A/N: Keep in mind Taylor doesn't know what's going on in the supernatural world of Forks and La Push
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Chapter 18 - It's CIA Worthy And Possibly Not Legal
-TPOV-
(Right after Leah and Skye come in.)
I wrapped a towel around my waist, humming along with the music that was still playing in my bathroom. I heard a giggle and looked up from the ground to see Leah standing in my doorway, hands over her eyes.
"Why is it that you see me so scantily clad all the time, Leah?" I asked, jokingly.
"I don't know! Just put some clothes on Tay!" she giggled/yelled.
I grabbed a pair of jeans and a hoodie (along with some undergarments) and changed into them quickly.
"I'm decent!" I announced.
As soon as she opened her eyes I pressed my lips to hers. All too soon, she pulled away and gave me a friendly hug, a look of unease on her face. She gestured for me to sit, and did the same.
"Look, Taylor...there's something I have to tell you. I think it would be best if you didn't interrupt," she started, her eyes watering, "Umm...I don't exactly love you anymore. It has nothing to do with you, it's just that I don't feel that way about you. I thought I did, but now I've realised the truth. I'm sorry."
Wh-what? How could she-? What about-? Why?
Then I was hit with a wave of realisation.
"It's because of him, isn't it? He's here, I can hear him down there. You left the door open. And don't even try to give me the friends speech, because having the love of your life dump you, and then say that you can still be friends, is like having your dog die and your mom say you can keep it. Is that what you want to be to me, Leah? My dead dog I got to keep?" I pleaded, my eyes beginning to tear up.
She ran to the door, a frustrated look crossing her features. Leah advanced to my desk and grabbed a pen and paper before beginning to scribble something really fast. She handed, no, shoved the note in my hands and waited for me to read it.
Look, it's not like that between Skye and me. It never will be, and you should know that. I love you, I really do. I just can't explain everything right now. You just have to trust me. And play along while I try to get my plan to work. You never got this note.
My hands began shaking, finally realising that as bad as Skye was to me before, he was going freaking mental on Leah. Too shocked for words, I just nodded and let the tears fall as they may. I loved her so much, for so long, and now this asylum-ready-stupid-idiotic-jackass of a cousin was going to take it all away from me.
She gave me a reassuring hug, just like she used to when we were in daycare, where we met.
.....FLASHBACK.....
"You're a dummy," Chace said before pushing me over onto the pavement.
I fell on my knees, which began bleeding.
"Why did you do that you meanie?!" I yelled.
"Crybaby, crybaby, crybaby!" Chace and his friends chanted.
I saw a small girl with brown hair tied in braids and gentle, almost black, eyes come over and stand between me and the bullies.
"Hey ugg-face, why don't you pick on someone your own size?" the girl asked, oozing with confidence.
"What'd you just call me you dumb girl?" Chace said, bringing himself to his full height, just a tiny bit taller than the girl.
"I called you ugly. Now leave him alone."
"You think you're tough? Bring it."
"Fine. I will."
She punched Chace in the stomach, and hard. While Chace started crying, the girl helped me up, holding my hand while we walked over to where the band-aids were. Normally we needed a teacher to do it, but the girl ignored the rule.
"It's okay. I'll help you. Mommy showed me how to put on a stickyhealer on a booboo." the girl assured
(A/N: Like you didn't talk like that when you were four?)
"Thanks for helping me," I told her. "I'm Taylor."
"Leah," she smiled, grabbing two Scooby Doo band-aids from the tin. "We have to wash it."
She grabbed my hand and we ran towards the bathroom, where she grabbed a paper towel and got it wet, barely able to reach the counter. Leah sat me down and gently patted my cuts with the wet paper towel. She then placed on the band-aids and kissed each of them.
"There. All better Taylor?" Leah asked, her face glowing with pride.
"Yes. Thank you, Leah. But I don't want to go outside again. I'm scared." I admitted, looking into my lap.
"It'll be fine. I'll stay with you. We can be friends." Leah assured me before pulling me into a hug.
.....END FLASHBACK.....
I walked her to my doorway. She gave me a final kiss and then fled out of the house and into Skye's car. I ran downstairs too, looking out my living room window just in time to see her run towards the car in a blur. And I mean a real blur. Not like, drive by a house and not see the address, kind of blurry, but the kind of blurry that happens when you look out the window while speeding down a highway at 100 miles an hour.
"Bye cus." Skye said, smiling wickedly before turning the doorknob.
I jumped up and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt.
"Don't. Freaking. Touch. Her." I warned before letting go of him and going up to my room.
I opened my laptop and started looking though my photo gallery. It was mostly pictures of me and Leah. After about ten minutes, my phone started ringing. I saw Luna's name flashing on the screen and I answered immediately.
"So, she already came to you, right?" Luna said before I could even mutter a hello.
"Yes. She almost didn't tell me the truth," I answered.
"Well, unlike you, with me, she can lie all she wants and I still get the message. Now listen, what I am about to tell you cannot be repeated in a surprised fashion on your end of the phone, okay?"
"Yeah. Sure. Whatever."
"Okay. I sliced her arm an-"
"You what?!"
"Let me finish! What I was going to say was that I sliced her arm and shoved a tracking chip in it. Now get into your car, and get the hell over here."
Silence.
She hung up.
I grabbed my keys and ran out of the house, shouting "I'mgoingtoLuna'sbye." quickly as I slammed the door. I got into my car, and stamped on the accelerator, braking the speeding limit all the way to Luna's house. I jumped out of my car and burst in without knocking.
"Hey," Luna said, popping a piece of popcorn into her mouth.
"Hey, so what's so top secret I have to come over here? And speaking of top secret, where are your parents these days?" I asked.
"Oh, they've decided to go all the way around the country, including Hawaii, to look for Skye. If you ask me, they just wanted to get away from all of it. Not that I blame them. I'm supposed to call them if he shows up. Yeah, like that'll happen!" Luna scoffed, popping in another kernel.
"So, come on, I have it all planned out, we have to go up to my room, I planned it on my desktop."
"You have a desktop, and a laptop? They spoil you."
"Eh," She shrugged, "They've been buying me whatever I wanted ever since Phoenix. Touchscreen is a small price to pay for pain, guilt, and grief. Well, I sound shallow now, don't I? Come along anyway."
We walked up the stairs in silence, catching pieces of popcorn in our mouths, Luna's always landing perfectly.
When we reached her room, she ran to her desk, turning on her monitor which resulted in a program that looked like it belonged to the CIA.
"Luna, is that legal?" I asked, nervously.
"Ummm...I don't think I'm fit to answer that question right now." Luna announced.
"Okay, so what is that? And why is it moving? Oh my god, is that Leah? It is, isn't it?"
"Yep. So listen, I checked Skye's Mastercard records, and he bought ferry tickets to Victoria about five minutes ago. The ferry they're catching leaves in 45 minutes. Which means we have a 40 minute head start on them. We aren't catching a ferry. We need the element of surprise. And we can't get the police involved, because that would just be...a bad situation. Look, go into the kitchen and load up on food and water. I have to do some stuff up here, I'll be down in a second. Hand me that flash-drive, will you?"
I handed her the small pink stick and ran downstairs, grabbing a cardboard box and loading it with snack foods and water bottles. After a few minutes of that, Luna came down, wearing a messenger bag on her shoulder and a whole new outfit. She grabbed the box and ran out the door, yelling at me to lock it. She got into the car and I followed quickly. I closed the passenger side door and she began driving.
"Do you even have a license?" I asked.
"Nope. But that's not important. It's fine, we won't get caught." Luna assured, speeding up to 120.
Soon we were at Second Beach, on a private dock. Luna hopped out, shoving the food box at me before running towards a big white boat. I sprinted after her, jumping on after untying it.
"Nice boat!" I complimented.
"Pur-lease, this is just the small boat." Luna scoffed, flipping her hair like something out of a movie.
I decided to just not question her anymore. She put the keys into the ignition and started the boat. She slowly backed it out of the dock and let go as soon as we were in the open ocean.
"You know how to drive a boat, right Tay? Because there's stuff I still have to finalize on the laptop that I didn't get done at home." Luna said.
"Uh, no." I half-yelled.
"Well, it's time to learn." Luna said, clapping her hands together before pushing me towards the steering wheel.
I turned on the gas and started turning the wheel. Luna gave me a thumbs up before going to work on her laptop.
And we were off.
You know which button to press. And I hope you do, because I am posting this whle I'm supposed to be leaving for school.
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