I stare out of the window of the car as we speed out of Forks. It's been two days since I'd made my promise to Mr Grey.
And now I'm keeping it. It's seven in the evening and I'm in the car with Mr Grey.
I turn to stare at dad (Mr Grey) "You didn't have to come all the way just to pick me up, dad. I don't want to trouble you unnecessarily.". He laughs softly. "It's no trouble, I assure you. Besides, I don't have the patience to wait at home.
I'll go crazy. Tell me, how was your day?" he asks. "It was great. I spent it with my dad. We just stayed home and played cards." His smile dissappears. I've noticed that he doesn't like it much when I talk about my dad(Adrian).
He shakes his head as if to clear his mind and smiles once more. "That's nice. What did you have for lunch?" I'm not surprised by his line of questioning. He often asks me about what I eat. " I had my chicken lasagna and milk.",
I tell him. "Did you make it?". "Yes I did".He gives me a huge smile as if he's proud of me."That's great, love. I could never cook, but your mother is excellent at it. I tried to fry an egg once, at your mother's insistence, ofcourse, and had set the gas on fire. And no, I'm not exaggrating". We both laugh.
"And how was Jenna's party?". Woah, how does he know about that? Then I remember my security. "It was good.
You're having me watched very closely." ."Yes I am. Tell me about your friends." He changes the subject swiftly.
I sigh. "My best friend is Jenna. She is like my sister. Then there's Sam who is also a good friend. Then there's Jason who has recently moved to forks. And kim, who is Jason's girlfriend. And then there's Angela and Casey.
They're twins."
Dad listens very intently while I tell him about each and everyone of them and how I met them. He ocassionally asks a question or two. "You seem to be very close to Adrian Chase." I notice that he doesn't use the word "father"
and calls him by his name instead. "Yes I am. After mother died, we grew extremely close.". Dad takes a deep breath and says "I want you to be very close to us as well." oh. "I want that too." I say. But I wonder if I'll ever be close to Phoebe. I wonder if I should say anything to him. Maybe later, when I'm closer to him.
He gives me a huge smile, and then continues questioning me. "What time do you sleep?". "It depends, really. If it's a week day then I sleep at 12 to 1. On weekends I sleep at three or four." His eyes widen as he hears this.
"Three to four? That's extremely late. Even one is extremely late. And also unhealthy.". "I have trouble falling asleep sometimes." I leave it at that. He doesn't need to know about the nightmares that haunt me and keep me awake.
"And what do you do when you can't fall asleep?" he asks. "I study. Sometimes I play keyboard. Or read. Mostly, I end up reading.". "You play keyboard? That's great love." I smile at him.
We talk a bit more about my lifestyle, and then before I know it, we've reached. "We're home love. Let's get you inside and feed you.".