CHAPTER FOURTEEN

JAMES

"Bella? Bella?"

When Bella heard that voice she raced into the ballet studio even faster and I guessed it was her mother.

"Bella, where are you?"

Bella whirled, trying to find it. I looked around the large room of mirrors but didn't see anyone. We followed the sound to a cleaning supply closet. Bella threw open the doors, revealing a TV. On the screen was a little girl, only a few years older than Bianca.

A young woman appeared on screen, crouching by the girl, "Don't you want to dance, baby?"

The little girl shook her head stubbornly. "Everyone makes fun of me."

"But you're wonderful," the little girl's mother told her.

"Mom, I suck," the little girl told her mother back.

Suddenly we heard cynical laughter behind us. We spun around to see James, "That's my favorite part. Stubborn child, weren't you?"

Bella realized, "She's not here."

James grinned, "And you're not alone."

Even I felt fear now. This sadistic vampire was so close. And wanted us dead.

I didn't really think this through very well.

He stepped forward with a video camera, "You humans are so... predictable. So to make things more entertaining, I'm going to make a little film of our time together," he held up the camera, "Borrowed this from home. Hope you don't mind." He turned it on, "And... action!"

Bella flung her purse at him and sprinted for the door. I ran after but James only laughed. Suddenly he was right in front of us, "It'll break Edward's little heart." He sniffed her hair and touched her throat.

"Edward has nothing to do with this," Bella cursed.

"He will," James grinned maliciously, "His rage will make for more interesting sport than his feeble attempt to protect you."

Bella sprayed him with her pepper spray in the face and made another run for it. James reeled briefly but he leaped over her and landed right in front of her. He flung her across the floor and she smashed into a mirrored column.

I screamed, "Bella!" and ran for her. James held the camera in front of Bella and caught me with his other hand.

I struggled under his grasp as he laughed, "Beautiful! Very visually dynamic. I chose my stage well."

He threw me down on the ground. I yelped at the pain of my head and back crashing on the hard wooden floor. James slapped his foot on my stomach, holding me in place. "Still stubborn, aren't you?" He asked Bella, "Is that what makes you special? Because frankly, I don't see it."

He sniffed the air, "Too bad he didn't have the strength to turn you. Both of your boyfriends were too weak to do that. Instead, they kept you these fragile little humans. Cruel. For someone who is supposed to care for you."

He stepped on Bella's shin, snapping the bone. Bella screamed out in pain as I flinched. "Tell Edward how much it hurts. Tell him to avenge you," James egged her on.

Through her pain she screamed out, "No! Edward, don't..."

James inhaled as blood pooled under her leg. He leaned closer to her, hungry. "Cut! The end."

Suddenly someone knocked James away. I glimpsed Edward. James slammed into him and forced him against a column. "You're alone... because you're faster than the others. But not stronger." James smashed Edward's face into the mirror, making it crack.

Edward growled, "I'm strong enough to kill you." He flung James backwards, smashing through a freestanding mirror – into the doorway. Edward scooped Edward up, helping me up with one arm. He started for the exit when he and Bella were suddenly jerked back.

James yanked Edward violently onto the floor – knocking Bella out of his arms – and flung him up into a window. James faced me grinning, "I think I'll save you for later."

He lifted his arm and slammed it into my chest, sending me flying into a wall. I slammed into the mirror, making it shatter and embed in my back. I felt dizzy. My eyes struggled to stay open.

I saw James bite into Bella's arm and heard her screech. I saw Edward rip James off of her and heard more voices enter the studio.

My eyes closed as I heard ripping. I opened my eyes drowsily, vaguely noticing flames dancing as Alice tossed James' head into the fire.

I felt my eyes closed and heard, "Heather? Heather? Open your eyes, darling!" that was Jasper. My Jasper. I felt his cold arms wrap around me. I felt his hand feel the back of my head. I opened my eyes to see his darken in horror at the sight of blood on his pale fingertips.

"Jasper..." I rasped out.

Jasper ripped his attention away from my blood and back to me, "Heather, you've hit your head. But you'll be alright. Just stay awake. Don't fall asleep."

I coughed, "Ignore it. Stay my Jasper..." My eyelids were growing insanely heavy. And I couldn't fight their falling anymore. I felt black spots and dizziness in my brain.

"No, Heather! Don't fall asleep. Open your eyes! C'mon darling," I felt his cold hand on my cheek, "Please. Open your eyes."

Blackness enveloped me and the last thing I heard was...

"Open your eyes, darling."

Beep. Beep. Beep.

I groaned at the loud noises, crinkling my brow. I blinked my eyes open slowly and looked around. I was surrounded by sterile white walls. I tried to reach up to rub my eyes but the tubes stuck in my arms tugged painfully.

I looked down at my body. There weren't any castes so I took that as a good sign.

"Heather?"

I whipped over to see Jasper sitting in one of those plastic hospital chairs. But when he saw my open eyes he shot out of his seat and to my side. "Jasper... My Jasper.." I rasped. My throat felt dry.

Jasper held my face in his hands, "Don't speak if it hurts, darling."

I shook my head, "You're still my Jasper."

Jasper face darkened, "For a minute I wasn't. You lost a lot of blood. I had it on my hands."

"But you didn't give in. That's what makes you my Jasper," I insisted.

Jasper sighed, sitting on my bed, "We watched the video."

I grew quiet. I didn't want him to see that gruesome video. It was bad enough that he had to fight his thirst while I bled to death.

Jasper let out a harsh breath, "Just the fact that you're with me put your life in danger."

I shook my head, "Don't talk like that. It sounds like you want to leave me."

Jasper sighed, "Maybe you'd be better.. safer..."

I didn't let him finish his sentence, "Don't you dare say that, Jasper." That seemed to startled him enough to look at me. "I'm safer with you. I'm happier... with you. I can not see a life without you. You can't go away..."

The beeping started to beep faster. And tears welled in my eyes.

Jasper leaned forward, "Shh. It's okay. I'm not going anywhere. I'm here. With you."

I blinked my eyes, "Please just... don't talk like that. I need you, Jasper."

Jasper kissed my lips, "I love you..."

When I read that part and saw that part I was like 'WTF are you saying beotch! You just met this dude and now you can't even say one word without stuttering and you can not be a[art form him?' No! You're stupid. Sorry. But Jasper and Heather have been together longer so, HA I'm smarter.

Hehe, sorry, had ot get that out there.

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