CHAPTER12.
Standing with our backs to the bus, on the edge of the woods, we securely hold our weapons at our side; though, they are only there for protection―if we absolutely need them but we're hoping not to. We all hold something different, something that could do a lot of damage if used correctly with a lot of strength.
Emmett handles a large plank.
Jake stole James' knife.
Rosalie has the nail file knife.
Jake sharpened the end of a branch for Alice with his knife―efficiently making it into some sort of wooden stake.
Edward sticks a wrench―some sort of tool in his waist band.
And lastly, I clutch the tiny axe that bus drivers are forced to keep.
"Ready?" I ask, taking the first step into the woods.
We've been walking in the woods for a half hour or so―the sun shines brightly through the trees and in the distance we can ear birds chirping, coming to life after the rain. Losing the cell phone in the first wooden cabin, we have absolutely no idea what time it is―but we're thinking early morning, 9 perhaps?
Edward has been whispering questions in my ear all morning.
"―what if we get lost?"
"We won't."
"―what if we can't even find the cabin again?"
"It wasn't that far away," I say, looking forward, stepping over a pile of branches. "―we will."
Edward purses his lips and whispers, "what if one of us gets hurt?"
Stopping almost immediately, I stare hard and cold into his eyes before shrugging, "we won't."
Walking again, Edward sighs beside me.
"You didn't have to come," I tell him.
"Are you kidding me?" His voice is loud and high-pitched, "like hell, I'm letting you do this alone."
"I'm not alone," I simply say.
"You know what I mean," he rakes his fingers through his greasy hair.
"Look," I pause, "I get that your scared―"
"Scared?" He holds back a scream, and I can tell from the look on his face, that is exactly what he wants to do―scream. "―we're all scared."
"Maybe." I sigh. "But I'm more pissed off then anything, anymore." Pausing quickly, I continue with "look, I miss my home and my bed, and my life. I want this fucking day to be over so bad, so I can go home forget this all happened and live my life―but, I won't. And I can't if I'm going to have to look behind my shoulder every time I'm out of the fucking house."
Edward bites his fingernail, "your dad will find them."
Stopping again, I stare at him.
"I'm not counting on my father anymore."
Edward sighs, walking after me.
"Pizza." Jake mumbles.
"Steak." Emmett's mouth waters.
"Cake," sighs Alice.
"I just want a bath," Rose says.
I laugh.
"Do you think we're lost?" Alice asks.
"No," Jake answers, pointing, "that tree looks familiar."
"―we're in the woods, Jake." I murmur, "all the trees look familiar."
"My mom misses you―you know." Edward says after a while.
I laugh, "did you tell her about what happened―between us I mean?"
"I told her we broke up, but I didn't tell her why."
"Good," I laugh. "I wouldn't want her to hate me."
"My mom would never hate you," he says, rolling his eyes jokingly. "I'm pretty sure she loves you more then she loves me―her own son."
I giggle.
Silence falls upon us now.
"I'm sorry though―for that."
He grabs my hand.
"Me too." I sigh, swaying our hands between us.
"You really have no reason to be sorry," he looks down at me, squinting his eyes from the sunlight. "I walked out on you―on the situation."
"You did," I say knowingly, "but you were scared."
"You were too," he sighs. "I―I don't even know what to say to make the situation better. I was beyond scared. I thought for sure you were knocked up, and I would have had to drop out of school to support you and the... baby full time. I was so mad at myself for not being as careful as I should have been."
I laugh, squeezing his hand. "If I was pregnant, I wouldn't make you―er, let you drop out of school. I don't know what we would have done, but we would have figured it out together."
Edward lets go of my hand, and wraps his arm around my shoulder.
I step on my tip-toes and kiss his lips.
"―you know, I love you, right?"
Smiling up at him, squinting through the sunlight.
"I know, and I love you too."
"We'll get out of this thing," he says, leaning down for a kiss. "―in one piece."
"I know," I murmur against his lips.
"I think we're lost."
"Me too," says Emmett.
"Guys," Alice gasps, "look―" she says pointing to the ground. "―tire tracks."
"Lets go," I pull Edwards arm.
Immediately we are running down the path of fresh tire tracks.
Finally the cabin comes into view―through the thick trees, there it sits; the blue truck is parked on the side.
"We're here," Says Rosalie.
It's now or never.
A/N: 2 more chapters plus the epi and this story is done―I'm so incredibly sad, lol. I almost didn't even want to post this. I know this chapter is like hella short, so I apologize. The last couple of chapters are all pretty short as well, but a little longer than this one, lol. I hope you like it. *fingers crossed* I was a little nervous to post this one, haha.
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