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Jasper recovered first, "I thought they abandoned you," He had already moved to her side without Kyleigh even noticing and taken her by the arm, leading her out of the rain.
"They did," Kyleigh whispered, "Oh my God," She said again. Jasper supported her over to a chair and helped her sit down then knelt in front of her, holding her hands.
"What are we gonna do?" Emmet asked, already gearing up for some sort of battle.
Rosalie sank into the chair across from Kyleigh, "Is there anything we can do?"
"Run," Alice said quietly, "Get out of here. Kyleigh and Jasper can go somewhere, Carlisle can come up with ashes and an urn, hold a memorial service."
"Do you know what they want?" Esme asked, also sitting at the table, looking stunned.
"Blood," Alice replied, "Not literally, of course, but they're not happy that they weren't notified."
"It's their own damn fault," Rosalie said angrily, "Maybe if they'd actually have been good parents, then-"
"I'd be dead, I wouldn't be with you guys," Kyleigh finished sadly.
The Cullens fell silent, listening to the rain.
"Alice's idea is the only way," Jasper broke the quiet, "We can get out of here until this blows over."
"Where will you go, though?" Esme knitted her brows together, "And how? It's not safe for Kyleigh to be near humans yet."
"Drive to Washington or somewhere, really anywhere."
"They could go stay with Edward and Bella," Emmet suggested.
"No, no, I don't want to bring this to them," Kyleigh shook her head, looking at Alice who nodded her thank you; Kyleigh wasn't going to subject Alice to being with Jasper longer than she had to.
"If you leave now, you can probably get somewhere before morning,"
Kyleigh raised her brows, "Uh, how?"
"By car," Carlisle said then added, "We drive fast."
"Oh," Kyleigh shrugged, "We'd need to find a place to stay."
"Go back to Forks," Rosalie said quietly, "Our house should still be there, if you're careful, no one will know."
"Don't you think someone might have bought that place by now?" Emmet asked.
They all looked at Alice who shut her eyes for a few minutes, "It's basically abandoned, but delinquents like to go smoke up there so…" She sighed.
"Okay, well, we're just outside Portland right now, right?" Rosalie said then continued without waiting for an answer, "So I'd say you could stay in Oregon as long as you got far away…I mean, it's not like they're going to track you down, you just can't be here."
They considered her logic then Jasper said, "We need to find the least populated and cloudiest city in Oregon."
Rosalie was already off to one of their laptops, beginning to search, her fingers flying over the keys, "Astoria, Oregon: just under 10,000 people with 240 cloudy days a year. It's a 2 hour drive."
"For a human," Emmet smirked.
Esme and Jasper were already to their feet, packing suitcases. Rosalie grabbed a GPS and entered in directions then began looking for a place for them to stay. Carlisle sat down next to Kyleigh and tilted her chin up gently with his finger, "It'll be over soon, little one. You guys can go on a quick vacation, we'll get this sorted out and you can come back again."
Kyleigh nodded though she didn't look convinced, "I don't get why I have to run, though. Are they really going to search the house?"
"Probably not," Carlisle admitted, "But just in case, it'll make me feel better if you're not around. Besides, they've got human blood in them, I don't think you're quite ready for it yet." Carlisle turned to Alice, "Did you happen to see when they were coming?"
"Soon," She replied vaguely, "I can't get a good grip on time for them. I think they're on their way to Portland right now."
"We have to hurry," Carlisle murmured.
Kyleigh got to her feet and ran upstairs, helping Jasper and Esme bring down the bags. Rosalie booked them a hotel room for a week, "I told them it was your honeymoon," She whispered to Kyleigh then winked, "They're more apt to leave you be that way."
Kyleigh laughed, "Gee, thanks, Rose."
"Take the Veyron," Carlisle tossed Jasper the keys.
"No fair," Emmet pouted like a child, "You've never let me touch that thing."
"There's a reason we bought you the tank," Esme teased, "Jasper's a much better driver than you are."
"We're going to need proof that we had her cremated," Jasper reminded Carlisle, already back at Kyleigh's side.
"Rosalie?" Esme looked at the blonde who turned back to the laptop and began typing again, "She's excellent at making certificates," She explained to Kyleigh.
"What about the ashes, Carlisle?" Alice asked, leaning against the wall, feeling like a stranger.
"Esme and Emmet can burn some furniture or something and I'm sure we have a vase we can use." Carlisle took the freshly printed 'certificate' and smiled at Rosalie, "Thank you."
"We need to go," Jasper murmured to Kyleigh, who nodded sadly.
"Don't worry, honey, this will be over soon and you can come back to us," Esme gave her a quick hug as did Rosalie.
"Good luck, dude," Emmet said to Jasper.
Kyleigh turned and hugged Alice quickly, "Thank you," She whispered then she grabbed the other suitcase and she and Jasper started towards the garage.
"Stop," Alice said suddenly, freezing in place. Everyone turned back to her and waited for her eyes to refocus, "They're on their way here," she said rapidly, "They must've gotten the address from the hospital. They want to press charges." Alice finished, looking horrified.
"How long?" Jasper asked briskly.
"They'll be here within 10 minutes," Alice whispered.
"Let's go!" Kyleigh said, grabbing Jasper's arm, "We have to move now!"
Jasper was eyeing Carlisle; he didn't even feel Kyleigh's touch, "What do we do?" he asked.
"Go," Esme urged.
Carlisle shook his head, "They're leaving could be pointless, plus I feel like they'd notice a Veyron whiz past them from this direction; most humans aren't stupid."
Kyleigh and Rosalie snorted, "Hello, they only kind of abandoned me," Kyleigh reminded him.
Carlisle ignored the girls, still watching Jasper, "So you're thinking that you guys can hide here?"
"I don't see the point in running…as long as Kyleigh doesn't get a whiff of them and they don't see her, then it shouldn't be a big deal," Jasper said, using his official military voice.
"He's right," Alice agreed, "The house is big. Keep them in the living room, the rest of us can go hide."
"We're wasting time," Emmet grumbled, always looking forward to a challenge, "We need to move."
Kyleigh nodded in agreement with Emmet, "I'd feel better if we could get out of here."
"This is one of those times when I wish we'd actually built a guest house," Esme sighed then began ushering her children out of the room, "Carlisle and I will stay up here and talk to them, you guys can…just get as far away as possible, but close enough that we can find you."
The 5 of them nodded and raced through the house and down the stairs.
"Should we wait outside?" Kyleigh suggested.
"In the rain?" Rosalie scoffed, "No way."
"Can't get our hair wet," Emmet teased; Kyleigh admired him for being able to joke around at a time like this.
Rosalie ignored him and led the others down a hidden door and into the basement.
"Whoa…" Emmet muttered, looking around, "Since when does this exist?"
"Since we moved here," Rosalie replied, turning on an old fashioned lamp to reveal a room filled with vintage furniture; it was a little musty, but nothing unmanageable, "Esme kept meaning to come down here and redecorate, but it kind of fell by the wayside."
Kyleigh ran her fingers along the tassels of the shade on the lamp, "It's perfect."
Emmet threw himself down on the couch, causing an eruption of dust to engulf him. Rosalie waited for it to settle then sat down next to him. Alice perched on an old cushioned chair, staying still and shutting her eyes, watching for their arrival.
Kyleigh crossed over to Jasper and wrapped her arms around his waist; he looked down at her and smiled tightly. She pressed her face against his shoulder and sighed.
"Ky," He murmured.
"Hm?" She didn't look up.
"You are so short," He grinned.
Kyleigh glared up at him, "You're freakishly tall," she retorted.
"I think I'm more of a normal height than you are," He teased, using his power to lighten the mood in the room.
"Oh please, how tall are you?"
"Uh…6'2, 6'3?"
"See? Freak," Kyleigh nodded, resting her head against his chest.
"Oh yeah? How tall you are?"
"5'2…" Kyleigh mumbled.
"See? Freak," He parroted.
Kyleigh stuck her tongue out at him.
"That was mature," He snorted, bringing his hands up to her waist and pulling her against him tightly, "Everything will be okay," He said quietly to her, unleashing another wave of relaxation through the air.
Kyleigh merely nodded, not trusting her voice. She shut her eyes and Jasper stooped down and kissed the top of her head gently. She tilted her face up to his and smiled and he kissed her quickly and softly.
Alice watched them with pain in her eyes then turned away, focusing on what was going on upstairs. Her whole body went rigid for a moment then she turned back to them, "They're here," She told them, not actually focused on the room at all.
Kyleigh's muscles tensed and Jasper rubbed his hands up and down her arms soothingly, "They have no idea you're here," He said lowly.
Rosalie bit her perfect lip and crossed her legs, tapping one of them against Emmet's leg absently. Emmet leaned forward and grabbed her ankle, freezing her leg. "Ooh, sorry," Rosalie said sheepishly, "I thought you were the couch…"
Emmet rolled his eyes at his wife and put an arm around her shoulders, pivoting his legs away from her pointedly.
Kyleigh could feel her hands shaking and balled them into fists so she could stuff them in her pocket; it seemed like days ago that Jasper had kissed her out in the rain. Kyleigh couldn't figure out why her parents thought it was a good idea to come barging into her new house at almost 6 in the morning, but then again Kyleigh had never understood her parents and they clearly had never understood her. She pulled one fist out of her pocket and entwined Jasper's fingers with hers then tugged him over to a love seat to wait.
Yeah, it's driving me mad…
Esme moved at lightning speed around the living room, straightening the cushions, trying to make it look like normal people lived here. Carlisle ran upstairs and changed into new clothes then came down and helped Esme pull out things to make tea or coffee, "God, I'm so glad we decided to go grocery shopping that one time," Esme murmured.
Carlisle didn't respond and tensed when a pair of headlights flashed into their driveway. He was about to send Esme into the bathroom when he glanced at the clock, "Sweetheart, you should be in bed," he realized, grabbing her and spinning her around, urging her towards the stairs.
"What?" Esme asked, stumbling under his hands.
"It's almost 6, normal people would be in bed right now," Carlisle explained.
Esme nodded in comprehension and went up the stairs, "I'll come down after a few minutes because I'd probably wake up when they come in."
"Right, and if they ask, I was just about to leave for work," Carlisle finished for her then she ran the rest of the way to their room and closed the door over while Carlisle sat in the kitchen and waited for the doorbell to ring. He listened to the sounds of the car door slamming and counted down from 10 until ding, ding. Carlisle paused then went to the door and pulled it open, pretending to look surprised, "Hello? May I help you?"
Harold and Helen Montgomery were opposites; Harold was short and squat, Helen tall and thin. Harold had a thick, steel grey moustache and sparse white hair while Helen had jet black hair pulled back in a severe bun. But that wasn't the ugliest thing about them; they both were scowling, and judging by the way their faces sagged, it seemed that that was the only facial expression they were capable of. It was a wonder Kyleigh had turned out so beautiful and light hearted.
"You're Carlisle Cullen?" Harold wheezed.
"Yes," Carlisle nodded, "And you are?"
"I'm Harold Montgomery, this is my wife Helen," Helen barely inclined her head at him, clearly immune to his good looks.
"Ah. Kyleigh's parents," Carlisle said somberly, "Would you like to step in for a moment?" He moved away from the door and they walked in. He shut the door then led them into the living room, "Would you like some coffee or tea?"
"No, no," Harold replied brusquely, "Let's not pretend like this is a social visit, sit down Cullen,"
Cullen bit his tongue to keep from reminding the man that he was in his house and shouldn't be ordered around, instead complying and sitting across from them, "What can I do for you?"
"Oh sure, now he thinks about what he can do for us," Harold muttered to his wife who nodded stiffly, "I'll tell you want you could have done: you could have called us when you admitted our daughter for treatment and you certainly could have notified us when she took a turn for the worse and you definitely should have called us when she died," Harold's face had turned an unpleasant purple color, giving him the appearance of a plum.
"I was under the impression that you and Kyleigh were no longer in contact with one another," Carlisle responded calmly.
Harold sputtered, not knowing what to say. Helen chose to reply instead, "That may be, but she was still our daughter and you had an obligation to notify her family," She was surprisingly soft spoken for such an imposing woman.
"Kyleigh was 19, a legal adult," Carlisle reminded them.
"So?" Harold burst out, "She was our daughter!"
"That didn't stop you from leaving her on her own when she was 14," Carlisle said pleasantly.
"You have no idea the stigma she was leaving on our family," Helen said quietly, "People refused to look at us on the street."
"I'm very sorry, but I don't see how that is justifiable for abandoning your child," Carlisle shrugged.
"We did what we had to do!" Harold roared, standing up, "We were all better off."
"You do realize she was half dead when she stumbled into the hospital, right? Back when she was 14, just a child," Carlisle leaned back, half enjoying the anger he was bringing out of Harold.
"We gave her money," Helen said simply, as if this solved everything.
"Right," Carlisle nodded thoughtfully, "Money to catch a cab; that doesn't make up for the lack of treatment she endured and it also doesn't make up for her living on the streets for a few weeks, freezing in the rain and snow."
"I will not be lectured on how we raised our daughter!"
"Raised her?" Carlisle stood up, "You abandoned her; you gave up. Don't give me these lies about your sacrifices," Carlisle looked frightening, very much like a vampire.
"Honey?" Esme called, "What's going on?" She padded into the room wearing a bathrobe, her hair tousled, trying her best to look like she'd just rolled out of bed.
"Nothing, sweetheart," Carlisle called, not taking his eyes off of Harold.
"Oh, hello," Esme greeted Kyleigh's parents, subconsciously touching a hand to her hair, "I didn't realize we had company…I thought I heard shouting, but I assumed it was a dream."
"Darling, these are Kyleigh Montgomery's parents. Remember, I told you about Kyleigh," Carlisle said.
"Oh yes…" Esme pretended to look sympathetic, "I'm so very sorry for your loss."
Harold was staring at Esme, clearly enamored by her gentle beauty.
Carlisle cleared his throat pointedly and Helen nudged her husband.
"Right," Harold worked himself back up to his anger, "Anyway, as I was saying, we're not here to be lectured on our choices," He didn't shout this time, still shooting Esme surreptitious glances.
"Then why are you here?" Carlisle gestured for Esme to come into the room and they all sat down again.
"We want justice," Helen said in her unsettlingly quiet voice, "We want you to pay for what you've done."
"I'm sorry," Esme interjected lightly, "But what, exactly, did my husband do?"
"He killed our daughter!" Harold glared at Carlisle.
"Whoa," Carlisle held up his hands, "Let's not go that far. I did not kill your daughter. She died of tuberculosis meningitis."
"Right," Harold snorted, "Sure she did. I want proof."
Carlisle and Esme raised their eyebrows at each other, "I'm sorry," Esme said softly, "I know I'm not a medically trained person, but I don't see how we could give you proof…"
"Exhume the body," Helen said sharply, "We want to take her to our own cemetery."
"But didn't they tell you at the hospital that she's been cremated?" Carlisle asked, genuinely surprised, "It was her last wish."
Esme stifled a smile, thinking about how her real last wish had been for chocolate. Being incinerated…chocolate…almost the same, she mused.
Helen rose so quickly, Carlisle almost believed her to be a vampire, "You incinerated our daughter without our permission?" She shrieked, "How dare you, you monster!" She lurched forward, ready to attack, but Harold caught her around the middle, staring at Carlisle with a horrified expression.
"You will pay for this," He said quietly, "You mark my words, you will pay."
"It was her last wish," Carlisle repeated, getting to his feet, "And as I've already said, she was 19, she could make her own choices."
"Be expecting a law suit," Helen spat, "You'll be hearing from our lawyer."
"Dear, we don't have a lawyer," Harold whispered.
"Shut up, Harold," Helen snapped, pulling away from him, "Let's go," She grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the house.
Carlisle and Esme waited until the car had driven away then sank onto the couch again, "What do we do?" Esme whispered.
"Get a lawyer," Carlisle said, already working on a plan, "Send the kids away. They're supposed to be at school or abroad,"
Esme nodded, "Should we separate them?"
"I don't see any need," Carlisle furrowed his brow.
"Don't you think the 5 of them will be rather conspicuous travelling together?" Esme asked.
"Right…" Carlisle sighed, "Well, if Alice goes her own way, we can send Kyleigh and Jasper somewhere and Emmet and Rosalie can go on another honeymoon."
"I think we need to see what they think," Esme pointed out lightly, "I'll go find them."
Oh no…
Every time Kyleigh had heard her father's raised voice, she'd flinched. Jasper had worked overtime to keep her emotions in check, but it was hard to do so when he could feel the others' anxiety as well. Rosalie had moved over to Kyleigh's other side and was holding one hand while Jasper held the other. Kyleigh had subconsciously begun rocking back and forth when she heard her mother's shrieking; how many times had she taken the brunt of her mother's mood swings?
Even Emmet had looked worried at times, glancing at Kyleigh; he wasn't very good at the whole emotion thing so he stayed where he was, but he did feel bad for his newest sister. Alice had remained still, searching for the resolution of the meeting, but she couldn't get a grasp on it because Kyleigh's parents kept changing their minds.
When Esme knocked on the door, everyone jumped. She poked her head in and told them it was over and to come back to the house so they all quietly followed her and crowded together in the living room, watching Carlisle expectantly.
"They want to press charges, as Alice said," He inclined his head at Alice, "At first, it just seemed like they wanted to guilt me about not telling them you'd taken a turn for the worse, but then I pointed out that you were a legal adult and they had left you for dead and, for some reason, that made them very angry," Carlisle gave a half smile then sobered, "Then they wanted proof because they accused me of killing you," Kyleigh gasped, but Carlisle continued, "And when I said that you'd been cremated, your mother lost it so now they're going to sue us…I'm not sure on what grounds, but she seemed serious." He finished.
The 5 kids stared at him in shock until Kyleigh burst out with, "This is all my fault, if I hadn't asked you to change me then this wouldn't have happened," she lurched to her feet, "Oh my God, I've blown your cover. If you leave now, then maybe you'll be okay and I'll…I don't know, I'll run away…" She made for the stairs, but Jasper leapt to his feet and grabbed her by the elbow, pulling her against his chest as she began doing the vampire equivalent of hyperventilating. After a few moments of being in Jasper's arms, she settled down and he made her sit back down, "Sorry…" She muttered, "Lost it for a second."
Emmet snorted, "Crazy, party of one," Rosalie stomped on his foot, "Ow! I'm referring to the fact that she thinks we're gonna let her leave. You're one of us, Kyleigh, whether you like it or not so sit down and shut up."
"Well…I was going to word that more politely, but I guess that works too, thanks Emmet," Carlisle said wryly.
"I think Kyleigh needs to go hunting," Esme suggested, looking at Kyleigh's now crimson eyes, "It might do her some good to blow off steam. We can come up with a plan while she's out."
Carlisle nodded in agreement, "Maybe you all should go hunting."
"I'm not hungry," Rosalie said.
"I think you're just too scared to go hunting with Kyleigh," Emmet teased.
"Please, I went hunting with her last week," Rosalie rolled her eyes, "I've just lost my appetite in lieu of today's events."
"I'd rather stay here and focus, I'll watch Tweedledee and Tweedledum's future for a little while," Alice declined.
"You guys are lame," Emmet stood up eagerly, "Come on, Crazy, I bet we can find a nice mountain lion for you."
Kyleigh nodded then grabbed Jasper's hand, hauling him up with her. After a quick conference, they waved to the others and dashed out the door.
Once they were gone, Esme rubbed her temples, "Okay girls, here's what we were thinking," She clued them in on their tentative plan, "Of course, it's up to you to decide what you want to do, Alice," Esme added in the end.
"I think you need me," Alice tapped her head with a lithe finger, "I can keep an eye out for you."
"Oh Alice, we won't subject you to being here. I know it hurts to be around us right now," She decided not to mention names.
"Look, if she is who he wants, then I'm going to try my damndest to make sure they're together," Alice said firmly, her eyes shining.
"Alright, then you have a choice, you can go with Kyleigh and Jasper or you can go with Emmet and Rosalie," Carlisle said, all business.
"Where exactly are you sending all of us?" Rosalie cocked a perfect brow.
"We were thinking of sending Kyleigh and Jasper to Edward then you guys can pick where you want to go."
"Won't that be dangerous for Nessie?" Rosalie asked, always protective of her niece.
"Not if Jasper's around," Alice shrugged, feeling another pang for her ex-love.
"God, I haven't seen Nessie in ages," Rosalie sighed wistfully.
"Rose, you were there a month ago." Carlisle reminded her.
"Oh I know," Rosalie replied, "I just miss her."
"We all do," Esme said sadly.
"Maybe it would be better to send Rosalie and Emmet to be with Edward since it'd be safer, just in case Kyleigh…you know," Alice pointed out gently, "Then Jasper and Kyleigh can go wherever."
"I still think you all could go to Edward, if you're careful about travelling. Like, if you left at different times," Carlisle suggested, "As long as you're careful, you'd be fine. Then it'd be double the protection for Nessie."
"I suppose," Alice shrugged again, "It's up to you guys. We have to ask Edward first, though."
"Ooh, you're right," Esme gasped, disappearing into the other room. They could hear her talking frantically into the phone.
"So is this the plan now?" Rosalie asked, looking to Carlisle for confirmation.
"I think it would be best," He replied, "They live on that secluded farm so there'd be plenty of room and as Esme said, if you stagger your departures and arrivals, no one will know."
Esme came back into the room, "Edward wants to know why it is that our family can't just live normally," She smiled, "And he said that they'd be happy to have you guys visit."
"Did you explain everything?"
"I gave the reader's digest version," Esme went to his side, "I figured you can explain when you get there."
"So, when are we leaving?" Emmet asked eagerly, jumping in through the back window.
"Oh for goodness sake, Emmet," Esme stared in dismay at the muddy foot prints he left, "Can't you use the door? And wipe your feet?"
"Sorry," He said sheepishly, taking off his shoes and tossing them out the window.
"Oof!" Kyleigh glared at Emmet through the window then went around to the side door and came in, "Emmet, for goodness sake, why must you throw things? Can't you just place them gently on the ground?" She wiped the mud off her shirt, "I finally managed to hunt without ruining an outfit and you had to get mud on it!" She glared at him.
"I can't win today," Emmet said dramatically, pouting to Rosalie who gave an un-Rosalie like giggle.
Jasper had come in behind Kyleigh and was snickering at Kyleigh's comical glare, "You really aren't scary," He teased.
"Oh yeah?" Kyleigh pounced on him. Jasper didn't even stumble back, "Well…that didn't have the effect I was going for," She sighed, "You couldn't even humor me?"
Jasper stumbled backwards for her, "Happy now?"
"Yes," She grinned at him.
Alice looked to Carlisle and moved to his side, "Shouldn't she have been able to take him?" She murmured.
"Kyleigh's not as strong as most newborns," He explained quietly, "She's got about the strength of a normal vampire, though sometimes she's weaker. We don't let her hunt alone because she's been trapped by lions before."
"Oh," Alice watched Kyleigh dismount from Jasper with half envy, half sympathy. It's no fun to be the weakest link in the family, not that Alice ever had been, but she assumed it wouldn't be.
"No one answered my question," Emmet pointed out, his arm around Rosalie.
"What was the question again?" Esme asked apologetically, "I got a little distracted by the mud which you will clean up."
"I asked when we're leaving," Emmet said over his shoulder, going to get a mop.
"As soon as possible," Carlisle answered.
"That was definitive," Emmet muttered, slopping water all over the floor and scrubbing at the foot prints.
Kyleigh dashed up the stairs and came back down in clean clothes, "Did I miss anything?" She whispered to Jasper.
"Yes," He said very seriously, "Johnny Depp stopped by for a minute. He said to say hello."
"Not funny! Thou shalt not joke about Johnny Depp!" Kyleigh kicked his shin.
He chuckled at her, "But really, the only thing you missed was Emmet slipping in the water and falling on his ass."
"Damn…that's almost as good as Johnny Depp," Kyleigh said wistfully.
"Thanks Kyleigh," Emmet glared at her. She smiled sweetly at him.
"Okay," Carlisle called them back to attention, "I can't decide who should leave first…Kyleigh and Jasper could leave first and have Emmet and Rosalie come behind them as protection…or we could send Emmet and Rosalie first as more of a precaution then when they're getting close, Jasper and Kyleigh could follow…" He furrowed his brow.
"I think the second one," Kyleigh determined, "If we want to stagger our travels, it'd be better to have them go first."
"It probably doesn't matter either way, I don't foresee any danger," Alice added, "Who am I going with?"
They all looked at each other, weighing everything.
"It's up to you," Esme said finally, "Whichever you're more comfortable with. It doesn't matter who you're with. If you see something, we can call each other,"
"You should come with us, Alice," Rosalie said, trying to sound lighthearted, "I want to hear more about your adventures in Spain. I was thinking of dragging Emmet there for vacation sometime."
Jasper and Kyleigh had sidled away, feeling awkward. They were communicating with their eyes about how difficult this could potentially be if she changes her mind.
"Maybe I should just stay here," Alice suggest, "I'd be more useful to you guys than to them," She pointed out, "They don't need to know things immediately. If it turns out you don't need me here, I can head over by myself," She attempted to sound breezy.
"She has a good point," Carlisle contemplated this.
"It's not like they'll search the house for Kyleigh's body or something, I'd be perfectly safe hiding upstairs."
"But don't you want to see Edward and Bella?" Esme raised her eyebrows.
"Yes, of course, but-"
"Alice, just ride with us," Emmet said impatiently, "Then you don't have to ride with them," He cocked his head towards Kyleigh and Jasper, "Who knows, maybe you'll find a new man in Montana," He wiggled his eyebrows.
Alice rolled her eyes, "I somehow doubt that, but fine, let's get packing,"
And so Rosalie and Emmet packed up their bags; Alice had never unloaded her suitcase from her car and Kyleigh and Jasper's things were ready from earlier. Jasper and Carlisle went to the garage to prepare the cars, Alice moved hers to the back of the house and finally they all sat and waited for the sun to go down.
Just so you guys know, I'm going on vacation until next Friday. I'll probably post another chapter or two tomorrow before I leave, but if not, you'll have to wait a week. I'm very sorry! (well, I'm not because I'm going away, but I do feel bad). Anyway, please, please, please review, please? Thank you!