Alices pov
Emmett stunned me once again with his beauty. I'd seen him in the sunlight before but, today was the day I realized he was more beautiful than Jasper. More beautiful than Edward. Anybody. He was an angel. A god. I watched him sparkle, his light blue jean blazer flowing around his perfectly sculptured chest, how I would die to reach out and touch him. His jet black hair perfectly slicked back, not even the wind disturbing its beauty. He reached out and touched my face, I stood motionless, scared to make any move, in fear he would let go.
"Mary Alice, I love you more than anything." He traced the outline of my lips, and I smiled under his fingertips. If I could blush, I'd be scarlet red. The rustling of the leaves came just seconds later, as the perfect stone figure stepped out from the trees.
"Hello Alice. Emmett." Jasper surprised me; I thought he didn't love me.
"I just came to pay ya'll your regrets," I didn't understand what he meant. He reached into his pocket, and my eyes widened at the sharpened dagger he held in his hand.
"Alice, you've never respected me. While I'm away you choose to get knocked up by an imbecile. It's time you learned not to stab your boyfriend in the back, especially since I have been working for the Volturi." I stood in shock. Then it all came to me. He's been away, doing Aro's dirty work. Now I knew what he was going to do.
"Emmett, run!" I screeched. It was too late. Jasper pounced on Emmett's back and brought the knife to his neck. I watched the head roll to the ground, tears rolling down my face as Jasper thre the match. I watched the flames dancing around the body, my life just tearing apart. He killed him. Emmett was dead. They wanted me, and know Emmett's dead, because of me.
There was only one thing I could do to save Edward. Jasper HAD to be killed.