Disclaimer: Still just the retarded kid eating sand in Stephanie's glorious sandbox!!
The pain with watching what was to come was that I had to see it. No matter what. Even if thoughts changed, even if it never occurred, I still had to see. Jasper held me while I shook, the gut wrenching pain over coming. So powerful, it was physical in my chest.
My newest friend, Bella Swan. My brothers soul mate just had her heart ripped from her chest.
He did want her. He loved her. How could he tell her otherwise?
I heard him come into the room. Jasper's brow pinch, "Edward?" A fierce growl erupted from Edward. Those few seconds that it took for Jasper to let go, I leapt across the room and smacked Edward. The shock on his face was blatant.
"HOW COULD YOU. SHE LOVES YOU. SHE'S STILL IN THAT CLEARING WAITING FOR YOU. YOU COWARD. YOU EVIL, SICK TWISTED-"Normally if that had happened any other time, Edward would be at my throat. Instead, his head bowed and a mournful whimper was released. His eyes deep pools of cold onyx.
"Alice." He vocalized. It was one word, my name. Two syllables. In that one simple thing, my cold heart broke. For the decision he had to make. That he had made. Despite the intense passion he felt, he did what was best for her.
"Edward." frustration that I could not cry overwhelmed me, for if I could cry, if we could. He and I would be bawling. Our eyes met and I hugged him, as hard as I could, trying to absorb some of the pain he was feeling.
Letting me hold him, like Esme had when they thought Bella had died in the Ballet studio, he shook and trembled. The emotions flooding through him where driving Jasper insane. I excused him, wordlessly, Jasper left, apology and guilt in his eyes. Guilt for not being able to overcome his bloodlust, and the apology for forcing everyone to leave.
Edward was in agony. And the only thing that could stop him was a hundred miles north. Catatonic in the meadow. A vision flashed in my head.
'Found her.' a dark figure bent over Bella, scooping her up. Doctor hovering. 'physically she's fine… but she's catatonic…' Charlie's worried, mournful face.
'Cullen's kid… Bastard… Kill him… bare hands"
Bella whispering "He's gone. He's gone. He's gone."
I leaned against the wall behind me. Edward's head, still shaking and still in anguish, was leaning against my shoulder. The next couple of months would be the hardest months I think I've ever endured. Ever.