I knew this would happen. I knew it. But he didn't listen. Bella, oh poor, Bella…
She was curled up in the center of the meadow. She was asleep, but not still.
"Edward, no—Edward, please!"
She was writhing in the grass now, tears cascading down her face. Moonlight was pooling on her cheeks, and it took everything in me not to go to her.
"I love you," she whispered.
I sat there for hours, just underneath the trees, watching her. How could he have ever done this to her? He must have realized that she wouldn't simply forget…
Still, it was astonishing. I first saw the vision of Bella being loaded into an ambulance…and then I saw her running. I knew it wasn't right to come from some small corner of my mind. If she was running, she was okay, but, I ignored the warning. This place…it seemed familiar, somehow. From a vision, perhaps? I could see from her, that it held significance.
"Alice," she was saying. My head snapped up and I rose, walking forward a couple of steps. She hadn't said my name before now…
"Alice," she pleaded, "Please." She tossed over again and then screamed.
I was about a foot away from her now.
"Bella…" I whispered.
I sank down in the grass beside her, wet from her tears. "Alice."
"Yes, Bella?" I murmured. For the smallest fraction of a second, I wished she really could hear me…that she could know…Her eyes remained closed, but she turned her small body towards me. I could see how ill she looked.
"Alice," she murmured.
"Yes, Bella?"
"I love him, Alice."
Before I realized what I was doing, I had gathered Bella into my arms, her body hanging limply over my legs.
"I know, Bella," I murmured.