Chapter 3

(La Push Beach)

Pop music is lightly playing on my small pink rabbit radio. We're enjoying nice weather for it to be November. Our one lucky day on Thanksgiving Break when it's supposed to freezing temperature. I'm reading Plants Life Vol.32 on my blanket. Claire is texting on her cellphone. I thought it would be a good day to hang out with each other considering the drama that has unfolded between our fathers.

Just us and a group of teens and adults hanging a few miles from us on the beach. Three teens are playing soccer. The rest are relaxing on the beach. Paul is down there cuddling with a long haired woman. She's pretty. She's beautiful.

"So is it true?" Claire ask putting her phone down. "That your mother knows?" She ask. Oh! She's talking about my mother. "I have no issues nor listening towards adult situations. I have to believe that my parents are upcoming in their own decisions in handling the issue. No words are spoken around me. It's an adult matter. Life happens."

"I'm sure you seen the truth, right?" She ask. "I cannot speak on a truth or not. The situations fall on the adults. Just believe that you know what you are doing. Very bad karma life changing situations. Just speak your mind." I say noticing her tensing up. Nothing wrong with us speaking on the issue. She breathes in and out looking all around besides my face.

I can only be calm. Mom is an adult. She is an adult. Dad is an adult. "In the end, I have to respect my parents. I have no clue on how the story is you paint one towards your parents. My father has his own story. I can't take actions. Sometimes you have to walk away. All is on my parents. The friendship will be over." I'm taking the mature route.

"You can see the future." She admits staring in my face. "The only future that I see is my own. You will be okay." "I'm carrying his child. Your half-brother or half-sister." She admits. "You will be okay." Is all I say. She slap me across my face. I hold my cheek shock. She's pregnant and I cannot fight her. "Okay, Claire." I say grabbing up my radio and book.

Paul's group of friends are watching. I get up and walk away from her in a heat of anger. "You're a seer!" She shouts. I stop walking and turn to face her feigning shock. "I read on it. I searched it." She say talking nonsense. "You are crazy! You are letting a man corrupt your mind and mentally. Why?" I ask growing angrier by the second as I walk towards her.

"Let's not fight on the beach." The man from yesterday say. I stop walking. He is right. She is pregnant. That is two charges. "I love him. I love Marcus." "And, you will be okay. Homewrecker is what you are. Destroying homes is never good karma!" I shout and walk away heading for the parking lot. Claire has lost her mind. "Wait! Wait!" She shout.

I sigh taking out my car keys and unlocking my buggy. I scurry to my car hoping she won't run behind me. Soon as I make it to the driver's door and open it, she runs up behind me and closes the door. "What?" I ask teeth gritting. "You can't leave me here, Mary." She angrily say. She's right. If anything happens here, it'll be my fault. "Get in." I unlock the car doors again. She walks around the front.

I get in and start the car. I put on my seat watching her open my car door. She gets in throwing my blanket in the back. I drives us out of the parking lot. Just silently driving. I'm just super angry. She slept with my dad. She's carrying his child. I feel like punching her but I can't knowing that she can press charges against me. I can get in trouble.

I sigh turning the volume knob up so we can hear some music. She grabs the steering wheel and step on my foot. The car accelerates. "Let go!" I shout trying to take her hands off the steering wheel as we swerve amongst the road. We're playing tug-of-war pulling left and right till she does a hard left turn. Screeech! The car drives off the road and into the forest heading for a big tree. BOOM! The airbag explodes knocking me unconscious.

I groan in pain as a massive headache throb in the middle of my forehead. Blood trickle down my nose like faucet landing into my mouth. My ear rings. I groan sitting up to see glass shards in the passenger seat. I look at the giant bloodied hole in my windshield. "Claire!" I shout in horror opening up my car door. It screeches. I take off my seatbelt and climb out.

Once my feet hit the ground, I fall straight to my knees. A thundering shock erupts all over my body. I gasp in pain taking three seconds to compose myself and begin my crawl around the tree hearing people calling out my name. "Claire!" I get around the tree to feet away from the car. Her body is mangled in dirt and blood. Her legs are in opposite directions. Her left arm is twisted. Her right is under her body.

I gasp as tears fall down my eyes in horror. I killed her. "Don't move!" A man's voice shout in a distance. I cover my mouth wiping my tears. Help is here. A bunch of men rush to her side. "Ambulance is on her way." "What happened?" A slim man ask rushing over. "Look at the car!" "She grabbed the steering wheel!" I cry out.

The man kneel next to her body. "She's still breathing." "Sam." Another man say kneeling next to her lower body. The slim man touches my back. "Ow! Ow! Ow!" Sam looks up at Paul. He's just looking down. I drop my head in my hands crying.

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(Forks Hospital)

Beep. Beep. Beep. The sound of the heart monitor beeps as a steady motion. Rowdiness is outside of my hospital room. The Sun is still out. I thank God that I made it. I can't say the same for Claire. She broke both legs and arms. Her left lung collapse. She has major brain trauma. Both of her kidneys are failing. She just went into surgery for internal bleeding.

She might not make it through the night. I'm praying that friend does so she can live her life and I ask her why she would make an attempt on my life. I sigh. The room door opens up to Paul. "Hey." I croak out. He walks in and closes the door behind me. I'm lucky thanks to my airbag and seatbelt. I would've died by being thrown into the tree.

He walk to my bedside looking unsure of what to say. "I ain't want in the situation. I was not in it." I admit explaining myself. "Can you see the future?" He ask me. "No. I have no idea what she was speaking on. She did something evil in trying to kill me." I softly say. "You been banned off the tribe for cau-" "I didn't cause. I never would've allowed it even if I could see the future. Is that why you are speaking on this 'ban'?" I ask.

I want to know. It seems so odd. Can be ban me off the tribe? Maybe, he is rich. "You been ban." He say. "Okay." Is all I say. It was my first time visiting the beach there. I'll do my best to stay off the tribe if I should ever go up there cause he lives on the tribe. Knock! Knock! The door opens up to a white man dressed in a casual black suit. "Sorry to interrupt. We would like a moment with Mary-Ann." He say. Paul doesn't even look back as he leaves out of the hospital room. I guess I really am banned.