A/n: I know what you guys are thinking;
You: What! Two updates in one week? What!
Me: Yeah, well, that my friends, is a product of a slow social life *smiles proudly*
You: OK, then...
So, yeah I just broke up with my bf :( so all the time that I was spending with him, will now be spent productively; on the internet :D So I also wanted to answer a question that came up after I posted last chapter. j1u29 pointed out that maybe Seth isn't really married because he is still living with his mom and sister. Now, that was done on purpose and any confusion will hopefully be cleared up in this chapter. Well, that's all I have to say for now. Hope you enjoy!
Previously on Running from Tomorrow: Kat excuses herself from dinner when she starts to tear up over her mother. Kat then climbs through her window and walks along the beach; where she meets a couple of people who she will be going to school with. After she gets back into her room she cleans up and goes down to the patio area and starts to play her guitar. She then meets her half-sister, Chloe, and instantly likes her. She then spends the day with Seth and Chloe getting things that she needs for living in Washington. At a Wal-Mart Seth sees some of the Cullen's and they invite all of them to dinner.
As I was unpacking my phone went off; signaling that I had gotten a text.
So did you find anything out about the parental? –J
I sighed. I didn't think to ask Seth too much about my father, so I told him all that I knew.
Well, apparently he is a 'good guy' that has a little bit of a temper. Um…he reads. Oh, and get this; he cares about me. –K
A few second later I got his reply.
Ha-ha. Your father really reads? I thought that he wouldn't be able to understand simple English :P-J
Why you say that?-K
I was truly confused as to why Jay would point out the fact that he reads over the fact that he says he cares about me.
Well, he left you; so he has to be pretty messed up in the head. –J
I smiled at his last text. He somehow always knew how to make me feel just a million times better.
Aw you're sweet. *blushes* Ha-ha. Well, I have to go eat dinner. I will call you later tonight. Luvs you! –K
I dropped my phone on my bed and walked into my bathroom. My hair looked as if a bird decided to build a nest up there. Damn Seth! I knew that I shouldn't have just stood in the rain. I grabbed the brush that I got earlier and started to brush the craziness away. After that was done I put some hairspray in it just to keep it looking like hair and not a nest. I looked at my outfit then. I was still wearing the jeans and t-shirt from the morning, but the bra I was wearing had gotten soaked.
Sighing I stripped and walked back into my room. I grabbed a basic blue bra and some black underwear. I then grabbed the bag of things that I had gotten from the shopping I did earlier. I grabbed a pair of ripped black jeans and a gray long sleeve shirt. As I put it on I remembered that I wanted to get some more long sleeved shirts while we were out. Oh well, I guess I'm stuck with tank tops.
A knock at the door made me jump several feet in the air. I sighed and threw a pair of pants on my bed. Seriously, who the fuck needs to knock that loud? I stomped toward my door and threw it open. Paul was standing there wearing a black t-shirt and a pair of blue jeans.
"Are you ready to go?" he asked looking me up and down.
"Yeah, just give me a second and I will be down." I said as I shut the door on his face. I grabbed my phone from my bed and put it into my back pocket. As I walked down the stairs I saw Paul, Chloe, and Rachel waiting for me by the door. I kind of wished that they would just leave without me. It's not like I knew these people.
The car ride from Paul's house to the Cullen's house was only about twenty minutes, and it only took that long because it was raining like there was no tomorrow. After the torturously slow ride we finally pulled into the Cullen's garage. There were only a few cars in there at the moment, but those cars almost made me jizz my pants. Sitting there was a dark blue Holden Efijy. You could tell that it was still being reconstructed because the hood was up and it looked like there were some parts missing. Sitting right next to it was a candy apple 1969 GTO. Now I wasn't a big car person, but the cars in front of me were drool worthy.
Suddenly a tiny hand was on my shoulder. "They're beautiful, aren't they?" Chloe asked as she walked over to the Holden Efijy. "This one is Rose's project right now. I was the one that got to pick out the color. Do you like it?" she asked as she turned around and looked at me. All I could do at that moment was nod. She smiled and walked over to me. "Come on, everybody is going to be wondering where we are at." She said as she pulled me away from the cars.
I didn't really think about it until we were inside, but you could tell that the Cullen's were pretty wealthy. Their house was beautiful. It was the kind of house that you would expect Mark Zuckerberg to live in. As we walked through the amazing living room and into the kitchen I smelt something like chicken cooking.
Once Chloe and I finally got into the dining room I was surprised to see that there was still a pretty large amount of people here. There were seven people that I was assuming was the Cullen's, just because they were all really white. Like your one to judge, your part Quileute and still just as white as them. I sighed because it was true.
As I walked behind Chloe I suddenly felt a pair of warn hand move over my eyes, blocking my vision. I immediately stopped, forcing whoever was behind me to bump into me.
Shhhh, Kat. It's just me. Shhhh…
I started to fall forward from the impact when the hands over my eyes moved to grab my shoulders. The hands that where now holing me in place were extremely warm, or maybe I was just extremely cold.
"Geez, how about a warning next time, eh? I could have hurt you." Seth said from behind me. I knew it was him because; well he was the only person that I really talked to in this place. I turned around and slapped his arm.
"Jesus, Seth! You scared the shit out of me! Don't do that!" I yelled at him. For a second he looked like he might honestly have been sorry, but after a few seconds he burst into a fit of laughter. I turned around and stomped over to an open chair and sat down. I hated when people scared me. Seth sat down next to me and smiled.
"I'm sorry I scared you." He said. He had a straight face on, but you could tell that he wanted to smile by the way the corners of his lips were twitching. I decided to let him off the hook.
"Fine, you're forgiven. But, do it again and I won't be so forgiving." I said giving him the best stink eye I could.
"What did he do this time?" a girl asked as she walked in and sat next to Seth. She was really pretty, like everybody else in this freaking state. There must be something about no sun that made somebody extremely beautiful. She had the same colored skin as Seth did; making me think that she was probably Quileute. She also had really pretty brown hair that had the soft waves. Her eyes were a deep brown, almost looking black. All together she was gorgeous.
I laughed nervously. This was probably Seth's wife, and if it was I could tell why he would have wanted to marry her. "He scared the crap out of me." I said shooting a pointed glare in Seth's direction.
"Yeah, he has a tendency to not make any noise when he moves, it scares the shit out me too." She said looking at Seth. Just the way she looked at him made me feel terrible about what had happened earlier. Well, it's not like anything actually happened. "Oh, I am Cayla, by the way." She said reaching across Seth shake my hand.
"Kat." I said with a tiny smile. She already seemed like a nice person. As we sat there for a few more minutes talking about nothing important when Esme came into the room with a two seemingly big chickens in some plates. It looked more like what one would eat for Thanksgiving, not just for an 'every day meal'. As she and Carlisle gave everybody pieces of the festive dinner, a girl sat to the right of me. I was pretty sure it was that girl with the weird name from the other day. Rense-mea?
"Hi," she said with a blinding smile "I'm Renesmee." She said holding her hand out. As I took it I was shocked that it was just as warm as Seth's was. Maybe it was just me.
"Kat."
She smiled at me before she took a bit of her chicken. Just then a big guy came and sat down next to Renesmee. I was pretty sure that it was the guy who helped me with my bags yesterday, but I couldn't be sure because all of those men looked so freaking alike.
"Hey, babe." He said as he leaned in for a kiss from Renesmee. I looked back toward my food.
"Jacob, this is Kat. I think you guys already met?" she said turning to look at me. The man named Jacob looked around Renesmee and smiled at me. How can these people smile so much?
"Hey" he said as he reached around Renesmee to shake my hand.
"The guy without a shirt." I said remembering that it was weird how he was wearing so little when it was so cold out.
"Yup." He said popping the 'p' before he took a bite out of his chicken.
"So, how do you like it here so far?" Renesmee asked as I took a sip of the water in front of me. I thought about that question for a little. Well, it was rainy and cold and I hated the person I was living with, and not to mention all the people here were really pretty; making my self-confidence plummet. Yeah, I just loved it here.
"It's fine." I said.
"So, have you gotten to know anybody yet?" she asked looking at her family. The only people I kind of knew were Seth and Chloe.
"No, not really." I answered truthfully. I knew that the Child Services lady had introduced me to everybody, but at that time I was so mad at Paul that I didn't even really notice anybody else. Renesmee then smiled at me and pointed to the people at the head of the table. It was Carlisle and Esme.
"Well, that's Carlisle and his wife Esme. And the people sitting to the right of them are Rosalie and her husband Emmett. Um, the one with the short hair is Alice and the one sitting next to her is Jasper. I'm guessing you already know your dad and his wife, as well as Seth and his wife." She said turning to me with another smile. "And these lovely people in front of us are Edward and his wife Bella." The couple in front of us stopped and smiled at me. Like everybody else at this table they were extremely good-looking. It was kind of strange how pretty they all were. I smiled at them the best I could and waved a little.
There goes what's left of my self-confidence.
After I had finished eating, Renesmee led me toward the kitchen so we could wash our plates. There were some things that I had been wondering about during dinner, but I wasn't sure whether or not it would be weird to ask them or not. As we washed the dishes I finally got up enough courage to just ask Renesmee; I mean what was the worst that could happen? She tells Seth that I'm some sort of stalker that wants to know about his personal life?
"So how long has everybody been married for?" I asked as I rinsed a plate. I really only wanted to know about Seth and Cayla's relationship, but I could listen to more.
"Well, Carlisle and Esme have been married for like twenty years I think. Um, Rosalie and Emmett have been married for ten years. Alice and Jasper have been married for seven years. Bella and Edward have been married for three years and Seth and Cayla have been married for about three months." She said looking down at the plate she was washing. Quite frankly all of those people looked too young to even be married, but I was happy that it seemed that Seth and Cayla could still get an annulment. Wait, wait, wait! You can't think like that! I scolded myself. He is happily married and you will not get in the way of that!
"How was the wedding?" I asked in an attempt to hide my anger. Although asking about Seth's wedding may not have been the best way to make me calm down.
"It was fine. It was kind of like a spur-of-the-moment thing. They just invited everybody to the court house and did it there. Although it kind of makes sense. They didn't have the money for a big wedding because they are saving up for a house. They are actually still saving I think." She said as she handed me the next plate.
"Yeah, I think Seth told me something about that? He said that's why Cayla is never in Forks?" I asked. I knew that I was probably sounding like a stalker but he did say that his wife was almost never in Forks due to her job.
"Yeah, she is working in the residency program at the hospital in Seattle, so she lives up there when she's on call and comes down here when she's not. But, they are trying to buy a house between here and there, so that they can spend more time together."
"Makes sense." I mumbled.
Jacob then walked into the kitchen with a big smile on his face. "Hey, girls. We were just about to start playing poker. If you want I can finish up here and you two can go start a round." He said as he put the plates he was caring in the sink.
"Sure, thanks." Renesmee said as she kissed him on the cheek and dried her hands. I thanked Jacob and went back into the dining room to find Emmett passing out card to everybody.
"Hey, ladies" he said as we entered the room and stood behind some seats around the poker table. I noticed that Esme, Rosalie, Bella, Rachel, Cayla, and Chloe were nowhere to be seen. They must not have wanted to play. "Are you in?" he asked getting ready to deal out our cards if we said yes. Renesmee immediately nodded and took a seat at the table. He dealt out her cards and turned to me. "How about it?"
"Well, what are you playing?" I asked. He laughed lightly and shook his head.
"Texas hold'em. If you don't know how to play then we can always teach you." Now I knew that his offer to teach me was probably just his attempt to be nice, but it pissed me off a little. I already knew how to play, thanks to Jay.
"I know how to play." I said as I took a seat. The man smiled at me and handed me my cards. I knew that I had a pretty good hand the second I saw my cards. I kept my face straight as I placed my bet. We weren't playing for any actual money, but we were playing for some really good looking chocolate.
As everybody else slowly dropped out I was starting to feel very good about my hand. The only others in the game by the time we were ready for the showdown was Seth, Emmett, Alice, and myself. I smiled to myself as both Emmett and Alice were beaten by Seth. As Seth smiled and started to pull the pot toward him, I put my hand on his arm. When he stopped and looked up I smiled and laid down me hand. Seth sat there wide-eyed as he looked at my cards before he slumped into his chair.
"Damn it." He said under his breath before he looked up at me. "I thought you said you knew how to play. Not that you were a freaking beast at it." I laughed at that.
"I normally never get that good of a hand." I said in my defense.
"Ugh-Hugh. I don't believe you." He said picking up his new hand and smiling at it. I wasn't sure if he really was smiling at his cards or if he was trying to make everybody believe that he had a good hand. Hugh, he's good. As I got my hand I sighed. Crap. My hand was official Crap.
"Yeah, well you should." I said laying my cards down as I folded.
By the end of our tenth round everybody had officially lost to Jasper. It was kind of weird how I didn't even really notice him there until he won. I sighed as Paul said that we should be going. It was only ten o'clock. Ugh, old people.
As Chloe and I got into the back seat of Paul's car I pulled out my phone to text Jay.
Just had dinner with parental friends.-K
Really? How did that go? –J
I thought about his question for a little. It actually wasn't all that bad.
Fine I guess. I just don't feel like I actually belong here, you know? I feel like I am just barging into his perfect life. –K
That was the first time that I had admitted to not actually belonging in this place. Sure, it was not nearly as bad as I had thought it would be, but it still wasn't as good as New York. As I walked into my room my phone suddenly started to ring. Looking at the caller id I smiled.
"Hello?" I said putting the phone up to my ear and walking over to my window. I didn't really feel like going to the beach, but my room just felt like a cage.
"Hey." Jay said from the other end. I opened my window and jumped onto the shed roof. Laying down I stared up at all the stars. I guess that was one of the amazing things about living in a small town; you could see so many stars.
"What's up?" I asked. He sounded like he was upset.
"Nothing. I am just trying to do my homework. I hate English." He said sounding more like a third grader than a high school student.
"Aw, poor baby. Does he need some help with his en-guish?" I said in a mock baby voice.
"No, it's all good. I'm taking a break anyways. So tell me, why you don't feel like you belong again?" he asked. I knew that I could tell him pretty much anything, so I just started to spill my guts to him.
"Well, I mean it just seems as if he had this entirely perfect life here before I came. He has a daughter and a wife and friends and then I come here, and what? I feel like I am just destroying all that he has built for himself here. And I mean I want to forgive him, I do. It's just I can't forgive him for never even trying to contact me all these years while he was here living this perfect life. I mean did he even think about me when he was playing with his daughter? Did he ever feel bad on like, Christmases and stuff when he was here living his fucking perfect life? I really doubt he did. Hell, he probably didn't even think about me until my mother died. But, I mean why would he think about me, right? I'm nothing special and-"
"Stop."Jay said interrupting my ranting. "You are perfect just the way that you are. And the fact that your father never bothered to contact you this entire time just shows that he isn't as perfect as he seems. He made, probably, the worst mistake of his life by leaving you. And I am sure that he regrets not having you in his life because you are one hell of an amazing person. And you need to stop crying because it's probably messing up your make-up."I laughed and wiped away the tears that were running down my face.
"How did I get you as my best friend?" I asked him. I was truly curious as to what I ever did to get such an amazing person in my life.
"The real question is how I got you to be my best friend." He answered.
"Well, you know, I kidnapped you and kept you in my basement until you decided to be my friend." I replied with a little laugh.
"Well, that explains why I have dreams about you spoon feeding me. It makes so much sense now!" he replied with another laugh. I laughed with him for a little while before we fell into a comfortable silence. That's how things were with Jay; comfortable. "So, do you know when you are going to be starting school again?"
"I have no idea." I replied. I really should ask somebody about that, but I also kind of liked my mini-break. "Well, I guess I should let you finish your homework. Don't try too hard." I said with a tiny smile.
"Okay, I will talk to you tomorrow. Good night." He said before he hung up.
After he hung up I looked at the time. 11:57. I sighed and looked back up at the sky. I was actually pretty tired. Not to mention the fact that I hadn't slept in like a week.
I then decided that it was worth trying to get a few hours of sleep. I crawled back through my window and walked into my bathroom. I threw out the crappy smelling shampoo, conditioner, and body wash that was there when I got here. I pulled out my mango smelling things and my new razor. Those disposable ones were crap.
As I climbed into the warm water I tried to empty my mind; only focusing on washing my body and my hair. It was hard. I kept finding myself thinking about New York. I knew that I wanted to go over there for Christmas, but it wasn't up to me. If I wanted to go over there then I would need my father to let me go. Not to mention that I would need money for a plane ticket. I groaned and turned the water off.
I stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel. After I dried myself off I brushed through my hair. It fell to the middle of my back when it curly, so when it was straight it fell to the small of my back. I would always complain about it getting in the way, but I loved my hair. It was just so cool that I had blue eyes and black hair.
I pulled my hair into a high pony tail and walked into my room. I put on a pair of underwear and a tank top. I didn't have any pajama bottoms because I never really slept, and the only air of sweats I owned was old and gross. I climbed into the big bed and laid down. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes.
Almost immediately I fell asleep. And what felt like was only seconds later I was dreaming.
I was walking through a beautiful field. The field had the greenest grass that I had ever seen and along the border there were some rose bushes. It was a nice June night, and you could see the full moon off in the distance. Everybody was here to celebrate the end of our first year of high school.
As I walked into the middle of the field I was suddenly scared. I wasn't the most social person in our grade, and the only reason I was here was because my boyfriend wanted me to come. He was one of the football players at Bronx Academy High School. And I was his girlfriend. Just thinking about him made my insides fill with butterflies.
I made my way over to where I saw Jay. He was only here for the alcohol. He had started drinking about a year ago, and whenever there was a party he would go just to get a 'good buzz'. I had never even tried alcohol before, because the stuff burned my nose just to smell. I couldn't imagine what that stuff would taste like.
"Hey." I yelled over the music. They were playing some techno song that I didn't know, but I was still swinging to what I thought was the beat.
Jay turned around with a glass of water and smiled at me. "Hey." He replied taking a swing of his water.
"Can I have some?" I asked pointing to his water. I was thirsty. Jay laughed at me and downed the rest of the water.
"I thought you didn't drink?" he asked setting the glass down on the table.
I raised an eyebrow. Why would I not drink water? Jay laughed again and leaned toward me, so close that I could smell his breath. It smelt like alcohol. Oh. It wasn't water.
"Never mind." I told him as I turned around and tried to look for my boyfriend. There were so many people that I couldn't even see the other side of the field. I sighed and turned back to Jay. "Have you seen Ashton?"
He took another sip of his drink and shook his head. I headed into the makeshift dance floor to look for him. After a few minutes of searching my vision was suddenly cut off by a pair of big hands. I smiled and put my hands over his, trying to pull them away.
"Guess who." A silky voice whispered into my ear. I could feel his breath on my exposed neck, making little goose bumps appear. I smiled.
"Um, Brad Pitt?" I asked in an innocent voice. The hands suddenly disappeared and standing in front of me was Ashton. He was wearing a plain black t-shirt, a pair of blue jeans, and a pair of black Vans. He had his dark blonde hair in a casual disarray and he was smiling his million dollar smile.
"No, unfortunately, it's just me." He said as he put his hands on my hips and pulled me into kiss him.
"Well, you're no Brad Pitt, but I guess you'll do." I said leaning up to give him a kiss.
"Ouch," he said grabbing his chest like I had actually hurt him. "You hurt me." I laughed and pushed him away. He staggered back a couple of steps before he came back up to me and kissed my forehead. "So, have you had anything to drink yet?" he asked as he took my hand and started to lead me towards the drink table. When we got there he dropped my hand and grabbed some yellow liquid in a plastic cup.
"No, but I'm good." I said trying not to make a face at the alcohol. He shrugged and grabbed another cup.
"You look good tonight." He said as he kissed my cheek. I blushed and looked down at what I was wearing. I had a black skirt on that flew out nicely from my hips and landed about four inches above my knee. I was also wearing a pink long sleeved shirt tucked into the skirt.
"Thank you." I said, still blushing.
It was close to midnight when Ashton was finally drunk enough to let me take him home. He had his arm slung around my shoulders as we walked down the street to his apartment. As we stopped outside his door I leaned him up against the wall. I reached into his front pocket; looking for his key.
"Mmmm…that feels good." He mumbled. I rolled my eyes as I pulled his key out and unlocked the door.
"Your drunk." I replied as I helped him to his bed. He plopped down at the end of the bed and put his hands on my hips, making me stand in between his legs.
"No, I'm not." He slurred as he started to kiss my collar bone. He then started to move his hands down my legs. Once he got to the back side of my knees he pulled. My knees gave out as he pulled me to straddle his lap. I blushed at the position we were in and pushed lightly on his chest.
"Yes, you are. And your parents are in the other room, so you need to stop." I said as I tried to get off of him. But instead of letting me, he moved his hands from my legs to my hips. Only this time his hands were under the fabric of my skirt. My heart felt as if was about to jump out of my chest as he pulled me closer to him. I had never been with a guy like that before, and I wasn't about to be with Ashton like that while he was drunk.
"No, they are not. They went to Brooklyn for a weekend-getaway." He said as he started to kiss down to my breasts. I squeaked as I felt his hot mouth on what little cleavage I had.
"Stop. I'm seriously not going to do this while you are drunk." I stated as I tried to climb off of him again. This time though he grabbed my leg and flipped us, so that he was lying on top of me. I tried to push him off, but he just grabbed my hands and held them above my head with only one of his. "Knock it off! Get off of me!" I yelled as I tried to push him away. He didn't seem to hear me because he took his other hand and trailed it down my stomach. "Seriously, Ashton! This isn't funny anymore! Stop!" I yelled as tears started to collect in the corners of my eyes.
He seemed to hear me that time because he took his face from my neck to look me in the eye. "Shhhh, Kat. It's just me. Shhhh…" he mumbled as he went back to kissing my neck. He didn't stop.
"STOP!" I yelled as I sat up in my bed. I was dizzy and covered in sweat, but it didn't matter as I threw my blankets off of me. I got out of my bed and walked over to my window. I threw it open and threw my legs out. I sat there for a few moments as I let the light rain wash away the tears that had started to fall as I slept. I wiped them away roughly and sighed. It wasn't real. I told myself over and over again. It kind of was. I reminded myself after a few seconds. Yeah, it kind of was. I thought as I climbed back into my room and shut the window.
A/n: Well. Yeah. There you go. I hope nobody was effected by Kats dream, and if anybody was then I would just like to say that I am sorry. It is a critical part of Kats life and it will be affecting her in the future. Um…. Yeah, that's all I got for now. I will try to be updating as soon as I can, but I still have to work, so it may not be for a couple more days. Mmmk… I hope you all enjoyed :)
-A