My POV:
Edward was sitting in one of the huge chairs Isadora had in the living room. She had an interesting style for designing her house. Everything was random and full of color it was odd but beautiful. She smiled as she looked up at him from her painting, Isa had decided to spend he free time painting a portrait of Edward as he read. She laughed a bit as he made a face to distract her. "No, stop you're going to ruin it. Stay still. I know you can." She begged him as she continued to work on her painting.
Isa had started it over already once and didn't want to start this one over since she was doing so great already. Her brush ran slowly down the canvas to make a strong jaw line when she sensed that something was wrong. Isa looked up to see Edward standing stiff, something was wrong. She put her things on the small table she had beside her to put her supplies on and asked him, "What is it?"
"Carlisle needs me. His thoughts they just keep calling out for me. At first I was just ignoring them but now they seem pleading. He wants us to go back." Edward looked over at Isadora hoping that she would agree to it. He knew that most of the Cullen's were calling out for him to go back but Alice and Carlisle kept asking for Isa as well. Isadora looked down at the ground and brushed a strand of hair out of her face and behind her ear. "Okay, let's go." Before leaving on their journey back to Forks, Isa changed out of her sweats she used for painting and went to go put on a pair of black slacks and a light pink button up shirt with ballerina flats. She left her hair down and walked back to Edward.
Edward was pulling Isa's had for them to get to the Cullen's house faster than normal. He felt that something was wrong and knew that he needed to be there immediately. Isa also noticed that Edward was anxious to get back to the Cullen's house. She had just hoped that it wasn't nothing too serious.
Once they walked through the door they were greeted with a room full of sad faces. Edward was listening to everyone's thoughts and quickly ran up to his brother Emmett, "Who was it? What happened?"
Emmett looked at Edward and shook his head. He lead Edward up to Alice's room and opened to door to show him Alice standing in front of her window that over looked most of the forest. Her arms wrapped tightly around her body and she had nothing on her mind except Jaspers face. Edward walked up to her and reached out to touch her shoulder and asked her to show him her thoughts. To show him what was wrong.
As soon as he saw the image of Jaspers ashes and Esme's battle with three newborn vampires alone he stepped back and away from her. Alice turned to see her brother as he backed away from her.
She nodded her head as he violently shook his head no. "It can't be….no..no" Edward ran over to Carlisle and Esme's room and scream for her. "Mother!? Esme!? Where are you…? Come out please!" He ran down the hallway once and over again screaming her name at the top of his lungs. By this point Isadora had understood what had happened. She stood off to the side leaning against a wall watching him run around the house begging for her to come out of wherever it was she was hiding but she would never come out. She would never see him again. Edward ran down to Carlisle's office and threw the door open. "Why?! Why?!" He scream at him as he rushed in.
Carlisle had been drinking a scotch straight, it had no affect on him but he wanted the idea of something filling him other than pure sorrow. "Why? Why damn it? I'll tell you why!? Because you decided to go off with that girl…" He said pointing at Isadora who now stood in front of the opened door watching them argue. "…and abandon your family at the day of the battle. One of the biggest and most painful battles we have ever encountered. Esme and Jasper are gone now because of you! You made this happen!"
Edward had never seen Carlisle so infuriated. But his words hurt him. Edward looked down in shame that he had not been there the day of the battle. He thought that his family could deal with it on their own but he had assumed wrong. And now his brother and mother were both dead and there was no one else to blame but himself. Why! Stupid, stupid, stupid! He thought to himself. "I'm sorry father…I'm sorry." He said as he turned around and left the house. "I do not deserve to be here with you…none of you. I have destroyed this family." Edward turned to walk out as Emmett called out to him, "Wait…don't go!" Rosalie stood off to the side and said nothing.
She was saddened that her mother was not with them anymore but she believed it would be a better fate to leave this world than to suffer like they were. She wondered if Esme had gone over to the other world.
Isadora walked up to Alice's room again and walked in. "Alice…" She said as she walked up to her. It hurt Isa to know that Alice was in pain. She considered her a sister. They had shared so much when they knew each other before. "…I'm sorry Alice. I should have never asked him to leave with me."
Alice sat on the small couch in her room and shook her head. "It was no one's fault. If there should be anyone to blame it should be me. I was the one that didn't see her plan. I was the one everyone was depending on. Jasper trusted me with the numbers I gave him. I had assured him time and time again that 18 was as big as the newborns were going to get…but I failed, I failed." She repeated to herself. She stood up and paced around her room not knowing what to do. Life, or whatever it was she was living, was over without Jasper.