Alternate Ending Chapter Two - What Alice Saw
Alice's POV
"Tell me again, why are we leaving?" I asked Carlisle of the phone as I rode with Jasper to our other home, the one in Alaska.
"People are beginning to notice that Esme and I are not aging as we should. You know as well as I do that it is time to move on to another town," Carlisle told me for the umpteenth time. I know I was getting on all of their nerves, but I could not really understand that a lack of wrinkles was the only reason we were leaving.
Then the scene changed and I was standing in the woods. I could see my brother and Bella.
"You don't want me anymore," I heard Bella whisper.
"No," Edward said. His voice was cold and his face was blank, but I knew he was lying.
Someone touched my arm and I was again sitting in the car beside Jasper. The phone which I had been using to talk to Carlisle was still in my hand and I could hear Carlisle voice on the other end, calling my name.
"Bella is not coming with us," I hissed once I returned the phone to my ear. "He is just leaving her behind?"
"Yes," Carlisle replied. I could detect a slight bit of sorrow and disappointment in his voice. "He is. I told him that he should give her the option to come, but he is adamant about her moving on without us. As much as I disagree with him, I will respect his wish. And you will too Alice. I don't want you getting involved in any way." I snapped the phone shut and opened it again dialing Edward's number. His phone rang and rang. The recording clicked on telling me how to leave a message. I snapped the phone shut again and opened it to text him, when Jasper reached over and placed a hand on mine.
"Alice, stop," he whispered and a calming sensation wrapped around me. "This is not something that you should get involved in." I sighed and dropped the phone on the phone on the floor of the car.
"He is making a mistake," I muttered.
"You know that and I know that, but Edward needs to learn that."
~~~~~ Two months later ~~~~~~~
I was sitting the living room of the house that Jasper and I shared, reading a book when the first the visions came. I was looking over some one's shoulder at a computer screen. I quickly read the words in the e-mail.
November 11
Dear Alice,
How are you? How is he? Are you happy where ever you are? I wonder if you will even read this e-mail. Alice, the hole in my heart aches all the time. I can almost deal with the days, but nights are the worst. The pain and the dreams, it is more than I can bear. I wake up screaming every night because in my dreams, like on the night that he left, I am utterly alone in the forest. I know that he is in the forest somewhere, but he is not with me. He left me. He left.
It was an e-mail to me from Bella. I knew that it was a mistake to leave her.
"Jasper," I called out, much louder than was need for my vampire husband to hear me. In an instant, he was by my side, with paper and a pen. I was still staring at the computer screen, at the message Bella was going to write me. I took the pen and wrote it. Word for word. As part of my staying out of Edward's business, I had promised not to contact Bella.
When the vision ended, I looked at Jasper. "He is making a mistake. Our leaving is killing her." I thrust the e-mail into his hand, knowing that he had already read it.
"Alice," Jasper said, "I know that Bella was your friend, but you need to help your brother. No matter what you think he is doing wrong, these are his choices. Bella is human, after a while, this will fade. Getting involved will only hurt her more." He laid the paper down and touched my cheek. "I know that you care for them and want to help, that is one of the things that I love about you, but this is something that you cannot really fix.
I sighed, knowing he was right but not wanting to accept it. He leaned down and kissed me. "If you get any more of these visions, let me know. If Bella gets worse, we will talk to Carlisle about it."
The visions did not stop; more came, each was the same as the first. An e-mail written to me. Most of them seemed to be along the same lines as the first. I wrote each one down and kept them all together. I know she was hurting, but Jasper and I decided after reading each one that she was not getting worse, even though she did not seem to be improving.
Then one day I saw one that was different than the rest.
November 30
Dear Alice,
Something happened today Alice. I am not sure if it is good or bad, but it made me feel. I felt pain, but at the same time it was a release. I was cutting chicken to fix Charlie for dinner and I cut my hand. It took a while for me to realize that the pain was not in my chest but my hand. I looked at it and there was already blood all over the counter. I had to hold my breath, the smell, made me sick. As I ran the cool water over my bleeding hand I watched the blood go down the drain. It was enchanting, the way that it mixed with the water. I pulled my hand out and watch the bright red liquid collect in the cut before it began to spill over onto my hand. I could feel my heart beat in my hand and the pain seemed to pulse with it. For once, the pain caused by the throbbing hole in my heart seemed to lessen. For that moment everything seemed okay.
"Jasper" I called. I had gotten used to these visions, so I always had paper nearby. He came into the room and I gave him the latest e-mail. He quickly read it.
"That is quite different," he murmured, "and this will happen tomorrow."
"What should we do," I asked.
"What is there to do? It is going to be an accident. We can't protect her any more. Accidents happen. Besides Bella is resilient, she will be fine; if she can survive James, I am sure that she can survive a cut."
"You are right; I just worry about her a lot. I am afraid of what Edward would do if she were to die."
Jasper just nodded, we had gone through this conversation many times. "I am going to put this with the others. There is nothing that we can do to prevent an accident."
He walked out of the room. It was times like these that I really hated being able to see the future. While it really helped at times, I did not want to be always clued into my family. Not to mention it start a number of fights between Jasper and me. He is my confident, I tell him everything that I see and he helps me decide what to do. We often see different sides of things, like now. If I were not able to see the future, then things would be easier.
I got up from the chair and walked out of the living room, in to the office where I knew he would be. He turned when I walked in and a moment later I was by his side my arms wrapped around him. "Thank you so much for helping me." He slid his arms around me and pulled me into a tight hug. I felt him lean over and kiss the top of my head.
"You know that I would do anything for you, Alice," he whispered. I felt calmer, as I always did in his arms.
The visions of the e-mails stopped after the one about Bella cutting herself while cooking. I don't really know what happened; it was as if she just fell off the edge of the world. Aside from visions about my family, I would only get flashes of things. A knife and blood. But never more than that. It was all rather puzzling, until a few days after Christmas.
Another vision came and I was finally able to piece together what was happening.
12/30
Alice,
It has been a month since I have written and this will be the last time I write. I am sure that you have seen this, my death, by now. Tell Edward that I don't blame him, because this was not his fault. Tell him that I love him. Tell him that he must stay alive.
"Jasper," I cried. I could hear my voice reverberate around the house. I had her last e-mail written down by the time Jasper was there. I pulled out my phone and quickly dialed Edward's number.
"I thought you said you would not interfere," Jasper said before reading the note. He looked to me. "Have you seen her death?"
"Not really," I said. "I have only been seeing blood." Then is dawned on me. "Jasper, Bella has been cutting herself. I have only been seeing a knife and blood. I don't see her doing it because; she does not make the choice until she actually cuts herself." I heard the message for leaving a voice mail on Edward's phone. Sometimes technology could be so slow. Jasper had already started calling family. I heard the beep. "Edward, get to Bella. You need to do this or she will die."
I started to call again, when Jasper hung up with someone. "Mom and dad are in Canada, closer to New York still. I think Rose and Emmett are still in Ireland. There is no way that we can there in time."
I nodded as the phone rang again. This time Edward answered. I told him what had happened. Immediately, I started getting flashes of him in Italy. "No, Edward you must not think like that." The line went dead. "I am going to call Charlie, maybe he can stop her."
"What are you going to tell him? Hey this is Alice. Sorry we left and ruined Bella's life. I just wanted you to know that I think she is cutting herself, because I am psychic." I glared at Jasper, but he did have a point. There was no way that Charlie would believe me. I crossed my arms. There was nothing else that I could do.
I thought of something. I could e-mail Bella back. She would stop then. I rushed to the office and hacked into the e-mail provider. Then I reestablished my e-mail account. I was slowed by the speed of the internet, but had completed my task quickly. I opened the account and saw that the e-mail was already there. I replied. Don't do this to Edward. After that, all I could do was to wait and watch my brother's different ideas for suicide. Then he settled on one.
I tossed my phone to Jasper. It was already calling Edward's phone. "He's going to kill himself. He must have gotten there too late." I typed and e-mail to him. Don't do it Edward. You will hurt the family. I pressed send and stated to pray.
"The line is dead," Jasper said. "I will keep trying." I nodded; hoping that Edward to not do this, but all the while, the explosion in my mind kept playing. Each time was more defined than the last. Then it all stopped, for just a moment there was nothing. Then I saw the news broadcast. Two teens killed in house explosion.
"He's gone," I whispered. I heard the phone shatter behind me. Jasper wrapped his arms around me. "We have to the others."
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