"Alice,what did toi see?" I asked her in a soft tone.
"I saw us fighting newborns," she started, "there was only 25 of them and we finished them off in an instance." Alice started to sob again. "After we killed all of them, we started a bonfire and burned all their bodies." She paused. "We divisé, split up into groups. Well, actually couples- toi and Edward, me and Jasper, toi and Emmett, and toi and Carlisle." Me, Rosalie, and Esme immediately knew who was with who. In her premonition, I was paired up with Edward, Alice was with Jasper, Rose was with Emmett, and Esme was with Carlisle. Alice went on. "You (Rosalie) and Emmett checked par the river to see whether there were anymore newborns, while me and Jasper checked in the woods. toi (Bella) and Edward checked near the house and toi (Esme) and Carlisle checked on the hiking trails.” She laughed and then frowned again. "We didn't bother counting how many newborns we killed. That was a big mistake. We ended up only killing 24 of the original 25. The last one was hiding somewhere where we couldn't find her." I could tell she was starting to have even plus of a hard time telling us about her vision. "That's when it all happened in a flash. Jasper and I were almost back to the house when all of a sudden, she caught us off guard.” plus tears rolled down Alice’s cheek as she spoke. “She had a dagger in her hand. Her eyes were fierce and wild red. She needed and wanted blood. Desperately. She didn’t care if that blood was animal, human, ou vampire. The newborn tried to kill me, but Jasper got in the way in the niche of time. It all happened so fast. One minute, she was trying to stab me, the next, she ended up stabbing Jasper. She pulled the couteau out of his chest and licked all the blood off the knife. She looked satisfied when she left. After she did leave, Jasper was about to fall to the ground, but I caught him in my arms just a seconde before he did. He was bleeding…a lot. I sat there on the ground holding him in my arms doing nothing. Just crying and mourning. Jasper was dying in my arms and I did nothing. After 10 minutes passed by, he died because he sacrificed his life for me. And that was the end of my vision.”
“Oh, Alice, sweetie,” Esme a dit in the softest voice I ever heard her speak in.
“Now, Jasper’s hurt because of my premonition, my gift, me.” Alice cried as she spoke.
“It wasn’t your fault though,” Rosalie told her sister.
“Or your power’s,” I added on.
“Then whose fault was it? It couldn’t have been a coincidence that Jasper was holding his hand against his chest like in my vision. Could it?” Alice asked.
I put a hand on Alice’s shoulder, Rosalie hugged her again, and Esme rubbed Alice’s back.
Then, the four of us heard someone coming down the stairs. It was Carlisle.
“Alice,” Carlisle said, “You can go see Jasper now. All he needs is some rest. I’m sure he’ll be fine in a couple of days.”
For the first time today, I saw Alice smile.
“Bella, Rosalie, Esme,” he continued, “You can go visit him too.”
We all headed upstairs as soon as we heard this.
Emmett and Edward were standing suivant to the lit in Edward’s room when we got there. They were whispering to each other. As soon as they saw us, they stopped. Edward and Emmett left the room as we walked in. Rosalie, Esme, and I stopped right in front of the bedroom door, as did Carlisle. Everybody was letting Alice have some alone time with Jasper. All of us watched silently outside Edward’s bedroom.
Alice sat on the lit and held Jasper’s hand. She put her other hand on his cheek.
“Get some rest,” Alice a dit to Jasper sweetly.
Jasper closed his eyes.
“I’m worried about him,” Edward told Carlisle.
“I am too,” Emmett furthered.
“I know boys, I know,” Carlisle answered.
Everybody looked worried. I was worried too. I was concerned about Jasper. I’m sure the others were as well. The pain he must be feeling and the guilt Alice must feel. I wanted to do something to help. I wanted to cure Jasper, comfort Alice, and make everything bad go away. But, I knew that would never happen. Even if I tried. Then, Rosalie broke the silence.
“I bet the Volturi have something to do with this,” she a dit disgusted.
Everyone turned to look at Rosalie. The Volturi? What do they have to do with this? I knew the answer wasn’t going to be pretty. Anything having to do with the Volturi was bad news. Especially, if the Cullens were involved as well.