I got back to the Cullen's, only to be greeted by Bella, Alice and Esme. They all hugged me and started murmuring how everything was going to be okay.
"Oh, Meghan sweetie. Are you okay?" Esme asked. I nodded.
"I think I am." I whispered. They all pushed me inside, where Edward, Jasper and Carlisle were. I didn't ask were Rose and Emmett were. I took my place on the floor in front of the couch. Edward sat down next to me.
"Meghan. I'm sorry."
"What for Edward?" I asked, and flinched. I sounded dead.
"For telling you that Max was going to tell you he loved you. I honestly did not know that he was going to leave."
"Oh. It's okay. Max is like that, he says one thing means another, and 'sides, if Alice didn't see it coming then he must've been planning to…well you know, then he made a snap decision to…" I blinked a few times. "Leave. So don't blame yourself." I reasoned. He shook his head, annoyed. I shot him a questioning look. He shook his head and went to sit by Bella and Nessie. Jasper sat next to me, and we just fed off of each others emotions. I sighed, letting my own despair and irritation wash over me. Jasper patted me on the back and got up, and Alice joined him to go hunting. They left, and I turned on the TV to cartons, hoping that they would distract me.
"Where are Rose and Emmett?" Carlisle looked at me.
"They went on a little trip." He answered, but the lie was clear in his voice. I noticed, but I didn't ask, not really caring. I felt Bella stretch her shield over my head, to give me a measure of privacy I suppose. I half smiled at her, and she nodded, looking like she knew exactly what I was feeling at the moment. Edward's head snapped up when he heard my thoughts go blank, and he looked at Bella, as if to say Please take it down. She sighed and took it off. Edward, why did she look at me like that? I thought. He mouthed, I'll tell you later. I nodded and got up.
"I'll be in my room." I said, no one made a move to stop me. I walked into my room and flopped down on the-unnecessary- bed. I hit the remote, and the room was filled with 'Clair de Lune' by Debussy (courtesy of Edward) and I calmed down. I'd always had a thing for classical music, even though my mother liked musicals and my father liked classic rock. I had to side with my father between the two, because I could not stand musicals. Thinking of my parents gave me a sharp pang of homesickness, but I ignored it. I closed my eyes, and even though I couldn't sleep I still imagined random things, as if I was dreaming. It felt nice- that feeling of being human again, even though I wasn't. I sighed, and flipped over onto my back. I sighed, feeling restless. I couldn't stand being in the house anymore, so I, not really wanting to deal with anyone at the moment, I jumped out my window and hit the ground running. I broke into a dead sprint east, to the one place that would make me feel just a little bit better. I kept running, occasionally stopping, to just, you know, zone out. I took out my iTouch and went onto my myspace, to check everyone's profiles. I went to Nathaniel's, Max's, some of my other friends. No of them had really commented on me or Max dieing, except Nathaniel had changed his status to from 'In a relationship' to 'single' I sighed, and logged off, then turned on 'It's a Disaster' by OK Go. I was singing along when I felt someone around me. I turned off the music calmly, as if to show that I had no idea someone was there. I took off running. I could feel the annoyance coming from whoever it was.
"Alright, I know that you know that I'm here." It was a he, said. I stopped.
"Well mysterious voice from no where, show yourself." I called. A figure stepped from the trees.
"Aw shit." I muttered. The person laughed.
"Don't look so pissed Megs, now everything can be right again!"
"Over my dead body it'll be right!" I yelled. The person just chuckled, shaking their head.
"Well, hate to brake it to you, but we're both dead, so that expression doesn't exactly apply to this situation."
"Fine, Mr. Smart ass, over my pile of ashes it'll be alright. Happy?" I said, my hands balling into fists.
"Now that can be arranged."
"I thought everything would be okay?" I sneered. He just chuckled again.
"Meghan, Meghan, Meghan, what are we ever going to do with you?"
"Whose the 'we'?"
"Well, me and my friends of course."