Omg. How'r y'all? Check out Chapter Two of A Visit To The Past. By Alice676. I don't own.
Alice
"You know, staring at me won't do you any good." I told them. Jasper rolled his eyes and moved closer to me. Edward scrunched his eyes real tight, like whatever someone was thinking was really pissing him off. Or someone was thinking something dirty. As if on cue, a thump sounded from Emmett and Rose's room. "Shut up!" I heard Bella yell. The only answer was a smashing of a vase. "I just bought that!" I yelled. Another smash. "Stop breaking my house!" Esme yelled. Silence. Leave it to the mother figure to shut everyone up, I thought. Jasper looked at me, his expression expectant. "Listen, I don't know what to do. How about we wait until another si-" I was cut off when my expression went blank and my vision was clouded, but instead of a vision my mind clouded with darkness, and I fainted. I think.
I woke up underneath this real nice apple tree. It was just in bloom, so the white flowers looked flawless in the early dawn. This time it wasn't raining, it was really sunny. Without a second thought, I stepped out into the sun. I quickly checked to see if I was sparkling. Nothing. That's good, I thought. I went on walking down the road, looking for the cream coloured house that had once been mine. I had been visited by 'me' a couple of times, telling me where to go when I came. I had no idea what frame I was in, and where Cynthia was, but she always seemed to want to talk. Always. I approached the house. I dashed up the steps and knocked on the door. The door flew open and I was greeted by none other than Cynthia. She was a very nice and sweet, but she was always talking. This most of been one of the older frames. "Hi. Who are you here for, ma'am?" She asked politely, but her eyes were burning with jealousy. Who was she jealous of? I wondered. "Mary Alice. Please." I replied in a courteous tone. She smiled and nodded. "Mary! Door!" She yelled. "Coming!" and "Don't yell!" Came from upstairs at the same time. "You can come in now." Cynthia guided me in. She looked nervous. Mary ran downstairs and almost tripped. "Who's here for me?" She asked. Cynthia shrugged and left then, and I sat down on the dusty couch no one used. Mary plopped next to me and turned to me. "Oh, I've been expecting you for quite a while. Number eighteen told me to watch for you." She said. Number eighteen was me when I was eighteen. Someone I wasn't looking forward to visiting. She was packed away in the eighteenth frame, in the asylum. "What do I have to do?" I asked her, "Oh, and don;t go all cryptic riddles on me. That's annoying." I said. "Fine. But if there's something I can't tell you I have to go all cryptic message. Sorry!" She added when she saw my face. I rolled my eyes. "Okay, so what do I have to do?" I asked. "Your allowed to bring only two people with you. You have to tell me who your bringing, or else they'll get kicked out." She said. "Just Jasper." She nodded, her eyes unfocused for a minute. "Your bringing that other girl?" She asked. I looked at her, confused. "What other girl?" I asked. "Look." She said. I took a glance into the future. Nessie was there with us, her head cocked to the side as Jasper said something to her and I paced around the room we were in. "I wasn't planing on bringing Ness, but if she sneaks in and I don't notice I guess I don't have a choice, so if she comes, she comes, 'kay?" I told her. She nodded. "You know how to get here, right? 'Cause I don't." She said. Cynthia came bounding down the stairs, tears in her eyes. "Mary! Mother says you have to go. Now." Her voice broke several times, and she burst out in tears. Mary turned to look at me. "I'm sorry." And the picture faded.
I awoke with a gasp. Surprisingly, I was sweating. I mean really surprising. Jasper was bent over me, brushing my hair away from my eyes, and he was placing kisses all over my face. I sat up straight and gasped as if I was a human who had just run a marathon. I put my hand up to my forehead. "It seems, that when I have these visits, I turn human." I panted. "Seems so." Jasper said quietly. I looked at him. He was staring at the floor. "What's wrong?" I asked. We were up in our room, something I just noticed. We were alone, so maybe he would open up and talk. "It's, nothing. It's just that whenever you have one of these 'visits' you start freaking out. You breath all crazy like and sometimes just stop breathing. You sweat, which is just plain weird, and you thrash around and scream like your feeling some fierce pain. It's... scary." He finished. He looked at me sadly. I just looked right on back. I had no idea what to say. "I know. It's stupid." He said. "It's not." I said, having to drag the words out of my seemingly frozen jaw. "But it is! I'm telling you I don't like you doing something you can't help." He said, slapping his forehead. "You had better always tell me how you feel." I warned him. He looked at me. I let out a breath I wasn't aware I'd been holding. "Nessie's in trouble." I said. He looked at me, and looked grateful for the change of subject. He let out a long breath and smiled slightly at me. "She's going to sneak along with us, when we go." I said. "That's fine, but we better tell Edward and Bella, so she doesn't get herself in to much trouble. And when are we going anyway?" He asked. A vision flashed by my eyes quickly. "Tomorrow." I said easily. "Do we have to go so soon?" He asked, looking at me worriedly. "If we don't go tomorrow, we'll never go! And think of it, once we go, the visits will stop!" I said. He made a face. "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't realize..." I trailed off, crawling on my hands and knees across the bed over to him. He looked at me sadly and I placed a kiss on his pouting lips. He held me there and we were still kissing when the door burst open. "Hey, aunt A-" I looked up to see Nessie with a look of pure horror and shock. "Oh, uh, I, um, never mind!" She shouted, and ran out as fast as her legs would take her, her cheeks turning three shades of red. I laughed, and rolled off of Jasper. "That was.... Too good!" I said between giggles. I hit my fist on the ground, nearly putting a hole through the floor. "Did you know?" Jasper asked. "No. I was a little preoccupied, you know." I said. He rolled his eyes and pulled me back to him for another round.
Nessie
I was looking for my make-up bag. I know it's here somewhere... I thought. "Why don't you ask your aunt Alice, I'm sure she would know." My dad called. I rolled my eyes, and narrowly avoided thinking of telling him off in my mind. It wasn't really something you got used to. "I'll ask her in a minute! I think it's in here!" I shouted back. Dad chuckled, and I wondered what was so funny. When I didn't find my make-up bag in mom's room, the basement, or the bathroom, I decided to ask aunt Alice. She always told me that if I lost it, that I would be in big trouble, mainly because she wanted me to learn how to use it properly, and because the bag itself cost three hundred bucks and I knew ow mom felt about expensive things. I walked back upstairs and down the second hallway on the right to Alice and Jasper's room. In the new house, there was a lot more rooms, which led to way more hallways. I made sure I had the right door. I did. I pushed open the door and kept my eyes on the floor, scanning for my make-up bag. It was there. "Hey, Aunt A-" I looked up. Alice was sitting on top of Jasper, looking at me as if she was trying her best not to burst out laughing. Jasper had just a bit of Alice's lipstick on his lips. I almost puked. It was almost as bad as seeing your parents make-out. "Oh, uh, I, um, never mind!" I ran out of there as fast as possible. I heard Alice hit the floor as she laughed, and I turned another shade of red. I heard other people laughing to. My mom came bounding down the stairs. She smiled. "So, you just walked in on Alice and Jasper, huh?" She asked. I looked at my hands turning yet another shade of red. "Oh trust me, they won't bug you about it, and anyways, at least you didn't see what I saw when I walked in on them." She told me. I looked at her, half snarling half embarrassed. "And what did you see, that was so much worse than that?" I asked. She just laughed, walking out. I suddenly got a mental image of what she was talking about, and I nearly puked my guts up. "Thanks so much!" I shouted. I heard everyone in the house laugh. Alice came down stairs. I tried to look away when I noticed her shirt was a little twisted. She noticed this and fixed it. "Your coming with us tomorrow." She said, plopping herself down next to me on the couch. I nodded. "Yep, I was planning on surprising you, but hey! Who cares?" I said sadly. Alice let out a huff. "Why do I make everyone so sad?!" She yelled. I looked after her as she ran out the door. I hadn't meant to hurt her feelings. I got up and was about to follow her when Jasper came bounding down the steps and he warned me to stay here. I reluctantly sat down. He ran out the door after Alice, and I watched as he veered towards the forest. "Why do I upset everyone so?" I asked myself, talking as if I were from some old book like Alice's Adventures In Wonderland. I sighed and grabbed the blanket that was on the end of the couch and fell asleep almost instantly, and if I dreamed, I didn't remember it.
Alice
Running through the forest really helped with all the stress, I found. I almost hit a tree while I was wrapped up in my thoughts. I laid beneath one of the big willow trees, something you only find near the middle of the forest here. I lay there, staring up at the sky. Rain started coming down. I sighed and flipped onto my back. "I'm so bored. And I make everyone sad." I said. I was suddenly sucked into a vision. It was one of the painful ones to. I tried to pull out, and realized I couldn't. Something warm filled my eyes and spilled out my cheeks. Everything was blurry and nothing was clear. The pain hit hard as flashes raced through my mind, going at hyper speed. I screamed.
Jasper
Her shrill scream filled the night air. Had she even realized the time? I wondered. I ran faster, following her scent trail. I could see her now. She was thrashing around and screaming. She looked like she was feeling so much pain that she was about to die. She dropped to her knees and spit something red out of her mouth. I ran as fast as possible, and in a matter of seconds I was at her side. I tried to guide her head so she would look at me. She wasn't breathing. I guided her head towards me. I looked in her eyes. They were still the same familiar black, but what filled her eyes like tears was red. It was blood.
Blood. Creepy. Omg. Scary, just, wrong. Ugh. Ugh. Well. Review.