I walked slowly around the house aimlessly, humming the song that Edward composed for me. This song always reminded me of Edward and my only blood-related son. The poor little guy had died almost a century ago from a lung disease. Till this very day I still miss him. Of course, I have my three adopted sons that I love but it's not completely the same, like a piece of me is missing.
I sighed and looked around to see where my wandering had brought me. I was in the living room now. I wandered to the couch trying to push the thoughts of my son out of my head. I didn't want to make Jasper have to feel that pain; he already had to deal with enough.
I heard a gasp and my head wiped up, searching for the source of the noise. Alice eyes looked blank. It took me a fraction of a second to realize she was looking into the future. Jasper was suddenly by her side gripping her forearms and staring into her eyes searching for answers.
"Alice? What is it? What do you see?" Jasper whispered.
Alice simply shook her head. I watched as Alice eyes came back to focus on Jasper's face.
"I need to call Edward," she mumbled, pulling out her phone from her pocket.
I stared at her. Had something gone wrong? Had Edward hurt Bella? Alice would've told us if Edward hurt Bella, right? I continued to stare at her while I ponder everything Alice might have seen.
Alice growled softly and mutter, "Pick up the phone, Edward…"
Jasper stared at her confused.
"Alice? What happened?" I whispered. "Has something happened to Edward and Bella?"
"Hi, Alice." I heard Bella say into the phone. I let out a sigh of relief. It was nice to know that at least Bella was alive.
"Bella? Bella, are you okay?" Alice said urgently.
So, Alice saw Bella hurt? Why would she see that if Bella answered the phone now seeming completely fine?
"Yeah. Um. Is Carlisle there?" Bella asked.
This confused me. Was Bella in more pain then she let on?
"He is. What's the problem?" Alice asked.
I listened anxiously to her answer.
"I'm not… one hundred percent… sure. . . ." Bella said.
Something had happened then. I looked at Alice. Why wouldn't Alice tell us?
"Is Edward all right?" she asked warily. She then called Carlisle's name away from the phone and demanded to Bella, "Why didn't he pick up the phone?" before Bella could answer the first question.
"I'm not sure," Bella replied.
I heard Carlisle's footsteps as he ran downstairs. Had my assumptions been wrong? Was it Edward who was hurt?
"Bella, what's going on? I just saw—" Alice said, looking over at Carlisle.
"What did you see?" Bella asked urgently.
Alice was silent. Finally she said, "Here's Carlisle."
Carlisle took the phone that Alice was holding out to him.
"Bella, it's Carlisle. What's going on?"
"I— I'm a little worried about Edward.… Can vampires go into shock?" she asked.
I felt my throat tighten. So, it was Edward that was hurt? I watched Carlisle as he thought it through.
"Has he been harmed?" My husband said, suddenly urgent.