Chapter 13:

She layed on her bed, not moving a single muscle. Jasper had called her four times so far, and texted at least seven. But she couldn't get herself to move. She waited and listened, and waited even longer for the sound of a car door.

Right now, she needed her mother. She needed her mother to hug her and care for her. She wanted her mother to tell her everything would be all right and that she loved her no matter what.

She had never really heard her mother say those words to her. So she worried today would be the last day she would. Why would she? She was a disappointment, and that was exactly the reason she couldn't bear to pick up the phone when Jazz called.

She paced around her room, suddenly not being able to sit still any longer. She felt her stomach get queasy, and she returned to the bathroom once more and lost the remains of her lunch.

"Come on, mom!" She groaned and pulled her hair out of her scalp. She grabbed her phone and sighed.

Six missed calls, and five voicemails. She played the first one.

"Darlin, the visitors are still here, but I'm hopin' they'll be gone soon. I love you."

"Darlin, I wish you would call me back. I just want to hear your voice."

"I'm starting to get worried. Are you okay? Please call me back."

She had to stop. She was torturing herself. She heard a car door shut and she almost ran out of her skin to the front door. Her mother was carrying her tiny baby brother on her hip while balancing a bag of groceries. She could feel the tears reach her eyes.

Allison had never really realized how much her mother actually did for her, did for their family. She desperately needed her mother's advice.

"Hi, hon. You hungry, I thought maybe we could order Chinese. Your father won't be home for a few hours, we could do a girls night. How does that-" She finally turned, holding tiny fussing Alex in her arms. "Honey, what's wrong, what's going on?"

"Mommy." She said as she walked over and wrapped her arms around her mom's shoulders. Her mother shifted Alex so she could wrap her arm around her.

"Sweetheart, what's going on?"

"Mommy, I'm so sorry for how I've acted to you. I really need you, I don't know what to do."

"Well shh, shh, come on. Let me put Alex down for a nap and we can talk about this."

Allison nodded and whipped her eyes as she mother set the baby in the tiny bassinet and brought her daughter to the couch. They sat down and her mother whipped a tear from her eyes.

"Come on, Honey. Tell me what's wrong."

So she did. She started from the beginning, explaining the first time Jesse had taken advantage of her, but she had tried to ignore it. The constant days of pain and fighting.

But she explained how she loved him, truly loved him, and she tried to say it wasn't his fault.

But this last time, he had crossed a line. And she was going to have to pay for it. But she didn't want to. "Mommy, I don't want to go through this. I can't."

"So what are you trying to tell me?" Her mother whispered after a few moments, sighing and ran a hand through her hair. "Be straight, Allison, what are you saying?"

"Mom, I'm pregnant." Her words sounded like nails on a chalkboard. She cringed when she said the words out loud. At that exact moment, there was a loud shock of lightning through the sky, she hadn't even realized it was raining. Her mother said nothing.

Alex started to wail, so her mother went over and sighed before taking the small boy in her arms. She kept her back to the young girl as she sat waiting for an answer.

"Mom, say something. Anything."

"How long did you keep this a secret?" Her mother demanded, a furious look on her face. "I mean you didn't think you should be careful? I didn't raise an idiot, I thought you would be smarter than this. You've watched your father and I suffer when you were younger because of having you so young and you go and make the same mistake? How could you be so stupid?"

"Mom-"

"No. I don't want to hear it Allison. You are getting rid of it. I will not have you putting that kind of bad reputation to this family. I mean how could you do that to Jesse? He's so young, with his future ahead of him."

"You're worried about-"

"It's that new boy isn't it? He got you knocked up and you thought if you said it was Jesse's it wouldn't sound as bad? Well you can't do that, Allison. You can't drag people down because you made a mistake."

"It is Jesse's! I wish it was Jasper's, I told you what happened and you are blaming me? How is this my fault? I need you mom, I need you to be there for me."

"Well, I'm here for you, but I have never been so ashamed of you. I cannot believe you would make such a terrible mistake." Her mother scoffed, trying to calm the crying toddler.

"Fine. You know what, if I am such a disappointment I'll just leave." She screamed before grabbing her jacket from the rack and storming out.

"Allison get back here!" She was already in her car and storming out of the driveway. She could not believe that her mother could say something like that. She suddenly wished she had decided to stay with her father.

Her father, her real father, would have accepted her and would have understand what happened. Her brothers would have gone after Jesse and defended her honor. She suddenly couldn't fight the feeling that she needed Jasper.

She needed someone to hold her and make her feel like she wasn't useless, or this wasn't her fault. She grabbed her phone from her jacket pocket and dialed his number, ignoring the dozens of missed calls.

She ended up getting the voicemail, and she suddenly wondered why he chose now to leave his phone. The voicemail clicked and she tried to silence her tears.

"Jazz, please answer. I'm so sorry I haven't called you back. Jazz, I'm so sorry. Listen, I-" She stopped, holding back a sob, but a shaky one slipped from her lips. "Jazz, I think it's better that we stop seeing each other. I can't let you be there when my world blows up. Everything is just so messy. I'm going to go away for a while. Maybe go see my father or something I don't know. Just know, I love you."

She threw her phone across the car, letting the emotions run through her body. She couldn't believe the words that had slipped through. She had never anticipated this happened.

She closed her eyes for only a moment, letting the crazed feeling she had in her veins let loose. She opened her eyes for only a split second of light before it went dark.

The Cullens sat with the black hooded figures, the members of the Volturi. They come to visit every few years, wanting to check in on the status of the Coven. They were, after all, the largest coven right below the Volturi.

Jasper felt unease during the whole visit, knowing that his mate was left unprotected in a home that held no love or support for her. He couldn't help but remember how weird she was acting before he dropped her off the other night from their date.

He felt even more unease when he realized it had been almost two days since she had answered his calls, and he couldn't help but worry that it had something to do with their intimate encounter in the meadow. Had he scared her off? He was suddenly so worried he had done something to hurt her.

Once the Volturi were a safe distance away, he would go to her and make sure she was okay. It felt like an eternity before the Volturi said their goodbyes and left. Their journey had taken them three long days, but they had been ordered to come that specific day.

As they were making they're journey back to the airport, they stumbled upon something unlikely. A car had veered off the road and was now wrapped around a tree. But there was a small form laying ten feet from the car. The form was completely still except a small heartbeat.

"Felix, is it alive?" The small hooded blonde female asked, walking over to the still form. He could see the breathing of the form, but could not hear a heart beat.

"I believe so. But I can't hear a heart beat." He mused as he stood a few feet from the body, the blood around the scene was driving him insane.

"Why don't we leave the Cullens a little present? They love stray newborns." Jane smiled as she moved to the small body, taking it's wrist in her hand and injected her venom into the humans blood stream. But as the venom entered it's system, it made no move.

Allison made no move. Her body lay completely still, because internally, mentally, emotionally, she was already dead. Her mind had shut off the moment the black had registered in her mind.

The car was completely gone. Jane's smile turned into a frown as she saw that the small human made no screams, even as she tried to use her gift on this human. Nothing. "Pity. I think it's already dead."

She sighed before taking the small vampire army that was with her, and took off into the night. Not even an hour after the Volturi left, the Cullens went on their search for their missing daughter and sister.

None of the Cullen's could smell the young girl's blood, but they could smell the fire and gasoline that was surrounding the scene. And what they came to see, almost killed them all internally.

Jasper saw the small form before anyone, and to him it felt like years before he was able to take her into his arms. He saw the bite on her wrist, and he couldn't contain the growl that ran through him. "Carlisle, she's been bitten."

"She has. But yet she's completely unresponsive. I think something may be wrong. She might have been injured from the accident before." He came over and checked her pulse, which should be erratic with the pain, the venom causes but yet it was slow and barely there. "Jasper, I think you should bite her again. When Bella was changed it helped that Edward bites her multiple times."

"Who could have changed her? Do you think?"

"I think Jane saw the opportunity, and she took it. We knew this would happen eventually." Carlisle said sadly, putting a soft hand on his sons shoulder. "Jasper, she would like if you did it."

"What if I can't stop?"

"You will son, you will find the will." Carlisle said sadly as Jasper nodded, and gently took her other wrist. He put his teeth in slowly, trying to keep his control in check. But once the sweet liquid flowed into his mouth, he couldn't stop. It was like nothing he had ever tasted.

Her blood was the most delicate thing he had ever tasted. He couldn't help the groan that escaped his lips from the sweet liquid, but Carlisle's soft voice was urging him to stop. Allison already could barely survive. "Son, she's dying, you have to stop."

Jasper immediately stopped, feeling like something burned him. He stared at the lifeless creature in his arms, and if he were human he knew he would be crying. His mate was dying in his arms and he made it worse. "Did the extra venom help?"

"It's moving through her veins faster. We need to get her out of here. Emmett, Edward, destroy the car. We can't let anyone know she made it out alive. Rosalie, she cannot be here when she wakes up, I want you to take my Mercedes, bring her to Eleazer. Our home is the first place they will look when they notice she hasn't come home."

"Carlisle, will she be okay?" Jasper asked desperately, clutching his mate in his arms when Rosalie tried to grab the human. "I need to stay with her."

"Jasper, if they notice she's missing and you are not here too, they will know you are with her. You cannot hide forever. Once she is awake and able to keep her thirst in check we can bring her back. Or we can move up there to be with her."

"No. We cannot move again we just got here. We can hide her, she needs us. Jasper, I'll protect her." Rosalie urged as she held out her arms for the vampire to give over the girl. Jasper growled loudly, but the urgent look on her face snapped him out of it. He sighed, shaking his head of the defensive emotions. He nodded and opened his arms, handing over the small fragile human.

"It's the right thing, son. You can return to her soon, once they realize she won't be coming back." Carlisle said with reassurance in his voice. Jasper nodded, and helped Emmett to destroy the rest of the car. Rosalie layed the small girl in the car, and didn't hesitate a moment before leaving.

Jasper watched as she left, taking the only thing that gave his life meaning away from him. And he couldn't do anything about it.