Ghosting
Ch 3
"I can't." the poker face I used wasn't very convincing.
And I for one am not a good liar, so it was rather surprising that Edward believed me.
With barely a moment to register the shock and without letting it give me away, I watched as Edward tore back out onto the road. Driving way too fast, like always.
I slipped inside the house, Charlie was watching TV.
"How was school Bells?"
"Fine, I'm going upstairs to study."
I wondered for not the first time why he even asked me that. I always gave him the same answer. Charlie probably thought I was going through some teenage separation issue, or mild rebellion.
Still he never pressed answers from me; Charlie wasn't that sort of parent.
Slowly I trudged upstairs, formulating my plan beneath a soft tune. I'd told Edward that Charlie would be home early tonight, so he was going to take me out for dinner. I also said that Charlie had a surprise for me and so to forget about coming round tonight and to just see me at school in the morning. Of course the whole story was one big lie. The only truth in the tale was that Charlie was home early.
Now I had to guard my mind against Alice, which was the hardest part.
I concentrated on perfecting my tune.
"Argh!" I bolted up right.
Beep beep beep beep!
Quickly I leant over and thumped the alarm clock off.
Charlie's snores only grew louder from down the hall.
I was safe, for now.
Carefully climbing out of bed, I kept my thoughts on sleepy things as I did up my sneakers and checked my watch.
4.00 am.
More than enough time to make it to La Push.
I had slept in my clothes, worn Jeans and a long sleeved, creamy blue shirt.
Sweeping my bed hair into a rough pony tail, I crept towards the window.
An icy breeze rushed in as I jerked it open.
I half expected to see Edward waiting to catch me, and found it hard to hide my relief when he wasn't there.
I'm so tired; it was a busy night… I thought to myself as I padded through the dim light to my truck.
Hmm…hungry too. Maybe I'll just get a late night snack…
It was surprising how easy it was to keep my thoughts on something safely obvious, too easy Infact.
I started the car and wandered down the road headed for La Push.
