Emma's Story
A/N: Answers to the questions: 1) C) Eva 2) A) Charlotte 3) C) Eva. Good job to all that tried the questions. Now on to this chapter, the only chapter being held while they are traveling one place to the next.
Chapter 11: RC
I pulled my suitcase from the elevator, listening to my dad go on and on about some money things to my mother. Most of these things sounded good, or the parts I was actually listening to did. It sounded like we were better off now, and that we could be getting a large home just in time for me to go to college.
My parents handed Elliot and me a brown paper bag, our lunch for the trip and started off for their rented car as we started to the bus. Standing outside the bus was Lilly, waiting for me of course. I also caught sight of Bridge still standing by the door.
"You know Mark is on the bus," I joked as I passed.
"I know, I wanted to talk to you," Bridge said, stopping me from getting on the bus. "Can we sit together?"
I looked into Bridge's eyes and nodded. Then I looked to Lilly. "Is that ok, Lil?"
"That's fine by me," Lilly said. "I'll sit with Rose." She gave me a smile before she entered the bus.
I followed Bridge to the back of the bus. Everyone was staring as we sat next to each other. We gave them ten minutes to get bored with our silence before we started to talk, and even then it was nothing good, just "How yah been?" "good." "Do anything cool?" "No" "hear anything cool?" "No" I don't think that ride did much for us, for we didn't get anywhere either of us wanted to.
We gave each other the trip through the airport to take a break from each other and get our thoughts together before we sat together on the small privet jet we would take to Ireland. Luck for us, no one would care what we were talking about because our conversation on the bus was so boring. Even Lilly said she drowned out after awhile, and she is the closest friend I have in this group.
Getting on the plane, I found that Bridge had held the front two seat for us, no one sat in the front row. I realized then, he really want to talk now. And since the view was going to be all ocean until we reached Ireland, I guess it was ok by me.
Once in the air, and after the flight attendants had gone through, neither of us got anything, Bridge looked me in the eye and said, "I can't do this secret thing anymore."
"What did you realize I can handle it?" I asked in as loud of a voice I could without anyone hearing me.
"Ok, so I was wrong about that, but you have to believe me, this is a big part of my life and if it ever got out, I would be done for," He said lowering his voice to a level where I would have to lean in as much as I could to hear him.
"Bridge, you have to believe, I understand big. I understand whole life, dead if anyone knew, I understand," I said as low as he did and lowering my voice more as I said, "You can always trust me." I fumbled with the silver locket hanging around my neck, remembering it stood for trust back with my other friends.
"I wish I could believe you as easily as you want me too," Bridge said as quietly as I had said the last thing. His raised his voice very little as he said, "I just can't do this anymore. Emma, I feel alone amongst the group. I feel like I just can't do whatever anyone else can. And then you are there, always with me, not the others. You don't do everything I don't, do everything as I do it, secretively. And I feel I can trust you."
There was a pause. I didn't know what to say, but I didn't have time to think of something because then he said, "Then you run off with Lilly and sometimes Page. And I can't risk this too much, as I'm sure you understand."
"Bridge, if you aren't sure about telling me the big thing, do what I do," I told him when I was sure he wasn't going to talk anymore. "Tell me something small, something you don't care if it got out. If does, you can't trust me. If it doesn't, then you will know I can keep a secret."
He smiled at the idea. He looked me in the eyes and said softly, "You too. I know you are keeping something from me. If I tell you a small secret you do the same, we give it two days, then that night we meat on the beach, I know there is one right next to the hotel, and tell the big one."
I sighed, looking back at Lilly, whom was still getting pushed by Rose for not being around lately. I turned back to Bridge and nodded, "I'll do it. But if anyone knows, you will not get the big secret, I won't even come near you anymore."
"I get it," Bridge said, "You can trust me."
I took another deep breath, knowing I would regret this as soon as it was out of my mouth, but not having a choice on whether or not to tell. I looked him in the eyes as I said, "When we were in India a fortune teller got to me and told me someone I knew was going to get hurt, most likely when we are in Australia. I didn't want to tell anyone because, I kind of believed her."
"So what, when we get to Australia, are you going to find your friends and make sure no one gets hurt?" Bridge asked, in a completely serious tone.
I shrugged, "I just don't want anyone thinking I'm crazy because a fortune teller, who could have easily made everything up, had gotten to me."
He smiled, telling me silently that he understood what I was afeard of. Then he sighed and said, my turn, right?"
I nodded, getting myself ready to hear something about the mysterious Bridge Carlton. He wasn't talking and I was starting to wonder if he was going to go through with this. Then he took a deep breath. And said, "My real name is Ricky…"
A/N: and Cliffhanger ha, ha, ok Pop Quiz Time You get the point now, 3 question with the right answers you get yourself a nice sneak Peek:
What passes Cleo's house in the harbor the most? A)A Speed Boat B) A Kayaker C) A surfer D) Nothing ever Passes Cleo's house in the harbor
Who has the biggest window in their room out of these four? A) Bella B)Emma C)Rikki D) Cleo
Who has the most siblings out of these four? A)Emma B) Cleo C) Lewis D) Rikki