A/N: Well my dears this was indeed a hard chapter to right, it was going to go two different way, but i think you'll be surprised by the outcome. :] Thank you to all my reviewers
Disclaimer: I do not owwwwnnnn TWILIGHT. or anything Twilight related
I am going to jump out this window. After hours of debating with myself, and whether or not I can handle the pain or not, I have decided I do not care. Anything, and I mean anything would be better than sitting here, in this room, with absolutely nothing to do. Especially with the yelling from Charlie and Renee, down stairs, I just cant handle it.
"You are the reason she's doing these things!" Renee yells, and I try to block it out with a pillow over my head.
"No I'm not, she's a teenage, its what she does!" Charlie yells back, and the debate goes on like this for hours, maybe days, I don't really know. And hey ! I don't care. I rolled over on my side to look directly at the window again, and of course it was dark out, no scars in the sky, all the clouds from the groggy day still there. I groan. Just because I feel bad for myself.
"Edward." I sigh, wishing, it was he, laying next to me. Wondering what it was he was doing, wondering if Emily is okay. Just wondering all I could possibly do right now.
"Why don't you just leave then !" I hear Renee basically yell at the top of her lungs.
"Maybe I will!" Charlie yells back and I put my head back into the pillow groaning again.
"No, no ! scratch that, I'm leaving!" Renee yells and I hear footsteps coming up the stairs.
"What are you talking about." Charlie's voice is getting closer just like hers.
"I'm leaving you Charlie. I cant do this anymore." She sighs heavily and their footsteps and voices are right out side my door.
"You don't do anything Renee?" Charlie attempts to yell quietly because they are right outside my door. But I hear every word I wish I couldn't. I listen and she doesn't respond but I'm hearing rapid footsteps, things are being moved around. But no words from Renee. It scares me and I remove the pillow from my face and sit up in my bed. My eyes now on the door, waiting for words.
"What are you doing?" Charlie's voice, is raspy and emotional, not the loud screaming angry voice he was using just minutes ago. This scared me even more, I slide off my bed, and take quiet steps towards my door.
"What does it look like Charlie?" Renee's voice is frustrated and low.
"You cant leave." Charlie's voice is weak. My heart is beating so fast I cant even hear my breathing, my thought have gone to the worst and I cant take it. I cant take it. I want to throw up my nerves are so bad, the words coming out of their mouths make my eyes sting, and the back of my throat hurt. Renee didn't reply but I heard her light footsteps moving around and Charlie's heavy footsteps following.
"Don't let her go." I whispered, but I cant even hear myself.
"You cant go!" Charlie yelled, like he heard my silent whisper. The footsteps were coming closer, and they were the light ones, meaning Renee was coming to my door. I took a few steps back from my door, and sure enough it came flying open. My mother had tears in her eyes and my father did too.
"Yes?" I choked out, sounding weak and small, my hand went to my lips.
"Bella, get your stuff, we're leaving." Renee said. Her eyes serious with tears.
"W-w-what?" I fought back tears of my own. She had to be kidding.
"We are leaving." Renee said through her teeth.
"But, what about school?" I asked, when really I don't give a rats ass, about school. It was all I was able to get out, its all I could manage to get out. My hands were shaking, my lips were trembling, and I couldn't understand what part of the argument I had missed, that led her too this. It never got this far.
"I have to go." I said, without letting her reply.
"Bella what are you talking about." Renee shook her head at me giving me a disapproving look.
"You're making me go?" I asked, my eyes wide, she was not going to take no for an answer.
"No!" I stomped my foot. They both looked at me shocked.
"NO, no no." I shook my head feeling like a five year old. Before my mom can respond Charlie stepped in front of her, blocking her tiny little figure. He reached for my door.
"Just go back to sleep." Charlie tries to assure me with a weak smile and closes my door gently as the yelling behind the door, started up again. Loud and ugly it started up again. I stood standing at the plain white door, not listening to the ruckus behind it, just staring. Wondering. Because that's all I could do.
Before I could stop myself I was trying my hardest to climb out of my window with out getting hurt or being noticed.
I got down in record time, falling almost all the way down , and landing on my back.
"Ow." I groaned quietly as the pain in my back began to numb against the cold damp grass.
"Damn my grace." I said sarcastically to myself, and sat up slowly trying not to hurt my back anymore than I already did. I got to my feet in a hurry. Scared that My dad or mom would come out the house, taking the fight outside. 'oh yeah mom I fell out the window' wasn't going to work. I'm sure. Even though me falling out a window isn't hard to believe, I'm sure she wont go for it. So I started to walk.
Pissed off at everything and everyone, I walked away. From my house with screaming parents.
Emily'sPOV
It hurts everything hurts.
"Edward." I called as I shut the screen door, my body aching in all sorts of places as I walked up the path to the sidewalk.
"Yes, Em." Edward was sitting on the curb, watching cars go by, and it seemed just like him to be doing so.
"What you doing?" I skipped even though it hurt. I skipped to the curb, where he sat his head was staring ahead, then he turned to look at me as I sat next to him. I leaned on him, my head resting on his shoulder.
"Watching cars." He murmured.
"Can I watch cars too?" I asked.
"Yes, Emily you can watch too." He chuckled and ruffling my hair playfully. It was dark outside and cars were still passing our street this late at night. Its terrible if you want to sleep, but its entertaining, if you're Emily and Edward. A blue car goes by, then a red car, then a silver car…
"Did you finish all your homework?" I looked up at him, my cheek on his shoulder, her narrowed his eyes at me playfully.
"Yes, why?" He poked my stomach making me giggle.
"I want ice cream tonight." I murmur, and he shakes his head at me.
"Always the ice cream." He chuckles.
"Please." I begged my lips formed in a pout.
"Let me get my money." He sighed giving in, and I wrapped my tiny arms around him giving home squeeze.
"Thank you big brother." I sang.
"Your welcome." He chuckled and got up off the curb, I followed his actions as I always do. It just came in my nature. The Emily Alison Masen Nature.
"You feeling any better.?" My brother asked me as I walk beside him back into that retched house, my thoughts swarming with everything other than how I am feeling. So I think about it before answering of course.
"I'm still hurting." I tried to summarize it, and smiled a warm smile at my brother, who returned an apologetic one.
"Em!" The loud raspy voice came from inside my house, my heart sped up, my palms began to sweat, it felt as if someone had knocked the wind out of me. I gasped for air. My father is calling me.
"Em!" He yelled again, and I felt as if I would throw up. Edward stood in front of me protectively, but it would only get him hurt. If my father saw Edward ever trying to protect me again, Edward would die. I pushed pat Edward to stand in front of him, and pushed myself into the house, my body still in panic.
"Yes daddy." I gasped, out of breath from my short walk from the porch to the door.
"You're not supposed to be out side." He slapped my cheek, just as take two steps into the house. I held my cheek, the burning is still there, but my self sympathy wont get me anywhere in this situation. I straightened up, and looked him in his dark eyes. Very glad my eyes were not the same darken colored eyes.
"Where do you think you two are going?" He asked looking at me then at Edward.
"Taking her to the book store. She needs a book for school." Edward said pretending to be annoyed with me.
"Take the car." My father looked at me disgusted, and threw Edward the keys to the car outside I stood frozen staring at my father. Lord knows what happened to him to make him treat me in such way. My Uncle Carlisle is a better father figure to both Edward and I then my father. His dark features, his suits, his hurtful words. All bruise me to the core. Nothing and no one I think deserves this life, but if anyone, I guess it would be me. Things are lost, and sometimes found, good sometimes comes from bad. But not for me. Edward grabbed my arm, and dragged my outside, as gently as possible. Part of his charade to show my father he was being a 'man'. I went along with it, because after seeing my brother get hit once, I will never see that again. It brought tears to my eyes just thinking of it.
Edward closed the front door, and let go of my arm, only to wrap his arm around me, holding me close. We walked to the car like this and he let go so I could get in on the other side.
Bella'sPOV.
I am cold, I am tired and yes I am hungry. It seems to be getting darker and darker as I walk. So I'm not sure which way I should go. So I decided on going straight out of my neighborhood and where ever that could possible take me. And it seemed to take me nowhere.
"You lost?" A car pulled up beside me, and the voice was all too familiar. I looked to my side startled.
"It seems we keep running into you." Emily smiled, in the passenger seat, as Edward drove slowly matching my slow walking pace. I suddenly forgot what it was I was even mad about before.
"Get in." Emily said cheerfully. I suddenly forgot what I was angry about, or what it was I was walking away from, or why it was I was even walking.
"We're getting ice cream." Emily said but I could tell she thought I was going to say no, because of my being hesitant. When really I was just thinking. I smiled at her and climbed into the back seat of this comfy car. It was the same car I saw driving, the time I was rushed home. The image of Mr. Masen in my head, made me shudder involuntarily. I shut the car door, and Edward looked at me in the rear view mirror. I hadn't seen those eyes since… I blushed as I remembered.
"Hi Edward." I spoke clearly, my voice calm.
"Hi Bella." He smiled, and I just about melted.
"Focus." Emily muttered to Edward, and he chuckled. The car started moving, and we were on our way to get ice cream.
RUSTY'S
This was my second time at Rusty's and nothing had changed, oh and yes I was glad. Everything was set up the same. The smell of the fried cooking in the kitchen filled the little restaurant. Only no one was here, probably because its Sunday, and its about 8:40pm according to the clock. I don't care though and neither does Emily and Edward because they started to walk towards the counter instead of sitting at a booth. I followed. Edward sat and then Emily purposely skipped a sit then sat leaving a space open in between her and Edward. She looked over at me a sparkle in her eye. I saw Edward turn to her, shaking his head, but chuckling. I took a seat in between them. Honestly just happy to be with them.
"We missed you." Emily smiled as we sat down and Edward looked at the menu after nodding at a chef in who was working in the kitchen. I looked over to her, she was wearing a green shirt and cotton sweats, her bronze hair hung by her shoulders, except it wasn't as long as it was before. I remember it being almost by her waste. Her green eyes sparkled in the light. She never looked so beautiful.
"Did you cut your hair?" I asked, and she touched it self consciously I would guess.
"No Edward did." She smiled nervously.
"Edward?" I asked almost shocked, and turned to look at him he was watching both Emily and I curiously.
"Yeah. I know its weird but he couldn't take me to get it cut, so he cut it himself." She stroked it.
"You like it?" She asked.
"Yeah you look very beautiful." I smiled warmly at her.
"Why were you walking alone in the dark?" Edward asked, a little angry. I turned to him, questioningly, but then I didn't know if I like sharing my answer.
"My parents." I said simply and in a second, I feel both Emily and Edward understand.
"Mom and dad use to fight all the time." Emily frowned.
"They don't like my attitude lately." I said and for a wild second my thoughts went to the other night with Edward. I blushed furiously at the turn in my thoughts. The very inappropriate turn. The picture of him on top of me, every inch of him touching me, as he thruster. My moans were soft and high, as he grunted and whispered my name in my ear. I shivered at the memory. Its was the good shiver.
"What was that?" Edward smiled amused, as Emily suddenly became occupied with the water, that was now suddenly in front of her.
"Nothing." I said too quickly, the blush returning to my cheek.
"Really Bella?" He knew I wasn't telling the truth. I quickly looked down at my hands.
"So you cut Emily's hair?" I asked tilting my head, trying to change the subject.
He rolled his eyes. "I don't believe we were talking about that."
"But I want to." I smiled, feeling slick.
"Touché." He nodded slowly raising an eyebrow. "Yes I cut Emily's hair."
"How did you do that?" I asked, playing with my fingers, glad that I had successfully changed the subject.
"I don't know. I cut it." He shrugged, then smiled.
"You seem to do a lot of things I don't know about." I raised an eyebrow.
"That's because you never asked." He raised his eyebrow as well.
"Well since I did, why don't you tell me now." I smiled.
"You're really curious?" He chuckled.
"Yes Edward. Is it so hard to believe, I want to know more you?" I tested.
"Not at all." He sighed.
"So you cook, you cut hair… ?" I started for him.
"I only cut Emily's hair, and its only when her hair is getting too long." He explains.
"That's nice, of you." I smiled.
"I'm all she has." He reminded me.
"Still."
"I know."
"And I cook, only for Emily and my mom. And possibly you." He scratched his arm and I scolded my self for even noticing such a small gesture.
"You'll cook for me?" I asked, my smile much to wide to even fit my face.
"Yeah.." He seemed a little nervous, as he scratched his arm again, and I wondered why I found it so attractive.
"What else do you do?" I had forgotten what I was saying before.
"I clean, do laundry, and all that stuff." He said.
"You do a lot. Well more than I do."
"I do it for Emily."
A man, with messy brown hair, that matched his eyes, walked up behind the counter, a pen and pad in his hand. I would have questioned what he was doing when I remembered we were at Rusty's and felt dumb for even forgetting. He scratched his cheek and looked at all three of us before speaking. His name tag said Chip.
"Bowl of ice cream." Emily smiled wide, cutting off the waiter before he even asked.
"What kind?" He chuckled.
"Chocolate." She almost squealed.
"Okay and for you guys?" He looked at Edward then at me.
"Fries, and a chocolate shake." I said, loving the sound of it.
"Same." Edward smiled politely.
"Alrighty then." Chip smiled politely and walked off into the back. It went silent at the counter, and it was easy for that to happen since no one but us, was in here.
"You should start eating real food." Edward looked past me at Emily, who had stopped bouncing with excitement. She could be like Alice at times. I would have to mention that. Or maybe the three of us could go out or something.
"Maybe after the ice cream." Emily nodded sure of her answer.
"Emily." Edward said in a warning tone. Like a father speaking to hi daughter, it was all in his smooth voice. He was her protector. He watched her… he loved her like a father would his child.
I never really saw it in Edward till now. And it was all in the way he said her name.
"Edward." She mocked his tone and he rolled her eyes at her. She shook her head at him.
"Just let her enjoy her ice cream." I told Edward he glared at me then her.
"You watch it green eyed monster." He shook his head. I laughed at them, watching them interact with out millions of eyes on us, was fun. Entertaining even. The Masen's at their best.
"Edward can I pick out a song?" Emily asked her eyes flickering to the juke box behind me.
"Sure." Edward reached into his pocket, getting her a coin then tossing it to her, it played in her hold then fell to the ground and she smiled sheepishly, as Edward chuckled. She picked it up and skipped to the juke box her new thinned, cut, but still long hair bouncing as she went.
"My sister abused me." I muttered dryly, and Edward's eyes widened, and I realized I had picked out the wrong words.
"No, no, not like that." I corrected my self hurriedly. He sighed in relief.
"I just meant we fought a lot. I didn't like her much growing up." I explained, and he nodded.
Edward nodded towards her, and I looked back at her as she skimmed through the juke box songs, finding the perfect one I would imagine.
"You're a good brother." I smiled warmly at him.
"I could be her father and mother." He muttered, and as I looked into his eyes. I saw something I had never seen till now. It wasn't an oldness, no it was something much different. Something that made him look so wise, so much older than he was.
"That could be stressful." I breathed.
"Yeah." He shrugged, and Chip brought over our food. He didn't say a word.
"Chip!" Emily's voice called but I watched Chip instead of turning to her.
"Help me pick out a song." She insisted and he smiled over at her. He took her ice cream and walked over to the juke box with her.
"So why were you walking alone in the dark?" Edward asked taking a bite of a fry, and Emily's and Chip's voice became low murmurs in the back ground.
"My parents were arguing. They do that a lot now." I muttered, playing with my hot fried. They burnt my finger when I touched them.
"Do they know you're out?" He asked, his voice just curious.
"No." I whispered. The thought of home made me want to cry.
"Hey don't walk in the dark alone okay?. Just call me next time." He touched my knee, in a comforting gesture. And I was comforted. I looked up at him and in those green eyes I saw he meant it.
"Thank you." I spoke, but it came out as if mouthed them. It was silent, as Emily and Chip's voices murmured in the background. The fight at home was the last thing I could ever think about, as I at here. It was the last thing I wanted to think about, and Edward knew that, even if he brought it up, he knew he was helping.
"We should get you home though." He rubbed my knee softly.
"No." I was sure of my answer.
"But there probably worried." He tried to convince me, but I knew I was better off here with him.
"Edward I don't want to go back." My eyes pleading, and he stare at me for a second before he nodded.
"Did you want to sleep over then?" He bit his lip, and I tried not to seem to happy with the idea.
"Yes." I said a slight smile playing on my lips.
"Well your welcome to." He chuckled.
"Really?" I asked, playing with my fingers.
"Yeah." He smiled.
"What about your dad?" I asked, not nervous at all.
"I'll have to sneak you in."
"But I don't want to go home either." Emily skipped to my side, she had finally chose a song. It was Unchained Melody, by the Righteous Brothers, the tune was familiar, and I hummed along with it quietly. Just settled on the fact I wasn't going home.
"Well where did you plan to go?" Edward tilted his head a his sister. His eyebrow raised.
"Not home." She sat and sipped on her water. Her ice cream had disappeared. He stayed still staring at her, as she sipped her water, and I hummed quietly to the song. I remember this coming on while I was in the car with Alice, who had called me earlier today. I should return her call.
"What are you suggesting little one?" He watched her carefully and she twirled in her seat.
"I don't know." He murmured quietly, as I hummed, the song was coming to an end. I went back to eating my fries. I really had no idea what it was she was talking about or what Edward was assuming she was saying. But the point was clear to me that I wasn't going home, and I was happy with that. The song ended.
"Lets runaway." Emily said quickly, both Edward and I froze. Runaway? Had I ever thought about the word or the meaning, or it being used to describe me. No, I had never. Now? As much a my first reaction should be no, it wasn't. That was sad. Instead my reaction was thoughtful, like I was considering it, like some part of me was, and the other half of my was just watching in shock. Could I do that? To Renee, to Charlie, to Alice, to Jasper even? I mean I would have to call Alice, and she would find it exciting and probably demand I pick her and Jasper up, wouldn't she ? Yeah she would. And Charlie and Renee, would most likely disown me. But I wouldn't mind being disowned by them, actually I could disown them now.
"Emily -" Edward shook his head disapprovingly at Emily, but I cut him off.
"We could." I bit my fry, staring off into the distance, the kitchen just a blur to my eyes as I thought. I imagined them looking at me with shock, because either of them said a word. So I tore my eyes away from my stare and at Edward who indeed was staring at me in shock.
"We could." Emily agreed, from behind me, as I stared at Edward now. His eyes flickered to her then to me.
"You're right, we could." He recovered and nodded at us.
"Then lets." I suggested.
"Yeah." Emily seemed excited already. Edward looked at me then at her, then off into the distance. He ran a hand through his tousled hair, those green eyes bright this lighting. In any lighting really.
"Lets." He smiled a crooked smile, that made my heart skip a beat. A smile spread on my face and I heard Emily squeal. I sighed heavily, as I held that wide smile.
I was Running away.
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