!" He raged at me. I rolled my eyes.

"Calm down, Edward, its not the end of the world. And anyways, how would I know if it was? You won't tell me anything." I pointed out, which I could see

Edward didn't really appreciate because he sent me a look that could have either turned me to stone or killed me, I couldn't decide.

"Bella's got a point, Eddie." Jasper agreed with me.

Edward glowered at Jasper. "I told you never to call me that!"

Jasper just laughed. "And I'll someday learn to move like Superman and have his strength." (Authors Note: wink wink)

"Okay, can we get to the explanation please? I'm going out of my mind here!" I pleaded.

Edward sighed. "Fine," he agreed.

"They are The Volturi, and The Volturi are my.. other family." he began.

"The Volturi raised me and took care of me for a very long time. That is, until Carlisle and Esme stepped in and..." he paused. "..took me away," he continued, starting to remember everything from long ago, as if trying to show me his memories. "Me, Carlisle, Esme and the rest of us all moved here to Forks, and then, only four years later I met you... You were so beautifu-"

"Dude, we don't have time to remember how beautiful people were." Jasper interrupted him, only to be rewarded with a glare from hell.

Jasper raised his palms up in the air, backed away. "Just pointing that out, bro."

Edward continued to glare at him as he continued, once again.

"After your sixteenth birthday, things changed, Bella.. The Volturi aren't really the nicest bunch of people, and they get a kick out of making people as unhappy as they are. So Aro, the head of The Volturi, sent his daughter Jane to pay me a visit.. And she said, that if I continued to even see you, talk to you, be friends with you, that I'd be...killed." He stopped, looking concerned.

He gently put his hands on each side of my head and looked down at me. "Love, your pale," he whispered gently, bending down to brush his lips over mine. I started to deepen the kiss when I heard a throat clear. I was starting to get really annoyed..

Hey guys, yes, I know its short, but I had more ideas for the next chapter, so deicided to start that one right away. Just look. The sixth is really probably the longest, I think.(:

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