Sorry for the long wait, but here is chapter 10. Please review!
Chapter 10
"Kelsey, wait" Emily yelled after me. I didn't even turn around I just kept walking. I didn't want to hear the lies about Sam and his gang. It didn't even matter. These LaPush people were crazy. Maybe if I could convince Jamie of the unstable people I'm around then he would let me come home. If only he would talk to me. I called his number again and again. Why won't he answer me?
"Jamie, it's Kels. Please talk to me. Please Jamie. It's not what you think. I don't even know what you think because you won't-" And I was cut off. I continued to call and my voicemails ranged from angry to desperate.
"Jamie, answer your damn telephone"
"Please please please please" I cried as I sunk to the ground on the side of the road. I had no idea where I was. There was no one I trusted to come pick me up without a lecture involved. I just needed to get out of this place. I was never emotional like this back in New York.
"Kelsey?" a recognizable voice asked.
"Leave me alone"
"Kelsey are you ok?"
"I said leave me alone. Are you deaf?" I screeched.
"What's wrong?"
"Jared..." I whispered before gripping his shirt. I just held on to him as all my feelings about Sam, Jamie, Olivia, LaPush, Martin, my mom, anything and everything that put my life at this point flashed across my mind. I don't know how long we sat there, but he didn't say a word. A sob built in my throat, but I kept my tears from falling. I never cried in public. Since I was thirteen, no one has seen me cry. Crying was weak. My embarrassment finally brought me back to reality - I was sitting on the side of the road, clutching Jared's shirt, and having a mental breakdown.
"School?" my voice cracked out of my throat.
"Let's go to the beach," he said and took my hand leading the way. Once we got to the beach, he sat down and pulled me down next to him in the sand.
"What's wrong?"
"Look Jare, I don't want to talk about it"
"Kelsey I care about you, but for me to help you I need to know what's wrong"
"Well you can help me with one thing"
"Anything," he replied just like he knew he would.
"Kiss me." And then his lips were on mine. He was everywhere. Our tongues danced together, and our hands roamed over each other. All my worries were lost just as I planned. My thoughts were consumed with Jared. I couldn't remember why I was upset or where I was. Finally he leaned away for air, but his mouth roamed to my neck as he continued kissing me. He pulled back and looked into my eyes.
"Wow," he said.
"Thank you"
"Anytime." He winked and stood up hauling me up with him.
"Where are you taking me now?"
"Well, school would be over now, so I should probably bring you back to Sam's house"
"Has it really been that long?" He didn't respond and opened the door to the passenger door of his car. He drove me back to Sam and Emily's house and opened my car door.
"Thank ya, sir," I said in my best country accent. He just smiled at me, grabbed my hand, and led me up to the front door.
"Honey I'm home," Jared yelled as he swung the door wide open.
"Oh Jared have you seen Kel-" Emily asked walking into the living room.
"Hi"
"Kelsey, I'm so glad you're home" Emily said squeezing me in a bear hug.
"Can we talk?" Sam asked entering from the kitchen.
"Sam, I understand, everyone gets mad. I should know. Let's just forgive and forget"
"Wow you're amazing," Jared whispered in my ear.
"Of course, Kelsey. Now Jared can I talk to you?" Sam asked motioning for him to follow him outside. I followed Emily to the kitchen to help with dinner.
"Are you and Jared together?" she asked with a knowing look.
"What are you talking about, Em?" I asked looking down at the potatoes I was cutting to avoid her eyes.
"It's obvious that you are. You kissed today, didn't you?"
"You must be confused because Jared and I are just friends"
"Well you have a hickey on your neck, and you walked in hand and hand with him, so just connecting the obvious dots..."
"Emily, shut up!" I whispered embarrassed just as Jared walked into the kitchen.
"Hey Em" Jared said.
"Jared, just the boy I wanted to see. Join us for dinner. Right Kelsey?"
"We're having steak," I said with a wink.
"Let me set the table. Kelsey, some help?" Jared responded.
"Anytime." Jared and I set the table while Sam grilled and Emily made mashed potatoes. I snuck away to the bathroom to put foundation on my hickey before Sam saw it - he would freak out. We all sat down for dinner, and they passed around all of the food.
"Wow I'm starving. Kelsey and I haven't eaten anything all day," Jared stated shoveling food into his mouth.
"I'm not really that hungry"
"Come on, Kels. Eat something," Jared pleaded. I grabbed a scoop of mashed potatoes and put them on my plate. It seemed that everyone was staring at me, so I spooned a bite into my mouth. I'm surprised I didn't vomit right then and there. After a couple of minutes, I excused myself from the table. I ran to the bathroom and stuck my finger down my throat.
"Kelsey?" Jared's shocked voice came from above my head outside the open bathroom door.
"It's not what you think," I replied quickly wiping my mouth.
"Kelsey, what's going on?" Emily's voice came from behind Jared. I saw Sam behind her with a mouth wide open.
"I can't. Goodnight." I pushed past all of them and ran to my room. I slammed the door and locked it. The one secret that no one knew about me was now broadcasted to this group of strangers. I just laid on my bed and looked at the ceiling.
"Kelsey, please talk to me. It's just me," Emily tried to coax me to open the door to no avail.
"Kel, it's Jared. You need someone to help you just like I told you before. Let me help you." At that, I threw a shoe at the door.
"Kelsey open this door this instant," Sam screamed at me from the other side of the door, then there was no door. Had he really just kicked down my door?
"Have you ever heard of privacy?" I screeched throwing my pillow over my face.
"Not after a stunt like that, Kelsey. It's time to talk"
"What do you want me to say? That I have been doing this since I was thirteen. That I usually just don't eat because that's easier than throwing it all up. What do you want from me?" I could feel the tears welling up, but I took a deep breath and pushed them away. I will not cry.
"Why?" I heard Jared ask. His voice was so pained I had to honestly respond.
"I have no control of my life. My family is out of my control. My move here was out of my control. My life is out of control. My body is the only thing I can control"
"Being anorexic and bulimic is not giving you control," Jared responded in and eerie smooth voice like the eye of the storm.
"You just don't understand. Please leave, please." And one by one they left. I heard to wolves howling at each other until I feel asleep.
"Wake up, wake up, wake up!" screamed my adorable but loud little sister, Olivia. Olivia?