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Chapter 5: Going Crazy
The next morning, I was a mess. I hadn't slept well, due to the fact that I had dreamt of what might have appened if Edward Cullen hadn't saved me from that truck. I was just grateful that today was a Saturday. I went down stairs after I had gotten dressed and ready to do something. Anything. When I saw the flowers on the table. Jeanette had left to go with her friends somewhere. I read the note that was attached to the roses.
Dear Liza,
I'm really, really sorry that I almost run you over. I'm thanking God right now that Cullen was there to save you. I hope that I might not be to forward in asking you this, and that I might not be dissrupting any plans you've already had for tomarrow, but do you want to o to the movies? I just want to try and make up for what I almost did. Again, I'm really sorry.
Please consider it, because I just want to make it up to you. It's not like a date. Just a make up for almost killing you. Please! You know what number to call, cause the student directory came out in the mail this morning. Please! Consider it.
Sincerely
Mike Dretly
Wow...I never thought that some one would try to make up a almost murder, by taking someone out to the movies. But I didn't care what he had almost done. He didn't kill me, so what was the point. I didn't like make up gifts, even if he had almost killed me. So, I went to the mail box, and checked for the directory. Sure enough, it was there, in a light yellow color. I opened it, and looked for his last name in the D-section. I found the number, and called him with Jeanettes home phone. The first ring hadn't even sounded when the phone was picked up. Was he waiting for me to call?
"Hello? Liza?" Yes. He was waiting for me to call.
"Hey Mike. Listen-"
"You can't come right?" His voice sounded defeated.
"Oh, no! I can! I just...have to do something that day. But, I can get it done quickly!" I lied. I didn't want to go to the movies with him. But, I also just wanted to get this whole "making it up to you" kind of thing done with.
" Oh! Okay...what time should I pick you up then?"
" Four or Five." I said. I wanted to avoid that whole date atmoshpere the night has.
"Okay. What movie do you want to see?"
"Whatever there is playing. What ever you want."
"Okay then. I'll see you then. Bye." His voice sounded glad.
"Bye." I said it as bluntly as I could. He hung up, and then I did as well. I dreaded tomarrow. I looked at the school directory. Then, I got a sick and stupid idea.
"Section c...section c..." I said to myself. When I finally got to the section, I searched and searched for the name that made my heart skip.
"Cullen!"
"Cullen what?" Jeanette said, from the door. She had bags in her hands, full of food.
"Cullen...Edward, I thought maybe I should call him to thank him. But I don't think I will, I'll just thank him on Monday." I truthfully said. Well, partly truthful. I wasn't going to call him to thank him. I was going to pester him into telling me what he really was. But then I remembered his angry face. I quickly decided not to anger him further. He would be pissed off on Monday, that's for sure.
"Oh." Jeanette said."So, I see you go the flowers. Who are they from?" As if she hadn't already read the note. It was just a peice of paper, and no envelope to cover it.
"Mike, he said he wanted to invite me to the movies to make up for almost killing me. I'm going tomarrow with him."
"He's a nice boy Liza. You should consider dating him."
"Well, I'll find out if I like him or not tomarrow then, I guess." Angry at her trying to set me up with someone, I left with the flowers up stairs, to go to my room.
When I finally got up there, I layed my head on my pillow and tried to sleep again. But I was restless. So, I got up again, and went to the computer that Jeanette had gotten for me for a thirteenth birthday present. I visted her for the first summer she had spent here. Three years ago. I had packed it with me, from New York and took it here. Thank God Jeanette had had internet connection.
I got onto my favorite video site. Youtube. I searched for songs and video that would make me feel a bit better. Thankfully I found one. I started to listen to it, and closed my eyes. It ended after four minutes and two seconds. My favorite song, from my favorite movie franchise. Pirates of the Caribbean. I had day-dreamed of being able to work on the fourth movie for so long. But, I knew it was impossible for me to. But that was about, maybe a year or two ago. I looked at the comments left on the page and then youtubed another song. By the time I had relaxed, it was dinner time. I guessed Jeanette had ordered pizza or something because she called down for dinner.
As I ran down the stairs, I almost tripped, but luckily caught myself, and avoided having to go to the hospital again, in the same week. I smelled the pizza in the air. I hadn't noticed before, but I was starving.
"Any homework?"
"Nah. Only a paper that's due on Wednsday, and I'm done. I finished the day they assigned it."
"Did you read over it? Check over it? Edit?"
" I read over it five times, and edited while I read."
"Oh...Okay. Liza?"
"Um hm?" My mouth had been full of pizza at the moment.
" Why did you get so upset when I told you, you should date Mike?" She looked serious.
" Well...I just don't like him." I told her. "Hey...Were you upset when you heard me say Cullen? You sounded abit upset."
" I would never be upset with them! I know a lot of girls like him, and their hearts are shattered with his high standards."
" Is that why everyone avoids them at school and stuff?" I asked, now with serious curiosity.
" No. The kids down in La Push started telling rumors about them."
"What were the rumors?"
" Dumb little stupid stories. It's very dumb. Don't worry about it. The Cullens are actually very nice."
But worry about it was all I could do that night. I couldn't stop thinking about how Edward had saved me from the van. How his moods changed, his pale skin, his and his family's beauty and his electric yet ice cold touch. And how their eyes changed colors. As I got into my raggy old sweat pants I sleep in, and my ripped up shirt, I couldn't help but let my mind wander. But when I layed down, I snapped my mind to something that really mattered. The date that I had with Mike tomarrow. Ugh...I knew he would try to treat it like a date. But I would try to ignore the fact that his arm woud try to go around me at one point, and he would try to probably kiss me. I shuddered under the bed's covers. And before I knew it, I was asleep.
The next morning, was a nightmare. My contacts wouldn't go in right, leaving my eyes puffy and red, and facial mask ran out. I growled at it, and then bruashed my teeth. I had to go get more lotion. But, I had noticed the clock. It was almost one. Had I slept that late? I ran downstairs, and almost tripped again, saving my leg some pain, and ran to the fridge. On it, was an attached note that told me my aunt would be back at one thirty, and that she had gone to the library. Of course, I knew that the library was very limited, and smiled. I hoped that she wasn't getting a book that wasn't very well known. But, maybe since the two years I hadn't visited, they may have stocked up. I doubted it. I didn't have time to go get my facial mask. I only went to get something if I had to get more than one thing.
Ten minutes later, Jeanette showed up. We said hello to each other, and I ran back up stairs after finishing my breakfast. I was on the computer, until the doorbell rang. It was three thirty. I groaned. I knew it was Mike at the door and he was coming to try and convince me to forgive him, which I already had. And trying to convince me that we should probably date. I knew what he was trying to do.
I pulled my jacket over myself and opened the door.
" Are you ready?" He asked.
"Yes." I said, with fake happiness. I had fooled him.
"So...we're going to see The Dark Knight...Have you seen it before?"
"No, actually, I haven't." I lied again. I guess I was being convincing, because he kept on going.
"Yeah. I've seen it before. But, I thought you might not have seen it, because it's about a comic book character."
" Oh." I wanted to argue so much. Just because I was a girl, I thought, he thinks I wouldn't watch a movie with comic book characters. He was getting worse and worse. When we finally got to the car, I don't know why I noticed, but he didn't even open up the car door for me. I might be a feminist, and think that girls could do alot of things without a mans help, but I also appreciated the chivalry a guy may have, when opening a door for me. Of course, I have never really experienced a guy holding the door open for me. But I liked the idea of it.
The car ride was very very quiet. We hadn't talked the whole way. I thought he would be chatting me up. We parked in the very front of the theatre, and moved to go inside. Out of habit, I looked around the parking lot for a certain shiny silver volvo. And there it was. But someone else could have a shiny silver volvo like Edward right? And the same license plate as well?
"Oh crap!" I whispered.
" Huh? What did you say?" Mike asked me. He hadn't noticed me looking around the parking lot.
"Nothing." I answered quickly.
"Oh...I thought you said something to me. I guess it was just the wind or something."
We reached the little place where you buy the tickets. He paid my ticket, and then tried to put his hand in mine. I kept my hand in my pocket, pretending I didn't notice. When we got to the conscession stand I saw them Well, three sevenths of them. The Cullen boys, the ones in High School were standing by tables, set up to use for waiting for someone. Jasper looked at his watch and murmered to the others. They got up from their seats and they looked up, to see me, standing there with Mike, frowning. I looked at them, and waved, giving a sad smiled. Emmett laughed, and gestured for me to come over.
"Hey...Mike, I'm going over to talk to Emmett okay? We're good friends." I was exaggerating the term "good friends".
"Hey Liza. What's up?" Emmett said to me, glancing over at Mike.
"He offered to take me to a movie to make up for almost killing me." I glanced at Edward. He looked up, sighed and joined in the conversation.
" Ah...It seems like he doesn't think so." He chuckled.
" Yeah...he seems a little...excited." Jasper's face had a smile that you would know he was making fun of someone.
"So which movie are you guys seeing?" Emmett asked.
"The Dark Knight. I've already seen it. It was good, so I told him I hadn't seen it before, so we could get this done with." I said.
"We're seeing that too." Jasper said. "Do you want to sit near us, so we can make sure he doesn't try to put his hand around you or something?" Edward glanced at him, a look of warning in his eyes.
"That...would actually be great." I said. "Are you sure it wont be a bother?"
" It's no problem Liza. We just don't want him to get any ideas." Emmett said looking at Edward.
"Thanks. I'll go tell him." I replied, thankfully.
I skipped over to Mike.
" Guess what? The Cullens are watching the same movie we are."
"Thats great." Mike said sarcastically.
" They want to sit with us."
"Why?" He asked, his voice implying that the idea was stupid.
"We're friends remember?" I told him. I looked around the theatre. casually. "If you really don't want them to, then I guess I'll go tell them." I said, ascting sad about his decison.
"No, no! It's okay! Since they're your good friends and all, they can sit with us. It's not like this is a date or anything." He sighed. I turned around and smiled. My plan had worked.
I skipped back to the Cullen boys, almost tripping over my own foot.
"Ow! He said you can if you want." I looked at them.
"Sure. But I want to sit next to him. If he gets any ideas, I'll just glance at him, and he won't even give it a second thought." Said Emmett happily.
" Me and Edward will sit next to you, so he can't put his arm around you." Jasper added. Edward gave him a look that screamed that he was protesting against the idea. Jasper smiled. I think they were setting it all up.
When we got to the theatre room, the seating arrangements were as planned. They acted all friendly with Mike, (Mike was very surprised at their sudden friendliness) and Edward sat next to me, Jasper on my other side. Edward and Jasper's fists were balled up tight. I took one of my hair ties one my right hand and went to put my hair up.
"Don't. Your hair looks good today." Edward said to me. I made a confused face, and he noticed it.
"Why the sudden niceness? I thought you were mad at me from Friday."
" Well, I decided that if I'm going to have to live with you, I might as well talk to you." He sighed. " But you really should try to stay away from me. And my family." He warned.
" It wasn't me who told me to sit with them on Friday, was it?" I remembered Friday's lunch.
" I know. But still. You should really try to stay away from me." He sighed. Just as I was about to protest, the lights went off, and the trailers began. Of course no one talks during the trailers, because we all want to see what future movie we would want to see.
The theatre was dark, and I felt Edwards eyes on my face. I glanced at his fist. It was in crossed arms, as mine were. I hadn't noticed my arms until that moment. But when I put my arms by my side, I wanted to reach out and touch Edwards face.
"Why so serious?" I heard the Joker say. It was hard to concentrate on what the screen was showing. I was sure Edward was feeling the same way, because he was very tense."
Finally, the movie ended. I was sure Edward was pissed off more than he was when we last talked. But the anger was more aimed at his two brothers.
"Lets go." Edward said impatiently. He glanced at me, and then looked at his brothers once more. Mike looked at me, his eyes full of sorrow, for them interupting our movie make up date. Jasper and Emmett got up from their seats in a flash, noticing Edward's anger towards them.
"It was nice seeing you again Liza. Let's go." Edward said, turning away.
"See you on Monday, Liza." Jasper said, snickering.
"Bye..." I said, quietly. Damn it. Now I was left with Mike alone.
"So...That was strange...What was up with them?"
" Dunno...Hey Mike?"
" Yeah?"
" Can you just drive me home. I'm feeling sick." I made myself think mayonaise. That always got me pale. Sickly pale. " I think I'm going to be sick." I told him.
" To much popcorn?"
" Yeah." I lied. Again, I was grateful for my ability to act.
" Oh. Okay. What time are you expected to be home?"
" Jeanette didn't set a limit. But I really am feeling sick. I might have to stay home tomarrow. But probably not." By this time, we were exiting the theatre and walking to the car.
" Oh. Well I hope you feel better." The rest of the ride home was quiet. He didn't even try to lighten the mood with music. The minutes that passed felt like hours. But finally we arrived to Jeanette's house. I opened the door and hurried out. It looked like it was going to rain again. I sighed and went to close the door. I noticed that Mike had turned off the car and gotten out. I turned around. Was he expecting me to...
" Liza?"
"Yup?"
" Uh...I hope you feel better." We were walking to the door. He was awfully close to me. I made a face.
" Yeah. Me too. My stomach act up like this alot. Well...whenever I eat popcorn." I made myself get pale again.
We stopped at the door. It was twilight hour. It was almost dark, but not quite.
Mike hesitated to speak. He was getting closer.
" I hope the Cullens didn't ruin your night."
" Nah. They're my friends."
" Oh." He sounded disapointed.
"I'll see you tomarrow?"
"Yeah." He said. He leaned in. I pretended not to notice, and turned towards the door. I heard him sigh. But he bought my acting.
"Okay then. Um...see you tomarrow then...um..bye."
" Bye." I closed the door as he started to walk back.
I turned away, my back hitting the door. I felt myself gasp. The force that I had hit the door with took my breath away. Can't I go for at least one day without hurting myself? The good thing, was that Mike didn't really get to kiss me. Or put his hand around me. I shuddered at the thought. Thank God that the Cullens were at the theatre. Though, I thought it was a bit strange. That they were there at the same time that we were. Most people go to the movies near the night time. Most of the time, after seven. My trip back from Port Angeles was to quiet. Mike had been intimidated by the Cullens to talk the whole way. Again, I was thanking God for the Cullens exsitence.
After I ate a quick dinner ( A cold slice of pizza from the night before) I ran quickly upstairs and went to bed. I was tired, not only from the long night of worrying that Mike was going to try to make a move, but from being with the Cullens. Resisting the urge to touch Edward's face in the darkness. The electricity between us was unbelievable.
I dreamt of only him that night. His face, and his body and how he hated me. Why? Why did he hate me, shy away from me? But I slept restlessly. Tossing and turning. I could feel myself getting colder in my dreams. Scared for some reason. But I forgot that in the morning. My whole dream went to waste when I woke up. I hurridly got ready and almost ran to my truck. I was running late.
The day flew by, and before I knew it, it was time to go home. The Cullens ignored me (except for Emmett and Jasper, who were waving to me from their lunch table.) Britt and Alice seemed in a horrible mood ( which is rare for Britt, because she is always happy.) And Edward pretended to not notice me ( though I caught him glancing at me once or twice.) I was angry that he had lied to me in the theatre. He wasn't going to talk to me, even though he had to live with me. We spent the whole day ignoring each other. The whole week went by. Then two weeks went by. None of the Cullens talked to me. At all. It felt like forever when they hadn't talked to me in a month. I was getting mad.
Thats when we got news of the school dance. Girls choice. I groaned when Jessica told me. Tyler had been all over me the whole time I hadn't talked to them, so of course, Jessica had to ask permission to ask him to the dance.
" Of course Jessica, you can go ahead and ask Tyler to the dance." I said. Ugh...Did she really think that I even paid attention to anything that Tyler said to me over the past month? I didn't pay attention to anything except for English, biology (especially biology) and gym. But gym these days were going on without Britt. She skipped probably, or got Edward to persuade the office for another time.
" Hey...um...Liza?" I heard Jessica ask me one day in trig. " Do you want to go dress shopping with me and Taylor on Friday?" I hated Taylor.
" Is Emily going? Can I ask her? I have a good idea actually. I'm not going to the dance, but-"
" You're not going to the dance?" Jessica didn't hide her surprise well.
" No. But I have some good set ups. Since you and Tyler might be going together, Taylor and Mike could go together." My two most hated people.
" Why aren't you going to the dance?" Jessica asked me. Curiosity in her eyes.
" I'm going to be out of town." I lied. " But I can go dress shopping with you and Taylor." I shrugged it off. Taylor couldn't be that bad, could she?
" Oh. Okay. Oh, we're going on Sunday. And the beach trip is Saturday." I suddenly remembered the beach trip that was planned weeks ago. " To La Push...Remember?" She acted like I was stupid.
" Yeah. I remember. I just remember it being planned...what weeks ago?" I asked her.
" Yeah. Tyler finally got permission from his parents to meet at his parents store." She said, as though I should already know this.
It was finally lunch time. I paid attention to the table that they normally sat at. Only he was missing. As I walked in the cafeteria, I saw him looking at me. He looked down, and then looked at his normal table. I frowned. Did he expect me to sit with him today. Again?
His eyes glanced at me again, and he saw that he caught my full and undivided attention. He gestured to me to sit with him. Jessica wasn't as rude as before. Not as surprised. But still, her eyes were large as dinner plates on her face. Taylor was next to me in the lunch line.
" You aren't seriously going to sit with him alone, are you?" She asked, rudely. Yeah. She was that bad.
" No." I answered her kindly. She rolled her eyes.
" I don't get why he likes you." Taylor said. Someone laughed from behind. I turned and noticed Britt giggling. Could she hear us? They weren't that far from the lunch line, so it was possible.
" Well...He just does." I turned from her and made a face. I wanted to turn around and tell her off. But my better judgement told me not to. No need to make a scene.
I ignored Edward, trying to get me to sit with him. He hadn't talked to me, so why should I be the one to go to him? He should come to me. When I came to the table, everyone looked like an awkward moment had just happened. Tyler was sitting as far away as he could from Jessica. They all looked at me, and then looked away. I sat down, the only seat next to Mike. I groaned.
Mike tried to make conversation with me. I told all of them at the table that I felt sick. But I was just, getting better by the minute. It was a weird kind of sickness that sometimes happened over the weekend, I lied. They believed me. I smiled and just sat there, hugging my stomach pretending that I was sick, making myself pale.
It was finally biology. I took my seat next to him and ruffled my hair. He tensed up next to me and looked away. The Mrs.Medly was running late for class. Another teacher came in, and told us that we had fifteen minutes to talk, while she came. I looked around, and in about three seconds, Tyler was next to me, sitting on a lab table that was next to mine and his. Edward's head tilted to the side, near me. He smiled, shook his head like he was laughing at someone. I ignored him.
" So...Liza?"
" Um hm?"
" Jessica asked me to go to the dance with her."
" That's great! So you guys are going together than, right?"
"Um...Well I told her that I'm going to think about it."
Horror struck me. Damn it.
" Why is that?" I looked down at my shoelace.
" Well...I was wondering if you were going to ask me to the dance."
" Why were you wondering that?" The seconds the words came out of my mouth, I regretted them.
" Well, I thought we were friends and all, and that maybe-"
" I'm sorry Tyler. That was rude. I thought that Jessica might have told everyone that I was missing the dance. I'm going to be out of town."
" Where are you going?"
" Seattle. I want to get some clothing and books and stuff like that. They don't have a very great selection of things over here."
" Oh. Okay. Maybe next time."
" Maybe." I looked down again, and rolled my eyes. I knew I was being cruel. But this was annoying. Mike, Tyler, they were both intersted in me. Why me? I know I'm different looking than alot of people. Even in New York I was different. But I don't think I'm pretty at all. To someone I might be interesting. I don't think I am at all in any way, shape or form, interesting. But that was my opinion. I felt different from everyone, but that was how most teenagers felt, right?
I felt Edward's eyes on me. I sighed, looked up, and saw him smiling his crooked smile, not showing his teeth yet. But the smile still made my heart thump just a bit louder. His smile deepened, his teeth now showing.
" What do you want Edward?" I said. I was now irritated.
" I just...Was wondering why you ignored me today at lunch."
"Because Edward. You ignored me this whole month. Your whole family ignored me. And I thought you were just kidding." I lied at the last part. I didn't want to sit with him. He ignored me. He was an ass to me. He believed my lie. I didn't know why I didn't tell him the truth. So I decided I wouldn't spare his feelings, for he hadn't spared mine.
" Actually, thats a lie. I didn't want to sit with you."
" Why?" He asked. He looked troubled now.
" 'Cause I thought that in the hospital-" I hesitated. " You told me to get away from you. You were...mean...to me. And at the theatre you lied to me. You said you would talk to me." I made a confused face. I sounded so childish.
" If you were trying to get away from me, than why did you keep on glancing at my table throughout the whole month we ignored you?"
" Because. I was curious...about..."
" About what?"
" If...If you'd try to get me to sit with you again." I sighed.
" But I did today. I don't get it."
" Me neither." I said. I was confused.
" Liza?"
"Yeah?" I looked at him. His eyes were turning more to a dark oynx color. They weren't the green that they were two weeks ago. Or when we last talked, at the movies.
" You really should stay away from me. I'm not good for you. I'm glad you were mad at me today, though some part of me wanted you to sit with me. I basically thought: if I'm already going to go to Hell, why not do it as throughly as possible?"
" What?" I looked at him. I was sure my face was full of confusion. I tried to compose my face back to it's anger at him. But his words confused me to much.
" It's a good thing you don't know what I mean. You would be running out of the door screaming if you knew."
"What?" I looked down at the table. " What are you trying to say?"
" You wouldn't understand."
" It's really annyoing you know." I commented. Class finally started. Mrs. Medly walked in and told us to take a text book from the back. Edward got me mine, but I didn't thank him. I was still trying to figure out what he meant. He slipped me a note from under the table.
I wish you wouldn't try to figure out what I meant. -Edward
Too bad. We don't all get what we wish for.-Liza
My hand writing looked childish next to his. For the next hour, we read out of the book. Something about how the body needs blood. And the different types of blood types there are. I felt Edward tense up beside me. His jaw set, his first clenched, his back straight, and his mouth in a straight line. The discussion about blood made me feel sick. The smell always made me sick. And thinking of the smell made me pale. My imagination would basically make me believe I was smelling blood. But I tried not to pay attention to what the book said about blood. The truth was, I didn't care for the information about blood. I hated blood. The sight of it was okay. But the smell...ugh...it made me shudder to just think about it.
Class finally ended. I was surprised to see that Edward was still sitting next to me. He usually darted out of the door as soon as class was done.
" Liza? You really should stay away from me." Edward said.
" You shouldn't be so polite, when you're just trying to say that you regret it."
" Regret what?"
"Saving me." I said. He was pissing me off.
" You think I regret saving your life?" I looked back at him. He looked angry. Outraged.
"Yes. I do." I said turning to get my books.
" You're wrong then. You don't know anything at all."
I turned. The whole class was already outside of the room. The teacher was in the hallway. I picked my books up, angry at what he had said, and then rushed outside. Every step I made noted that I was angry. Of course, being as clumsy as I was, right when I was about to exit, my notebook dropped. And as I bent to grab it back up, quickly, all my books dropped. I stood there for a second, not bothering to pick them up for only a second, and then bent to get them. To my surprise, they were stacked up, perfectly. And one, pale hand was putting the last one up with impossible speed. I blinked, and the last book was on top of the pile, where it wasn't a blink before.
" Here." Edward said, picking it up, now at human speed, and handing them to me. I was still bending down, and I straightened up.
" How did you do that?"
" Do what?" He said, playing stupid. I looked at his astonishing face. He really had confusion on it.
" Never mind. Thank you." I said, making a face, my voice dripping venom and rudeness.
" Your welcome." His voice copied my tone.
Gym was next. I looked for Britt in my class. She was there, looking at me. I started to walk up to her, but in one blink, she was gone. I felt my jaw drop, confusion was on my face again. I closed my mouth. I am so crazy. I must have imagined all of this. I shook that thought out of my head. I was not crazy. Britt was there just a second ago. I must have...must have...I couldn't think of anything to describe what I must have thought. I tried to ignore the fact that the only possible excuse for her sudden disapearence, literally right before my eyes, was my mind making up illusions.
I saw here again and again throughout gym class, but the second I would even lean towards where she was standing, she was gone. I once tried to go and talk to the gym teacher, and saw Britt around where the teacher was. So I casually, trying not to glance at her, walked up to the gym teacher. I was at a half step, when I noticed she had gone again. She was avoiding me. I was becoming crazy. One or the other, or both. This family had something to hide. I wanted to know desperately what that was. What was their secret? It was driving me mad, keeping me up the whole night. When I arrived to the cafeteria the next day, I was determined to find out. So, I sat with Edward.