I know the adoption process isn't this easy. I'm writing this chapter on a caffeine high, so I'll tidy up later.
Aliénor POV
"Cleo, what are you doing in here?!" a woman, Cleo's aunt, exclaimed. "Auntie Ruth! I was eating food with my new friend and her friend. His name is Charlie!" Cleo exclaimed, running to her aunt. The woman looked up, ready to blow up at someone, but then- "Oh! Chief Swan, I didn't see you there," she said, giggling. At that point, I could see the events changing. There wasn't enough time for me to avoid any major differences, but I soon realized there wouldn't be. Charlie was about to adopt me earlier than planned. It wasn't a problem, but it would cause one. "Well," he cleared his throat,"I'm here picking up my daughter." he stated. "Daughter?" I asked, putting on a confused look. He got this uncomfortable look on his face, and I couldn't help but find it cute. "Well, I decided to adopt you, but if you disagree, I will discontinue the process," he explained, blushing slightly. I jumped out of bed, and ran to hug Charlie. I don't know why I reacted that way to something I already knew was in occurrence, but I did. And it felt great! I could see it all playing out, but it would only last for a couple of years. Then she would come. Isabella "Bella" Swan. She was a prissy, selfish, weak little bitch. She would trick the Little Cullen boy into making her a vampire. It would all go well for a few years until she kills the seer, and the sexy soldier kills her. This would cause Edward to try to kill Jasper, but Jasper would overpower him, and well yeah- ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Carlisle and Esme are so disappointed in him that they leave. They try to get Emmett and Rosalie to go with them, but they were to close to Jasper to abandon him. After a scene of Jasper sitting alone, a vacant expression on his face, all I see are flashes of smiles, women, blood, and cloth. It's about a century afterward that my vision becomes clear again. Jasper is in a Castle surrounded by Red- Eyed Vampires in Cloaks. But that's not what catches my attention. It's the young woman in his arms, and the way he looks at her. Then all the pictures end, the lights switch on, and I am blurry. I let go of Charlie, wobbling a bit, and he helps me into the bed. "I guess those painkillers are still working their way out of you system," he joked, raising an eyebrow. "Ha ha, so funny," I said sarcastically. Cleo and her Aunt left after about an hour of boring conversation, and Ruth making really bad attempts at flirting. After a while of comfortable silence, a nurse came in with my Release Forms. It took the lady about another hour before she got back to us, which I didn't understand. There were only about five people in this ward. Didn't matter! I was rolling out of the hospital within minutes, and on my way to moving in with Charlie.