A Small Piece of Forever
I've just realized that it's been a YEAR since I've last posted a chapter! I can't believe I became that lazy! Today while I finished just about 3 stories, I decided that I should add a new chapter to this one! I've noticed so many grammatical errors in my past chapters, so I'll edit those soon.
This chapter takes place before Edward and Bella's wedding, and definitely before Renesmee. I like to think that Alice in a way saw her coming, but never knew who she was, or how she was connected to her. J Hope you enjoy and please review!
Disclaimer- I don't own Twilight, Stephenie Meyer does, but I wish I did! Can you believe the last movie in the Twilight Saga comes out next week? Crazy.
Chapter 7- Seattle Pt2
Alice skipped out of her fifth store, towing Esme lightly behind. Carlisle had gone off with Jasper, where though, neither Esme nor Alice knew. The day had been fairly uneventful so far, Alice had bought clothes for everyone, with over three or four bags solely for herself. She had gently forced Esme to try on a few things, though she had already known how they would look on her mother. Though Esme never particularly liked trying on clothing, she did have a fondness for shopping, when it came to some things at least. She enjoyed spending time with her children, and this was by far the best way to bond with Alice. And now was the perfect time. Rosalie and Emmett were out, and Edward was busy spending time at Bella's house. Though it was nice to spend time with the family as a whole, it was easy to make small trips like this when some of the family was off doing their own activities.
It was as Esme and Alice stood on opposite ends of a clothing rack, looking through different shirts and blouses that Esme noticed something was off. Alice stood still, one hand gripping a pole of the rack while she stared off into space. Walking over to where Alice was still standing, Esme took her hand. When Alice's vision had cleared, she had shaken her head slightly, clearing her mind. "What did you see?" Esme asked.
Alice frowned slightly, thinking. "There was a girl." She easily remembered the face of the girl she had seen in her vision. "She was running," she continued, "hunting something, but she was so young. Brown eyes, too. Not like us."
Esme looked thoughtful. "Did you recognize her?"
Alice shook her head. "Not really. She looked familiar." She shrugged, "I've seen her before, though, in other visions. Reading, writing, spending time with others, but when I'm just about to see the faces, the vision is over." A look of frustration crossed her face.
Esme nodded slightly. "I wouldn't worry about it, not yet." She turned to her daughter. "Maybe this girl is a good sign. One of something positive happening."
Alice smiled a little bit at her mother's positive attitude. "Maybe," she agreed, continuing to look through the clothes.
Esme nodded, walking back around the rack. "Have you told anyone else about this?"
Alice said nothing at first. "No, and I wasn't planning on it, not yet."
Looking a little confused, Esme asked, "Why? Nothing bad has come of these visions, am I correct?"
Alice sighed slightly, "Nothing bad, but I only see people I know. And I don't know her. I want to know who she is before I say anything. Just wait before you tell anyone, okay?"
Esme slowly nodded. "I promise, Alice. You will tell me, though if something goes wrong, though, right?"
Alice held a pile of clothing in her hand, a few times bigger than the one Esme was holding. She walked over to her mother. "I will. We should go check out, before I find too much more," She smiled, laughing a little, her cheerful mood returning. "Besides, we need to find Jazz and Carlisle before they get into too much trouble," she said, winking.
They made their way over to the checkout, paying and taking their bags of clothes before walking out of the store.
Before long, they had found Carlisle and Jasper, standing in an electronics store debating on the importance of an electronic reader. Alice had bought Jasper one a year earlier, just as they hit stores, knowing he would prefer buying his books digitally. It made sense, though why Carlisle would oppose this idea, having shelves upon shelves of books of his own in his office and on bookshelves throughout the house. Esme smiled as she moved to stand next to Carlisle, Alice taking her usual place next to Jasper. "It looks like you aren't going to be interested in the Christmas present I got for you this year, then, if you are so against the idea of digital reading," Alice said, grinning at her father.
"You decided to get me a digital reader?" He asked, amused and more than a little surprised, not entirely believing her.
"Nope. I know you, dad. A bit of old-timey literature never hurt anyone, though, right, dad?"
Esme laughed, "I think the right word for that is traditional, Alice."
Jasper smirked, joking, "Maybe we will have to get you one. We'll see what happens."
Soon the four made their way from the mall in Seattle, two bags of Jasper and Carlisle's among Esme's four and Alice's eight. As they drove home, Esme began to think, recalling to her mind Alice's vision from a few hours earlier about the young girl. She knew she wouldn't say anything about it to anyone, just because Alice had asked her not to. But that wouldn't keep her from wondering who this girl might be, and what her story was, even if she, and her family would never know her.
Thanks for reading! :)