Chapter 3
A/N Thanks to all those people without whose support this story wouldn't be written.
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight
Jasper looked at me obviously wondering if we should go look for Cynthia now or later, "Can we go now?" I asked and he nodded. The search for Cynthia proved very difficult because I didn't know her married name but soon I saw an old man who looked about the age Cynthia would be now. "Excuse me" I called and he turned "I'm looking for a Cynthia Brandon" I told him as he looked surprised.
"Mary" he whispered
"No I'm her granddaughter" I told him and he looked disappointed and pointed towards Cynthia's house.
Jasper and I began the long walk towards Cynthia's rundown cottage I was glad we'd dressed casually. I was wearing a simple green sundress and Jasper was wearing black dress pants and a pale blue dress shirt. As we got closer we noticed a young girl about 5 with dark hair and beautiful green eyes. "Hello is Cynthia there?" I asked the girl in a calm lilting voice and behind me Jazz laughed.
"Liz come inside now." screamed a young woman as she rushed to pick up the little girl.
"Ms. I'm Alice and this is Jasper my boyfriend" I told the woman
"What do you want?" the woman said rather harshly "you rich people come around begging my mother to sell her land I can't believe the contractors sent 2 kids this time."
Behind me Jasper growled to low for her to hear and sent out calming rays, "I'm hear to see Cynthia, my grandmother was her sister" I said faking a tiny sob.
"Oh, sorry I'm Mary, Cynthia's daughter" said Mary and welcomed us into her house. Cynthia sat on a wheelchair near the back of a dingy kitchen as we walked I had another vision The clock struck 12 and pale sunshine shone in the dark, dusty kitchen I looked at the clock 11:59 and grabbed Jasper pulling him into the shade to avoid the sparkling that would result if sunshine touched our skin,
Cynthia gestured for us to take a seat in a windowless living room and we sat down. "My grandma died three years ago and I've been trying to find out about her past ever since" I told Cynthia and she looked surprise when she suddenly caught sight of my face.
"You look so much like Mary; she was an amazing young girl. She was four years older than me and my role model" Cynthia began and Jasper and I listened intently "One day Cynthia wasn't her usual bubbly self and she became so sick she was hospitalized, she wouldn't eat or drink anything and became so thin. She would get headaches and faint so often that the doctors didn't want her out of their sight. I was only 8 but I remember it like it was yesterday. My mother never liked Mary much and said she was pretending to get attention but my father was so worried he spared no expense to help her" Mary gasped as Cynthia told her story and Jasper prodded me in the back to remind me not to sit so still and I began to fidget to with Jasper's hands as Cynthia continued "Once Mary got back from the hospital she was very thin and pale almost white often she would get very bad headaches and be stuck in bed again but then one day I went to the creak after my mother warned me the ice wasn't strong enough and I fell in but my dad came and saved me apparently Mary had had a vision that I was in trouble but no one believed her. Mom called them lucky guesses and dad ignored them. A few days later my mom called Dr. Barnes a very rude man who had opened a mental hospital, Mary cried when they took her away. Whenever we would visit Mary she looked sicker and sicker, she had dark circles under her eyes and bruises all over, and they kept her in a dark room and shocked her every time she had a vision. There was a doctor at the mental hospital named Calvin who told me I would help Mary get out, then 3 days later they found his body and Mary was gone believed dead." Cynthia finished crying, and I stared at her.
Suddenly a wave of nausea hit another vision Edward faced the Pacific Ocean phone clutched in his pale hand, "I can't stay her anymore" he said and dove into the ocean swimming south towards South America I snapped out of it and felt Jasper's hand on my shoulder, "Cynthia do you believe that Mary had visions?" I asked
"Yes" Cynthia said quietly "Why Alice?"
"Jasper call Edward please, he's going to South America" I told Jasper while Mary and Cynthia looked at me. Jasper took the phone from my hand and walked deeper into the living room "I also have visions" I told Cynthia who looked astonished
"How?" Cynthia asked
"That's how I found out you lived here" I said
"Mary could you get the box from the attic" Cynthia told her daughter "Alice I have something for you" she told me