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Chapter 14

BPV

Alice's car was the first in a series of very odd events to happen to us over the next few weeks. Nothing major happened…but there was a lot of small things. Alice lost her wallet and found it in lost and found…just to find that all her money had been stolen…so about $100 was missing. My gym locker was broken into and cleaned out…but fortunately for me I somehow managed to lock my purse in the my truck without my keys in it by accident…Rosalie said that she'd hold on to them for me until it was time to leave. I was weirded out because they even stole my socks…really who steals socks? About a week after that Edward's car was keyed and someone spread a nasty rumor that the reason why the boys moved away from Alaska was because Jasper had multiple STDS and caused an outbreak at their old high school. The only ones that weren't targeted yet were Emmett and Rosalie. They probably valued their life too much to even think about putting Rose on their hit list. Possibly the same with Emmett. Alice began to suspect sabotage when they were testing the lighting for the play and all the lights exploded because the light bulbs had gunpowder inside …but we honestly didn't know who it was. I mean it could have been anyone. But that was in the back of our minds as we went to the second to last rehearsal. Alice had big plans…she was going to show the cast their costumes and make on the spot alterations. I was kinda nervous about this…knowing Alice she would treat this play as a runway show. She had gotten everyone's sizes weeks ago. The minute rehearsals started Alice was handing out plastic wrapped clothes. Rosalie looked at her.

"What…I couldn't sew all the costumes myself in the time needed and I was kind of busy. I may of made a tiny phone call to Grandma Swan's designer friends. I now owe them all free manicures and pedicures for a month." Alice said dumping enough bags in Rose's hands for a costume change each scene. She then did the same with me.

"Jesus Alice…I only need one costume." Rosalie groaned.

"Nonsense…you are one of the main characters Rose in a play that's supposed to cram a very long times pan into one evening. It would look weird if you didn't change." Alice disagreed.

" now Bella…I have one more costume for you…you'll have to come with me though since its hidden in a special place." Alice said. She then turned towards the crowd.

"Alright everyone…LISTEN UP!…this our second to last rehearsal….I have to step out for a minute…WHEN I GET BACK ANYONE WITH ALTERATIONS COME SEE ME…AFTER THAT WE ARE HEADING OFF TO THE AUDITORIUM…THE ENTIRE SET HAS ALREADY BEEN MOVED THERE." Alice called.

"Alright…lets get a move on…Rose you can come too…I want you guys to see my masterpiece!" Alice clapped walking out the gymnasium doors.

" alright I know I'm acting like a nut right now-" Alice started up.

"That's an understatement." Rosalie mumbled under her breath.

"but you have to understand…I couldn't risk anything. See there's these four dresses that I've been working on…three of which are our prom gowns since well lets just say that I have a feeling that I'm not going as Charlies best friend's son Alex from out of town ( Alice grilled at me…I hadn't gotten around to telling them yet…I mean it wasn't that important anyways…friends take each other to the prom right?). All are absolutely stunning…but that's besides the point. The fourth dress is the most important dress of the play…actually the most important costume of the play. I couldn't risk anything happening to it or any of them for a matter of fact and the textiles teacher was nice enough to hide them for me in that no longer in use classroom that's connected to the textiles room. it's the last place that anyone will look. She dropped the keys off to me on her way out." Alice said.

" I'm really excited about this…I cant believe that this is actually happening." Alice added on.

"When you walk in your going to only see this dress…the other ones aren't going to be visible because I want you guys to be surprised when prom rolls around. Oh hell Bella when are you just going to come out and say that Edward already asked you to be his prom date…cause I know he did!" Alice said.

"How in the hell did you know that?" I gasped.

"What?" Rosalie asked shocked.

" Lets just say that I have my ways!" Alice smiled creepily.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Rosalie asked.

"I didn't see it as that important…its not a big deal really." I said.

" are you kidding me…not a big deal!" Alice growled.

"Rosalie goes to plenty of dances with guys …and she's still single!" I countered.

"its not for a lack of trying!" Rosalie grunted to herself.

" you know that's not true…anyways back to the task at hand. I knew your size and I found a manikin that fit the bill exactly." Alice said as we arrived at the textiles room. Alice put the key in the door. She turned the lights on and we went to the adjoining door. We were swallowed in blackness before Alice flipped the switch. I then went into complete shock. Sitting in the room was one of the most amazing dresses that I had ever seen. It was a floor length soft ,navy blue, silk halter top that flowed out from just above the hip. There was no flash whatsoever on it…the dress had enough character that it didn't need it.

"Holy shit Alice!…its gorgeous!" I exclaimed.

" if you like that…wait till you get a load of your prom dress." Alice smiled while taking the dress off the hanger and making me try it on. It fit like a glove. Alice truly was a genius when it came to stuff like this. I could see plans formulate in Alice's mind.

"Damn Bella it looks great on you…Alice I cant believe that you designed that in this short amount of time. You really know your stuff. Okay if that's just for one scene … I'm curious to know what our prom dresses look like." Rosalie gasped.

" perfect!" Alice smiled to herself before I went back to change into my regular clothes. Alice placed the dress in a garment bag when I came back.

"is that the reason why you were always hovering and hiding your sketch book?" Rosalie asked curiously.

" I wanted it to be a surprise…I mean I already blew it a little when I told Bella that the dress was going to be blue…I didn't want anyone knowing more then that." Alice said.

" if you could design something like that…Alice your definitely going to make it as a fashion designer…when you become rich…don't forget us little people!" Rosalie said.

"oh stop…what makes you guys think that I would even leave you behind…I was actually going to ask you guys to model my clothes…make it a family affair." Alice said. Should of seen that one coming.

" Why am I not surprised." Rosalie said to herself. Alice didn't hear her.

" think about how much fun we could have…and you guys could still do what you want to do but have an extra source of income coming in." Alice said. Images of Alice sticking me with sewing needles came to mind…making me slightly cringe. But in a way she was right…and at least it would be Alice designing the clothes and not some stranger.

" we'll see Alice…lets just get through high school first before we run off and become supermodels." Rosalie said.

"Education smeducation…definitely would of dropped out and became famous a long time ago if Charlie and you hadn't stressed the importance of a good education." Alice rolled her eyes. Rosalie stared at her.

" you wont be saying that in a few years when your running a successful business!" Rose muttered to herself pissed.

The boys had come over to our house for dinner that evening. Charlie was going to go out with Billy Black on a double date. Charlie was okay with it after we explained that absolutely noting was going to happen. The only rule he had was that none of us was allowed to leave the town with out calling him first. The Port Angelus thing was still on his mind.

"Alright guys…I'm leaving now. If you need to call the police… station number is on the phone…anything else you know to call 911...but call me first. In case of emergency… gun is in the holder on the coat rack. Backup is locked in the safe in my bedroom…you guys know the combination. Tazer guns and mace are in your purses ." Charlie said

"We have tazer guns?" Alice asked.

" picked them up on my way home…I thought you knew…I know for a fact that Rose did. She's the one that gave me the idea." Charlie said. Rosalie looked away.

" What…I thought that he told you guys." Rosalie said. I was scared of Rosalie when she was mad and there wasn't a weapon in her hand. The thought of Rosalie with a weapon terrified me. I could tell that Alice and Edward were thinking the same thing.

"Oh and if all else fails…there's an axe under my bed. Stay safe guys!" Charlie said before grabbing his keys and leaving.

"Jesus Christ." Emmett whistled.

"Yeah…Charlies a little overprotective but its not like he's the only one." I said as Rosalie placed Charlies gun strap on herself before heading into the kitchen to get a soda.

"That's an understatement! he sleeps with a gun…and an axe! Oh well…at least we know we can defend the fort if someone breaks in…though I think GI. Jane over there could take care of business with just her hands." Alice rolled her eyes while pointing at Rose as she walked back to the room. Rosalie scowled at Alice for a second.

" no one in their right mind would break into this place…they'd have to be crazy to break into the house of Charlie! that's just like holding up a sign saying 'arrest me now!' and even if they did they would have to surgically remove my foot from their ass." Rosalie said plopping down on the couch next to Emmett. I had to admit they seemed perfect for each other even if they weren't together…yet. An intruder would probably run away just from looking at Emmett.

"The scary part is that's probably true." Alice mumbled in my ear.

"Alright so when's the chicken going to be done?" Alice asked.

"at least not for another hour." I said.

"Okay…TV time then…guessing project runway is out of the question." Alice said going through the channels. Suddenly she froze. On the screen was a picture of two people who looked a hell of a lot like Alice.

"AND NOW THE BEGINNING OF THE BRANDON'S: THE FALL OF AN AMERICAN FAMILY" The narrator read as the words played out across the screen. Alice, Rose and I stared at each other in shock. I had known specific details since I was there and we gave Rose a general description ( Enough to know that Alice's parents lost custody of her but not enough to know why). This was the story of Alice's family.

"Aaron Brandon was a local boy…born and raised in Biloxi. He was the son of the richest family in the city. At the age of 18 he married his high school sweetheart…Chantal Williams, the only daughter of another wealthy family. Aaron graduated college and became a well known stockbroker…though he still resided in the city. Chantal ever the homemaker devoted her days to sewing, cleaning, and cooking…"

"well at least Alice got one of those qualities!" Rosalie mumbled to herself.

" Then about 7 years into their marriage Chantal became pregnant with their only child…a daughter that they named Alice Mary" The narrator said as a picture of a young Alice appeared on the screen. The boys stared at Alice shocked.

"That was you?" Jasper gasped.

"Hey…that might not be me…you don't know that!" Alice said.

"sure…the child looks like you…it acts like you…and its name is ALICE ! your telling me that child isn't you…I'm not stupid Alice." Jasper said pointing to a home video playing of a little black haired girl squealing because she had just received her first sewing machine for Christmas…at like four years old.

"alright I'll admit it was me…I come from very rich blood." Alice gave in.

"What are you doing in Forks then?" Emmett asked.

"Funny…I could ask the same about you Emmett…your not exactly poor…besides it was my extended family that was rich…not my parents." Alice was cut off by the narrator.

"Aaron and Chantal quickly became the richest couple in Mississippi. At one point they were estimated to have been worth around 1.5 billion dollars."

"Oh yeah…your parents weren't rich…everyone is worth a billion dollars." Emmett snorted sarcastically.

"Friends of the family had traded rumors that the Alice may have had something to do with the family's quick wealth. They claim of her knowing things that no one could possibly know…such as the scores of a baseball game before the game was even played. Aaron was a known gambler and friends began to notice that he would always win big at the events he took his daughter to. One friend even asked Aaron if he could take Alice to an event to see if he could win himself. Aaron admittedly refused yet showed up with Alice there himself. At the trial the family admitted that Alice had a type extra sensory perception that caused her to gain insight on the future. They claimed that it was genetic through Chantal's family…though Chantal was not gifted herself." The narrator said. Rose and I turned towards Alice. I didn't know she was physic.

"you never told us your physic!" Rosalie said.

" That was a different lifetime…I saw the consequences of my gift and I didn't want that happening again so I chose not to say anything. But I do still see things." Alice said.

"Well that explains how you know things that no body tells you. I was beginning to wonder whether you planted stuff on us." Rosalie said.

" Things began to deteriorate for the Brandon's a decade ago on St. Patrick's day of all days. Child protection services had received what was determined to be a credible tip that their daughter was being abused and promptly took custody of the child. She was risked off to location that is still undetermined at this point." they said.

"alright since the cat is out of the bag I might as well tell you the whole story then." Alice said.

Flashback.

APV

I was in the kitchen crying my eyes out and holding an ice pack to my eye. My parents had gotten mad at me because I had given them the wrong numbers for the basketball game. Ever since I could remember I saw things that usually wound up happening later on. But sometimes they didn't and that always resulted in my parents striking me which was what happened today. My father had flipped out and punched me in the face. Just then I saw a shadow enter the room.

"Alice…you know what I'm going to say to you right…if you say anything to anybody about what happened some mean people will take you away from us…away from your sewing machine and your princess style bedroom with full bath. You wont get the things that we can provide for you…you'll be naked in the streets." my father said picking me up and placing me on the counter. He looked at my eye for a second.

"Damn it…its black again…the school nurse is sure to notice…alright if she asks you…we accidentally hit you in the face with a door." My father said. It was going to sound weird since we just used that excuse two weeks ago.

"you know that I don't mean to hurt you…but you need to be punished when you do wrong. You know that you should of never lied to daddy like that…that was a very bad thing." my father added. I never got it when he said that…daddy lies to mommy all the time…says that he doesn't look at other women when he most certainly does…he kissed a few of them the way he kisses mommy. A couple of times he disappeared into the bathroom with them while I had to wait out in the hallway…I knew something was up with them since I heard strange noises …and since he was going into the woman's rest room with them and coming out with lipstick on his face and unbuttoned pants. The girls hair would be messed up. I realized later that he was having full on affairs. I just looked at him and nodded.

The next day I was being dropped off from my father's limousine in front of my school. The back tinted window went down and my father stuck his head out with his new Gucci sunglasses.

"Have a good day Alice…and remember our little talk last night." My father waived as the limousine left me standing in the dust. I walked into my class and sat down. My teacher looked at me.

"Alice you know the rules…take the sunglasses off young lady." My teacher said.

"I'd rather keep them on thank you…sunglasses are in this year." I argued. Truthfully I felt really uncomfortable taking them off…my mother wouldn't let me wear her councilor this morning so my black eye looked really prominent.

" Alice…I don't want to argue with you …just take the sunglasses off." My teacher said.

"ugh…fine!" I shrugged lowering my sunglasses. I was immediately excused to the nurses office.

"hi Alice." The nurse said when the teacher dropped me off. I took a seat immediately.

"So Alice…how did this happen?" The nurse asked writing something down in her notebook.

" my parents and I were playing catch out in the back yard. I was playing the umpire and my father was at bat. He struck out and the ball hit me right in the face." I lied. I wasn't going to use that ' door hit me in the head' routine again. Dad would be proud if he heard that one.

"uh huh…Alice are you sure that's what really happened. I mean you can tell me anything if you need to…I'm here to help you." the nurse said.

"Why would I say that if it wasn't true." I said. I was freaking out. Why was I getting the third degree…I thought everyone went through the same thing.

"Alice…you don't have to lie to me. I know what's really going on…but I cannot help you until you tell me the truth. I can only do so much…I need your cooperation in order to help you." The nurse said. I looked at her.

" I have no idea what your talking about." I lied.

"actually I think you do…and a child like you should never be treated that way…it isn't right." the nurse said. I looked at her again

"Alright…I don't feel any fractures…your going to be okay." she said when she was done evaluating me.

"Can I go back?" I asked. The nurse waived me off.

I arrived home at my usual time that afternoon. I placed my book bag down and began to do some homework. I could hear my father get off the phone.

"So Alice…did you see anything important today?" My father asked walking up to me. I turned around and told him what I had seen that he seemed to find important. It mostly had to do with stock port folios…daddy explained it in a way that I could understand as I told him what I saw.

"Very good Alice." My father beamed giving me a five dollar bill. He was humming 'I'm in the money' as he picked the phone back up. I then remembered something.

"Daddy…who's Kevin?" I asked. My father slowly turned around.

"Why?" my father asked.

"Well cause I heard mommy on the phone the other night talking to her friend about him. I didn't know that we're from France." I said.

"We're not…why did you say that?" My father asked

"Well she said that she French kissed him." I answered. Next thing I knew I was knocked off my stool and on the ground as my father slapped me across the face.

"Don't you dare lie that about your mother ever again!" My father roared continuing the attack. I didn't understand what was going on…I only told him what I heard. I wasn't lying. Mommy came in a few minutes later as I was getting up.

"Guess you screwed up again…god cant you get anything right!" my mother said as my father got off of me. How messed up was that…daddy attacked me and that's her response? I looked at them for a second before running out of the room.

"oh great…now she's going to run off crying again…such a little brat…cant even take a hit!" My father said cold.

" your not going to believe the lie that she came up with about you…she said that you were cheating on me with some guy named Kevin…the little monster is trying to break us apart." daddy said half laughing half pissed.

"I hate that little bitch…god the only reason we keep her around is because of the money her visions bring us. If she didn't have the gift I would of dumped her ass a long time ago." my mother said. I was in disbelief. Those greedy people! It was then that the nurses words rung in my ears. I didn't deserve to be treated like this. Just because I would lose some of my things doesn't mean I should put up with this. I then did what I was taught to do in an emergency. I went to the phone and dialed 911.

"911" a female dispatcher said.

"Hi…I have a problem and I need some help." I said nervously.

"Is it an emergency?" The dispatcher asked.

"Yes." I answered.

"are you hurt?" the dispatcher asked.

"Yes." I said.

"I think I'm being abused." I finally came out and said.

"Oh Jesus." the dispatcher said. She put me on hold for a minute.

"Do you know your address honey?" the dispatcher asked. I promptly gave it to her.

"Are you sending people over?" I asked as I could hear sirens getting closer.

"Yes…don't worry honey…the good guys are coming over." the dispatcher said. To tell the truth I was actually relieved. Maybe I should of said something sooner. There was a knock on the door and I turned to see a police officer sitting there. My parents then strolled in.

"You little bitch…you ratted us out?" My mother quietly sneered as my father opened the door. The police officer's eyes darted towards my black eye and left cheek which still had the slap mark on it.

"Bring the paramedics in." he radioed before turning towards my parents

" alright sir… Madam…you understand that I have to arrest you for child abuse?" the officer said as a medic came in and looked at my face.

"are you kidding me…I would never touch my daughter! She fell!" My father snarled as he was placed in handcuffs. The officer looked at my face and rolled his eyes.

" are you injured anywhere else sweetheart?" the paramedic asked. I lifted up my shirt to reveal a huge bruise on my side.

" oh so you didn't do that." the officer said disbelieving. The medic then placed me on a stretcher.

"Alice baby…tell them we didn't hurt you…we didn't hurt her!" My father called as they followed us out till the ambulance.

" shut up!" the cop said throwing my father in the squad car. My mother was thrown in a separate one. The ambulance then took off.

I was released from the hospital a day later. A nice lady told me that my stuff was already packed in the car and that I would be heading to a new foster home today. I quietly got in the back of the tinted black SUV and rested my head against the window. It was then that I made a promise to myself not to tell anyone of my visions anymore. I knew that I couldn't block them but if I said something people might try to use it for themselves…just like my greedy parents. I wanted to be liked for me…and not because I was some freak who saw things that happened in the future. A little while later we pulled up to a white house. A brown haired brown eyed girl answered the door. She looked to be my age.

BPV

Charlie and I were staying at his friends house. They had argued that it would be better then staying in a hotel. They had just stepped to go grocery shopping when the doorbell rang . A woman and a man in suits were standing behind a small black haired and green eyed girl. She looked beat up…but who was I to judge…I was a big klutz.

"Hey little girl…is Mr. or Mrs. Fontaine home?" the woman asked. I turned.

"Charlie…someone's at the door looking for Peter and Charlotte!" I called. Charlie appeared behind me.

"if you're here to sell something…we aint buying." Charlie growled.

"No…we're child services…we were looking for Mr. or Mrs. Fontaine…we know we should of called…but our records show that they recently registered as foster parents and they currently have no foster children in the home. But if they're not around we can come back later." the man said.

"No no no…they'll be back shortly…they went grocery shopping. Come on in…my name's Charlie…I'm a close friend…why don't you guys just have a seat." Charlie said dragging the three strangers inside the house. The two adults sat down. The girl walked over to me.

"Hi…my names Alice!" she said energetically grabbing my hand and shaking it. She kind of reminded me of my cousin Clarence. He had a lot of energy too.

"My name's Bella." I beamed back.

"Do you live here?" Alice asked.

"No…I'm on vacation with my father." I said pointing to Charlie who was spying on us from over the woman's shoulder.

"Oh that's…uh pleasant." Alice said. Alice then eyed the Barbie doll in my hand.

"OOH…YOU LOVE BARBIES TOO!" Alice shrieked as we went off to play. By the end of the day Alice already felt like the sister I never had. I felt sorry for her when I heard what happened. Peter and Charlotte told us everything they knew when Alice went off to explore her new home. By the end of the week Charlie already filed the adoption papers. We decided not to stick around for the trial…the prosecutor said with all the evidence and Alice's sworn statements it wasn't necessary and Charlie didn't want her reliving it anyways.

End of flashback.

BPV

" OH MY GOD YOU POOR BABY…WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME!" Rosalie shrieked enveloping Alice in a hug.

"this is exactly the reason I didn't say anything." Alice said. Maybe Alice should of said something.

"Scumbags…please tell me that they didn't get off." Rosalie hissed.

" during the raid of the Brandon's place police also found evidence of leading to charges of 1 count murder and 1 count attempted murder for each of the defendants. This never before seen footage was shown at the trial…and directly resulted in the 200 year sentences for Aaron and Chantal Brandon." a colored security video of Alice's biological parents getting into their limo appeared on the screen. They looked dressed to the nines. Alice was nowhere to be found. Aaron took out a cell phone. Alice glared.

"I didn't know about this…who did they try to kill?" Alice asked

" I understand that killing her off could result in a temporary loss for me and Chantal…but we could gain in the sympathy factor. It will be a big bonus for us when I run for office…think about it…being the father of a tragically murdered daughter…hello gold mine! Might as well hand me the position already. Besides what we loose from Alice we could make up in donation drives… ' Help support the family of Alice Brandon'…we could do carnivals! What do you mean how do you do it?" Aaron asked. Chantal then grabbed the phone.

"Look just do it how you killed my mother…no body questioned it last time…burglary gone bad. Alice always wakes up to get some milk at midnight…kitchen door is left unlocked. Steal Aaron's wallet or my purse and no one will think twice about it. I can always have another kid so its no big deal." Chantal growled

"If the old woman was a cash cow when it came to inheritance and life insurance I can only imagine what the girl will bring." Aaron said in agreement.

" what do you mean your not killing a child…we are paying for your services…you will do whatever we say. Thank you." Chantal said hanging up the phone. She then turned to her husband.

"The little bitch will be taken care of." she smiled.

That's where the tape ended. All of us were staring horrified.

" and I thought my parents were bad…at least they didn't hire a hit man after me! Two hundred years is light…I say rip them apart limb by limb…absolutely disgusting!" Rosalie growled.

"I cannot believe that they actually killed my grandmother for money…then again I can. She had millions that they wanted. Explains why they didn't seem upset when she died." Alice shook her head.