Authors Note: So, I've been told by some of you who reviewed that my writing in the last chapter was better than the rest. I actually noticed that while I was writing I had more fun with it than the other chapters. I hope for the rest to be like that. This chapter is continuing from last chapter.
Escape
After I was out my window, I looked around and realized I had encountered a tiny problem. Esme in the garden.
I was so close to just giving up. Just saying "Aw, whatever. Mission failed. Try again later. Actually, just give up." That would have been so much more easy.
But than I would have had to go back to my life. Actually, more like Bella Swan's life. The life with distractions. Unneeded distracts. Unwanted distractions. Unneeded and unwanted.
I saw Esme had a long, white cord running from her ear to her hip. Headphones. So, maybe if I was quiet she wouldn't hear me. And if she did.... I could make up a lie. Or run for it. I would decided when the time came. But for now, I needed to make my best effort to get out of here.
I slowly walked down the stairs on the deck, skipping the one which squeaked. Luckily, I seemed to master that, and I wasn't caught by Esme. Thank god.
When I walked to the front of the house, I saw that Carlisle was now standing outside with my mother. I felt bad, leaving him to be stuck there with her. But, this was for the best. I hoped.
I was too far away to hear what they were saying, but I guessed they were talking about me.
I dashed out of the yard, continuing to be unseen. I continued to run as I reached the road.
As soon as I was quite a distance from any house in either direction, I felt tears begin to flood my eyes. I didn't know what the hell I was crying over. I felt completely pathetic. It was my own damn fault for leaving. And it was going to make things better. For everybody. Including me.
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After I had stopped being a sobbing mess, which was about ten minutes later, I realized that I had absolutely no idea where I was going. Not even a clue. Where could I go? I guess if I walked to the nearest town I could get onto a bus and travel somewhere. I didn't get on a plane. That would be way too much money, and I'm sure somebody would be able to track where I spent my money if I used my credit card on a plane ride, which I would have to if I flew somewhere.
Maybe just going to an ATM machine, getting some money, taking a Greyhound to another town not too far away, but not very close, would be the best way to go.
I continued walking, not knowing how far I'd gone or how far was left. I couldn't even take a guess, because most of my time I was too deep in my thoughts to notice how far I'd gone. I knew I must have been walking for quite some time, because it started to get darker outside.
I suddenly panicked. If it was becoming dark, that would mean it was nighttime. I had left at about twelve thirty, so obviously somebody had noticed I wasn't where I should be, which was in my room at the Cullen house, or somewhere else in their house.
Part of me desperately hoped that they had found I was missing, and were dying to find out where I was, and they were going to be searching all night long, hoping I would turn up in some crappy coffee store, instead of dead, lying in my own pool of blood in some alley. The other part of me hoped that they had found me missing and said Bella's gone? Whatever. She was just a nuisance around here anyways. As much as I really hoped for the second one, them not caring I was gone, I knew that wasn't how it was going to work out. It would take a miracle for that to happen, and I'd already had my miracle of my life, which was Edward.
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I looked up the road and couldn't believe what I was seeing. Sure, most people wouldn't have cared. But, again, I'm not most people, or even normal for that matter. I'm completely different.
A gas station.
I kept the same pace I had been using all day, unable to pull more energy out of my body that was already drained.
As I was almost to the gas station, just reaching the parking lot, I felt a load being lifted off my shoulders. I could finally just go in and get something to drink, find a map, use the washroom.... sounded like paradise, even though I had only been out here for about eight hours.
When I entered the store and glanced around, something caught my eye that instantly dropped and lifted my hopes, all at the same time.
Authors Note: Cliffy. Hehehehe. Review please. Also, a few said that the chapters are too short to review because not enough happens, which I understand. But my longer chapters get all messed up, and get waaaay too far off the story line. Maybe just say your favorite line in the story?
-Emma :)