Because I feel impressed with the outcome of the reviews, I decided that I would be nice and put up another chapter while I wait for my CD to finish burning.
And because Excedrin makes me realllyyyyy jittery for a loonnnggggg time. (I took one at about ten this morning. It's now ten at night and I'm still hyper. Can't. Stop. Twitching.)
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Alice
We arrived in Juneau a little under six hours later.
In the car, Jasper held my hand and whispered, "Alice… You're worried."
I could only nod and look out of the window.
"About what, love?"
"I can't explain it. I keep getting this premonition. It's like I'm seeing a wedding."
I felt his hands start to massage my shoulders. "That doesn't seem so bad."
I pulled the Porsche over to the shoulder and shook his hands off. As I looked into his jet black eyes, I said, "You'd think that, wouldn't you? But then… everything fades. I hate being blind. It's not only that, I just keep feeling that something is just… wrong. I don't know what, exactly."
Jasper didn't say anything; he only wrapped me in a hug. He understood the way I was feeling. He even felt the way I was feeling.
"You'll figure it out, Alice. You always do."
"How can you be sure?"
"I can't. But I have faith in you, darling."
I sighed. "Thank you, Jasper. I love you."
He pulled back and smiled. "I love you, too. Do you want me to drive, so you can concentrate on working on whatever it is you need to be working on?"
"Yes, please."
He then pulled me onto his lap and then moved over to the drivers seat, putting me on the passenger's side.
"Jeeze, Alice. Could you be any shorter?" he said as he moved the seat back to make room for his legs. Trying to lighten the mood, I suspected.
I smiled weakly at him.
"Sorry. You're really worried about this, aren't you?"
"Yeah, I really am. And I shouldn't be. I mean, people get married all the time, right?"
Jasper nodded. "But you're worried, which has me worried. Even putting the fact that I feel what you feel aside."
"Yeah, I know, and I'm sorry… I just hope I can figure it out." Glancing at my watch, I added, "We should probably get going. They'll be wondering if we decided to turn around."
"It's not too late to do that, you know…"
I smiled. "Just drive, sweetheart. I'll be right here, holding your hand so that big, scary, Katie doesn't frighten you off, okay?"
I was teasing him, just a little. The last time we were here, Kate was resisting the urge to shamelessly flirt with him. I'll admit I was a little bit irritated at first, but it was just so hilarious.
Jasper shook his head and I felt immediately calm.
"Sorry, Jasper."
He only smiled.
When we arrived at Tanya's home, we walked down the path that led to the porch through the cool night air.
"The stars are beautiful," I sighed.
"Not as beautiful as you," Jasper said, smiling at me.
I reached up on my tip-toes to peck Jasper's cheek. (It also helped that I was on the top step and he the bottom one.)
We walked up to the door and before I could knock, Irina opened the door.
"I was wondering where you two snuck off to!"
"Hello, Irina."
The sound of my voice alerted her to the fact that something was wrong. She looked at Jasper questioningly.
"Later," I said before she could ask.
"Well, come in then! We're all having so much fun. And there's news that Tanya wants to share with us!"
We followed Irina inside. The house was large, and vaguely reminded me of our home in forks.
After visiting a bit, I sat on the floor at Jaspers feet.
"So what news do you have for us?"
Tanya answered. "Well, it's more of an invitation, really. A friend of mine – Marie, if you remember me telling you about her? Anyway, she is getting married. And she would love it if you could come! And Edward, too. He must get lonely."
Emmett nodded. "We should get him out of that house."
From the corner of my eye, I saw Rosalie hit him. I thought I picked up the sentence, "You think that he'd want to go to a wedding?"
Carlisle, apparently, had a question. "Would you care to tell us more about her? Likes, dislikes? I'd love to get her a wedding gift."
Tanya nodded. "Of course. She loves listening to the piano, but never really learned how to play. And Alice?"
"Yes?"
"She does not shop. So I'm afraid a gift card wouldn't work."
"Darn," I said in mock disappointment.
Everybody laughed, except me. I was busy putting the pieces together. She didn't shop, and she loves to listen to the piano…
"She really isn't all that picky, I don't think."
It's strange how strong an epiphany can be. But I needed one more piece of evidence. But I'd need to be… sneaky.
"What's her full name? I'd love to get something engraved for her."
Tanya bit her lip. "Well, she doesn't like her first name. Just about bites my head off if I try to call her 'Isabella.'" She chuckled. "I don't know how mad she'll get at me for telling you, but I'll take my chances. Her full name is Isabella Marie… Oh, fiddlesticks. What's her last name again,"
Isabella Marie… "Swan?"
Tanya looked up at me, surprised. "Yes, actually, that's it. I'm assuming you know her? Or rather, knew her?"
I peeked up at the rest of my family. They all wore the same expression that I was sure was on my face.
"I'm sorry, but I have to go. It's been lovely, Tanya; Everyone."
Tanya looked startled. "Really, Alice! Stay for a bit!"
I got up from the floor and shook my head. "I can show myself out. Thank you though, Eleazer."
When I said that, I ran out the door and into the Porsche.
This was not possible.
Very mixed emotions came upon me. I was first and foremost happy – Bella was alive. I was not only happy for her sake, but for the sake of others. Edward, especially.
Edward.
And then I was angry. Bella was going to marry somebody when Edward was here, or rather at home, wallowing in depression?
No. I wouldn't allow that to happen.
When I reached to turn the key of the ignition, Jasper reached and stopped me. I hadn't even noticed him enter the car.
"Alice, think about what you're doing."
"No, Jasper! Think about what you're doing!"
"What do you mean?"
"Think about it! Bella and Edward were made for each other, and she's marrying somebody else! And think about my vision! Something will go wrong, I can feel it! You want to just let it happen?"
He grabbed my wrists.
"Yes, Darling. That's exactly what I'm going to do. It was her decision to not look for us, Alice."
For once in my life, I wanted to slap him.
"Jasper! Do not blame this on Bella!"
"Who else is there to blame it on?"
"Edward, you prat! Or are you trying to tell me you don't know what happened?"
"I –"
But then he stopped talking.
"You don't know, do you?" I whispered.
Jasper shook his head.
"Oh, Jasper. I'm sorry."
I sat in the car and held his hand.
"Go on, Alice."
I gulped and continued. "Edward left Bella."
"I know that."
I shook my head. "No, Jasper. He left her. He told her he did not want to be with her any more."
His eyes were incredulous. "What?"
"When we had to leave, he stayed behind and took her out into the Hoh forest. Where he said goodbye."
He contemplated that. And after a moment, he brought my hand up to the ignition with his and turned the key.
"We have to tell him. If anybody can do anything about this, it's him." After a moment of thought, he said, "You know, Alice. He might not want to do anything about this. He's stubborn and probably won't listen to reason, and might only want to see her happy."
I sighed. "Don't say that, Jasper. You'll jinx it."
He chuckled.
"Thank you, Jasper. And besides, I can already see something. He'll want to go to at least watch it. Hopefully more like talk to her, at least. I love you."
"And I love you, Alice."
With Jasper at my side, I started the drive back to our home.
That was fun. I like writing in Alice's perspective. I like to think I'm semishly good at it. But it makes no difference whether or not I like it… Please R&R! I really need to know your opinion on my version of Alice's Point of View.
And I really hate switching Point of views. But we need some Cullen action, Man!