Yes, I know!! Oh, my God, I don't know why it took me so long to update. I do know that this one took a lot longer to edit because I was reading Eclipse again, and made me realize that I had tons of things wrong. Hopefully, that's cool with you guys, 'cause, I am really not in the mood to fix all these. This chapter is 3 pages shorter than the previous ones, so I'm sorry about that. But even I wanted to update my story, so yeah.
Also, there will be a new story coming up soon. If you guys have checked out my profile, you'll see another one there called Later but that one is still in progress. I want to make more fanfictions, than actual stuff like that. Anyways, back to the new story. It's a Percy Jackson/OC. Yay for me, haha. But I still have to work on the plot, so hopefully, I'll be able to publish that soon. Hope you enjoy this chapter!
Recap: Just as I was about to answer, my phone buzzed in my pocket. At first, I wanted to ignore it, thinking it was just a message, then I remembered Emmett's question. I held my hand up to signal for a second, and grabbed the phone.e
"Hello?" I didn't even bother checking for called ID.
"Hello, Ms. Jones? This is Dr. Cullen." 'Cullen?' That made me look at Emmett. Apparently, he didn't know what was happening.
"I have news about your father."
"Really? How is he, what happened? Do you need me there?" I practically yelled at the phone. Emmett was still there, staring really intently at me, obviously wanting to know what was happening.
"Ms. Jones, please calm down. Your father is fine. He just needs a little rest. He hit his head pretty badly. You shouldn't worry yourself. You're very welcome to~" I didn't let him finish. I turned to Emmett.
"What's the fastest way to get out of here?"
"I assume you mean without getting caught by the teachers?" I nodded impatiently.
"Well, let's go to the field. We have to be in the forest, where they can't see us." He answered and grabbed my hand, then he started running, like when he did on my first day.
He tried distracting me with the same dizziness I felt before, asking about why I was so agitated.
"Your third day and you're already cutting school? What about your promise to Lane?" Oh, shit.
"This is more important than any guy. It's my dad." I avoided Nathan, 'cause even I don't know what to tell Nathan.
"Oh, okay, then. I just wanted to point out that since I'm helping you be a felon, you might as well tell me why."
"Dad's been missing since last night. My brother just let me know this morning, so we're really worried. He left a not, of course, but since he said he's just be out for some supplies, and that he'd try to be back before dinner, that kind of sounds an alarm for me. And your dad, Dr. Cullen, called me, saying that they have news about dad. Hence the cutting school felony." I explained, and as I finished, we halted to arrive at the forest behind school.
"You know, I always wanted to ask~"
"No time for that. Now, where is your source of transportation?" he asked, as if knowing exactly what I was gonna say.
"Well, my car is in the parking lot. But it's not like we can just drive it out of there, with tons of students. And since it's there already, the school cameras would know I entered the school. And there are the students who already saw me."
"I'll take care of the cameras. Now, I need you to take this path, it'll lead you straight down the road. I'll meet you there, okay?" he said, pointing out this trail.
"Okay, but~"
"Great, Try to do it as fast as possible, someone might see you." Then he left. I stared at the path, wondering how Emmett knew it went to the road, and if he cut school often.
I started running as fast as I can, and when I did, it didn't feel the same way, running with Emmett. With him, it was like I was flying, like we were going way too fast for anyone to see.
I tripped several times, but stepped on my other foot before I could pressure on my other one. I almost collided with a tree because of my absent-mindedness. When I finally saw the road, I was ecstatic. Seriously, I didn't even think that the trail was far from the road. Emmett didn't warn me. I waited a couple of minutes before I saw my Wrangler skidding down the street on the wet road. Oh, no, he didn't.
He halted in front of me, opening the passenger side door, yelling, "Get in!" So I did.
"What the hell, Emmett! This is my baby, you can't just skid it down the road, especially if it's wet, and most especially if it's Forks' road!" I scolded. Hey, he may be stinkin' rich, but that didn't mean I was, too. I mean, my dad is in the fricking hospital, for crying frick out loud!
"I'm sorry, but since you were in a hurry, I kind of made me think that I wouldn't have time to wait until all the students were inside till I took your car. We could've taken my car, but it would be harder to make an excuse for you to leave school." He explained.
"What do you mean?! You say that like the school is used to you cutting school or something."
"Actually, they are."
"What? What do you mean they are?" I asked, not completely understanding what he meant. But he didn't answer.
"We're here." He announced. Emmett's driving was so crazy, he decided to distract me and it worked.
I opened my door and ran towards the receptionist.
"Hi, um, do you know where Richard Jones is? Dr. Cullen is his doctor, if I'm correct." I informed the nurse.
"Yes, well, he's still in examination. If you would just sit down, I'm sure it won't be long."
"Yes, thank you." I said. I'm glad she isn't one of those nurses in the movies where you have to practically yell at them for attention.
I walked to a nearby bench and tried to relax. Emmett was following me, I didn't notice. He sat next to me and put an arm around my shoulders comfortingly.
"Tell me. Is your dad a good doctor?" I turned to him.
"Well, if you must know, yes, he actually is." He answered.
"Good enough that we cut school to be here when dad wakes up?" he nodded, confirming him answer.
It took me a few minutes to finally relax and realize that I didn't know if Dr. Cullen called Ella or not.
'I'll call her later. Besides, I'm pretty sure she'll be one of the people in school that'll look for me.' I thought.
"Excuse me, Ms. Jones?" I heard a soft female voice emit. I opened my eyes and raised my head from the cold and hard shoulder that~ Whoa, what?? I turn around, seeing Emmett looking back at me—more specifically down at me ('cause he's so damn tall). Though he didn't seem to mind, he was just looking, as if asking if we should go.
I turned back to the nurse and asked what the matter was.
"Dr. Cullen says you can see your father now." And with that, I jumped off the benches. The nurse noticed my agitation and led me faster to where they were keeping dad.
Emmett produced no sweat in trying to keep up with us, and we had to ride the elevator for four floors and went through several hallways and corridors. I had no idea why Dr. Cullen insisted on putting my dad in quarantine. Well, not technically, but he might as well, with the distance we were walking. Or maybe, I really am just restless.
"You okay? You look exhausted." Emmett commented. I simply nodded, wanting to save my breath, so I could walk faster and longer. Finally, we made it. The entrance was two glass doors that said, 'Authorized Personnel Only.' I turned to the nurse.
"Why is my dad in there?" I asked the nurse.
"Dr. Cullen said tat your dad is in special treatment, that his condition is very delicate. You're allowed to see him, though." I felt Emmett put a hand on my shoulder. The nurse opened the doors and led us to the room across the doors.
Dr. Cullen was in the room, holding a clipboard*. His back was turned to us. I turned to my dad. Emmett put his other hand on my other shoulder, as if holding me back. Like that would stop me. I didn't notice when Dr. Cullen faced us, but he said,
"Ms. Jones, I didn't expect you to be here yet."
"Yeah, well, I didn't expect my dad to be in the furthest room in the hospital, either. What wrong, what happened to him?" but he didn't get to answer me, there was sudden warmth in the room, and three boys entered.
"Ah, there you are, Sam. Ms. Jones, this is Sam Uley. He found your father in the forest; he's the one that brought him here." Dr. Cullen introduced the medium sized guy of the three—which was a huge understatement, by the way! The small sized guy was at least 6"3', and I'm just a 5"1', so there was quite a gap between out heads!
"Hey there, Elizabeth, right?" I nodded, "I'm Sam, and this is Embry and Jacob. We're from La Push." He introduced, gesturing—wait, what?!?
'Jacob?' That made me look at which he gestured to, large-sized guy.
When I looked him in the eyes**, I was confused, surprised and a little light-headed. Okay, not just a little, and not just in the head. I felt both heavy and light inside, like I was falling***. It took a few more seconds to realize 3 things****, 1) I was staring at the Jacob, my best friend and the same guy I 'daydreamed' about; 2) he was huge; and 3) I think I just fell for him.
'That's ridiculous, Izzy! You can't just fall for a guy that, apparently, saved your father's life, is your best friend that you've been planning for two months to contact, and is in like with Bella!'
But is that were the case, why was he staring back at me, like I am at him?
"Elizabeth?" Dr. Cullen's velveteen voice brings me back to earth.
"J-Just Izzy. I think I remember you guys. My family used to visit La Push beach all the time when I was little, for my cousin's birthday party. I don't think you remember me, though…" at that, I glanced at Jacob once again. He seemed to know what I was talking about.
"Oh, yeah, I recognize you! You're the little girl that used to sing My Heart Will Go On all the time!" Embry commented. And yes, I did sing to Celine Dion. And pretty good, too!
"Yeah, that-that'd be me, as embarrassing as it is to admit," I inserted a small smile, just to sound convincing. Besides, Jacob loved it when I smiled. At least, that's what he said when we were 7, and I was missing my right front tooth.
"Haha, yeah, I remember you now! Your mom made delicious corn muffins! God, I'd kill for one right now…" The Embry guy… I like him, haha! He seems fun to be with, and I think we'll get along pretty well, hahaha!!
"Embry," Sam called. I guess I wasn't the only one that thought he was getting a little carried away. Embry turned to Sam, their eyes conversing. I risked another glance to Jacob, but this time his eyes met mine.
And that did it. Everything I felt before, it was nothing compared to what I do now.
I don't know how long we held each other's gaze, I don't know if the others noticed, but I didn't care. Whether or not this was the same Jacob I was gonna visit this weekend, he wasn't showing any hints. But I highly doubt he isn't him.
I don't know why he attracted me this much. It's not like I couldn't stop if I wanted to, it's just that I don't want to.
We probably looked like a couple in a music video that was separated years ago and found each other again... That thought brought me back to earth.
After I landed my spaceship (bad pun, I know), Sam said they had stuff to do so Dr. Cullen dismissed them. I didn't look at Jacob again, seeing as I don't want another staring contest. I turned around to look for a seat, but then colliding with Emmett's rock hard abs.
"Slow down, superstar," he chuckled.
"You know, that's such a coincidence. My cousin Ella calls me that. I think the last time she did, was my first day in school, when I was racing down the stairs." I said, smiling.
"Really, she does? I swear, I didn't know that," he admitted.
"Well, I never really thought that you did," I answered, laughing slightly. He smiled in return.
I wished that the distractions that I was trying so hard to find was enough not to worry about dad. But if I ever knew myself, I also know that it wasn't.
I turned back to dad instead of looking for a seat, and approached his bed. He had so many visible injuries, I can't even think about the ones that really hurt. His left forearm was in a cast, and his face was covered with cuts.
"I don't understand, what happened to him?" I ask to no one in particular, but Dr. Cullen answered my question.
"We're not exactly sure. We figured wherever he came from, he was running from something and fell unexpectedly. That's where we think he got the broken wrist. And the cuts, well, with all the twigs in the forest, that might be self-explanatory."
"Well, that leaves us with one question, then. What was he running from?" I asked, again, to no one in particular. This time, no one answered me.
Emmett's POV
When Izzy asked about who her dad was running from, I knew Carlisle wouldn't answer. I knew Izzy wouldn't expect me to. So there was just silence after that.
"Emmett, can I talk to you for a minute?" Carlisle's voice rang in the room. I glanced at Izzy, still trying to understand what happened to her father on her own.
"Yeah, sure," I answered. Carlisle and I left the room without Izzy casting us a curious glance.
We went to the hall before we entered the 'Authorized' section of the hospital.
"Emmett, I understand that you've decided that you won't stay away from Izzy and you discourage hurting her, but helping her cut school isn't really favorable." Carlisle elaborated softly.
"I know that. But I think it was really important to her." I answered and couldn't help but glance again to my singer.
"Did you even think about hat Rosalie might do to her?" I turned to Carlisle.
"I won't let her touch Izzy."
"Exactly, Emmett, Rosalie won't think twice about hurting Izzy. The fact that you've told Izzy that Rosalie's only your sister wasn't very good."
"Carlisle, if you're worried that I'll turn into Edward and fall for Izzy, you're wrong."
"I'm just warning you. I won't let this be a reason for our family to break up."
*You know, the one that doctors are always carrying around. Hallelujah!! Sorry if that was a little short for you! I'm kind of making the chapters as I go here, so... BAD NICKITINE!! Haha, ignore that. But before you complain! I want to say that I know in my head how I want to story to go, so I pray that you won't judge me for this. Now, to quote an author here in , "Hours (in this chapter's case, days) to write, minutes to read, seconds to review!!"
**Oh, yes, I did just quote a Jonas Brothers song.
***I've never actually written a 'I'm-falling-in-love-at-first-sight' line before so I think this one's a little amateurish. And I wasn't sure if the imprintee even felt anything when the imprinter saw her for the first time, so I made this line mean 'I-think-I'm-falling-in-love-for-the-first-time-again'. Hopefully, that was understandable.
****Sound familiar? Hehe...
I think that was right... Thanks for readin', y'all!
