Chapter 3 EPOV
36 days.
A lot can happen in 36 days.
A mere strike of lightning can burn a house down in seconds.
So imagine the things that can happen in 36 days.
Without time we would all be so much more careless, so free.
Nothing ever happens in 36 nights.
It really was a clear night outside, which made it easier to see the stars.
All of the houses around were in complete darkness, except for one lone window in a house far in the distance.
I suddenly recognised the houses features; It was Chief Swan's house, and the window had purple curtains so I guessed it wasn't his room-unless our Chief had some serious issues, which I highly doubted. Well whoever they are they weren't getting much sleep. Ha. Serves you right, I thought angrily and shoved off my bed.
Deciding it was time for a cigarette, I climbed down the vines and started towards the back of the yard, where I kept my lighter and an ash tray.
I glanced down at the cigarette in my hand and realised something; I really should give up. Ha. That wasn't an option, I only had cigarettes and coffee now that Peter had moved away and taken my supply of uppers with him.
Carlisle barely woke up at night, and he always left a trail of lights wherever he went, so I had a slight warning of whether Carlisle would catch me out here. He didn't like me smoking, so I didn't tell him I smoked- not that he didn't smell it on me of course.
I relaxed infinitesimally as I took a few deep drags of the cigarette; it was crazy, but they seriously helped keep me awake- and that was fucking useful to me.
After I finished the cigarette I decided to take a walk, as it hadn't taken nearly as much time as I had hoped to smoke my cigarette. I was debating internally whether or not to go and get a jacket. Deciding it was too cold to go without one I decided I would go back to the house to get one.
I thought it a bad idea to climb the vines again, so I risked the front door.
I didn't meet any obstacles at the door; that was until I ran into a rather dishevelled Emmett, along with an equally dishevelled looking blonde. Emmett scoffed when he saw me " Hey bro. What you doing up this late? Isn't it way past your majesty's bedtime?" He half joked, winking towards the blonde and grabbing my shoulder- if he fucking shook me, I would kill him. I really couldn't be bothered with Emmett today.
"Can you go shag her somewhere else? Other people do live here too you know." I spat, loosening his grip on me and sprinting towards the door; I was gone before Emmett had even registered what I had just said.
Don't get me wrong I do like my adoptive brother-bother more like- but he's just such a jerk. I mean, a new girl every night? Its not fucking right. I hope that blonde knows what she's let herself in for. Ugh. Why was I letting that idiot get to me?
I knew why.
He knows why.
I can't be with a girl. I mean, how the hell would they take to my erratic moods and fucked up thinking? Yeah, they wouldn't take too well, would they?
I had to stop thinking or I'd lose my mind...well, what was left of it.
I concentrated on the soft crunching sound of the stones beneath my feet and found it was actually quite soothing really. It was like a lullaby, like a soft lulling sound that was just waiting for me to succumb to the exhaustion. I knew that I wasn't going to risk listening to the crunching any more, so I began a steady run. When the blood beats in your ears, and the adrenaline pulses through your veins it's so much easier to stay awake.
A lot of people see sleep as a sense of relief. They believe its a dulling for pain- I mean, even coma patients are supposed to be relaxed right?-, but how can that be? Deciding I better get back before sunrise- Carlisle's an early riser, and as far as he's concerned so am I-I turned around in the trees, looking for the way I had come. God, why hadn't I thought to bring a flash light?
I grabbed my cell pushing a random button to get some light and noticed I had a message. As soon as I saw who the sender was I wanted to throw the phone off of the nearest bridge; instead, I flipped it open and half laughed, half cringed when I read what she said.
Is that supposed to be seductive, I wondered wryly. One thing I knew was that I didn't want her Strawberry Crayon anywhere near me.
This was why I had to stay away from girls; One text message and I'm already bloody confused.
In that second, I made a pact with myself:
I wouldn't make friends here.
I wouldn't pretend to be normal.
If anybody didn't like this methen they'd just have to go fuck themselves, wouldn't they?
Right, So I will stay awake. For as long as possible I will stay alert, with my eyes wide open.
A/N not really sure what the hell, I was talking bout in this chapter... but oh well. Hope you like (:
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