Chapter Eight

I'm happy with the reviews on the last chapter! Gone up a bit! Anyway, here's Chapter 8. Slightly shorter because of heavy homework loads and school.

Song For this Chapter:

Shatter (Turn the car around) – O.A.R

Bella's POV

It hurt when Jake left.

Bella had forgotten about Emmett when he was with her. It had been just them. Best friends – or was there anything more? No! Yes. They were above the level of 'just friends', but that was it.

As soon as he disappeared out the door a pain seized her chest, her heart beat faster. Clenching her sore fists, Bella stomped off up to her room. She threw open the creaking door and collapsed on to her bed. Now that no one was here to see it, she opened the floodgate of tears in her eyes.

She lay there crying for a little past an hour, and finally drifted off to sleep.

I touched his face.

"Look," I said. "I love you more than everything else in the world combined. Isn't that enough?"

"Yes, it is enough," he answered, smiling. "Enough for forever." And he leaned down to press his cold lips once more to my throat.

Edward.

I love you.

I loved you.

Do I still love you?

Bella woke with a jolt, throwing her hand up to her neck. She could still feel his cold caress, which made her shiver. She didn't love Edward anymore! Or that's what she had been telling herself. But was it really true? The answer she would never admit to anyone, not even herself. She couldn't love or let anyone love her anymore. A heart would be broken in the end, and not always her own. Bella let her gaze wonder to the window. It was still dark outside, but a streetlight left a white glow on her window. As her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she noticed that the light was particularly projecting in a certain direction…or…no. Bella's eyes widened. It wasn't a glow. It was someone's face. A familiar, deathly pale face. One she had just seen in a dream. His face was blank, staring at Bella. But that couldn't have been him…his eyes had changed dramatically. They blazed a clear crimson, standing out even with his porcelain skin. His expression changed ever so slightly, letting a pinch of sadness and longing into the blank mask that he wore.

"Edward?" Bella whispered. The boy outside flinched, and nodded slightly to her.

"Bella." He mouthed.

And then he was gone.

Jasper's POV

Jasper sensed more fear radiating from Alice, but was unable to do anything as she was stuck in a terrible faze of visions. It started five hours ago, Carlisle had been talking with Alice about her recent visions. He had mentioned Bella and Alice had slipped into a vision. This was by far the longest she had ever had, and no one could predict just when it would end. Jasper was alert as he heard her draw in a quick breath to speak.

"Carlisle…" Alice mouthed silently. He sat at her side on the couch, grasping her hands and looking into her golden eyes than betrayed no emotion.

"I'm worried…she's never been like this…" she continued. Jasper slid off the couch and kneeled in front of her.

"Alice? Can you hear me?" he demanded, letting out the breath he was holding. Alice gave no answer, but there was noise from upstairs. Esme was speaking. Jasper listened closely.

"Carlisle," Esme murmured. "I'm worried…she's never been like this." Her emotions, as Jasper could pick up, were simply fear and worry mixed together. Esme had just repeated what Alice had said…but she couldn't have heard. There was no way. What was Alice foreseeing?

Suddenly, her blank eyes widened and she dug her nails into Jasper's hands.

"Rosalie!" she shrieked. "Rosalie, no!" A look of horrific pain broke through her emotionless mask and she breathed heavily, before closing her eyes and shivering. When she opened her eyes, the blank look had gone and she looked down at Jasper.

"Jazz?" she whispered. He slid back on to the couch and let her fall into his embrace.

"I'm right here." He murmured.

Alice's POV

After the torturous visions, Jasper's arms were the only place that Alice felt safe in. Images flicked through her confused mind, memories of the vision.

"Alice," he whispered. Sighing, Alice opened her eyes. "What did you see?" she ground her teeth. It all came down to what she saw. Always. When was the last time Jazz had asked if she was okay? Or at least waited for her to recover?

That's all you care about, isn't it? Alice thought silently. He must've not picked up her annoyance, because he repeated the question.

"Alice? What did you see?" Jasper laid a hand on her arm. She didn't make a move to remove it.

"I…Not now Jasper. Please." Alice murmured, standing up. She brushed at fake dust on her skirt and walked to the door. The only noise was the jingling of the zippers on her blue leather jacket. She cast a glance at Jasper and managed a weak apologetic smile before opening the front door and walking down the few steps. Even with heeled boots, as a vampire she was graceful as Alice ran around to the back of the house, where she ran until she came to the small river. She leapt over it without stopping and felt the warm sun comfort her. Alice landed smoothly in grass and continued. She avoided trees easily, listening to small animals hide as she flew by.

Alice sat atop a small boulder, looking out over the huge forest. She was on a hill that she regularly went to. Here she felt it easier to think. Bringing it out from memory, Alice went through the vision she had. She recalled exactly what happened. But it wasn't through her eyes that the vision took place. It was through Bella's.

ALICE'S VISION

I sit in this small room, no windows, just a large, locked door. I can see my spilled blood, and I know they can smell it too. The large door opens. Someone walks in. I cower in terror as I recognise her as one of them. She sweeps her red hair behind her shoulders and walks forward. She crouches next to me and a pathetic whimper escapes my shaking lips. With a final snarl she grabs me by the neck. I scream and let my tears flow as her mouth descends on my pale neck. After a sharp pinch of her teeth sinking into my neck, it is only misery. I feel pain as I had never felt it before. I try to scream, but I can't move, or make a sound. It feels like I'm being burned alive – slowly. Nothing can compare to this torture.

I feel the life being drained from my weak, human body. Fiery venom enters my system, and I find my voice. I can hear a horrible, tortured scream coming from somewhere – is that me? It fits the burning I'm going through.

After what felt like years, the pain fades. I feel warm…the warmth gets a little hotter, but comfortable. Hotter. Hotter. It's now a little too hot for comfort…no, now it's burning. It spreads through me in a quick flash of pain, but it's burned everything inside me. There is nothing left. I can't feel…

My life flashes before my eyes. I realise what I've taken for granted. Charlie. Renee. My friends. I think of the people I love. The Cullens. The wolves. Jacob. Edward and Emmett.

And I died.

Even memories of the pain brought it back. Alice remembered when she too had gone through that. Her change into a vampire. But in the vision Bella hadn't changed. She'd been killed. Drained of blood. Alice couldn't let that happen. But whenever she tried to focus on Bella her head hurt. Really hurt. So she continued with her vision, the second half. It was in no one's eyes. She was just observing.

I can see myself sitting there with Jasper. He's begging me to snap out of it. I hear Esme speak upstairs.

"Carlisle. I'm worried; she's never been like this." I think about these words, wondering what they meant. As I cast another glance towards my unmoving body I remember. I am having a vision of…myself having a vision. I see Jasper speak once more.

The scene changes dramatically. I am no longer watching a peaceful house, but a forest. Not a familiar one. A beautiful vampire is leaning against a tall tree, fidgeting impatiently. She jumps to her feet as two other vampires appear before her. I recognise one of them. It's the vampire who killed Bella in her other vision. They spoke muted words, Rosalie smiled grimly and the three vampires disappeared.

There is a final scene change, but Bella has returned. It's a different version of her death. Here, Bella is blindly scrambling around a dark building. She's calling out a name. I read her lips.

"Emmett?" she's calling. But Emmett does not come, instead Rosalie. She strides forward and holds Bella's shoulders. With a few murmured words, she leans forward as if to embrace her, but instead sinks her teeth into Bella's shoulder.

"Rosalie! Rosalie! NO!" I yell. But I can't do anything but watch as the human falls on the ground. Her heart no longer gives a steady beat. It pounds very slowly and desperately. Rosalie is still leaning over her, drinking.

Bella Swan's heart stops.

These visions had repeated themselves over and over, making sure that they were burned into Alice's mind. If these visions had any chance of actually happening, Bella was in a lot of danger.

How did you guys like that? Any views on the visions? Boring/interesting chapter? I really care what you write if you review.

Lauren