Never Again, Chapter 15: Shocker

Sorry, this chapter's really short. I've been busy. I have the next chap written, but Sally came up with this idea, so... yea :)

Big fankz to Sally (again) cuz this chapter wouldn't have happened without you!!

Not you, Lee. Go away.

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I pulled up outside Alice's with a huge bar of chocolate in my hands. Times like these called for chocolate, right?

I slowly made my way up the path, and knocked on the door.

"It's open, Bella," I heard her call, so I pulled the door open and walked inside.

"Hey, honey," she smiled meekly as I walked into the living room. I couldn't hold back the shocked gasp that escaped my teeth.

She looked like hell; huddled up under a blanket on the couch, all frail and pale. She hadn't bothered to do her make up, and her usually perfectly strategic hair was sticking up at odd angles, emphasizing a slightly crazed look in her eyes.

"Christ, do I look that bad?" She tried to joke. I wanted to cry; this wasn't the Alice I knew. "Come sit down, hon."

I sat as far away from her on the couch as I could to give her space to stretch out, but she pulled me close to her. Well, tried to. She really was small.

We sat quietly for a while, nibbling on chocolate and Alice playing with my hair, like she used to when I was little. I felt little again with Alice, metaphorically of course. She was the sister I never had. Well, had but never liked. I mean, Rosalie's nice now, and all, but she was a bitch when we lived in Arizona.

"Thanks for coming by, Bella," Alice said, sighing slightly. "I needed this."

I smiled at her. "Hurry up and get better. We want Alice back." The plural was assumed.

She laughed unimpressively. "I need to sort myself out. I can't believe I've let something like this screw me up like it has."

I hugged her again. "Alice?"

"Hmmm?"

I took a deep breath. "I'm not tryna be a jerk or anything, I honestly wanna know…" (Copyright S. Meyer) "Why didn't you want the baby?"

She stared at me with a really funny look in her eyes. "What exactly did Jasper tell you?"

"That you didn't want it. And he didn't know what he wanted."

Alice's eyes welled up. She shook her head sadly. "I'm sorry, Bells," she took a second to compose herself, and then told me angrily "That was a lie. I wanted the baby."

Oh. My. F**king. God.

"Why? No, he wouldn't lie to me!" I was nearly yelling now.

Alice shook her head again. "He didn't want it. He was convinced we weren't ready, it would ruin our lives…" She looked at me. "I'm twenty-four years old. I wanna be a mom. Another chance might not come again."

Ugh, I needed to sort this shit out. I could yell at Jazz till I lost my voice when I got home. "Alice, Jazz'll come round. Think of the gorgeous kids you two'll have!"

She was shaking her head again. "I can't do this anymore, Bella," she whispered.

"Do what?"

"Be with…him. I'm gonna break up with him."

What did I have to say to that, I here you ask. Well, I didn't. So I ran outta there like I had a hot poker up my ass.

I ran to my truck and drove home, ignoring most speed signs and general road rules. I needed something…but I didn't know what. I just had a feeling it was at home, waiting for me.

I parked up, and ran into the house. I could here Jazz on the phone with someone. God, tell me she had more class than to break up with my brother over the phone…

"No, I haven't spoken to her. I think she just got in…oh yeah, she has," he rounded the corner into the hallway, where I stood. He glanced a confused look at me, and mouthed 'you alright?' I just shook my head and ran up the stairs.

"Yeah, I can come over. I'll see you in…" his voice trailed off as I ran upstairs and into my room, slamming the door.

"Hey! Check it out, I colour co-ordinated the closet- what? Bella, what's happened?"

Oh. That. That was it. I felt a lot better already, just hearing Edward's voice, feeling his arms around me.

I didn't answer him; I just snuggled into his neck, grazing my lips over it. I decided to change the subject.

I ran my tongue along his ear lobe, and whispered "Jazz is going out."

He chuckled lightly, catching on quickly. He picked me up and threw me down on the bed, throwing my shirt over my head…

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