CHAPTER 3
Walking down the road I pretended to be going to a shop in Forks. Basically I looked and strolled around, stopping at a shop window here and there. When I was at least a mile away from home I headed towards the forest. Something was pulling me to it. Maybe it was the curiosity about La push. 'Why don't my parents want me there? I know they're keeping something from me, something major.' It didn't take me too long to reach the tip of the forest. I know it sounded weird for me to be walking, but I liked to walk to places. I was a bit faster than everyone else and I didn't get tired as quick. When I was with other people, I simply pretended to feel tired. Now that I think about it, I fake a lot of things. 'Maybe if I suck at everything else I plan to do in life I could act.'
I walked and walked, following an invisible trail through a forest I don't know. Aren't I smart? Stopping for a little while I sat on a tree root that was partially covered in green moss. "This whole place is green." I mumbled to myself. Suddenly my phone beeped an all too familiar noise. "You have got to be kidding me!" Flipping my purple phone open I say the words I dreaded in big bold letters. New text from: Luke. "Why can't he leave me alone!" I groaned as I mentally debated whether to open the message or not. Unfortunately, curiosity got the best of me. The text beeped as the message unfolded on the cell phone screen.
Hey Lex, we need 2 talk. I know I've been a jerk but you have to hear me out. I can't live without you and you know that. Call me back asap, PLEASE?
One moment I was reading the text, the next I was zoned out. 'I can't live without you?! Are you freaking serious?! He thinks this is some kind of joke?!'
Slamming my phone shut I shoved it into my pocket before I got the nerve to throw it somewhere. I tried to steady my breathing, but I could feel my body shake with anger. Luke was my ex, the guy who had been so great to me before crushing me. He was one of the reasons why I was glad about leaving TN. I felt almost blind and numb as I dodged falling branches and went around sets of trees. All I wanted to do was run, run and not come back until everything was figured out, until it was right.
Just then my foot hit something making me trip and fly forward head first into the ground. Luckily I also had fast reflexes and my hands were quickly out in front of me, stopping my head from slamming into a very hard forest floor. "What was that?" I went back to where I tripped, completely forgetting about Luke. Pushing some bushes apart I found something to make my journey to La Push faster.
"A motorcycle?!" I didn't know whether to be happy or confused, so I was both. Looking it over I came to the conclusion that it just might actually run. I had a motorcycle at home but I only rode it when we went to parks or when I had to run errands like going to a store. Other than that, I didn't depend on it for transportation, just mere fun. "Please work," I begged, getting on and starting it up. It roared to life, making me practically jump for joy. "Alright!" Then I was off farther into the forest.
I had no clue what-so-ever where I was going. I was following my instincts. Somehow this forest felt familiar to me, as if I'd lived there my whole life. Enjoying my ride I zipped through and around the intertwining trees and plants. The motorcycle 'vroomed' as I pushed it to go faster. I loved the way the wind whooshed through my hair. I missed the feeling of leaving the world behind. Recently it has been leaving me. It was as if the world kept spinning while I went nowhere. My friends, what was left of them anyway, still talked to me every once in a while. Most of them were backstabbers and became lost with the popular kids sometime in the beginning of freshman year. It was the middle of the school year now, which means in a few days I'd have to go to school with a bunch of people who know each other. I hated the thought of being alone while everyone else had fun with their friends. My goal was to make new friends, and to maybe even fill the hole in me that's been bugging me thanks to being heartbroken by my ex-boyfriend. 'Maybe, I could forget about him.'
Sighing and pushing the thought away, I focused on my motorcycle. But the joy of being free didn't last long. My phone rang and I decreased my speed to pick it up. I sighed, 'It's probably Mom wanting me to go home.' I picked it up and answered, "Hello?"
"Lexa, can you stop by the store and pick up some milk? I just blinked and stared down at the cell. "Milk?! I don't even know where the store is located? Plus I have no way to get ther-" she cut me off by saying, "Uh-huh. Sure you don't! I'm not stupid, Lexa. I can hear the motorcycle engine."
"Um, no you don't! you're imagining things, Mother."
"Sure I am . Just go find some milk ok?"
"But Mom I don't have a cow!"
"Lexa I'm serious!" My mom laughed at my slowness.
"Fine. I'll try."
"Ok, and Lexa?"
"Yeah, Mom?"
"Be careful, ok?"
"Ok," I answered more seriously. Something was up. "Bye, mom." She said bye and we both hung up. "Well, off to the grocery store with an unknown location." I kept pressing on the brakes to slow down, but they didn't. "No, c'mon!" I pressed harder and even hit the emergency brakes in the back, but it would NOT slow down! I fought with the motorcycle trying to stay on. I attempted to turn around and failed as well. Struggling with the motorcycle I began to lose control. I barely made it through the trees without crashing into one. The motorcycle seemed to have a mind of its own as it took me deeper into the forest. 'How do I get off this thing?' I mentally screamed. 'Maybe I could jump.'
But the bike didn't give me a chance to make my decision. It crashed into a tree, throwing me on the ground. This time my reflexes weren't as quick in responding. Because of the impact, one piece of the motorcycle flew off and knocked me in the side causing me to yell out in pain. My head was throbbing where I had hit it against something hard, maybe a rock. Slowly I felt the world drift away as I was swallowed up by unconsciousness.