What if in New Moon Jasper had gotten past Bella causing the transformation to start? The transformation causes her to go into cardiac arrest (heart attack) and die. Edward is broken. Jasper is distraught and in his hate for himself leaves Alice, leaving Carlisle and Esme with now 2 barely existing broken hearted children. Now we fast-forward ninety-eight years. Jasper goes to school where he meets someone who looks remarkably like Bella. Her name? Bella Swan, the catch she can't remember anything at all. Can Bella remember? Will she and Edward get back together? Can Alice forgive Jasper? Will Alice and Jasper get back together? Not a Bella/Jasper, Alice/Edward story I swear on Edward Cullen! Please Read!
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Edward's Point of View:
Emmett and I quickly began to attempt to pull Jasper off of Bella. "Jasper get off of her, you're killing her!' Emmett screamed at him since I was still unable to get out any coherent words let alone complete sentences. Jasper snapped out of his trance at that particular moment and began to back away mumbling "I'm sorry Bella, I'm sorry," I screeched "Carlisle!" I began to look to make sure that there was some venom in her system knowing that without it surely she will die, sure enough there is. While waiting for Carlisle I began CPR on Bella even though he was six inches away. Carlisle began to work over Bella instantly trying to keep her alive or at least in a transformation state. Bella's heartbeat began to speed up on its own and then drop back down. Abruptly he stopped working.
"What are you doing? Fix her please! Why did you stop?" I asked/screamed at him continuing what he had stopped. No reason as to why he had stopped seemed to make sense. It was almost as if he was giving up.
"Edward, Bella went into cardiac arrest and crashed. The venom did not work like it should have, I'm sorry." Carlisle explained and pulled my hands away to show me there was no way to save her now. Bella can't be dead. She can't be.
Never again was Bella to blush a scarlet shade, laugh her musical laugh, and smile a smile that lit up her eyes, clumsily trip over thin air, or ever even open her beautiful brown eyes again. I could never tell her how much I truly loved her with more than my own pitiful existence. This was not supposed to happen. Bella is never supposed to have completely died.
"She can't be dead." A voice quietly said. Looking around to find who said that I realized it was my own voice that had said that. It really hit me then, more than before. There is absolutely nothing I can do to get her back.
"She's gone, she's gone, she's gone," I kept repeating over and over again. Curling up into a ball felt suddenly necessary to keep myself from falling apart in millions of teeny tiny pieces. Esme came over and attempted to somehow (unsuccessfully) comfort me as she engulfed me into an awkward hug.
Emmett dragged me upstairs to my room where once again I curled up into a ball and began to rock back and forth. Not moving for several hours or days I heard them discuss where to put Bella and how to fake her death. Eventually they decided to put her in a creek so it would look like she had crashed and then all of her blood had drained out of her. The thought of her lying there in the creek was an awful mental image. She would just be lying there dead, cold, wet, waiting for someone to come along and find her lying there dead and completely drained of blood.
"Edward, it is time for Bella's funeral get dressed and come with us." Esme cautiously and sadly urged a few days later. She did not fully enter the room. Not wanting to say anything that would send me into another fit of hysterical dry sobs (fifty seven in two days) I nodded yes as she laid a suit out for me to wear to a place no one in my family wanted to go. She left silently closing the door behind her so I could dress in the suit I will forever hate now.
When I headed downstairs I was pointed to Rosalie's BMW to ride in to the funeral. Climbing into the back I began to dry sob hysterically for Bella. As I saw them coming towards the car I quickly stopped sobbing for a moment. They got in, Emmett driving and Rosalie in the passenger seat. Not paying attention I heard Rosalie mumble something about leaving I think, as Emmett pulled out of the driveway.
We arrived at the funeral too soon. I got out of the car and entered the funeral, my mind screaming at me to run away from here, so very far away. Ignoring my thoughts I entered the building anyways. The room where Bella's funeral is being held is full of freesias and lavender, just like she always smelled.
All of Bella's friends and family are here; everyone from Forks High (including teachers) had come to wish her a final farewell. Bella was in her casket in the front of the room. It was open viewing with flowers hanging off the sides of the casket.
Rosalie surprisingly was the first one of us to go up to see Bella, with Emmett trailing not two steps behind her. As soon as Rosalie got to Bella she turned and whispered to Emmett "Give me a minute, please." He instantly backed away.
"Bella I know we were never exactly friends and I'm sorry for that. It's just you had reason for me to envy you. You could be human and have a family yet you chose to spend your life with a bunch of vampires. I'm sorry I was mean but listen, you need to come back. Edward is a complete and total wreck without you. Just please come back. Please." I tried not to listen to Rosalie well, pleading to Bella to come back. Rosalie signaled for Emmett to come and say his goodbyes. He embraced her briefly before he came up to the casket.
"Bella, I don't really know what to say. You're my little sister; funny, clumsy, smart, and you make Edward happy. Not to worry you or anything but, Edward is a total wreck and mess without you. If there is anything you could possibly do to come back I would do that if I were you. I love you little sis, goodbye." Emmett said goodbye and moved away so other people may say goodbye. He went towards Rosalie and they just stood there off to the side in each other's arms embracing each other for a great deal of time.
Later after several more people had gone it was Carlisle and Esme's turn to say farewell. Carlisle was holding onto Esme as if he wasn't she would be crumpled on the floor. Most likely that would be true. Esme leaned over and whispered something I couldn't hear as did Carlisle. Jasper and Alice were right behind them and Jasper went first. "Bella, I'm so sorry, I'm so terribly sorry. This is my entire fault." He apologized repeatedly.
Alice went next; this had to be almost as awful for her as it is for me. "Bella, you are my best friend. Please don't be dead, please. Edward needs you really badly. Please come back. Bella you can't be dead. You just can't be." Alice's tiny body began to shake horribly with dry sobs. Jasper picked her up and moved her away from the horrid place into the back corner of the room where she continued to shake with tremor.
Knowing I needed to go see her one final time before her burial I walked up towards the other side of the room very slowly. When I got to the front of the room I took an unnecessary deep breath. She was laying there on a bed of flowers with her hair all spread out with a different type of flowers set into a few little braids in her hair. Someone had made sure she looked beautiful today even though she always looked exquisite. She was dressed in a blue dress and she looked slightly peaceful. I touched her abnormally cool face and began to fight dry sobs.
"Bella, I have no idea what to say here. You were my first love and will always be my only love. You showed me how to live and taught me how to truly laugh and love. You gave me a reason to live. I love you Isabella Marie Swan. Someday soon I wanted to marry you and spend every single day of forever trying to make me feel the same way I do. On your birthday I planned on asking you to marry me. Why are you dead when you never deserved to die? Goodbye Bella, I will always love you." I kissed her forehead goodbye. I slipped the wedding ring that Charlie had given me permission to give her on her birthday but hadn't gotten the chance yet. Kissing her forehead one more time before leaving I walked to the back of the room and began to dry sob immediately.
Charlie, Renee, Phil, and many more people came up to talk to me, I barely paid attention. Volterra, Italy home of the Volturi is where I want to go right now. The Volturi will hopefully kill me and then I can join Bella in death. I need to be careful with my thoughts and plans or Alice will see me going and attempt to stop my plans.
We left slightly after twilight. As soon as we arrived at the house, I went upstairs even though Esme tried to stop me. Once I was alone in my room I allowed the deep and complete depression succumb me.
I did not resurface.
- Not Supposed
- Ninety-eight years, zero months and four days, three hours twenty-six minutes and thirty-three seconds
- Ummmm... How???
- Marquette, Michigan
- Never Again
- Should Be and Always Will
- A Lilttle Bit of Work
- I have to know...
- I have to get away
- Don't Go
- Please, Please, Please
- The Dress
- Epilogue: The Wedding
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