Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns all characters.
A/N: This is a sequel to And Then I Was Gone. I'm going to add some Jasper PoV and maybe even all of the other Cullens. This MIGHT become a story, depending on if people like it. So PLEASE review, it only takes a few seconds! All you have to say is "Good" or "Bad"
I Knew We Were Too Late
I knew we were too late, but it was a hard concept to accept. Why would she do this to our family? Surely she knew how it would affect us, in fact, I was certain she knew. Would we make it through, would we be able to stay together, as a family? I pushed these thoughts aside as we reached the clearing and saw the flames. A choked sob came from Jasper and I drew him into my arms. For someone who experienced so many emotions a day, he rarely expressed his own. He sobbed dryly into my shoulder; her death would be the hardest on him. Would this send him into a recession? Would he hunt humans again? More importantly, would he leave our family?
Just then, I noticed I was sobbing also. The pain hit me harshly and a choked on my sobs. "Its okay Jasper. Let your emotions out," I murmured silently, and suddenly I felt what seemed like a thousand emotions. Loss, despair, heartbreak; to name a few. I took in the rest of my family. Bella was in Edward's arms, trying harshly not to sob, but not succeeding. Surely she must be thinking that crying was supposed to be in her past as a human, It was what I was thinking also. We were meant to be happy for eternity, not depressed and definitely we ere not supposed to lose someone so close to all of our hearts. Edward was holding onto Bella tightly, his face drawn in pain. Alice was the closest sibling to him, able to understand him more than anyone else. We'll make it through. She wouldn't have left us without knowing our future. She knew we would make it. We can't let her death be in vain. Edward looked me in the eyes, and I saw that my words helped him. I had to be strong for my family.
Rosalie and Emmett were sitting hand-in-hand next to the fire. Rosalie had a blank expression and I knew how hard this could be fore her to accept. She had always thought of us as infallible, nothing would be able to hurt us. Alice had proved her wrong. Emmett rested his cheek on Rosalie's shoulder. Every emotion showed on his face; surely it must mirror my own. I knew he wouldn't joke in a while; we would never be so carefree again. But he was strong, he would help Rosalie. He would make sure the two didn't leave our family.
Esme had her arms wrapped around her heartbroken son, sobbing. She had lost another child, it made her suicidal the first time. Surely she would fall into a depression, but I would try my hardest to prevent that. Jasper had stopped sobbing, but I kept holding him, my own sobs had ceased.
"Thank you Carlisle, for everything." He was staring into the fire and I just nodded.
"Please stay," I whispered, fearing my voice wouldn't be able to work. Jasper nodded and turned to me.
"It's what she would have wanted."
Edward and Bella walked over to join us. Bella wrapped her arms around Jasper and they sobbed into each other. Edward closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around the two of them. He started humming a ballad. A song I had never heard before; it was full of sorrow, pain, but also, it was a song of hope. I knew he expressed his feeling best by music and would be spending the next week or so on the piano. He wouldn't stop until the song was perfect; a memory of Alice and her effect on our family. I wrapped my arms around Esme and we sank to the ground. We would need to get home soon, but for now, we would grieve for our daughter and hope that, wherever she was, she was happy.
A/N: Okay, so should I continue this and talk about how they cope with the loss? Please review!