Text Size Large SizeMedium SizeSmall Size    Color Scheme Black SchemeWhite SchemeGrey SchemePaper Scheme        

Deja Vu

or Not on My Watch AU from chapter 3 of New Moon. Bella is taken to Florida with Renee. However, she is even more heart-broken without Jacob Black to cling to. She is sent to an asylum by a distraught Renee. Alice wasn't looking. She'd promised to leave Bella alone. But sometimes the visions come before you ask. She couldn't help it. She sees Bella being sent off and goes to convince Edward she really isn't better off without him. "Because I'm not going to let you do this to her! I know what it's like in there, Edward. Maybe I don't remember it, but... look. What more harm can you do?"

I disclaim. Alice's POV.

2. Chapter 2

Rating 5/5   Word Count 711   Review this Chapter

Of course, he didn’t hear me. He was…

Curled up in a little puddle of agony. Delusional. Trying to convince himself not to go back as he tried to stop from dying of heartbreak. Maybe that could break his granite body. Maybe this pain could shatter something more productive than his heart…

No. I will not be induced to pity him! He did that to Bella. They’re taking my best friend to an asylum. My own sister. I’ve seen the inside of those walls, and I will not allow the same to happen to her. It isn’t permissible, and I will fight Edward with my bare hands if that’s what it takes. He is going to stop this.

“No, Alice. Absolutely not. She’s better off without me.”

“She’s catatonic. She’d commit suicide, except she can’t move. Edward! She can’t be worse off than she is without you.”

He doesn’t listen to you.

I’ll drag him there. He’ll see it himself. And he will be sorry when I kick his behind to Volterra and back. Oh, he will be.

Jazz tumbles down the stairs. “Alice, what’s wrong?”

“Edward… I am going to destroy him. Want to help?”

“Of course, my love. May I ask why?” Ah, my Jasper. Always the gentleman. Sometimes I love him so much… okay, I always love him so much.

“I just had a vision. Renee’s sent Bella to an asylum.”

Before I got the painful word out, his hands were rubbing circles on my back, comforting me. “Oh, Alice. I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry for me. Be sorry for Bella. I’ve gone through my time in hell. I’ve gotten over it. Bella…”

“I’m sorry I tried to kill your best friend.” The words are full of biting sarcasm. The fury isn’t directed at me, of course. He’s never angry at me, only at himself. The air pops with his loathing.

“Good-bye, Alice.”

“No! Where are you going! Jazz! Come back.” This can’t be happening. Doesn’t he love you?

“I’m a monster.”

“You’re my monster, damn you! Come back here! I can’t live without you!”

His eyes are full of regret and pain as he looks at you. “You can’t live at all.”

I turn away. “Well, they’ll probably have to lock me up too.”


“Because you’re doing the same damn thing Edward does. He hates himself. That’s why he left Bella. And now you’re trying to shoulder all the blame, and when you leave, I’m going to go nuts. And here I was thinking I’d left my mental institution days behind.”

“I’ll never leave you.” A promise he won’t keep. I shudder with the pain.

“You just did,” I whisper.

“No. No, Alice, angel…”

“If you’re a monster, so am I.”

“You don’t kill people.”

“Neither do you.”

He didn’t engage in the argument. He could probably see how desperate I was to be reassured, so all he did was kiss me. “Do we need to kill Edward?”

“No. Just beat some sense into his thick head.”

“Okay.” Jasper was always up for a little head-bashing. Boys. It’s a wonder he and Emmett are both still alive, what with their constant fighting.

“I can’t let this happen.”

“Don’t worry. We’ll make it better.”

“I don’t know if we can.”

His eyes bore into mine. If I have a soul, he’s searching it. “Alice, I swear I’m not going to leave you. I love you. I’m not as dumb as my stupid brother.”

I search for the vision of him.

You kiss him, feverishly. His hands grip furiously at your clothing and…

I grin. “All right, you’re not. Now, let’s go put the regret into said stupid brother.”

“I am engaged, and bend up each corporal agent to this terrible feat…”

I roll my eyes. “Be serious, Jazz. She’s really hurting.”

“They both are. Ah, methinks there’s no such fool as a lover…”

“Then label me stupid.”

We both laugh at that. And then I sigh.