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Psychic Hell
I was sat at the top of the stairs, on my own as everyone else moved around me. The house was now empty of our belongings. It was empty in every other sense of the word. I never realized fully, until then, the impact Bella had had on the family. The house was quite and still, no laughter could be herd and I knew we would not hear any for some time to come.
As soon as Edward made his choice I had seen it. The future tortured me. I could see its horrible truth and I could not bear to watch the pain they both would suffer. Edward was already suffering; I could see it in his eyes. When he came home, they where dead, consumed by his sorrow. It broke my heart but worse than this, I kept getting flashes of the future where he told her he was leaving and I could see her face, crumpled and broken. It haunted me wherever I went and would not stop replaying itself over and over in my head. She was almost my sister and I could not bear it. But Edward was stubborn and I could see no wavering in his decision. To him he had already done it. Even so, in the begin I had tried to reason with him. Showing him what I saw repeatedly in my mind.
He would not listen.
Just then he walked in, I could tell by the set of his jaw that he was deep in thought. Probably trying to find the right words to tell Bella or maybe he was making sure he could remember every tiny thing about her that he could, before it was too late. I stood up and glided down to meet him. By now everyone else had gone, except Carlisle and me. I missed Jasper terribly. I felt as if I was walking up stairs in the dark and I thought there was one more step that there really was. That moment of confusion and sicken realization clung around me all the time Jasper was away. But I wanted to be here and this was not the best place for Jasper right now.
I stared at Edward. He had changed dramatically over the last few days. The light in his eyes that Bella had brought, the joy in his very being had gone, like a candle extinguished in the smallest gust of wind. It was as if Edward had gone and this shell was left. How could he do this to himself? To her? He hadn't even left her yet and already everything had changed.
"I'm saying goodbye." I stated in a matter of fact tone. I knew the out come to his but I couldn't not try. She was basically my sister.
"No."
"Edward, your not the only one who loves her, she like my sister. You can't expect me to leave without…"
"That's exactly what I expect." He cut across me "This is not for us, Alice. I don't care what you think. A clean break will be the best for her."
And with that he walked away and all the fight went out of me. How could I tell him that he was completely wrong? He was past hearing me. If I could have cried I know I would have then. What I needed now was to see Jasper. There was nothing I could do here. It was already done. I felt like I had lost both of them right there in that second. My vision blurred and then refocused. I was looking at a dark, dirty, dank room. It was completely empty except for Edward, curled into a ball on the floor. The misery had taken him.