I know you have all been complaining about the length of the chapters... so this one is one of the longest in the story... i hope you're happy.
Chapter 21: EPOV
Driving down the road, crushed into the cramped backseat, I was dangerously contemplating murder.
"Emmett if you don't shut up in three seconds, I'm going to shove you out the car!" I yelled, which didn't help my growing headache.
"But it's a sing along." He whined. "You can join in too, it's a fun song."
"Romeo save me,
They try to tell me how to feel,
This love is difficult, but it's real
Don't be afraid we'll make it out of this mess,
It's a love story baby just say yes."
Damn Emmett and his taste for country music. He has been singing ever since he discovered the radio still worked in the car. Right now, he was practically belting the words of Taylor Swift's hit Love Story.
By the time we had reached I-5, it had been rush hour traffic, everyone heading for Seattle. The traffic was hell, Emmett's voice was worse.
"Guys, I got this great idea."Emmett said, his voice booming in the confined space.
I sighed. This wasn't going to be good.
"I think we should get new cell phones. I know you said we had to stop using our old ones, because they can be traced, but we shouldn't be out of contact."
"That's actually not a bad idea…" Jasper reluctantly admitted. I nodded my head, reviewing the pros and cons of that idea.
Pros: We could have constant communication, possibly so we could separate and look for them faster.
Cons: …
"I can't think of a reason not to." I replied.
"Yes!" Emmett cheered before turning up the music, singing at the top of his lugs.
Maybe when we stop I can pick up some ear plugs too…
It wasn't long before we found a cell phone shop. Verizon Wireless was the first one we came to. An eager salesman walked up to us as soon as we entered the store. His Verizon vest was covered in badges of good salesmanship.
"Welcome gentleman, my name is George, how can I help you today?" George's smile was forced, and was bright enough to rival a star.
In the car, I had been voted speaker of the group, being the most diplomatic of the group. "Good morning, we are looking to buy some new phones. I'm sure you can help us." I said, giving him a smile of my own.
"Certainly, do you have anything in mind?" He asked, leading us to a row of phones.
"Oh oh oh!!" Emmett raised his hand, bouncing on his heels. "I want one of those phones with the Walkie Talkies in them."
"Our Push to Talk line, I believe I can help you with that." George said.
"Now wait a minute." Jasper interrupted. "Who said you got to decide, Emmett?"
We argued for fifteen minutes, overall giving up, letting Em have his way. I could have sworn tears had started to form in his eyes, so I agreed to purchase the mobiles.
Jasper and I got identical cells, silver Adventures, while Emmett, who always has to be different, got an orange G'z One Boulder.
Thankfully, we had enough cash between us to afford the phones, but only after the rebates were applied. Emmett didn't make it thirty seconds out the store before testing the walkie talkies.
"Come in, Eddie. Over." He said into the microphone.
"Emmett I'm standing right here. Knock it off. Besides I don't know how you can be so happy while Rose,
Bella and Alice are missing. Where are your morals?" I asked, exhausted with his antics.
"I have them. Do you think that I'm not worried about the girls? Do you think that because I'm so happy that I don't love my wife? Well you're wrong, because I love Rose more than it could be physically possible. So you can just shut your mouth Edward!" He yelled, going nearly nose to nose with me.
I had never before heard such emotion in Emmett's voice. When he wanted to, he could put a brilliant mask to hide what was really going on in his mind. He might pretend to be a simpleton, but it was all a farce, a charade that he put on to conceal his aching heart.
"Edward?" Emmett asked, his voice a broken whisper. "We will find them right? We just have to? I just found her; it just wouldn't be fair to lose her now."
"I'm in the same boat as you. I love Bella just as much as you do Rose, or Jasper does Alice. We're all felling the same thing, but we can't let out emotions hinder our thinking and actions. We have to stay clearheaded for them. Remember that, and they will be fine." I allegedly told him.
I can only hope…
"But, guys, we must be on our way if we ever want to find them." I reminded.
"Shotgun!" Emmett yelled. That didn't last long…
I made Jasper get into the back, insisting I drive. Soon we were on our way again. Rush hour had died down, so the road was nearly desolate. Downtown Seattle was different.
At noon, most people were out and about on their lunch breaks. Horns were blaring; pedestrians were rushing across streets, phones glued to their ears.
I followed the signs down the bay front, and where the ferry docks launched. The next ride to Bainbridge was at two thirty, but it was recommended that we arrived earlier to secure a place.
"What are we going to do for two hours?" Emmett asked, emerging from his preoccupation with his new phone.
We parked the Porsche in the ferry parking lot, and walked along to board walk.
More memories of Bella appeared, her words from that first night rang in my ears, recalling her sweet voice again and again. 'The stars…'
"Edward! You're in the middle of the street!" Emmett yelled. I jumped out of my stupor, rushing to the sidewalk. "I'm hungry."
I laughed. "You're always hungry. How about we go to the Crab Pot?"
It was decided. The restaurant's specialty is its Captain's Combination Platter. A bowl full of clams, mussels, shrimp, corn, and potatoes that the waiter pours onto the table, leaving the customer with a bib and mallet to eat their meal. We ordered two, unaware of how much food we would be receiving.
When the waiter poured it on our table, the heap was huge. The mountain of food covered every square inch of the table. Emmett wasted no time before he began to devour his side of the mound.
An hour later, the three of us could barely move. My stomach felt like it would explode if I breathed too much air in. We had a half hour to walk a mile to the ferry dock.
Getting there was excruciating, my stomach nearly bursting with seafood. With minutes to spare, we made it onto the large boat that would take us across the bay.
Everyone is instructed to get out of their vehicles, and asked to go to the second level deck. A small deli served light snack and water, and multiple tables and chairs were lined by the window. Emmett went onto the back deck, looking back at the city.
The rocking motion of the ship was making me queasy. I could tell that I wasn't the only one.
Jasper looked a little green, and by the way he was swaying, I could tell he didn't have long…
He ran off to the men's room, covering his mouth with his hands.
Not wanting to ruin his pride, I joined Emmett outside. It was chilly, the December air whipping by. He leaned on the rail, looking down at the water below.
But when I looked down, I lost it. The contents of my stomach rose, burning my throat.
"Ew, Edward!" I glared at him, causing him to laugh. "Sorry man, but you did just feed the fish."
The rest of the ride was uneventful. Emmett stayed outside, while Jasper and I remained inside, happily sitting as far away from the windows as possible.
When the captain announced that we would be landing shortly, I breathed a sigh of relief.
The boat anchored itself to the dock, then they let down the gate to let cars on board get off.
We followed a tourist map to a private boat owner who took people to Blake Island.
The man's wife, Karen, a elderly woman with a kind smile, told us that he would not be home till morning.
"He was escorting two fine young ladies to Blake Island. Left about an hour ago. I'd be happy to serve you dinner though; I was just making a roast." She said, holding the screen door open for us.
My heart leapt at the news of Bella, yet my stomach reacted poorly when food was mentioned.
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"I'm sorry about your roses ma'am." I apologized again an hour later.
"Hush it, boy. Nothing that a spot of water couldn't cure. Now lie back down, and drink this." Karen handed me a steaming cup. "Drink it, it'll make everything better."
Cautiously, I took a sip of the dark liquid. "Mmm, hot chocolate. You're right, it does help my stomach."
"Of course I'm right. I've lived long enough to know what cures an upset stomach." With that, the older woman marched into her kitchen. "You'll have to stay in a nearby hotel till my husband returns of course." She shouted from the kitchen.
"That's fine. You've been a great help to us." I told her.
"You better get going. Lord knows what your friend will get into if left unattended too long." She said, walking into the room. Her eyes sparkled at her jest, and I smiled.
"Thank you, and I'm truly sorry about the roses."
"It was nothing." She strode to her door, holding it open.
"We'll be back in the morning." I promised, heading over to where Emmett and Jasper were messing with the car's engine again.
Hopefully it wouldn't be too late to get to Bella…
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Also, everything that i mention, from the phones to the places, to the cupcake shop earlier or the towns, are all real places or things. The people are, other than Tom, Brandon and Breanna, are not real. Unfortunately. Any other questions about the actuality of something, review and ask me about it. Thanks.