AN This part takes place when Edward leaves Bella. I re-edited this chapter so it fixs:)
There she was on the park bench under a tree, reading.
"Hi, my name's Alice." I said coming from behind. My hand tightened around Jaspers, and he squeezed mine back.
The lady turned around. She looked like the older version of me but her eyes were green. "Hello, I'm Ruth."
"Yes, your mother is Cynthia Brandon?"
"Yes? Who are you?"
"I'm Alice. I'm, Mary's…um, granddaughter."
"Alice don't lie, I've seen you."
"You saw me?" I asked.
"Oh, Alice, I've seen so much. You see the future, but me, I see the past. No two gifts are the same, you know that. Our family has always premonitions. Of the future, past, some even special premonitions of the present. I know what you came to ask me and I will tell you. My mama never meeting you loved you. She sometimes made up stories about you. Grandmamma and Grandpapa always regretted sending you to that Asylum. When I started to have my visions I told no one because my first vision was when you were being taken away. Don't blame them though; they just thought it was the best thing to do. They made a mistake. On Grandmamma's last days I remember her crying, yelling your name. You, Alice; were never forgotten."
I was quiet; shocked for what she had said. She was my family, she was like me and she loved me. They all loved me.
"Do you know what I am?"
"A vampire..." She smiled. "A good vampire…"
I smiled and sat down. We talked for a long good while, Jasper left giving us our space.
"Who made me? Why did they make me?" I asked. I told myself I didn't care but lying to your self doesn't make it true.
"Hector, he was a nurse, helped his foster father in the Asylum. His best friend, you know her, Victoria, was turned to a vampire and later turned him. He got attached to you while he was human. You were like a little sister to him and later he took you out. Soon though James and Victoria found you too and they– I don't know– but I'm guessing they got mad…they tried to kill him but he escaped. Couldn't take you with him, though. I don't know what happed to him. He has nothing to do with you so now he has nothing to do with me."
I looked at her and smiled.
"Well, it's getting late, I think you need to go home." I said.
She smiled hugging me. "See you soon."
"See you."
And she left, leaving me feeling a little more whole.