Alices pov
I stood in my black dress next to Edward, in his tux. I vowed to never let anything else ever seem beautiful to me. Since the day of Jasper's ruing, I've been a completely different person. One nobody knew. I ran upstairs, in hope to be with Emmett alone. Now he was just ashes, nothing more. I shut the wooden door behind me, and walked over to the vase.
"I love you, Emmett, and I promise to kill him myself, for your sake." I promised so hard, my head began to throb. The tears rolled down my cheeks, knowing I had to get rid of him. My cell phone rang. Why was Jasper calling me? I took the phone to my ear.
"What do you want?"
"Alice, it's Aro. I hope you're very sad, I've killed your darling Jasper. He is dead, and you will never see him again." The line went dead.
The most unexpected phone call ever, but also the most pleasured. I felt a swarm of relief fly over me, then I looked back down at the vase. How could I live without him. He was my oxygen. My sun. My warmth. My only reason to stay alive. How can I stay alive for centuries, if my life has been taken from me? Everything was sorted out. Edward and Bella would take care of Alex for us, no doubt. They loved her like she was their own, and she loved them. I remember once she had accidently called Edward daddy. She would be fine. Edward had Bella to help him through, who needed me? I ran to Jasper's old room, and looked through his trunk until I found his old Civil war gun, and the ammo. I loaded it and ran back.
The last thing possible to do. No other solution came to me. I had to do it. For Emmett's sake. I loved him, and this was the only way I could be with him. A single tear ran down my face as I cocked the gun, and held the barrel to my hair.
"I love you, Emmett, forever."
That was it. I pulled the trigger, and it was all over.
THE END