When I'm gone

He wasn't serious was he? One week? Not even two?

My mother was taken to the house by my dad. I have to give it up to her, she put up a good verbal fight. Still, in the end she let them take her away. She was going to my aunts house not wanting to be alone while dad was going to finish work and… Bobby, well, he was with mom: worried. To them I was still sleeping.

I was alone in the hospital. God, how I hate this place! There's needles all over the place, I swear.

One week, well… say I did have one week left. Now say that I knew…which I did….well, what would I do in that one week…?

But how is this happening?! it doesn't make sense. I feel fine, just as always.

Okay, okay! Yes I fainted but I've fainted plenty of times before. It's normal for me. It's part of my illness, so why can't the others just chill? Besides, how does the doctor know I'm going to die?

Okay April, think back in time. How have you been feeling?

Well… I've been feeling just fine. Except I have been feeling kind of depressed… And tired… But I mean, just today I was full of energy so that's good, right?

Yeah, except for the fact that you fainted.

Oh… yeah…

Okay, yes maybe it's true: I haven't been feeling so well lately.

So what? What was going to happen to me?

Oh I know exactly what was going to happen. I would be let out of this hospital tomorrow, probably. Then I would be taken home where everyone will be super nice to me and spend time with me because they are upset. Then the word will get around in school that I was going to die. Everyone looks at me in pity, my friends won't look me in the eye and will do anything for me as well as the others. Finally, in a week (more or less,) I just drop dead.

Now you tell me, does that sound fun?

It doesn't sound fun in my book…

So, that's it…No! I didn't want that to be it.

I don't mind death. I mean, its natural right? I always knew I would die due to my illness. I just didn't expect it to be so soon. I wasn't scared of death, but I knew there was no going back if I died and… In reality I was leaving so many things behind me.

I grew up in Forks and I have never gone any further than Port Angeles. Due to this fact the only plan I ever had for life was to get out of here.

It is the only reason for why I applied to college, to get as far away from Forks as possible. I didn't hate it but often I felt like the place suffocated me. It was so…secluded. I wanted to see the world. And that is what I would do this week.

Now, you see once I get an idea in my head I do it without a second thought. Sure it brings me many problems but that's what makes life fun. Having a problem-free life is so boring. So I guess you can see why it is that as soon as I thought of just leaving Forks today I began putting my plan into action.

I quickly got up from the bed and began to search for my clothes.

When I found them I took of that hideous blue gown from the hospital and replaced it with my own clothes. Okay, so maybe Mom took my skateboard. Um…Yeah I can't and won't be able to walk out of this room and out of the hospital so easily. So how do I get out?

Window…?

I headed over to the window it wasn't a long way down. What made it easier was the tree right in front of it. I quickly climbed on the windowsill and onto the tree. I swear, I had the agility of a five year old.

I was down on the floor in minutes. Wait, running isn't a good idea due to my condition. Thank God my house wasn't that far away. If I walked fast enough I would be home in twenty minutes.

Ten minutes later

I walked up to the front porch and looked into the flower pot next to the door, looking for the spare key. Once I found it and opened the door, I ran all the way to my room. Bobby must have brought my backpack to the house because there it was on my bed. Quickly, I dumped all of my books on the bed and began filling it with clothes until it was full. Then I looked into my drawers and took out a golden credit card. Oh yes, a thousand dollars saved in there baby! Now that is what happens when you save all your money and you have a really big extended family.

I got my phone and its charger, then I took out one of my many notebooks and a pen. Before stuffing then in my already full backpack I tore off a piece of paper and began writing.

Dear Mom and Dad…..and Bobby,

Um where do I start? Well I'm off. Where? I don't know where, to tell you the truth…just anywhere. Um let's see… don't worry I'll be fine. I Love you guys and I will be home in a week. I just don't want to stay here trapped forever I hope you guys understand that. Just pretend that I'm already off at college. Maybe that will calm you guys down (who am I kidding?).

Love,

April

P.S. Sorry Bobby I won't be able to cover for you tonight.

P.S.S. I'm keeping the five dollars.

I got up from my desk and grabbed the roll of tape on it, then I went in the hall to tape the paper to my bedroom door.

As I taped it I heard a low growl that nearly gave me a heart attack.

I looked down at my dog as she growled playfully then started biting on my jeans.

"No Bobo don't do that," I said, trying to shake him off. "Bad boy! You don't do that." I turned to finish taping the note.

"Stupid dog." I said as I gently kicked him to get him to stop biting on the hem of my jeans. Gosh I loved that dog probably more than my brother but seriously, sometimes I wanted to hurl him across the street. As soon as I shoved him away I ran into my room and closed the door. I heard a soft thump as he crashed into the door.

I grabbed my backpack and made sure I had everything. Then I grabbed my keys and my grey hoodie with the killer robots.

I walked down the stairs with Bobo chasing me and then I shut the front door before he reached me. He crashed for the second time today.

I went into the garage and got into my black Volkswagen. Okay first stop… Port Angeles, and from there let's see what happens.

One hour later

I parked my car and got out quickly. I had no idea in which part of Port Angeles I was, to tell you the truth but I could care less. I walked for hours just looking here and there. No thinking about anything or anyone and truth be told I was having the time of my life.

I was walking down a deserted street looking at the floor when I crashed into something and fell backwards on my butt.

"I'm sorry," said an apologetic voice just as soon as I began thinking I had crashed into a lamp post. Then two strong arms picked me up from the waist and set me on my feet.

"No I'm sorry I wasn't looking." I said looking up to see a good looking guy – okay good looking cut it short but everything would have come short anyway- he was mesmerizing, and yes. I mean it literally. He had unruly, weirdly bronze colored hair and green eyes, his features were sharp and well toned. He seemed about my age. He was also very tall.

"No, you weren't." he said with a smile. His voice was so smooth…

I smiled back at him.

"Why are you alone?" he asked, and I frowned.

"Can't a girl be alone when she wants to?" I said, raising an eyebrow.

"I'm just saying it's kind of unsafe to be walking alone at this time." And only now did I realize it was getting dark.

"You're walking alone." I pointed out, he grinned.

"True and so are you so would you accompany me on my walk?" He asked, holding out his hand to me.

"I don't even know you." I said. Did he always do these types of things?

"Well, we should change that shouldn't we? I'm Edward Cullen." he said, still holding out his hand. I took it and he shook my hand.

"April Summers." I said just as formally as he had done and he smiled.

"I like that name." he said, smirking.

"I'm sure you do." I said sarcastically.

"Yeah I do…so what do you say about that walk?" he said.

"Alright" I said and he offered me his hand once more. This time I took it.

all right guys pardon the grammar mistakes from last chapter and pardon the ones from this one

i just had to update it because i dont know when i will be able to update

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-airali