This is my first Twilight story, so tell me what you think.

I don't own Twilight, New Moon, or Eclipse. Stephenie Meyer does.

Jasper's POV

"Happy birthday, Bella" We all shouted as Bella entered through the doors of our little house. I felt Bella radiate with pure embarrassment as the blood rushed up to her head. My beloved, Alice, had decorated the entire house full of pink colored ornaments, a multitude of crystal bowls, and mountains of roses. She betrayed Bella by telling us to buy her gifts that were wrapped in shiny silver on my adopted brother, Edward's piano. Her horror filled the room. Edward detected her misery and tried to comfort her, wounding his arms around her waist and giving her, a small peck to the top of her head.

My parents, Carlisle and Esme, rushed over to greet her. Carlisle wrapped his arm around her shoulders as Esme kissed her forehead. Carlisle told her something that I did not catch; I was too distracted by everybody's emotions.

Rosalie and Emmett stood behind my parents. Rosalie, her mouth in the usual tight line unlike Emmett whose lips always curved upward. Emmett told Bella that she has not changed and still as red faced as usual in his faux disappointment voice. He stepped out to do something that Alice had predicted that Bella would do as soon as we handed her out presents. Her face reddened in color. The wretched monster in my head called.

The thirst burned in my mouth. Alice who held my hand, bounded forward grinning widely, I smirked as well. I leaned at the bottom the stairs away from her, not risking the temptation of Bella's blood. Bella had the aura of remembering. I had a flash back as well. The haunting memories of the Phoenix trip came back. I had thoroughly decided as long as I was free from my duty of keeping my eye on her; I would stay away from her as it was before. Due to my hardships, my diet was constantly watched by Edward's mind reading and Alice's knack for telling fortunes.

Alice soon announced it was time to open Bella's present, dragging her to the cake and shimmering boxes. Bella tried to look as stern as possible as she scolded Alice for buying her presents.

"I didn't listen. Go ahead," she placed the present from Rosalie, Emmet, and me, taking the camera. I sensed her confusion as she weighed the box in her hands. Her understanding was totally lost as she looked at the cover and opened it to find that it was empty. She skeptically thanked us.

My adopted sister in her glorious face, smiled. I laughed at Bella's reaction, "it is a radio for your truck. Emmett is working on it right now, so it would not be possible for you to give it back."

She thanked us again, her face filled with new understanding. She shouted her thanks to Emmett; we all heard his raucous laughter from outside near her truck. She could not restrain herself from laughing with her.

"Open mine and Edward's next." Her voice went up octaves from her excitement. In her hand was a square. I wanted to see her face more clearly, so I stalked silently forward. Bella stared at Edward.

"You said you wouldn't." Edward's mouth was positioned to speak, but just then, Emmett burst through the door, nudging me roughly.

"I made it!" He boomed.

Edward plowed forward, "I spent nothing." He trailed his finger to clear her face.

"Give it to me," She gave in. Emmett snickered as Bella started to unwrap it. She cursed when the paper cut into her skin. The monster in my head waited eagerly, praying that blood would leak. A tiny microscopic drop of crimson blood popped out.

In a flurry, the monster rammed into me in my head, and took immediate control of my body. He raced forward, teeth gleaming, arms open, maddened by the sight and smell of blood. I expected Edward to protect her. He stood in my way; I crashed into him, sending a deafening echo through the room. I attempted to escape Edward's grasp by snapping his head off. Emmett snatched me, releasing me from Edward's grip; I snarled loudly.

Edward knocked Bella down, flinging her into a mass of shattered crystal bowls. The tattered glass slit her arms, giving her both shallow and deep, gruesome gashes. Through the devil's eyes, I saw Bella's frightened look as my family looked down at her with voracious eyes.

R&R