Author Notes: This story will be mainly from Alice's POV. This is my first story, so any constructive criticism welcomed. Please read and review.
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Run for your Sanity
Prologue
It was a full moon tonight, I noted as I lay in bed, keeping my eyes firmly on the window; and away from the bedroom door. Maybe if he thought I was asleep he would reconsider? No, of course not. That would not hinder him; in fact it would only give him more time. I kept looking out the window. The full moon was sending a shard of light into the otherwise pitch black room. I glanced at the mirror opposite the bedroom door. At least it would allow me to see him when he snuck in.
I laid there waiting while still trying to think of a way to stop him from what he was going to do and what he was going to try to make me do. I knew I would attempt to reason with him, but his mind was already made up, he had already decided. This vision unlike most did not waver or falter, just like he never wavered or faltered once he had made a decision.
My visions of him always had been clear and absolute, I thought, recalling all the other visions of him I had had over the years, starting long before I had met him in person. But I knew I couldn't take what he was about to do and I knew because of his sordid past, that he wouldn't listen to my reasoning; and I knew he couldn't help it, in his eyes it was the only thing he knew how to do. I would have to resort to begging him.
It was drizzling outside as it usually was here in Forks, but there was no fog tonight. I was listening to the droplets hitting the window, when I hear his quite footsteps creep to my bedroom door. I glance at the clock on my bedside table. It's 1am. He has waited till everyone is asleep. As I hear the door handle turn and the door slowly creak open, I glance at the mirror in time to see his tall form enter the room. He locks the door behind him, and as he turns to look in my direction, I quickly shut my eyes, feigning sleep.
I listen to his footsteps get closer and closer, as he reaches my bed. I feel him kneel there next to me. He grips the edge of the blanket that's covering my supposedly sleeping form, and starts pulling it down, off of me, but pauses for a moment. He was slower, more hesitant than I thought he'd be. Maybe he's reconsidering, I thought with a flicker of hope. My hope diminishes however when he suddenly rips the quilt off me.
I decide that if I'm going to stop him it's now or never, and before he has the chance to shake me awake, I open my eyes and raise myself up into a sitting position so our eyes are level with each other. This takes him by surprise for a moment and I use that moment to say something before he does.
"Jasper," I implore him, in a low but firm whisper, "please, please don't do this."
He gets over his shock quickly, and his face becomes hardened and stern.
He says one thing as he grabs hold of my arm and pulls me from the bed, "We're leaving, Alice. Now!"