Alice's point of view
I watched her scream out in pain. Oh god. What had I done?
I knew Edward would kill me, perhaps not physically, but definitely emotionally. Her screaming had continued for a few hours now. And now it seemed as though she had passed out. I noticed her body reactions were already beginning to slow down. That was unusual. That usually didn't happen for about, at least, 24 hours. Not that I had the opportunity to watch many transformations, but it was quite different from the other ones I had witnessed.
I felt awful. I had just killed Bella. But it was what she wanted. It was what I had wanted. It was what Carlisle, and Esme, Rosalie, Emmet, Jasper and I had wanted. Edward, I knew, wanted it as well. I could sense that, or rather, Jasper could sense that, and he would tell me.
I loved Jasper. Rosalie loved Emmet. And Bella loved Edward. Jasper could sense how much I loved him, Emmet had yet to realize how much Rosalie kept after him, but Edward...
It seemed to me as though Edward didn't realize how much Bella loved him. I didn't understand why. She was obviously willing to go through the changes, but Edward just couldn't realize it.
It reminded me to call Jasper. He picked up after the second ring. "Alice?"
"Hi Jasper," I chirped. I knew I needed to sound chipper, or like my usual self. I didn't want Jasper mixing with my emotions right now. Of course, he would never do that, since he had told me he'd never do it. But I could never be too sure.
"Jasper," I started. "Could you come over. It's kind of urgent. And bring some clothes for the both of us. Love you."
"Alice," he sounded confused. "Why?"
"I'll explain when you get here. Just do it quick. And don't tell Esme or Carlisle, I'll talk to them."
"Alice," he cried. "What have you done?"
"Nothing sweety," I rang. "Just come to Bella's house. Okay?" I didn't wait for a reply. Instead I said "Love you lots, K? Bi," before he could reply, and hung up.
I called Carlisle after. I knew I couldn't call Esme, she would probably tell Edward by mistake or he'd read her mind. I knew I'd have to take Bella's clothes with me though, and make sure Edward didn't see her for at least two weeks. I didn't care no matter how much they both complained. I knew Edward wouldn't be ready for awhile.
Carlisle could also block Edward from his mind pretty easily, not that Edward would really bother to look in. My mind always confused Edward, since it was really "scrambled" as he would say. Carlisle, being his maker or something, did not have Edward focus on his mind easily, because according to Edward, it was pretty difficult to draw something from it.
"Alice?" Carlisle asked.
"Hi Carlisle,' I began. "I have a sort of problem right now. Jasper and I are going away for awhile. We have Bella with us. Please don't..."
"Alice," he cut in. "What have you done?" Apparently I'm irresponsible, and too hasty to make decisions that require a lot of "thought processing" as my supportive little family claims.
"Nothing Carlisle! Just trust me for once," I cried. "It's important, but just tell Edward, when he comes, that we took Bella for awhile to cheer her up. We'll be gone for two weeks, tops. Okay?"
"Alice..."
I didn't wait for him to reply either. "Just don't ask. Tell Esme what I just told you. See you in two weeks, K? Bi." I shut the phone.
He was there within five minutes.
I heard the door slam. "Alice?" Jasper asked, as he came in. He didn't ask any more though when he saw Bella's body on the ground. He understood.
"Did she ask for it?" he asked.
"Of course," I scuffed. "Do you really think I would kill her if she hadn't asked?"
"Sorry," he added hastily. "Wasn't thinking."
I rolled my eyes in response. "Just, can you please calm her down. She was, um...screaming awhile ago. And now she's..."
I didn't get to finish though. Because just in the middle of it, Jasper interrupted me.
"Dead," he finished.
"What?" I asked. Being a cold-one, as they said, I shouldn't have trouble with my hearing. "Sorry. I didn't hear you," I said.
He was staring at her, intently. It was as though he hadn't heard me. I smacked him hard at the back of his head. "What is it?"
"I can't calm her Alice. She's dead."