Second Chances
Ever since turning immortal, Alice had experienced visions of Jasper. But visions were only possibilities. Days before she was set to meet him in '48, he committed suicide. Travelling to the Cullens on her own, she accepted that she'd be alone forever. But in 1995 she suddenly gets a vision of a man who looks like Jasper. How?
1948
The moment was approaching. She just knew it. She'd found the diner from her visions a couple of weeks ago, and had been visiting it every day since. The song that played in her vision had started appearing on the radio more frequently. The dress style everyone wore was alright. The only thing which needed fixing was the newspaper which didn't yet have the headlines she remembered.
If only she had seen the date on the newspaper in her vision, her razor sharp vision and immaculate memory made her visions clear and gave her the possibility of analysing all aspects of her visions, but if it wasn't featured in them, she couldn't know.
The clock ticked past the moment he was supposed to enter again. Another day, another no show.
Just as she left the diner her vision suddenly clouded. A pressing sensation against her temples told her a vision was imminent. She quickly raced towards an empty alley when it hit her in full strength.
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Red eyes.
Bloody lips.
Red drops running down across a chin.
Agony.
A body on the ground, a pink dress covered in blood.
A young girl.
Fear gripped Alice at the throat. She'd seen him before after a feeding. She knew the agony he experienced. It was only a matter of when he would finally crack, he'd been in a state of breaking for a long time now. He needed her.
He needed the Cullens.
He needed to stop being alone.
'Soon Jasper, soon. There's a solution to this', she whispered under her breath.
For the first time ever she got a vision immediately afterwards. It was dark. He was in an alley, across of another vampire. They were to enter a fight.
He usually won quite easily. She'd seen him fight in the 19th century. Surely, whoever ended up across of him would end up dead within a second?
The other vampire jumped. But Jasper didn't move.
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'No.'
The vision faded to black. Her heart thrummed in an odd way.
Something was terribly off.
She found herself in the alley again.
'Please just let it be a bad vision, please.'
Throughout the rest of the day she kept telling herself other visions hadn't come true either.
But it was of no use.
At 2.30 AM she felt a sensation aching to her heart dying. It was unlike anything she had ever felt before. Worse even than the feeling of her heart battling the venom and stopping.
When the pain stopped. Her heart suddenly felt off, as if only half of a whole still existed, as if a bond she hadn't even been aware of before, had snapped.
It was in that moment she knew she had lost her soulmate without even knowing him.
Marrying him in a teacup dress, driving to the Cullens in a Cadillac, supporting him through a slip of control, having him woo her with his old fashioned ways… Gone.
She'd never before felt the urge to cry in all of her immortal existence.
The discovery she couldn't shed a single tear for her lost future drove her to even more despair.
What was she to do?
'Goddammit Jasper, we were supposed to go to them together. You stole my future as well.'