Memories, of the past, present and future, all mixed and thrown together in my unconscious state, so this is death.
Jasper and I twirling around, and around; we are at a dance. I'm in a pink dress, him in a black suit.
Me on stage, the lead role in the play, the Nutcracker, My family takes up the whole front row, Momma, Dad, Cynthia, Papa Max, Nana Dee, even Grandmother Hilda.
Dad taking me and Cynthia Sea fishing on the pier in Bollix.
Me and Abby standing in line at the movies to see "Moonlight".
There were even a few new one, visions.
Jasper and I walking on a beach, the sun dancing off the diamonds on his skin.
Abby, Bella, Rosalie, and I shopping.
The memories are pleasant for the most part, so I guess I'm in heaven.
But there is something missing from my perfect Nirvana.
Jasper.
Nothing was complete anymore without him.
Now he's gone.
Now I think that this might be Hell.
Wait, I feel something, something cool, running up and down my arm, right where the cut should be. Instead of pain, it's soothing; it's too cool to hurt. Up, down, up, down.
The blackness is fading; I'm becoming more aware; I'm not dead, after all.
It's bright, white; the coolness is still running up and down my arm.
I hear noises, breathing, beeping, and buzzing.
I'm starting to see outlines behind my closed lids.
The most prominent is a figure in a chair tracing up and down my arm.
I open my eyes to see
"Jasper"
"Oh my God," he sighed "I thought you were dead, you're alive," he then bent to kiss my forehead "you're alive."
He then kissed my lips softly.
"Carlisle!" he yelled.
"What is-" he stopped mid sentence.
"She's awake." Jasper said.
Carlisle then rushed to the machines behind me.
I looked around then, white bare room, with one chair against the wall and another one pulled up beside the bed. In the right corner was a TV and on the corner opposite was a cabinet. I was in the hospital.
I tried to sit up. I felt really dizzy.
"Oh, no, not so fast," Carlisle said, gently pushing me back down. "now let's try that again."
I sat up, very slowly. Jasper had his hand on my back for support.
I looked down at my arms, fully bandaged from the wrist to the elbow.
"Alice," Carlisle said "you lost a lot of blood. You'll have scars on your arms, but other than that there's no lasting damage."
I nodded once.
Carlisle finished up the check up, all the while Jasper was rubbing reassuring circles in the back of my hand; As soon as he left Abby and Olivia busted through the door.
"Alice, we knew that you would make it!" She squealed. When she was really happy her voice went about 5 octaves higher. The voice canceled out the tear marks, which were now running, but I think in joy.
"We have to stop meeting up in hospitals." Olivia breathed, that cracked up everyone in the room.
"I would have to agree with that one ." Jasper said.
"Well anyway I've got something for you!" Abby said holding up a bag.
She handed it to me and I opened it, it was Sunrise!
"Dude, Abby this is awesome! You're the best!" I rasped; my voice was a little dry from miss-use.
"I knew that you would love it!" She squealed.
"Well, Alice, we're going to go, you need your rest, hon." Olivia said as she touched my arm.
"Alice, call me when you leave ok?" Abby said while they were leaving.
I nodded once in response.
Me and Jasper sat in silence for a spell.
"Alice," Jasper said in a really soft voice, "when I thought that I was going to …lose you. It made me realize something. I truly, honest to God, love you."
What? I thought. He loves me; the 3 words that change lives just changed mine.
I have never been told "I Love You" by a boy, sure from my parents and grandparents, but never from anyone but family.
I knew that I could never live without Jasper.
I knew that he was my heart, my soul, and my very being.
I knew that I would die for him, no questions asked.
"I love you too."
Ah, the three BIG words!!!
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Canjam