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This chapter is currently unbetaed so no judging! Check back in a few days for the betaed version.

I know you, that look in your eyes is so familiar a gleam, And I know it's true that visions are seldom all they seem. But if I know you, I know what you'll do, you'll love me at once, the way you did once upon a dream. -Lana Del Rey.

We Met In A Vision

Alice's POV

God, dad's going to kill me. That's what I think as the new doctor put a cast on my broken arm. It wasn't that bad, I'd had worse and I only went to the hospital so I could get some strong painkillers but then the new doctor had to see me and insisted he examine me.

I tried to say no, honest, but it's like he didn't understand to word! I'm so glad there are no hand prints on my left arm or he would have surely found out I was hiding and I refused to let him see if there was any other damage, already knowing that there was.

"There you go, all done." The new doctor, Dr. Carlise Cullen, said. "Now don't remove this cast under any circumstances and take two of these painkillers every 6-7 hours."

He handed me a bottle of pills, a serious and worried look on his face.

"Thanks." I muttered, getting up and taking the bottle while trying not to limp as I walked out of the hospital.

This is my life. Get up, put on clothes to hide my pain, go to school and get ignored in the morning. Then I have lunch with Bella in the woods while she takes photos of my new endless injuries while I take pictures of her ever new scars. I go to afternoon lessons, get called names and beat up by my peers, go home only to get beat by my mom then help with dinner and do homework before getting beat by my dad after dinner. After that I clean my wounds and ignore my sister's offers of help before I go to bed and fall into a restless sleep. Then I wake up and repeat.

Yep, that was my life, endless pain. But soon, just three months and twelve days, I'll be eighteen and can finally tell someone, I can't before then; well except Bella but she is the exception. I can't risk Cynthia being taken from me and I won't let her go into care if I can help it.

Bella always says that Charlie will look after us until I legally can and I know she means it, but I can't trust that he will. I've taken the pain for almost eleven years, I can wait three more months.

They always say they only beat me because they love me, because they want me to be 'normal'. They think beating me is a kindness because they could quite easally send me to a 'hospital' or as you will know them, an asylum.

They say if I'm normal, this would wouldn't happen but newsflash- I'm not normal, but I'm not mad! No one is really normal and I know that it's really weird that I can see the future but I'm not mad, I'm completely sane, I don't know why they can't see that.

I took a deep breath and put on a bright smile on my face- that was hidden by my black hoodie- as I reached my second lesson, I'd missed my first but the hospital had called in saying I was there so it was all good. Well until father found out, which he no doubt would living in this small town where everyone knew everything, or they thought they did.

I sat down in my usual seat at the back, wincing as I streched cuts and bruises more then I did walking. I always sat at the back, alone, in ever lesson. Except when I was with Bella in English since no one wanted to sit next to the 'emo freaks'.

"Hello, can I sit here?" A boy with beautiful blonde hair and golden eyes asked, gesturing to the seat next to me and I blindly nod, stunned at the shear beauty of my soon-to-be love.

I'd seen him in a vision, we were in love and I could not wait to meet him but I didn't think it would be quite so soon so I was stumped as to what to say.

"What happened?" He asked once he had got himself settled down. My heart started beating faster and my thoughts raced, did he know? How could he? Did his father call him and tell him about my broken arm and how he thought there was more too it? Did he-

"Your arm." He said, he must have seen my panic. Usually I could hide my emotions amazingly well, so I was confused as to how he could tell but answered anyway.

"I fell on it, it's fine but your father insisted on putting it in a cast."

He frowned. "How do you know it was my father."

Shit, I couldn't say I'd 'seen' them all anoncing their names in a vision, so I had to lie. "Your new, I haven't seen you before, and he's new and you have to same eyes and blonde hair, it doesn't take a genius to work it out." Yeah, that would work, I hoped.

"Oh." He said, but I could tell he was still suspicious but, luckly, the teacher called class to attention; effectively ending the conversation.

Class ended and I limped out, ignoring everyone and expecting everyone too ignore me like usual.

"Hey, wait up." I heard my angel call. I turned around and saw him rushing towards me.

"Yes Jasper?" Oops, I shouldn't know his name.

"How do you know my name?"

"Erm, I heard the gossip. New beautiful, blonde haired boy, golden eyes, so yeah, your Jasper." I told him, turning around and continued walking towards my next class, being careful not to limp no matter how much I wanted to.

He laughed; sounding slightly annoyed and worried, why? "Guess that makes sense, but now I am at a loss." He said, a glint of ammusement in his tortured eyes. I longed to make that torture go away, knowing I had already fallen for him, but I stopped myself.

Not yet, I told myself.

"And whats that?" I asked instead.

"You know my name, but I do not know yours." We had arrived at my next class and I turned around, looking into his golden orbs, forgetting the world for a few seconds.

"Alice." I told him, breaking my eyes from his hypnotizing gaze and leaving him in the hallway, feeling his stare as I walked to my seat at the back of the class, a small smile playing on my lips.

Ok so that was Alice's POV. I know it was short but I litrally have no clue how to write in her POV. I really hoped you enjoyed it though.

Yes, the quote was from the song 'Once Upon A Dream' from Disney's Sleeping Beauty- what can I say, I love the song!

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