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BPOV
The car ride to my house was silent.
No one wanted to talk about what happened. It hurt to be forgotten about. They could have at least had the decency to call and tell us that they got held up, or they decided not to come back. The sun began to fade behind the clouds on the ride home and it reminded me of how long we actually waited.
Almost three hours.
To me, that is a very long time to wait for someone.
Then again, they were bringing Jasper to the ER. I mean, you could possibly be waiting for two hours. (Believe me, I would know) Maybe we had reacted to fast without thinking about the situation. We just stormed out of the gym because we thought they had ditched us. Maybe they got held up at the hospital. If I remember anything about the hospital ER in Maycomb, it would be how long it took to be called into a room, and then wait for like another hour while the doctor finishes up on other, more serious cases.
Now I felt kind of bad about Jumping to conclusions; they must be still waiting.
I jammed the gear shift into reverse and hightailed in the other direction toward the county hospital, and that evidently didn't go unnoticed by Rosalie.
"What the hell are you doing?" She sighed almost whispering, but with enough power to let you know she was serious.
"I was thinking about the reasons why they didn't come and came across that they are probably still at the Hospital. You remember how long the waits were right?" She nodded, understanding my conclusion.
"It could be true." She concluded pursing her lips.
"That's my point exactly." I said
About 15 minutes later we rolled into the same old parking lot that it was eight years ago.
"Wait," Rosalie called before I could open my door, "why don't try to call them first."
So, we called Emmett's phone, which rang, but then went to voicemail. Then, we tried Alice's phone and went to straight to voicemail.
"They probably had to turn it off in the hospital?" I said more like a question.
She huffed in response and climbed out of the car towards the hospital. The electric doors slid open into a cold, empty waiting room. Emphasis on the empty part. The waiting room was completely empty besides the lady at the check in counter. I had never seen a waiting room this dead in my life.
I looked at Rose and noticed her taking in her surroundings before walking up to the lady at the counter
"Um excuse me." Rosalie asked politely.
The old fragile lady looked up from the computer screen; her glasses perched on the tip of her nose.
"Yes dear?" She answered sweetly in that old lady type fashion.
"Yes, my…cousin checked into the emergency room this evening around five…would you happen to know if he is still here?" She smiled slightly at the old lady.
"Of course dear, just let me type some information into this complicated contraption sweetheart." Her name tag said Sheryl Capp and from the looks of it, she didn't catch Rose pause about the part about her cousin.
"And what's his name dear?" Mrs. Capp asked looking up from her computer.
"Jasper Hale.'' Rose spoke softly…with a look of worry on her face. Man she's good. Always quiet the actress when she wanted to be.
"Ok…oh dear, you missed him darling. He checked out about two hours ago. About 5:30ish." She gave us a pity smile and Rosalie thanked her and turned back around. She was mad and you could just tell she was ready to kill someone.
"Oh! Before you go, could you please give thus young man his wallet?" The old lady walked over to us holding a black, beat up, leather wallet. "A boy around you age left it here when leaving with you cousin."
Rose took a hold of it and told the lady she would. "Thank you for all your help." She said politely on her way out. Jumping into the passenger seat she fumbled around with the wallet until she found the guy's drivers license.
She huffed and flung it at me to check whose it was, and what do you know. There was Emmett smiling at me from a plastic card.
"Of course." Rose stated sarcastically.
I started the engine and quietly pulled out of the vacant parking lot onto the newly paved street. The sun had almost completely vanished behind the horizon, so it was pretty much dark now. The only light was the street lights reflecting of the streets, my head lights, some buildings, and the last rays of light. I decided to keep my top down though because it still felt really nice outside.
"You know what Bella, take a right here. I don't want to go home quit yet. I just want to drive around for a while…let me cool off." Rose said turning up the stereo.
That was fine with me. I just took random turns around town taking in the dusk surrounded trees and the children heading in for the night. We ended up driving through some random neighborhood when I noticed that it all looked way to familiar. I slowed down and took in every piece trying to remember why it looked so familiar. About 15 houses in, I saw a small two level brick house that had a quant white porch around the front door…and a HUGE red jeep parked in the driveway.
"Wait Bella, that Emmett's mom getting out of that Nissan. My car drifted to a stop outside the curb watching the stout lady walk inside with a load of groceries.
"We should go ahead and give her Emmett's license; it's not like I know where the hell he is, or when I will see him." Rose said opening her door.
My phone began to ring and my friend from New York photo popped up. I would have to answer this call. Carla tends to freak out if I don't answer my phone; especially if it has to do with drama.
"Hello?" I turned down the music and listened to Carla's rushed banter. For what seemed like hours was actually only seconds and out of the corner of my eye, I saw Rosalie waving her hands trying to get my attention. Telling her I would follow in two seconds, I quickly tried to finish the conversation with Carla up.
"Car-"
"And then, Dan was like, 'I didn't cheat on you, where the hell did you hear that and then –"
"Carla."
"So, Kayla threw her milkshake at him and-"
"Carla"
"And- Yes Bella?"
"I really have to go."
"Ok, just two more seconds, please. So once she threw the milk shake at him…"
"CARLA! I have to go! I'm sorry, but I really do. I'll talk to you later. Bye!" I hung up and slammed my phone down on the dashboard. Sometimes, you just want to strange some people.
I kicked off my flip flops and started to trek across the soft grass. I barley saw grass anymore and I had almost forgotten how soft it was…until you start to lay in it because then it becomes itchy.
The sprinklers had just turned off, so the grass was a little damp and it was sticking in little pieces to my feet, but that was the least of my problems.
I was halfway to the porch steps, when I Rosalie immediately stopped talking to Emmett's mom, and her gaze fixed towards something distant in the house that I wasn't close enough to see.
"I see." She spoke form the back of her throat. She was using the voice that said, 'I am pissed right now, but since there are others present, I will control myself before I kill someone'. As I climbed up the brick steps, Mrs. McCarthy's telephone rang throughout the house, and she went to go answer it.
"Come on in if you would like." She smiled and disappeared around the corner to answer the phone. Rose shot one forceful glare into the house before turning around and slamming the wallet in my hand.
"Why don't you give it to him, Bella." She stalked across the yard muttering profanities and kicking sticks, pebbles and at one point a ball across the yard.
"What the-" I muttered and ignored her for a split second.
Standing on the front porch clueless to the situation, I looked into the doorway and spotted the four of them sitting at the kitchen table, in their Pajamas, and…eating Applebee's. Oh. I see the problem now.
"Um…here's your wallet. You left it at the hospital." I spoke softly setting the wallet on the little table in the foyer. I turned around and walked swiftly down the steps and practically ran to my car.
I slammed my car door and jammed the car in drive peeling out of the neighborhood. Next to me Rose was boiling in her seat trying to rein it in. Hopefully she won't take action while in my car.
My foot didn't ease of the pedal the whole ride home and I was surprised that I didn't get a ticket. HA! Imagine being pulled over by your dad for speeding; that would be an awkward conversation later.
Every light in the house seemed to be on; it looked warm, happy. I didn't feel anything like that. My mind was racing and my grip on the steering wheel tightening. Parking the car in front of the house, Rose immediately got out and stormed around the house into the back yard probably to go cool off; or hit something. I slumped back into my seat and gently tugged the keys out of the ignition and just sat in the car for a while trying not to cry. I hate crying! I shouldn't be crying right now. It's so embarrassing because when I'm mad, I tend to cry. It makes me look like a baby and I end up feeling weak. But, at times it does work to my advantage…
Sluggishly I got out of the car, grabbed my stuff and made my way towards the house.
This drama could wait for a little bit so I could at least pretend to enjoy my night with my dad. Maybe it will get my mind of things for a while. And at moment, nothing sounds better than watching a little football re-runs and some good ole pizza.
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