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Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, or anything of that nature. I do however own Lizzy and the other characters you don't recognise.
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Chapter 3
Have you ever dreamt something that you never thought would happen to you? Not in a million years? Well my million years is up. It's time to find out what really happened to my Dad, who he really was, and where he is.
The travel home was almost torture. My head was dancing with what it had seen in the shop. The pendant had meant so much to me. My dad had given it to me when he was in hospital the day before he died. He had, had an awful car accident. After three days of screaming and painful treatment he had finally passed. His heart had just suddenly stopped in the middle of the night. The day before he died he was able to talk to me and my family for a little bit without screaming.
"In this you will find what really exists. Even if you don't believe if it's true. You will find me there." They were the last words I ever heard him speak. The tears that had been swelling up while I remembered now overflowed and rolled down my cheeks. I soon had to pull over because everything had turned blurry from the tears. I stoped the car and then pulled up my legs to my chest and let my head drop down onto my knees, with the tears following. I stayed like that for a while. The tears and sobs gradually faded away until I felt weak. I was in my world so much that when I heard the tapping on my window it startled me. I wiped my eyes with my sleeve to gather the remaining tears that were left there before looking up and meeting the gaze of the golden eyes staring right back at me. It was the same guy from the grocery store and the one that came to The Lodge while I was working. I wound down the windows while holding in the remaining sobs left in me.
"I thought you might have been having car troubles so I stopped to see if you needed any help" his voice brought on a wave of warmth onto my cool skin. His breath was sweeter than anything that I have smelled. It took me a few seconds to collect my thoughts again before responding.
"N..N...no I...i'm fine thanks" I managed to stutter out. Ah great now he probably thinks I'm a freak I can't even talk properly, nice one dumb one.
"Oh ok, I guess I'll leave you to it." He smiled a smile that could have melted the arctic ice caps.
"Okay." I managed to smile back at him before he turned away walking to the back of my car. I watched him in my side mirrors. I didn't realise but he had a red motorcycle. It looked strong, powerful and very fast. He hoped straight on without putting on a helmet or anything else on. He stood up and gave a powerful thrust into his bike. I could vaguely hear the soft hum of the engine before he looked up and drove off. He took off quickly and smoothly. It didn't take long before it disappeared out of sight and was then gone. I rolled the windows back up quickly so that no more specs of rain could find their way into my car. I didn't know why anyone in the Forks area would own a motorbike because of the constant drizzles of rain, but it looked extremely fun otherwise. I flicked the keys on and the engine started. There was no bang this time which sent a shiver of relief through me. I put the gear stick into drive and slammed my foot on the accelerator and sped down the road. My body slammed into the seat. My heart was racing, a sudden rush of adrenaline passed through my body. I screamed with excitement. After a while I could see a bend coming up, and I slowly slowed down. I had always wanted to do that. The sudden rush of my pulse and the affect of the adrenaline slowly wore off as I drove the familiar road home.
I stared at my vast, boring, blank ceiling. Something was going to happen soon. Whether it was something good, bad or exciting I didn't know. I sighed and rolled onto my side, I started to sing along with the song that was playing on my CD player. "I see nothing in your eyes, and the more I see the less I like. Is it over yet, in my head? I know nothing of your kind, and I won't reveal your evil mind. Is it over yet? I can't win. So sacrifice yourself, and let me have what's left. I know that I can find the fire in your eyes. I'm going all the way, get away, please. You take the breath right out of me. You left a hole where my heart should be. You got to fight just to make it through, 'cause I will be the death of you. This will be all over soon. Pour salt into the open wound. Is it over yet? Let me in. So sacrifice yourself, and let me have what's left. I know that I can find the fire in your eyes. I'm going all the way, get away, please." I heard a knocking at my door and I paused my CD player. "Come in" I yelled at the door. It slowly opened. Natasha walked in, phone in hand.
"It's Zack" she handed me the phone and walked out of my room gently closing the door behind her.
"Thanks" I muttered to myself. I lifted the phone to my ear. "Hey Zack what's up?"
"Hey Lizz, I just wanted to see if you wanted to come to the movies with Kate, James and myself?" His voice was warm and familiar.
"Yeah, sure, when?"
"Tomorrow night we'll pick you up at say around 8 o'clock? James is meeting me at my house and then were going to get Kate. We can collect you as well"
"Uh huh but what movie are we going to? Because you know I don't like scary movies" he giggled on the other end of the phone before answering.
"Don't worry Lizz it's not scary, it's meant to be funny. And if you do get scared you can hold onto my hand." He was now in hysterics from what I could hear through all the high pitched and loud buzzes coming through the other end of the line.
"Thanks for the offer but I'll have to just do without your hand." I replied back sarcastically back "If that's all, then I better go, dinners going to be ready soon."
"Okay, bye Lizz, remember 8 o'clock tomorrow night." There was a soft click and then he was gone. With phone in hand I got off my bed and made my way downstairs into the kitchen. There were some delicious smells coming from the pots on the stove. I placed the phone onto its cradle. Mum was an experiment when it came to cooking, you never knew if the food she served was edible or not. I waled over to the pots and looked under the lids to have a peek at the food. The first lid I opened had a yellow coloured slop in it. I picked up the spoon with the same coloured gunk on it. I lifted the up the spoon and gave it a stir in the pot. It looked as if it had corn and cheese in it. I lifted the spoon up to my nose and smelt the slop. It didn't smell the best so I decided it would be best not to try it. I put the spoon back down. I looked at the next pot which had a tomato coloured past inside. I grabbed its spoon and took a bit up to my nose. It smelled reasonably nice and dipped my finger into the sauce. It tasted way better than it smelled. I must say even though mum may have here 'mishaps' in the kitchen this one was a definite winner in my books. I put down the spoon and went into the living room so lounge on the couch.
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Sorry Guys it's been so long but school and homework must come first. I am already working on chapter 4 so it should be on soon.