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Chapter Eight

Alice's POV

It took me a couple minutes to think about this particular question.

I had the chance to experience the human memories that I lost for so long but now that I had them back, I wasn't sure what to choose.

Being human had its perks as well as its downfalls.

I could experience the life of a human in this era and fulfill the missing childhood and teen stage that I didn't experience because of being in that awful asylum. But being human caused my love pain and I couldn't actually be with him either because of the possibility that the same mishap with Bella pregnant would happen with me. My scent was said to be stronger than Bella's, heck, even Edward said it was and Bella was his singer.

"I… I don't know," I whispered, unable to unscramble the thoughts in my slow and small human brain.

"We have time to decide. You don't have to change anytime soon or even at all, but I'll be with you no matter what," Jasper replied sincerely.

Gosh, I didn't deserve this wonderful wonderful man.

I just nodded and Jasper slowly and cautiously pulled me into a hug. Just as fast he was across the room eyes darkening, not breathing at all.

"Sorry…" I whispered, looking down at my feet.

"No," Jasper said, from where he was standing. "Don't be sorry. This is not your fault at all."

I sighed and looked up at my husband as he drew in a soft breath and clenched his fists, exhaling. Slowly, he strode back over to me and I watched his graceful movements in envy and awe. He breathed a chuckle at my emotions and touched my cheek lightly.

"Better?" I asked, looking into his dark topaz eyes.

He just nodded and ran a finger down my bare arm. I shivered at the smooth and icy touch of his skin. He smiled and very slowly brought his lips to my forehead. Just before his lips made contact with my skin, his teeth clenched loudly.

"Don't strain yourself," I whispered standing as still as I could.

He pulled back and smiled a small smile of victory. "I'm not strainin' myself. I'm just slowly pushin' myself so I can actually learn your scent and become immune to it," Jasper murmured, in my ear softly.

"I-if you in-insist," I stuttered, as Jasper's sweet cold breath blew in my ear.

Jamie's POV

She was back, again.

But this time I had the upper hand, I was a vampire, a newborn too. She was a human with a sweet but strong scent.

Unfortunately, I wasn't allowed near her. Edward and Bella more or less forced me to stay in their small fairytale-like cottage until- I don't know. Maybe they expected me to die of boredom or go insane?

Sighing, I sat up on the large white covered bed that smelt strongly of Edward and Bella, with a faint trace of Renesmee's human/vampire scent.

Nessie was with Jacob right now on the Reservation. I heard Carlisle in his study; he was still studying the complex reverse transformation that my sworn enemy experienced. Barbie and Emmett went hunting while I listened to Bella and Edward as they slowly made their way back to their cottage. Jasper was most likely with the little human-pixie-freak.

God, what the heck did he see in her?

Edward growled as he and Bella glided into the room, hand in hand.

I rolled my eyes at him and got up, deciding to hunt.

Running into the thick green trees, I inhaled the fresh earthy smells that surrounded me. I faintly acknowledged the human scent that was mingled with vampire, but I knew better than to go back and find it. If I wanted to keep my head attached to my shoulders then I would keep running.

The vegetation flew passed me at high speed but the detail of each leaf and clip of bark was focused greatly as I ran. The rain started as a mist falling softly around me with a sort of fog, causing the trees to look almost eerie. Out here, far from any scent but small animals and damp earth and far from a mind-reading control freak, I was free with my thoughts and feelings.

Eventually, I sat down on a large boulder.

I loved Jasper, Jasper loved the pixie-freak and the pixie-freak loved Jasper. It's kind of like a messed up love triangle.

Gosh, why did I have to agree with Vanessa and go to that stupid club? Then I wouldn't be in this mess!

I'd still be human with my best friend beside me.

I wouldn't be a soulless creature with granite hard skin. I would be a blushing blonde and green eyed human.

I wouldn't be falling for an unavailable guy. I would be gushing over hot celebrities.

I wouldn't be feeding off of defenseless animals. I would be eating disgusting eggs and brick hard buns.

Why couldn't I have had a normal and loving family?

I growled and threw a punch at the tree beside the boulder. It snapped with a loud deafening crack.

Sighing, I got up and ran into the thick part of trees catching the scent of a bear and chasing it.

Jasper's POV

Alice was sleeping upstairs, Edward, Bella, Renesmee and Jacob were visiting in La Push, Emmett and Rosalie were God knows where doing God knows what, Carlisle was on night shifts at the hospital and Esme was in her garden.

I was seated on the couch replaying memories in my head as Jamie walked in.

"Hello," I murmured to her, looking over my shoulder.

She smiled sarcastically and turned towards the stairs. Her emotions were hazed with bitterness and annoyance.

I appeared in front of her, blocking her path to the staircase.

"What do you want, Jasper?" she asked, growling quietly.

"To apologize," I replied.

"For what?"

"For treatin' you wrongly a couple days ago."

"What?"

I sighed. "I shouldn't have been so selfish when I asked Carlisle to change you just because you looked like my sister. I shouldn't have been so harsh, but I just couldn't let you die. I'm sorry for how you are currently feelin' and dealin' with this new life. We used to have a friendship, Jamie; I'd like to have that again."

Jamie laughed without humor. "Yeah, we were friends until the pixie-freak ruined it by snapping then leaving you."

"Excuse me?" I blinked, I knew Jamie didn't like Alice but she never spoke rudely about her-well at least not in front of me. "First, I will not allow you to speak 'bout my wife in that way. Second, you were the one who kissed me, don't you dare blame it on Alice." I all but growled at her.

"You think you love her? You're just blind; she's the only woman you've paid attention to! Little Miss Prefect Alice." Jamie scoffed.

"Excuse me? Have you not been listenin'? Did you not hear what Alice said the day she,"-I winced slightly-"Left? I spent 80 years as a stringed puppet to my creator, Maria,"-I growled her name-"80 years of war, hatred, violence, pain and blood! I knew nothin' else! When Alice found me, I felt acceptance, forgiveness, happiness, warmth, love, and hope! Watch your mouth or you'll have more things to worry about besides me tryin' to refrain from rippin' your head off." And with that I turned on my heel and strode up the stairs.

Shutting my bedroom door softly upon entering, Alice was still asleep on our bed.

I ran a hand through my wavy locks of blonde hair and sighed. Alice looked so peaceful. I wish I could sleep, escape the horrors of life for a couple hours. I sat on the edge of the bed and stroked Alice's cheek gently.

My wife's scent was heavenly. I couldn't deny it, my mouth filled with venom from just stepping into this room, regardless if she was in it or not. Her scent covered everything.

My mind threw images at me unexpectedly. My body leaning down, while embracing a limp and willing Alice in my arms as my nose runs along her jaw bone, inhaling her scent. Positioning my venom coated teeth over the small blue vein that ran above her collarbone. Closing my eyes and piercing her creamy soft ski- bang!

The knock at the door snapped me out of my thoughts. Then I realized where I was.

My body was looming over Alice's, my knees hitting the bedside. My face was almost touching her stretched out neck. I jumped back and slammed into the wall. Several shelves fell, spilling and breaking various things all over the floor.

Alice was sitting up in bed, staring at me with intense hazel eyes. Edward and Bella stood by the door while Nessie peeked around the side of the doorframe. Alice was assessing the scene, Edward was angry, Bella was concerned and Renesmee was confused.

"I-I'm so sorry…" I whispered and brought my knees to my chest, putting my head in my hands.

I heard Alice shuffling in the bed sheets, probably moving but then stopped.

"Not yet Alice," Edward whispered.

Alice took a shaky breath, she sounded to be on the verge of tears.

"Jasper…" she whispered.

"I…" I started but I inhaled a small amount of air and snarled. I jumped up and towards the bed, strictly on instincts.

Edward and Bella grabbed me from behind a sixteenth of a second after and dragged me backward, somehow getting my thrashing form into the hallway, downstairs and outside.

Alice's POV

I was frozen, staring at the dented wall that supported the weight of my husband half a second ago.

Edward, Bella and Jasper were gone. Renesmee was standing in the doorway looking at me with worry and concern written plainly on her face.

My slow human brain worked through the events like molasses.

I was asleep. I felt something cold on my face. My eyes opened to see nothing. A loud crash sounded followed by several smaller ones. I turned my head towards the noises.

There was Jasper sitting on the floor with the wall broken, from the impact of his body? His eyes were a cold scary black.

Edward and Bella shoved open the door which banged against the wall behind it. I moved to the edge of the bed but Edward put his arm out in front of me and whispered to wait. I sat still never taking my eyes off of Jasper.

Jasper seemed to inhale and next thing I knew there were a couple snarls but then they faded into the background once all three of the silent vampires were out of the room.

"Auntie Alice?" Renesmee asked, kneeling down beside my bed, her face almost in level with mine.

"I'm hurting him. He's in pain because of me…" I managed to whisper.

Nessie shook her head and pulled me into a hug. "No, you're helping him. You're helping him control it, he would never hurt you, ever," she murmured in my ear.

"Exactly, you're teaching him to harness the scent because he wouldn't be able to live if he killed you," Jacob added, walking into the room and putting a too warm hand on my shoulder.

I shivered lightly and let out a sob. Renesmee's arms wrapped around my small frame and I cried into her shoulder. Her slightly cooler arms disappeared and I was pulled into gentle cold ones.

"Shh… everything is fine. Jasper is fine, you are fine, and everyone is fine. Don't cry please, dear," Esme whispered in my ear, letting out a soft cry.

I looked up at her with wet droopy eyes. "Where is h-he?" I mumbled while wiping my eyes and sniffling.

"Edward and Bella are talking to him as we speak. He's fine." She kissed my forehead and handed me a tissue.

I took it and ran it under my eyes, shivering lightly.

"I want to see him. I don't care if it's dangerous, I have to see him. He can't go into depression again; I can't let him hurt himself. I-I can't…"

"I'll go get you something to eat to calm your nerves." Esme's voice faded as the feel of her arms around me did.

I let out more half strangled sobs and shoved my face into Jasper's pillow.

"I can't, I can't, I can't, it's pathetic," a voice sounded.

I looked up to see Jamie in the doorway.

My body tensed.

"Hello Alice," she greeted, smiling. "Don't worry 'bout me, I'm just visiting to collect a thing or two."

"Leave please," I whispered not meeting her gaze.

"Not until I get what I came for."

"What?" I looked up and froze.

Jamie was right in front of me. Her eyes were dilated almost to the rim of her iris and her line of sight looked blurry, like she didn't really see what was in front of her.

"She wants to finish with what she started," Jamie answered in an unemotional voice and grabbed my arm in an iron-like grip.

"Who? What? Let go of me!" I yelled, lamely attempting to get out a month old newborn's grasp.

Jamie lifted my form without trouble and ran at the west wall which was made of entirely of glass. There was a loud crash and then slowly my body slumped into darkness.

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