AN: Wow. Thanks to everybody who read this. And thanks to those who reviewed it. As a reward here is the next chapter! It took me a couple rewrites but it is finally done! I apologize in advance for any spelling and grammar errors. After rewriting and rereading I just couldn't stand it anymore! Here ya go!
Disclaimer: I.D.O.T. I do not own Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse or Breaking Dawn. The series belongs to Stephenie Meyer. I.D.O.T.
I yawned playfully and laid my head on his shoulder. He gently reached his arm up and put it around me, hugging me closer to him. I nuzzled into his neck and let out a tiny sigh of contentment.
"Tired, my little monster?" He chuckled in my ear.
"Haha." I gave him a pointed, sarcastic laugh. "No. Just bored," I answered. We sat in silence for a minute before I heaved a giant sigh.
"I know," he said, and began rubbing my arm and shoulder lovingly. "I'm worried too. Just relax," he pleaded, "You are so uptight all the time - you worry wart. It's driving me crazy!" He needled me with rapid pokes to tickle me. I writhed and giggled, letting him have his fun until he finally wrapped his arms around me again.
"I'm sorry," I apologized and reached up to peck him on the nose. "I just... When is he going to come down?" I blurted out.
His face froze and then he leaned back, truly laughing hard over that one. "Well... now that's funny... I never thought...I mean…You see the future…and…" he just barely got out between bursts of laughter.
"Shut up!" I slapped him on the arm and pouted.
He pulled me up onto his lap and kissed me gently. "Just don't worry. When he decides to come down, you'll know! I'm sure we all will!" I kissed him on the cheek and then hoped up. "Where do you think you're going?" He asked, cocking his head to the side and raising an eyebrow. He knew very well where I was going. I turned back and looked at him.
"Emmett and Rose are in the garage working on the grand prix. Carlisle is on his way home from work and Esme is in the library reading, or at least she will be in about 5 minutes when she decides she wants to reread all of Jane Austen's works yet again. Get them all together. We are going to start tonight," I told him in a serious tone. "Now," I began again, a little brighter than before, "I'm going upstairs to deal with Edward. Oh! And don't forget," I leaned closer to my southern gentleman. I wanted to make sure he was really listening. "You have to wait until I've got him out of the house! Other wise..." I shuddered and then smiled. Jasper nodded at me and I turned and flew to the landing on the second floor.
I didn't bother with knocking on the door - I knew that Edward would only tell me to go away. And I was right, as usual -
"Go away, Alice!" he moaned.
"Fat chance!" I spat back at him.
I opened the door more and slipped inside. There he was, lying down on the couch and starring at the ceiling with the same blank look on his face as he'd had two nights ago. He still looked absolutely dreadful. There was no use in denying it. His clothes were filthy dirty. It looked as if he hadn't changed them since he last went hunting, whenever that had been. By the smell of him he hadn't bothered to shower either. I could still smell wet bear all over his person. His hair was a disheveled mess. And his eyes…Oh god! When I got close enough to see his eyes I gasped in shock. They were pitch black; I had never seen his eyes so dark. They looked like an endless black hole. The light coming in through the window didn't even reflect in them anymore.
"What?" he asked in a monotone voice.
"Oh please! You know very well what!" I started, rounding on him. "You need to end this! You worry all of us, me especially. Half the time I see you running off to Italy and the other half you disappear altogether with no hint of what's happened!"
"But have I yet? No! So quit bugging me!" He shouted at me, not even bothering to move enough to look at me.
I know we had had this argument so many times that I must have been annoying him to no end. It was clear in the sharpness of his voice.
"No! I will not! I know that the letter is the only reason you haven't done anything!" I stopped yelling. I had him there. I knew it and so did he. His face twisted into a mask of pain and after a minute of pure silence I sighed. I knew that I couldn't win this argument, and I was tired of all the fighting.
"Look. Enough of this. I don't want to fight. You are my brother, Edward. I love you and I'm just worried." I stated plainly.
"Hey. You want to go for a hunt?" It was really only halfway a question. His black-hole-like eyes answered for him.
"Okay," he said after a slight pause, "And Alice? Thanks." Finally for the first time in a long time he heaved himself up off the couch. I went to the window and opened it wide. I motioned for him to go first. He titled his head to me and smirked, but obliged and jumped through. We were racing across the back lawn and into the woods. I mentally nodded, knowing what would be going on in our absence, and trying not to think of the fury that would erupt when we returned. Fury that would be pointed, mostly, in my direction.
AN: Ok. This chapter is a bit shorter but I'm early on updating so I figure it evens out. I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I purposely didn't say whose POV it was from! Hehehe I feel very devilish about that :) I just really wanted to write something from Alice's POV and showcase a relationship that I feel is very underplayed most times. So yeah, let me know what you think! Review review review please and thank you! They really help me feel motivated and inspired. Thanks so much! Til next time!