So here is the next chapter!
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Previously;

Looking at the clock, I saw I had only 5 minutes until Daniel picked me up, so I carefully opened my window, climbed through it and down the tree to the ground, before I took off running; not daring to look back in case I saw Nessie or Jake.

I can't actually believe I am doing this.

I am actually going insane.

For starters, I can't believe that Jake and Nessie haven't caught me yet; it's not as if I didn't make a lot of noise escaping from my bedroom. They must have been really pre-occupied doing whatever they were doing not to have noticed; that being something I do not wish to think about.

I could see Daniel's car waiting at the end of our drive, ready to pick me up. Slowing down as I approached it, breathing heavily trying to catch my breath from running about half a mile, I flashed him a wide grin a practically jumped into the car. Putting my seatbelt on I turned to look at the boy sat next to me, who wore an identical smile to mine, and said,

"Hey."

"Are you ready to go?"

I nodded my head in response and he put his foot heavily onto the accelerator pedal and we took off speeding down the road.

"So, where about is this party at?" I questioned, looking down at my now folded hands on my lap.

"Just out of town; not that far away. The guy's parents are on vacation and we couldn't pass up an opportunity as great as this could we now?" Laughing, he pulled off of the highway onto a small street with a lot of cars parked on the side of the road, outside a large house.

"Were here." Pulling up onto the sidewalk, he cut off the engine and got out of the car. He motioned me to get out and follow him towards the house, so I grabbed my purse and jogged to catch up to him.

The house was actually quite nice. You could tell somebody with a decent amount of money owned the place, because of the large plasma screened TV and state of the art kitchen appliances.

The place was full of teenagers around my age; most of whom I had never seen before in my life, then again I haven't actually met that many people because of who my family were and the secrets we needed to keep secret. It meant that I didn't have that many friends or people I actually talked to outside of the family. Sometimes, I wish that I actually had a normal life, with normal parents and normal aunts and uncles and actually able to have a best friend outside of the family. Maybe that's why I am doing this, why I am here at this party now. Rebelling against my parents, rebelling against the life I have had.

Its okay for Nessie, she has had Jacob since she was born. But I've never had anyone; I've always been the one who sits on their own whilst watching a movie. But I can't complain, my family have given me everything they could, and given the power they hold and the amount of money they have, I am talking about a lot of things.

"Olivia? Are you there?" A hand was being waved directly in front of my face. Being snapped out of my reverie, I looked up into the face of Daniel.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm sorry; I just kind of blanked out, I guess." Was my feeble reply.

"I'm going to get a drink, you want one?"

"Oh, yeah sure. I'll just be waiting here." With that, he took off into the kitchen.

People kept banging into me, as the beat of the music thudded through out the house. I wasn't going to dance; for one thing it wasn't my style of music, and secondly it would inevitably end up in my making a complete fool out of myself and falling face first on the dance floor due to my lack of co-ordination.

Daniel came back a few minutes holding to plastic cups. Handing one to me, I took a deep gulp of the liquid and felt the burn of alcohol and it flowed down my throat. Coughing a little, Daniel looked at me,

"Are you okay?"

"Just went down the wrong hole that's all." I laughed weakly, before taking another large gulp. If I'm going to break the rules once tonight, I might as well break all of them.

I'm going to be in so much trouble.

"Hey" A deep voice boomed from behind me. As I turned around, I caught the strong smell of alcohol coming from the man. He was tall, with short blonde spiky hair. His eyes were half closed and looked as if he was going to collapse at any moment.

"Yeah, hi. I have to go." I said, turning to walk away quickly to go look for Daniel.

"Oh no you don't, pretty little lady. Why don't you stay with me and we can have some fun." His words were slurred and I was sure half way through speaking he tried to wink at me, but failed miserably and just looked like he had a face spasm. He grabbed hold of my arm and pulled me closer to his body, putting his arm around my waist to grab my behind.

"Get off of me." I growled, struggling against his strong hold.

"Why don't we go out stairs to somewhere a little more private?"

"I said, let GO of me!" with that I kneed him in the male private parts. Because I was a little stronger than the average teenage girl, not by much though, it must have hurt. He crumpled on the floor in front of me. I walked away before I was sure, but I think he actually fell asleep. He'll wake up tomorrow morning wondering what had happened the night before to ache that much.

I wanted to get out of there. I didn't know where Daniel was, he had left me about half an hour after he got me the drink, saying he had to go find 'someone'.

The only way out I could see was the back door, which was through the kitchen. However as I made my way outside I saw a practically full bottle of 'whoever-knows-what' standing on the side. Picking it up, I made my way out of the door. I didn't want to call anyone to pick me up, because that would just end real badly, so my only other option was to walk home. Taking a gulp of the liquid, I set off on my journey home.

The journey home on an average home would have taken a maximum of an hour, if you took various different stops along the way. It was now 1pm in the morning, and I had been walking for an hour and a half and had only made it half of the way. However, the bottle of alcohol I had found was now almost empty and had somehow been lost on the journey.

Stumbling around on the side of the road, loosing my footing every few steps whilst badly singing, 'On My Own' from Les Miserable, I saw two bright lights heading in my direction at a very fast speed. Deciding that I was some sort of sign that I must follow them, I wandered into the middle of the road waving my hands around my head like a maniac.

"I'm here! Take me! Take me to your leader." I giggled.

As it drew closer, I noticed that it was a car that looked familiar. Oh drat.

My father's car screeched to a halt directly in front of me, and he practically marched up to me. In my drunken state I actually found quite comical, something that wouldn't of happened if I was sober because I would have known the consequences. Snorting from trying to keep the laughter in only seemed to make my dad angrier, if that was even possible.

"Get in the car. Now!" He growled fiercely, before turning back, getting into the car and slamming the door closed. I slowly made my way over, tripping over once in the process and stumbled my way into the car.

"What were you thinking, Olivia? Did you honestly believe we wouldn't find out?" I just stayed silent and stared out of the windscreen. "Did you think we wouldn't be able to smell the alcohol on you? Your sister and Jake were terrified when they found out you were gone!"

"Yeah, but they didn't notice me leave though, did they?" Why can't you just keep your mouth shut?

"Do not speak to me like that Olivia. We are going to carry this conversation on once we get home, but I don't want to hear a word out of you until we are there."

"But…"

"No Olivia. Do you not understand how much trouble you are in?"

The rest of the journey home was silent. An awkward silence. The awkward silences where you want to say something but you don't know what to say, or in my case you're not allowed to say anything. Once we had got to our house, my dad got out of the car and went straight inside, without even bothering to wait for me. Grudgingly I followed, a little less graceful though, due to the state I was in.

Walking into the living room I saw every single member of my family standing around the sofa staring straight at me. Due to the fact that I was profusely intoxicated, my brain wasn't working as it should have been. Thus being the reason for the next sentence that came out of my mouth,

"Hello. If you're all finished staring at me, I think I'll go to bed now. Goodnight everybody. Father." Granted it did come out quite slurred.

"You are not going anywhere Olivia." Carlisle said sternly, a frown on his beautiful face.

"But Grandad, I'm tired…" I whined. "I just want to go to sleep." At this point I was crying and my voice had reached pitch levels Aunt Alice would find difficult. "Please, let me sleep…"

At that I was completely oblivious to the world around me as I had fallen into a deep sleep.

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