Sorry for long wait…really...i am sorry...
"Jonathan shall be in the chapter!" - mcell . Jonthan is in the chapter. thank you mcell for also forcing me to finish this chapter.
Chapter 14 is an embarrassment..doing it over as soon as I can.
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July 24th
Come on, I'm outside. Read the text message from the brightly lite cellphone screen. I was still unsure about this; sneaking out in the night with Jon to go the the bonfire behind my Mom's back. No way...
I stood up from my bed and walked over to my closet and grabbed my north face hoping it would be enough to keep me warm. I slipped my feet out of my slippers and put my feet in my cold and still wet from the earlier rain sneakers. I didn't need to be cautious about being quiet though because my Mom was in Arizona visiting my Aunt Annie and Uncle Tom's new house for the weekend. Even though it has months since Eric's death , I still felt that I should just let her go and I will join her next time. Meeting Jon Friday night at dark might have crossed my mind when I was too invited to see their new home but still maybe right now isn't the time to take in this new home without Eric, where he was suppose to be.
When I finished tying my shoes I gave a quick look at the picture of Eric that stand up in the corner of my mirror,edged between the wood frame and the mirror itself then and headed down the stair case which still made that creepy cricking noise at each step you took I then headed out the door to find Jon standing outside of his cousin Jimmy's car.
I locked the front door and put my keys in the pocket where I also put my cell phone.
I could only make out the features of Jon's face that the moon light shinned on. "Hey." He said. As I got closer I was able to see him more clear. "Still wanna do this?" He asked.
My gaze met the ground the traveled back up to his face, "Yes."
He opened the door to Jimmy's car and we both got inside. It smelt like cigarettes, badly. I tried not to cough as Jimmy lite one and then started up the car, beginning to drive away. My stomach gave me that uneasy feeling you got when you went on a roller coaster and your going up the big first drop. We slowly pulled out of the drive way, next taking a right.
"Sneaking out eh?" I had forgotten how Jimmy's voice sounded. Husky. Deep.
"Yeah." My voice sounded dry and crackly as I spoke.
I could see from the way I was leaning toward Jon that Jimmy nodded his head. Once you thought about it this whole sneaking out thing isn't that big of a deal, I mean seriously were just going to a bonfire, right?
I was a little nervous about it though just to well how it was going to go and what my Mom found out? Although, as I attempted to keep that off my mind Jimmy drove his car straight through the red light that's light shown dimly into the car through the skylight. Speeding through the intersection I felt something hit my foot. I looked down curious as to what could be in this smoke invested , messy car to see a silver beer can at my foot. Eric. was the first thing that came to mind.
"...uh hey Jimmy slow down." Jon spoke from beside me. I turned my head to Jon and he met my glace,shaking his head, rolling his eyes a bit. I nodded then looked down to where the beer can was rolling, hitting twice against my foot, hoping Jon's eyes would follow. They did. My heart beat picked up, banging hard against my chest. Jon's eyes went wide for a second, looked at Jimmy, then back to me. His facial expression looked uneasy but he still just shook his head and ignored it. Jon put his arm around me and I didn't hesitate to moving over closer to him.
I watched Jimmy as he lite up another cigarette driving full speed down the high way. Ohh jeez.
Sending me almost a heart attack Jon's cell phone went off. He laughed at me. "Its just a text message." He whispered beneath his breath.
Jimmy turned his head around and looked at me. "Dude...you okay?"
"Shes fine." Jon answered for me as he was reading the text he got. I nodded also answering.
Jimmy shook his head and then brought his glance back to the rode, letting me breath again.
Okay so maybe he isn't drunk but he might as well be for the amount of cans he has back here,under the seat, up front, in the cup holders. Ever since I found out how Eric passed because of a drunk driver they are now at the top of my 'most afraid of' list, right next to needles.
I tried to get my mind off of Jimmy's driving and looked down at the text message Jon was typing.
What do you mean your watching Frosty The Snowman with your sister? Its July and what are you 4?
"What?" I laughed out quietly.
I saw him smile. "Joe." He said simply and that explained it all.
I nodded letting in a small smile, still concerned about Jimmy.
Jon got a text message back a few seconds later. I'm babysitting her...she making me watch it. He rolled his eyes and closed his phone. "We'll be at the beach soon." He said to me.
"Okay." I answered looking out the window beside me.
I could see the moon as it shined through the night clouds from the previous rain that had fell today. I turned my face to Jonathan and saw that it looked like he was going to say something the way he opened his mouth to start a sentence, but what stopped him was the swerve Jimmy made around a coming car from the right side of the intersection. The turn he made flung us up against the window next to me. Jon put both his hands against the window we flung into, saving from crashing into me."Jimmy whats wrong with you?!" Jon yelled. The car Jimmy swerved high speed around was beeping it horn like crazy. I slightly turned my head around to see that this car reared itself onto the left side intersections sidewalk, which this car crashed into totaling the stop sign as he had made way for person back there was someone like Eric, but luckier. I toke in a deep breath, forgetting about the discusting air I was putting in me. "Oooh my God."
"Jesus Christ." Jimmy grumbled and threw back the partially full beer can in the back of his car, splashing me in the face."Damn!" Jimmy complained leaning over to the passenger seat."Is there another can back there?" He asked.
"Ugh!" I yelled as I tried to whip the beer off my face. "Jesus!" I muttered.
Jimmy turned his head around and looked at us weird.
"Get you eyes on the fuckin' rode!" Jon yelled as he helped with the whipping my face; as for him, it was all over his coat.
My breathing and heart beat are going crazy right now...I feel like I was hyperventilating and well, I probably was. Okay so Jimmy is officially drunk, we almost crashed into someone, I sneaked out of the house, I got beer all over me, I'm scared for my life and now I'm hyperventilating. Wonderful.
"Britta." Jon said, his face was close to mine. He looked into my eyes. "Its...okay, calm down."
I tried to speak but when I did each word came out with a breath in between. "I-" Breath, breath, breath "Can't-" Breath. My body was shaking at how scared I was.
Jon put his hand up against my face still looking into my eyes.
"You-" Breath. "Okay?" Breath.
He shook his head the most scared look on his face I've ever seen. "What do we do?"
I looked around uncontrollably, unsure. Jon did too but when he did we both noticed that we were driving on the wrong side of the lane, heading straight for an upcoming car as its head lights were shown bright. "Jimmy!!!" We both yelled at the same time. He wasn't paying attention at all, he was still looking for that beer can that he wanted, leaning toward the passenger seat. Although I don't think if he even attempted to get us out of this lane it would have helped, for the reason of...he possibly couldn't because he was throwing up now. "Aww shit!" He yelled.
"Jon!" I screamed. We wrapped our arms around each other. I dug my head into his sweatshirt hoping it will all be over and to just die now, not feel the pain that we were about to get when we crashed. The car began swevering on its on and I had no clue where we were heading now, into the car or off the rode. Is this what I get for sneaking out? Or is this what I get for trying to save bird kids and this is the way God is going to punish me! Put me threw another death experience! No...No...maybe not that. I felt Jon dug his face deep into my shoulder gripping on to me tight.
And, here comes the end....Help!
All of a sudden our car came to a complete stop, flinging Jon and I forward. I banged my head against something...hard, and my world began to spin...wooahh..... I could hear the front of the car fumble into pieces and heard the windshield shatter and the screeching of the of other cars tires as it skid along the street...but that was it till I woke up the next morning being surrounded by vampires.
"How is she?" A very...very familiar voice asked. One that was unmistakable. One that I haven't heard for months. One that I would have killed to hear again back in March after my Mom told me he died.
"Just a small concussion is all." Said an also familiar voice but I couldn't put my finger on it who's it was.
"Whaa?" Came out of my mouth as I squirmed in the bed I was in. "ERIC?!" I flung myself forward sending my eye vision stars and giving my head a major head ache. "Ahhh." I said putting my hand to my head.
I heard a short scribble of someone writing on a piece of paper next to me. "Just lean back down." Came a velvet voice. Its cold strong hand pressed against my shoulder and I couldn't resist to putting my head down as much as I fought...it hurt so much!
"Eric?" Came out of my mouth again. Was that him? How could it be? My cousin Eric? The one that died 3 months ago?! "Is that you?" My voice dragged, sounding tired. My world began to spin when I tried to sit up again but I flung back back due to the heavy weight my head was giving me. "Where am I? Who...who are you?"
"The Cullen's." Answered the voice of the person who placed it hand on my shoulder, restraining me from seeing Eric. "I remember you from the hospital."
My vision finally went back to normal and I realized it was who was talking to me. My eyes swarmed the room, trying to find Eric. "Where is he?" I asked supporting my body with my elbows. And there standing between these two people I didn't yet recognize, holding a sturdy grip on him, was Eric. Or well should I say he kind of looked like him, not the same exact features as I had remembered though.
I could tell my eyes got wide. "Eric?...is...is...that you?"
He said something so quiet to the people beside him , I wasn't able to understand. He, Eric, walked over to me, no more dragging his feet, no more greasy hair that I complained to him contently to wash, no more familiar brown eyes , but red ones now, and of course he now had the pale white skin just like Bella's who stood beside Edward who was lined up with all the other white pale skinned vampires in the room. This new Eric came to side of the bed I was laying on, kneeling down. I looked into his red eyes as he looked deep into my brown. I let out a scream and he didn't react to it, just simply sat there, nor did any of the others. "Your a...your a....vampire!"
Now he had a reaction to that. He turned his head to the others behind him, me only recognizing the faces of Bella, Edward and then turned back to me. "Yeah I am." His voice sounded different too, more smoother, like Edwards.
"...How?" A small smile came from the corner of his mouth, his eyes shot up excitement. "Umm..." I gripped on to the blanket I was laying on top of. "Never mind."
The two vampires holding on to him earlier were now behind him, one of they're mouths were moving but nothing was coming out.
"I know I get it Jasper." Eric said his voice getting more serious. So that was the vampire with blond hair; Jasper. "I'm fine. Really."
Jasper and the other vampire let go of Eric's arm and moved away.
"It was my only option." Eric began. "Or well...to die."
"But I thought-"
"Its part of the producer." Edward spoke. "If a human finds out the truth about one us and they get caught by the vultori or other then they forced to become one of us or well die. Our secret can be out."
"But why Forks when someone could easily find out you secret like Eric did?" Everyone looked at eachother when I asked this.
"Eric was different though." Bella spoke. "Edward and I saved him."
"...Saved him?" What?
"Bella's right, Eric wouldn't be here right now, as a vampire, if wasn't for them." Carlise said.
"You lost me." I said.
"The story you were told about my death was true Britta, its just they left out a little part." Eric began. "Yes I was on my way to hockey, yes I was hit by a drunk driver, yes I was covered in blood and yes my car was totaled. But similar to the way I saved you, Jon and Jimmy, they did to me."
"That was you?"
He nodded. "Yeah."
I wanted to say so much more but I burst out "Where is Jon?!"
"The other room. Hes fine." answered.
"I have to go see him." I insisted.
"Hes still unconscious but he will come out of it soon. Right Alice?"
She nodded quickly.
Oooh, so that was Alice. Short in height and had short black spiky hair.
"Are you sure hes going to be alright?" I asked.
"Yes he will be." Alice assured.
I wanted to add to that but we got back on track with Eric's side. Oooh Jon! I thought. "In the accient I was in, I wasn't knocked out due to a concusion like you were."
"When Bella and I tried to save Eric, we realized that he was still as injured as ever. We were thinking of taking him to the hospital ourselves but Bella insisted another idea."
One of the vampires rolled her eyes. She was beautiful, more beautiful than the others. Her blond hair flowed perfectly, way better than my brown messy hair.
"I thought we should turn Eric into a vampire." Then Bella finished, "So I did it myself, which also gave him my power of control."
Eric nodded agreeing.
"But weren't you in more pain because of the transformation?" I asked Eric. "Powers?"
"Ooh yeah it hurt." Then he continued to explain how when you become a vampire, you are new born first. I went along with it still shocked with the fact that hes well...here! Never mind being a vampire. He also told me about his power of control near human blood.
"Although, when the ambulances arrived, Eric was calmed down from the transformation and we were able to fill him in on to how to make this plan work." Edward continued on, me taking in the information that I'd never thought I ever would truthfully.
When they finished I was exasperated by how complicated this all was but I was more surprised when the cold arms of Eric hugged me. "I missed you little brat."
"Ya, ya. I missed you too." And U felt like everything, even though it wasn't, was normal again.
I was able to see Jon when he woke up. This time it was me sitting on the bed side about to fall asleep, me praying he would wake up, me the less injured, unlike it was last time.
"Its going to hurt." warned.
I squeezed Jon's hand for a quick second. "Ahhhh!" He said. I was kneeling on the ground next to Jon while was helping Jon with his broken rib from the accident. Carisle was wrapping this tape around the rib cage ,it was suppose to somehow help. I'm not big into medical stuff.
I felt so bad that this happened to him, why not me? I could handle it again with the whole in pain thing...right? Okay maybe not but ever since we've been together it has been me getting hurt not him, a reverse situation. "You'll be fine, I'm here." I said softly.
He shot me a 'Shut up' face. "I know." He said through his clenched teeth. He squeezed my hand tight as the tape wrapped around him one more time.
"Bella's right , you should be fine. Is there anyway you could come to the hospital at some point this week, so I could check up on the break?" Dr. Cullen asked.
While Jon threw his shirt on he looked at me. "Umm...probably." He said. I knew what he was thinking. How were we going to tell our parents? Or even, were we going to tell anyone about this car accident we were in?
He nodded. "Okay."Next, went over the basics for Jon on how to protect his broken rib.
Jon had gotten caught up with the whole real story with Eric. He was just as shocked as I was. As we were walking down the hallway in search for him, I had noticed that it was just about dawn.
As I knew, werewolves have miraculous recoveries compared to well humans, so Jimmy was found back in La Push obeying the treaty, so I was told. I was also told that Jon was 'spending the night' at Jimmy's after the 'bonfire that we went to', or well that's what he told David, his dad. Jon was going for the 'I hope you don't notice my broken rib' thing now. After left his room Jon and I went over our cover for the night...there was no accident, I stayed at home, Jon spent the night at Jimmy's, etc. Although I wasn't sure how this all was going to turn out.
We found Eric in the kitchen staring straight ahead at nothing. I raised my eye brow. "Eric?" Still felt strange to say his name.
He looked away from the way in an instant. "Hey." He said. He had re-met Jon earlier. "Sit down." He pointed to the empty chairs around him and we did.
It was silent for a few seconds but then Jon spoke. "Thanks." He paused. "For saving us."
A small smile creased at the side of his mouth, like it always did. "No problem."
"So how did you know it was us in that car?" He asked.
"Well," Eric looked at me. "I always new there was something up with Jimmy." He began. "Nothin' personal."
"There is something up with him." Jon agreed and rolled his eyes.
"When I found out miss smarty here was sneaking out-"
"Now how you find that out?" I asked ignoring his nickname for me.
"Life is kinda boring when your a vampire."
"So you've been stalking me for the past 3 months?" Great. He knows everything.
Jon began laughing and just I rolled my eyes. He then grabbed my hand and entwined our fingers.
"I wouldn't call it stalking, more like..." He thought for a moment. "Checking up on you every once and a while."
I sighed.
"To prove it, weren't you in the hospital last month?" He out smarted me. "I was in Alaska."
He would have came in handy there. "Alaska?"
He shook his head. "Never mind. Can I continue now?" And so he did. "When I heard you were sneaking out, I got the idea of checking up on you while you were driving to La Push with the other so 'smart' one." He looked at Jon, "Not you, Jimmy." He said. "Although, because of the werewolves in La Push, I can't go over there, so I had to stay in Forks and that's when I saw that as Jimmy was driving he was taking down some budlight there." He shrugged. "So I just kept an eye on you two." He pointed to us.
"Were you running?" Jon asked.
Eric nodded."Yeah I was."
"I don't think I'm ever going to get over the fact your well-"I held out my hands and he understood.
"It was hard not to tell you. Like for intense, when ever I went to go check up on you I wanted to tell you I was alive...well not really, but to let you know I'm you were at my funeral, I've never seen you cry so much." He paused. "You realized you cannot tell anyone about me, right?"
"Yes." Jon and I said at the same time.
"I bet you wanna tell Jessica." I teased but his response was not what I expected.
He looked down at his shoes and glanced around the room. "Yeah... I wanna tell Jess." He paused. "Its just you know shes been crying about me and...Like you know..." He took in a deep breath. "I don't know."
"Well I can still come and see you, right?" I asked putting on my sweatshirt, ready to leave as I headed near the front door with Jon and Eric. Jon and I were getting a ride home from Bella, we insisted not to have Eric take us.
"Come and see me?? Uh I don't know about that."
I almost stopped walking.
"I'm gonna come to you." He said simply. "I don't like the idea of having you coming down here. To dangerous."
"I'm here now." I pointed out.
"It's not as safe as you think it is Britta. I might have to talk about that with the others."
We reached the front door. "But what if I wanna see you and you don't just magically pop up like you've been doing for the past 3 months."
"Britta don't get mad at me."
I lowered my voice level."I'm not getting mad, I'm just stating my point of view."
He rolled his eyes.
Just in a second, everyone, Alice, Jasper, Emmit, Rosalie, Esme, Carlisle, Bella, Edward and Eric, all came to the door to say goodbye to us. Eric was the last to come up to me. I looked at him still getting the shocked feeling I got when I woke up from my slight concussion.
"I'm glad you know about me." He said.
"Me too." I answered and he wrapped his freezing pale cold arms around me into the big huge he used to give me. I squeezed my arms around him, forgetting it must feel like nothing to him. "Bye." I said.
"See ya." And I remembered that was his last words to me the day he died after he dropped Jon and I at my house, and now, these were the words of a beginning.
August 8th
When I go back to school in a few weeks, I know things are going to be different.I began to wonder if just because of what has happened this summer will effect me in all won't look at me the same. People will think I'm crazy, not like me. People will question me all the way. People could…think possibly anything.
What's true and will come?
As before I have mentioned that I was big into acting and singing although that part of my life hasn't been part of me lately. Performing in the school play has been a tradition for my best friend Miri and I. Ever since middle school really. We had sworn we would never let one another to not get chosen as stage crew while the other got a lead role and to never let this be between us. Miri and I used to practice our scripts for hours and hours, till our throats got sore and needed a break. At any end, things have changed. Yes I did do the school play Greece with her this past year , but still our friendship hasn't been as strong as it was before. I wouldn't say we don't like each other , or think one another is boring. I would say that just our friendship is parting, just like any other would if you haven't talked to them for the past month or two…three…
Which leads to my story.
Miri got the lead role this year and I got a 3 time speaking person. So of course we got put on different schedules for after school practices and didn't get to see each other so often. Not even during school that much because of our different schedules and 1 a weeks lunches together.
When ever we see each other there is a chance we might smile or mouth a 'hey' but there is only a slight chance for that.
So this is why I sit awkwardly at the edge of Maggie's maroon colored couch as she and Miri burst into laughter as they stand a few feet away from me, as Maggie spills diet coke all over herself.
Slob. I think as I see the drips of coke fall from her face as she pats her new pink birthday shirt over and over with the same napkin. She lets a giggle as Tyler, her new boyfriend from Seattle, comes up behind her wrapping his arms around her, spinning her around. She then kicks him violently in the shin but still he refuses to let go of her.
I small smile appears at the corner of my mouth. I take a sip of my ginger ale and continue to watch Maggie let out more giggles as Tyler continues to whisper something in her ear. She turns her head to him, face bright red, and then says with her words muffled with embarrassment "Stop it."
I glanced down at my scratched up cell phone and realized just only a few hours left. I can do this. I thought as Maggie, Tyler and Miri left the room, leaving me all alone.
I found them in the kitchen where Kathleen stood holding a cake with both of her hands, wearing pink checkered smock with a white shirt underneath, her face covered with flower , almost giving her a ghost appeal, icing spattered all over her face too. A wiry smile spread across her face, "I tried to make it look professional."
"I thought you were going to burn it actually." Maggie said simply and right away dug her finger into the frosting, covering it completely and with no hesitation stuck it in her mouth.
"Maggie!" Kathleen complained.
Maggie then nodded a few times with satisfactory. "It tastes good." Maggie toke the cake from Kathleen and placed it her kitchen table where we sat and ate it. Boy was it good.
Kathleen and Maggie were laughing hard core at some joke Tyler just told, leaving a silence between Miri and I as we sat next to each other. From the corner of my eye, I could see her turn to me. I slightly turned my head and flashed a small quick smile as she did one too.
I didn't know exactly what that smile meant. Hi, this is weird. Hi, I haven't talked to you in forever. Hi, I miss you. Hi, go away.
I looked back over to Kathleen who finally finished with her laughs and is now shoving down the last bits of the cake she made. I turned to Maggie to find her unsurprisingly talking to Tyler. I then looked away, glancing out the window, viewing the front porch.
"Britta , I just want to say…" Miri sighed. "That-"
I was about to turn to her but what caught my attention, well everyone elses too, was the mysterious figure coming to the front door. Maggie got up to the knock at the door and we all ended up in front of the door along with her in seconds. We then opened the it, which sent a freezing cold breeze sending the dangling strains of my hair flying, to see that this mysterious man wanted me. He dressed up like any ordinary scientist. Or as Max, Fang and Iggy referred to them as White Coats. With his over grown hair, crooked black thick glasses, sweaty forehead, we knew there was something up to begin with.
My heart began to pound louder than I've heard it, making it feel that it was verbally shaking my body with each thump that it made, making my palms begin to sweat. The man's eyes lit up with light, showing energy and excitement as he spotted me, giving me a long dreadful, unforgettable stare.
With out giving me a chance to run, or even get behind everyone's bodies as we all were shoved up against the threshold of the door, wanting to see who this man is, he grabs me by the arm, jerking me towards him, and doesn't let go. "Your coming with me you little mongrel." He muttered and licked his lips a few time then drying them off with the back of his hand.
"Let me go!" I shouted and instantly felt a tug on my other arm, my right.
Maggie , Kathleen and Miri all had a grip on me, attempting to pull me toward them. I was somewhat shocked to see Miri there helping them, although she kinda can't just ignore this problem.
What was happening?!
HELP!!
"AHH!" I screamed as I was being won by the bigger force of pull, the mysterious white coat. "What do you want with me?!?!" I shouted louder then I ever thought I could yell.
Sweat began to gain up in my forehead, panic rushed threw me like a fire in a forest and my heart continued to pound like crazy.
I kept on kicking this man trying to make him let go of me but he wouldn't budge.
As for Maggie and Kathleen weren't any help. Just a few seconds ago they fell to the ground as if I was a rope and they were play a simple game of tog of war.
"HELP!!" I yelled, panic over taking my body, sending me a glossy cover of tears over my eyes. "GUYS!!" The white coat pick up his speed and continued to drag me to his van.
I tried to pull in the other direction but man then shoved me up against his white van, pinning down.
I began hyperventilating as he titled his head to the side him too breathing crazy. "You," He held me down harder as I tried to pull through him. "Ruined my first plan."
The glassy coat of tears that covered my eyes just a second ago was now cover my face.
"Now," Preventing him to continue his sentence, Tyler suddenly whipped a punch in this mans face. Making me ,myself, flinch major.
Tyler now letting a small smile of achievement cover the corners of his mouth, nods his head a few times , getting his arms in position for another punch. His brown hair sways back and forth as he swings his head to the side.
The white coat who still pins me down, takes the risk of taking his left arm off me and punches Tyler perfectly right into the face, making Tyler fall to the ground with force.
Without a second to escape, I get pinned down hard again. "Listenz to me." The white coat muttered. His voice sounded strained, he had a strange strong accent. A streak of his smoky breath reaches my nose and I let out a loud cough sending me more tears down my face as it just hurts to do that. "Yous ruinedz me first plan, now Iz take you out of me second."
"Kathleen!! Maggie!! HELP!!" I scream but the white coat puts his hand over my mouth. His hand feels uncomfortably warm and smells odd, and also is being pressed so hard to my mouth that I think he might break one of my teeth.
I see from the back of the white coat Kathleen approach him, she having the same face as Tyler did except she wasn't using her arms. She was using her foot.
Please. God. Help. Me.
No ruin his plan 2? What?! Was he the man that shut down all the flyboys? Or one of the scientist from jail? This wasn't the one who shot the cop, I know that for sure. But this one, I didn't recognize. All I knew was that he wasn't up to anything good.
I feel as if I am about to have a heart attack. Kathleen wounds a kick, sending it almost in slow motion in my view, and aims it right the white coat, hitting him hard in the back, which leads him to just fling me onto my, hurting my arms more as he regains his balance against my ,what seems to be, shattered boned shoulders.
Well that didn't help.
Kathleen's face goes pale as fear strikes her. My face did that hours ago it seems.
Suddenly the white coat's foot shoots up and whacks Kathleen in the stomach sending her flying back, practically landing on Tyler. Pain erupted through her face.
I wanted to get up there and help Kathleen and Tyler but there was absolutely no way I could. I can't get out of reach of this guy and my mouth is covered.
What about Maggie and Miri?
Miri sat hovering over Kathleen. I heard Kathleen, she kept on moaning 'ouuuchhh' while Maggie sat hovering over Tyler who got a bloody, and probably broken, nose. He kept on cursing.
I began to kick again, my legs banging hard against the front the van and the stones and dirt of Maggie's drive way.
Both Maggie and Miri's faces looked up but where to late to spring to me for help because I was now being dragged into the back of the van.
"Your coming with me!" He said dragging me along with him. He threw open the doors to the back of his white van, sending me a whole new rush of panic threw me as he threw me in, banging my legs against the floor. Ouch!
I tried to stand up and get out of this van but he locked me down on the ground and tied ropes around me. One holding my hands together while the other rope held my feet together. I tried kicking this man and doing what ever I could to get around him, but he was to strong for me.
"MAGGIE! KATHLEEN! MIRI!" I screamed. "HELP!"
"Now shut up!" Said the white coat who now held a roll of duck tape. He ripped off a piece and placed it on my mouth, preventing my further words to reach Kathleen, Maggie, Miri and even Tyler. I tried to squirm out of his reach but didn't succeed much.
"Help!" I screamed but my words only came out muffled. Stupid tape! I felt more sweat gain up on my forehead and my hands felt more sweaty than they did before. It was harder to breath with the piece of silver duck tape covering me mouth and I was extremely uncomfortable in this position.
The white coat looked down at me, staring me in the eyes. "You won't ruin this plan!" He then slammed the doors shut.
My heart beat began pounding against my chest, I was being kidnapped! Help! Someone!
I heard banging against the door of the van and realized it was Kathleen and Miri. "Britta!" They screamed. But of course the door was locked and the van I was in…began to ride away.
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Jonathan's POV
I was standing in front of the bathroom mirror running my hand through my wet hair over and over again, trying to decide which way I should wear it. Spiked? Or just regular and flat? Maybe just the front spiked? Or the Mohawk type style Joe did the other day?
I grabbed the gel from the cabinet and squirted some in my hand. I dragged it through all of my hair, still not really having any clue what I was doing.
I turned my head side to side, making sure I got everywhere I wanted, then grabbed the can of axe next to where I placed the gel. Britta hates this stuff with a passion, its crazy. She says it makes her sneeze. But I still like to wear it anyway.
I placed the can on the counter then rubbed my gel covered hands against my jeans hoping it would rub of some of it.
I walked back into my room and reached down to my rug and grabbed my t-shirt, throwing it on. Just then my cell phone went off, it vibrating rapidly in my pocket. I edged it out with my fingers then answered it, knowing that the front screen just said Kathleen.
What was she calling for?
"What?" I asked.
Screams erupted from the other end of the phone. I could only make out a few words and one of those words was 'Britta'.
I began walking back and forth waiting for a silence to pop up , allowing my to speak to Kathleen, but didn't happen. "Kathleen…" I started but then I heard a scream like 'what do we do?' from the background. "Kathleen! What happened?" I asked, practically yelling into my phone, hoping she would hear me over the yells of voices.
Her voice and someone else's started talking very fast, and speaking different words, making it hard to understand. I sighed with aggravation. "Kathleen I can't understand you!" Why does this have to be so difficult?
"BRITTA GOT KIDNAPPED! SHES GONE!" The two voices yelled at the same time.
My heart began to beat fast. "What?!" I yelled. Kidnapped? What are they talking about? Are they on crack or something? "Kidnapped?!" I exclaimed.
"Yes Jon kidnapped! Some man with this weird accent came to Maggie's house and just like literally toke her away! Throwing her in the back on his van, tying her up with ropes. He punched Tyler and I!! This man has gone mad Jon! Help us get Britta back!"
And that was all I needed to hear.
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Britta's POV
We toke our twentieth sharp turn within in the past 5 seconds ago, my body flinging itself across the cold metal floor of the van as I continued to question myself, where the heck are we going? But most importantly , whats happening!?
We came to an quick stop, making my body roll towards the front of the van. Ouch! I couldn't control where my body was being tossed for the reason of I was tied up, hands and legs, as I have said before. Then also, my mouth was uncomfortably duck taped, edging awkwardly around my mouth, surrounded by gaining up sweat. I was so hot back here as I was panicking like crazy.
I never thought I would be in a situation like this. I know I was told by Kathleen that I should be scared, or that I should more careful out in this world now, but something like this never would have crossed my mind. Being kidnapped by a strange unknown man isn't the best impression.
I wasn't sure how or at least when I was going to get out of this. I tried to picture a car chase, with the police trying to catch up to this van as we kept on speeding aimlessly down the highway or something. I don't know.
I tried moving around but my body froze as I heard voices coming from just outside of the van.
"Get in!" Yelled the voice of the white coat.
Get in? Who was coming in too? Where were we? Are we still in Forks?
I heard the sound of feet skidding against cement and the banging of a body going off and on against the van. My heart started to pound loudly as nervousness toke over me.
"Let go." Muttered a voice, that I least wanted to hear those words coming out of.
Jonathan.
The van door flashed open with a loud noise as it banged against the van, hard. Jonathan was thrown in just like I was but he came in worse than I. Not how. But how he looked. Blood ran from his nose, his eyes looked blood shot, and he was tied more up than I was.
We met eye contact, both of our pair of eyes wide as possibly could be. We never thought we'd end up like this, we never thought it could happen, I never thought he would be apart of this.
The door shut with a loud slam and toke off in seconds.
I shook my head over and over hoping I would wake up from this horrible nightmare, hoping that none of this ever happened, hoping that I never met Max, Fang and Iggy, hoping that I never went outside that day to help Max, but also hoping we were to be saved.
I was screaming on the inside but nothing would come out clear if I tried to speak. I wanted to say so much, tell him everything, explain, apologize for my stupidity, and to say I love you...because I don't know if I will be able to say it again.
The van toke another sharp turn, flinging me up against Jonathan. Although, I didn't move away. I placed my head awkwardly up against his chest and stayed there feeling his strange unfamiliar warm body heat surround me.
I wanted to add on to the first part of the story but I was forced to shut off my computer and go to bed, leaving me with only what I had and what to the part you just read. sad much more to come in next chapter!