A/N Originally this story was simply going to be a one shot. However, due to the fact that the original received so much positive intake and there have been a few reviewers asking for more, I have decided to add some more par their requests. Well on with the story.

Disclaimer: I only own the plot and even then that's only partially mine.

Alice's POV

I couldn't believe that Edward was actually dead. It had all happened so fast.

Flashback

After I had left Bella, I raced down the hole and into the atrium. It wasn't very hard really, as there weren't many twists or turns to worry about getting lost in. But even as I ran I knew I would be too late. I had already seen what would happen as soon as the Volturi decided. I had hoped to reason with them, but, much like any other royal, the Volturi always got what they wanted. They were going to kill Edward in the only way possible, by burning him in the fire. I knew I would be too late, yet I kept racing anyways, throughout the winding tunnels until I finally came up to a vast atrium. There stood the Volturi, watching as their henchmen dragged an unfighting Edward into the fire. I tried to run over to him. "Edward! Edward!" I screamed. He just looked at me and said "Bella's gone. I have nothing left to live for." He smiled. "I'm not going to live without her, Alice. She's my life, my existence." He said plaintively.

"You idiot!" I screamed. "Bella is standing outside of the entrance to get in here! She's alive, stupid! She never died!" A look of confusion passed his perfect face. "But I talked to Jacob. He said Charlie was at the funeral. I know Jacob doesn't like us, but would he really lie about something so serious?" By now the Volturi had stopped dragging him to the immense fireplace that was obviously made for this sole purpose. "No, Charlie was at the funeral of one of the Quileutes. Bella was there with her, then you called and he thought you were Carlisle. He figured you already knew about Harry Clearwater's death so he didn't bother to tell you whose funeral it was."

He looked at me in disbelief. "You mean Bella's alive?"

I gave an exasperated sigh to disguise the sobs that were threatening to wrack my body. I knew the Volturi would only let this go on for so long, and Edward did too. Finally Marcus stepped in. "Alice! What a pleasure to see you! I would suggest saying goodbye to your good friend Edward. Shame really that he has to die, but he did blatantly break the rules, therefore he will have to suffer the consequences."

I bent over onto my knees. "Marcus" I begged. "Marcus please. Please, don't do this. Marcus, I'm begging you." After that I gave up disguising my dry sobs and fell to the floor at his feet, crying.

"Now, now Alice. Just take it all in stride. Keep your chin up." I looked up from my sobbing up to his face. His face was one of mild interest, mixed with disgust, at my childish behavior. Then I heard a howl. I turned to the fireplace. The Volturi's goons were tearing off Edward's limbs and tossing them into the fire. Soon everything attached to Edward's torso other than his head was tossed into the fire and the screams suddenly stopped. All that was left of Edward was a sweet-smelling purple smoke. Marcus turned to me and said "I suggest you go tell Carlisle and the rest of your coven this sad turn of events." I turned to leave. "And Alice? I truly am sorry." I just turned and dashed back to Bella.

End flashback

Ever since then Bella's done nothing but mope around in school. Her body's there. Her mind's there. But, her soul and all reason to live is gone. All throughout school people would stare and point, looks of pity on their face. Every time it happened Emmet turned and growled at them. We usually just took her home after school and someone stayed with her. Everyone who stayed with her reported back that she just lay on her bed, listless after doing her homework and I ended up having to stay with her at night. Eventually though she didn't want anybody with her. Neither after school or at night. She lost weight and looked worse than any average supermodel. Charlie tried to get her to eat. He called me over to help her eat but to no avail. Poor Bella was just wasting away and there was absolutely nothing that we could do about it.

School soon let out for the summer and Bella begged me regularly to take her to Edward's memorial in LA. Every day we went, Bella would walk over to the memorial and collapse on the ground by the headstone. She was aware that Edward's ashes weren't there but I guess she felt some sort of closeness to him while curled up at her headstone. The circles under her eyes were almost as bad as ours are. I told her that she should take some kind of medicine, but she told me she didn't want t sleep because of the dreams. She didn't go into detail but when she talked about it around Jasper, he told me to never talk about it again. He said he got a taste of all of the sadness she felt when she dreamed. And the horror that she held for those dreams was incredible for someone as seemingly unemotional as her.

The summer crawled along. Every once in a while Bella would disappear for a few hours. She still wore short sleeves, so it wasn't as if she was cutting. I guess she probably fell into a fitful sleep somewhere. One time Jacob came to visit her. He was so disgusted at her that she still moped around. He never came back and it only served to push her into a deeper depression. Charlie had a field day when that happened. He called Billy and cussed Jacob out for hurting his daughter so bad.

Towards the end of it all I started getting visions of Bella in different suicide situations. I couldn't understand it. Was life really so awful that she truly wanted to leave it forever? I didn't understand it. First I had an image of her with a razor at her throat. Then I saw her drinking bleach. Then I was assailed with image after image, almost as if she didn't want me to see what she was actually doing. Eventually the images settled to one of Bella swallowing pills. Pills? Where did she get those? I had assumed that she would have to convince Charlie to buy her some pills. However, I soon realized that my relief was short-lived. I suddenly remembered Charlie saying something about how he had gotten the doctor to prescribe some pills to help her sleep, and how they hadn't been working. I then realized that she never took the pills because she was afraid of the dreams. I had to find her quickly. In the vision she was sitting at Charlie's kitchen table. I raced over to her house on foot not caring if Charlie had seen me; I just had to get to her quickly. I reached her house and opened the door. She had left it open. Probably expecting me. I thought grimly. There was Bella, with an empty bottle of pills next to her. She had her eyes closed and was smiling serenely. I ran over to her.

"Bella? Bella! Bella what are you doing? What's wrong with you? Why are you doing this?" I begged her.

She just smiled at me and said "I cant live without him anymore. Can't you see Alice? My soul's already dead. I'm just leaving my body so that I can be with Edward."

I pleaded with her. "Bella, Edward will be mad at you for leaving everyone. And what about Charlie?"

"Edward will be glad that I'm there with him. And Charlie will do OK. You guys can live without me. You all still have your loves. I don't, he's gone, and so I'm going to join him. I'm sorry Alice, I guess you'll have to find a new doll huh?" I smiled through my dry sobs. She hadn't cracked a joke since he died. I guess it only made sense for the old Bella to appear when she was about to leave us forever.

"I know. I-I'm just gonna miss you. You're the best mortal friend I ever had." I gave her a sad smile.

She giggled and said "And you're the best vampire friend I ever had. I love you Alice. I'll miss you." Her eyes finally closed.

A/N I know that the conversation was short in the first chapter but I thought it would be cute if I put this conversation in there.