Just a heads up guys, if the chapter is called "Can't think of a title" you can feel free to help me out. Go for it.

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Chapter 19:How can I cry real TEARS?

Nicolette's POV:

I helped Dawson into the house, gently. Esme was immediately at our side. "I've got him, Nici" she said. I nodded and backed off. "Nicolette" I heard someone say. I turned around. It was Jasper. "We need to talk." He said. I nodded, quietly. I knew I was in for a lecture. I walked towards the staircase. "I'll be up in a few minutes" he said. I walked into my room and sat down on my couch. I thought for a while. I stood up, and waited in the middle of my room, my legs spread out slightly, my hands behind my back, looking down.

Jasper walked into my room. "Sit down" he said. I sat down on my couch, and chanced a glance at him. His gaze was still. I could feel his slight anger. I looked down. I waited for him to start. And then he did.

"Nicolette, what WERE you thinking?!" he asked me. I winced. "I…I…." I bit my lip. His gaze was strong.

He was waiting for an answer. "I wasn't" I whispered quietly.

"What was that?" he said.

"I said…I wasn't thinking" I said loud enough for him to here. He sighed.

"Why not? Hadn't you already gotten in enough trouble?" he asked me.

"I don't have a reason for why I did it. I don't have an excuse. It was completely idiotic. I guess I just felt like having fun….being free, to do what I wanted to. But…that's no excuse. I am sorry for what I did. I don't understand why you came after me though. Can you explain that to me, Jasper? Can you tell me why you came after me? It isn't like I'm important. Al I am to anyone in this….family…..is a nuisance. So…why bother?" I asked

He bent down to my level, and put his hands on my shoulders. 'Why would you say that? Why would you even THINK that? Nicolette, you are NOT a nuisance. You're just a little….wild, at times." His soft, loving gaze cut into me deeply. And….somehow….I was…..crying? Tears? How was this possible? "jasper…I'm…I'm…crying" I said. No this wasn't possible. It had only happened once before, a few months after I had been turned. I had cried real tears. Aro had seen, and made me sit in a tub of snow, until it all melted. He said that there was a small chance that I had become only part Vampire. And that it could happen again. That my blood could heat up, and my heart could beat again. And that it better not, or he'd kill me. Permanently.

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Guess what guys? THAT'S THE END!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!! I'm ending the story, RIGHT there! I know it was a short ending, but hell, it gives me a reason (and a PLOT LINE) for writing a sequel! If anyone has questions, ask them I'll do my best to answer. Hahahaha. You're probably all very angry with me, aren't you?