"Ah, paper cut." I muttered when I saw the single drop of blood. I inspected it to see how bad the damage was and was about to ask for a Band-Aid when I looked up. My face morphed into a mask of horror and terror. Jasper was coming at me. I couldn't move. Jasper grabbed my left shoulder and my right sleeve roughly. He growled and sniffed me. I struggled to scream or even breathe.
In his dark eyes was desperation and bloodlust. I could read it in his facial expression and how roughly he grabbed me and pushed me to the ground. He tightened his grip on my shoulders and growled. He seemed to search my face. I couldn't mold my face into any expression but horror and fear.
I couldn't see anybody or anything except for Jasper until he was yanked off of me, taking a scrap of fabric which had been the sleeve of my shirt. I was left speechless and in shock. He had been about to kill me by drinking me dry of my blood.
"Bella, love, are you alright?" Edward asked, suddenly in front of me. I was disoriented, but I slowly nodded. I could finally breathe again.
"Emmett, Rose, take him outside." Carlisle ordered. I looked up and saw a struggling Jasper being dragged outside by Emmett and Rosalie. Our eyes met. He looked desperate to get to me as he was brought outside. "Did he hurt you Bella?" Carlisle asked, gently laying a hand on my shoulder. I shook my head as Carlisle helped me up off of the floor.
"I don't think so…" I stammered, confused. "What happened?"
"Jasper was going to suck all of your blood out." Edward said quickly, shooting daggers with his eyes at Alice. She looked angry. "I should take you home." Alice seemed to want to protest.
"That would be nice, thank you." I said, still unable to comprehend what had just happened. Edward took me by my waist to the garage and helped me into his silver Volvo before anybody could protest.
"Are you sure Jasper didn't hurt you or touch you at all?" Edward asked once we were on the way back to my house. I was shaken, but unhurt.
"My shirt suffered the worst of it." I assured Edward. "The right sleeve is gone, but I have other shirts." I somehow couldn't bring myself to be scared of Jasper. Believe me, I had been afraid of the fact that he was going to kill me, but I couldn't bring myself to be afraid of Jasper. He was probably dealing with everybody else's bloodlust on top of his own (especially Edward's, who the hell wouldn't attack me with Edward's bloodlust on top of their own and more bloodlust on top of that?), so it couldn't have been his fault. It just couldn't have. He was just a vampire following his instincts. I could understand that.
"I'm so sorry this happened to you." Edward murmured. "How could I be so stupid?" His grip tightened on the wheel.
"Edward, I'm not hurt. It's fine. I'm just a little surprised." I explained. "It was my fault because I got that stupid paper cut."
"No, it's my fault. And I'm sorry." Edward said firmly. "I can't come to your window tonight, so you must forgive me." We were in front of my house. I frowned and got out of the car. I shut the door and walked slowly into the house. I was a little shaky on my knees because I was still in shock.
"Hey Bells, how was your birthday?" Charlie asked.
"It was great, Dad." I covered my ripped sleeve somewhat awkwardly. I looked pretty stupid with my hand over my shoulder. "I'm going to go take a shower. Good night Dad." I walked upstairs and flopped down on my bed. I turned my head to the window and had to bite my tongue to keep from screaming. A girl with ruby red eyes was looking at me from the tree outside my room. We weren't even six feet from each other. I turned to grab my pepper spray, but when I turned back, she was gone. I shivered and made a mental note to tell Edward. I took a shower, but I was uneasy, as if the girl was still watching me. She could have just been a fragment of my imagination. Yeah, that sounded about right. Maybe I had been reading too much and not had enough sleep and was hallucinating. That did happen to people who didn't sleep.
I washed my hair with the strawberry shampoo that Edward loved so much. I felt so much better after my scorching hot shower. It didn't clear my head much, but at least I felt cleaner. I did have one question though.
If Jasper was going to drink me dry, then why did he push me to the floor and grab my shoulders, instead of grabbing my throat or something? It didn't make any sense. And why was Edward so quick to take me home when Alice looked like she'd just had a vision? Never bet against Alice, Edward had told me.
So, I actually had two questions. No wait, three. Who was the girl I saw, and was she real? So many questions, so little answers.
I had trouble falling asleep that night. I kept rolling over and over, but I just couldn't do it. So I got up and went downstairs to get a glass of water. I found some cold medicine and took it to induce sleep. I still couldn't fall asleep. I wandered around the house at three AM, trying to fall asleep. I looked into the woods. Something bright caught my eye. It looked like a white skirt hem of a long dress. It disappeared into the woods. I shook my head and tried to go back to bed.
I woke up in the morning and realized that I had gotten less than three hours of sleep last night. Funny, I felt wide awake. To be sure, I drank a cup of coffee with milk in it since I couldn't stand plain black coffee. Charlie was already at work, so I was alone in the house. I was eating a pop tart when I heard a noise upstairs.
You know that voice in your head that keeps you from doing stupid things? Well, that voice told me not to go upstairs.
Don't do it. Don't go up there. Get out of that house now.
I very stupidly ignored that voice and walked slowly upstairs. I looked around, but couldn't find anybody or anything.
"Hello?" I called. "Anybody there?" Nobody was there and I felt really stupid for doing that. And the dumbass of the year is… Bella Swan.