A/N: Hey, hey everyone! I'm so sorry about the lack of updates, I've been in a real slump but I'm back now! I even spent all English class working on this. You asked, and as promised here is the infamous Alice's point of view ! Enjoy, and if you're reading, review. I like constructive criticism.
APOV:
A bright light flittering through the thin curtains awoke me early in the morning. My bones were stiff from sleeping awkwardly on the couch tucked into Jaspers side. His tall, massive frame took up a lot more space than my pixie like body.
His arms were securing me to his chest and my own arm was falling asleep underneath my side. I squirmed uselessly and automatically, his grip tightened. I lazily opened my eyes and came face to face with Bella, watching me with amusement.
Her chestnut hair was dishevelled, sticking to her face in static. A few purple bags indented under her eyes. She was wearing a pair of tight black shorts and Edward's gray shirt.
An involuntary smile appeared on my face. I knew she was pretty, I saw it every time I looked at her. But to see her like this, sitting crossed-legged on the hardwood floor still looking like a supermodel for a pyjama add, took my awareness to a new height.
She was so beautiful, inside and out.
The day I first met her, I w2as pulled towards her by an invisible string. I knew that I was supposed to meet her, be with her in any way that I could. I wanted to be her best friend, but there was something else. A feeling that lingered deep below, so obvious yet I still couldn't figure it out.
Bella smiled breathtakingly at me, pulled me out of my reverie. "Stuck?" She asked, peering around me at Jaspers sleeping form.
"Clearly!" I stuck my lip out. I really had to pee, and his tight grip wasn't helping anything. Bella's hands went to the middle of Jasper's arm indent and pressed hard, making them pull back in his slumber. I took the opportunity to escape, pulling the pillow that had fallen to the ground in my place.
I raised my eyebrow at her inquisitively and she shrugged, a small smile on her face. "I know all his tricks and weaknesses. It helps when you have two brother figures around to prank you." Then she smiled sincerely. "He's been like a brother to me for as long as I remember."
I nodded and glanced to the door anxiously. "Well thanks!" I chirped, throwing my arms around her in a manner anything but gently. She paused hesitantly and slowly put her arms around me.
I wasn't the only one that had realised Bella's cautious behaviour around me, but everyone told me not to take it personally. I guess she had been beaten back in the 8th grade by her boyfriend Mike Newton. I also heard Jasper and Emmett took care of him pretty good. Since then, she hadn't been very welcoming to newcomers as she used to.
I knew the story was true because she had confirmed it yesterday in our serious life discussion, but I couldn't help but think that it wasn't the case with us. We were fine, laughing and sharing our most personal secrets as if we were friends of many years, and not just weeks. Until we got to physical contact, she was always hesitant there.
She was staring at me now, so I smiled sheepishly. "Gotta pee." I told her in a rushed voice. She smiled back knowingly and nodded, sitting back on the loveseat beside Sleeping Beauty 2, resting her head on his shoulder and closing her eyes.
My feet trudged up the stairs slowly and quietly, so I didn't wake anyone else up. It was only about 8am on a Saturday, so no one in their right minds would be up right now. Well other than Bella and I. I entered the guest room and used the bathroom quickly. The sweater Jasper had left for me was lying on the floor, so I threw it on.
I was staying with the Cullen's for a few months, and leaving just after the wedding. They had the most room and Edward would do anything for Jazz. Then Jasper and I are going to find our own apartment, hopefully in L.A.
No one would even notice I was missing. I lived in a small one bedroom apartment on the poor side of Seattle, the only place I could afford after I was legal to buy a house. I had lived on the streets since I was 16, moving from place to place so no one would get suspicious. I had no family now, just Jasper and now Bella. They had all abandoned me long ago.
I laid back on the large, comfy white bed and cried. I was too scared to tell Jasper, to tell Bella. I had skimmed over my past with Jazz, and lied completely to Bella.. They didn't deserve to know the truth, to get sucked into this hellhole called my life. I was a mess, I was broken. I was a freak. They couldn't possibly want me after they found that out.
I don't know how long I had been up there, but I did learn that I hadn't shut or locked the door.
My bed indented ever so slightly and a warm hand was placed on my arm. "Alice?" I heard Bella's sweet voice in my ear. I sat up and wiped my eyes, getting black guck all over the back of my hand. I guess I hadn't washed off my makeup last night.
Bella stood up and went to the bathroom. When she came back, she had a wet cloth in her hand. She smiled at me sadly as she positioned herself back on the bed, wiping off my face and hands with her gentle touch.
"Are you alright?" She asked me, biting down on her lip.
I sniffled, "I'm fine." She looked scornfully at my and then sighed.
"Alice, I know I haven't been that great of a friend to you. But I'm here for you, anything you need." She sighed and gave me a half smile. "I just wanted you to know that, you can come to me for anything."
I blinked in shock. She had been nothing but compassionate to me given her circumstances.
I placed my hand over hers, which was now positioned on my knee. The sensation sent an electric thrill through me, but I ignored it. "You have it all wrong." I barely whispered. "I trust you more than almost anyone. It's just, nothing." I offered a sad smile which was quite forced and she noticed. "I'm just being stupid."
"Alice," Bella warned, but I had already stood up.
I cleared my throat a little suggestively. "We should get back downstairs before the boys wake up." I turned on my heel and skipped down the stairs, more perky then before. My mood swings were pretty bad, but I guess it fit considering how messed up I was.
The staircase creaked as Bella reluctantly followed me. I sat on the white leather recliner while she perched on the edge of the loveseat that Edward was now sprawled out on. Her eyes were watching me warily, as if she was afraid I was going to break down.
I gave her a cheerful smile and she relaxed, smiling back slightly. Just at that very moment, my phone started buzzing on the coffee table, making Bella jump and fall off the couch. I laughed lightly as I picked up the phone.
"Hello?" I answered cheerfully.
Someone cleared their throat. "Mary Brandon?" I froze.
"Hold on," I told him, close to tears. "I have to take this." I told Bella, my voice creaking. I rushed out of the room and up into the guest room, locking the door behind me. I sat on the edge of the bed, taking a deep breath.
"Doctor Mallory?" I asked, dreading the answer.
"Mary, where are you?!" He asked frantically. I ignored him completely, wiping a tear from my face.
"How did you get my number?" I was going to throw up.
He laughed, it was dry and intimidating. "Did you think I would never find you, my dear Mary. You can't escape an asylum forever."
I was bawling by that time, hunched over the bed. "I don't belong there." My voice was a half desperate cry and a half whisper. "I'm not crazy like all the others. Can't you see that?"
The line was silent for a moment, I was breathing in and out, trying to control myself. "Have you had anymore 'visions'?" He sneered on the last word. I was stuck, should I tell the truth or lie?
I took a deep breath. "No." I stated simply. And it was one of the biggest lies I ever told. My last premonition was about meeting Bella, and that wasn't too long ago.
"I'll be watching Mary. You can't escape. You belong here." Then he hung up, and I threw my phone at the wall. It shattered into a million pieces, scattering on the floor. I grabbed the cordless house phone from the jack in the guest bedroom and dialled.
A young woman answered. "Can I help you?"
"I need you to cancel this number, immediately." I gave her my number and waited while she did the transaction. After that, I collapsed.
The floor seemed like such a long way down, but I made it. I sobbed hard, the barrier that I had built over the years came crashing down. The past I had tried to hide for so long was catching up to me. My stomach lurched and I crawled up to the bathroom, leaning over the toilet.
I threw up violently for about five minutes, until I was empty of anything. I heard someone try to get in, and they failed. I almost smiled at my small victory until I heard the door open. Edward appeared in my bathroom door, a frown almost imbedded into his face.
"Oh Alice." He sighed sympathetically. The toilet was flushed and he was on the floor next to me, pulling me into his lap. I laid my head against his shoulder. I liked Edward already, he was my brother figure.
"Bella said you disappeared about fifteen minutes ago to take a call and you never came back." His arm was absently massaging my shoulder. "I came to check on you, I heard you crying."
I looked at him sadly. I could trust him, couldn't I? "Can you keep a secret Edward? I mean a big secret." He nodded. "No telling Bella, Jasper, your parents, Rosalie. Anyone." He seemed more reluctant this time, but he nodded again.
I closed my eyes, I needed to get this off my chest. "Edward, I'm special. I can see the future." I couldn't open my eyes to see the disbelief in his eyes, not again. "My family sent me to an asylum when I was 14. Two years later, I escaped. The streets were my home until I turned eighteen, when I bought a small apartment in the poorer side of town. " I was crying now, hard. Edward's shoulder of his shirt was a puddle of tears as his hands ran up and down my back.
I shivered, my stomach was rolling again. "They didn't want me. They thought I was a horrible person, a freak. I don't blame them either. For not wanting me. Who could ever love a freak?" I was mostly asking myself, trying to understand why I was alone for so many years. I finally looked up at him.
He was looking down at me, his mouth pressed into a serious line. "So you can see the future?" He asked me, sincerely curious. I nodded, feeling ridiculous. He exhaled. "W-o-w."
"He's going to find me Edward. I got a phone call from the head doctor, he found my number." I sobbed. "I don't want to go back. I don't belong there!" I was being overly dramatic, I knew that. But I was so scared, I had no idea what I was feeling.
I stopped crying and crawled out of his lap, leaning against the counter. "And I'm all alone." I said softly.
To my surprise, he got mad. My face was held tightly in-between his hands as he looked me straight in the eyes. "Never say that. You have my family, the Hale's and the Swan's." He loosened his rough grip and smiled apologetically. "We love you Alice. You are our family."
Family, a word I knew all too well but never had the chance to use in so long. I had family now, I was loved. My boyfriend Jasper, my brother Edward, my sister Rosalie, my friend Emmett and my parental figures, Esme, Carlisle, Charlie and the Hale's. I couldn't help but wonder where Bella fit. Which is when I realised that feeling, the one hidden so deep that had now surfaced in recognition.
I was in love with Isabella Swan.
A/N: Alice is really OOC, but if you think about it, no one knows what goes on behind the walls that she has up. I think this is what she would be like as a human with a gift, deemed a freak by society. I love writing this chapter, I missed everything in English cause I couldn't stop writing. Enjoy!