The next couple of weeks are busy.
Not only are Edward and I trying to adjust to the fact that I'm pregnant, but there's also my book, Edward's work… and last but not least, the Masens.
Edward Masen was released from custody the day after our first ultrasound. To say that I was angry was an understatement. But to my profound fucking relief, neither Elizabeth nor Edward has come around to see us… so far.
We're starting to worry by the time that it reaches the second Sunday of the month. That's the next night that Edward would have met them and had dinner with them.
And we have reason to worry… because they come to see us.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry!
I've been kinda MIA for the past couple of days... truth is, I've been focusing on writing other chapters for other stories for mine. I've dropped a few stories that I was betaing for someone and was hoping to find someone else to beta for...
No such luck, as of yet.
Oh well... um, thanks to yvonne72. She PMed me and told me asked me if I was ok and everything. She told me she missed reading HTSAL.
Thank you! You somehow got my creative juices - for this story - working and now I've got five chapters (and more) coming... but we'll start with the five.
Oh and a little sneak peak of Edward's chapter of Femme Fatale. The chapter is currently 5 pages and not even halfway near finishing... here you go! Oh wait, there are a few memories in the chapter (in italics) and this is one of them...
I wasn't drunk, but I had been drinking. At any cost, I was fucking tired. Port Angeles was fucking annoying when it came to driving home… always so fucking dark.
I turned on the radio, turning up the rap music as I tried to stay awake.
But even with the window open, my mind was on other things.
For a second there, I swear I saw a flash of something… someone in the woods. I glanced over, looking. I peered in through the trees, cocking my head to the side.
That was when I saw it again.
What the fuck was that? I thought to myself, confused. It kept weaving in and out of the trees, giving me flashes and flashes as I glanced back and forth between the trees and the road.
When I glanced back at the road once again, it was right at the moment that something from the left ran out in front of the car.
"Shit," I gasped, trying to swerve around it but I lost control of the car. Between the soaked concrete and the speed of the car, I could never possibly gain it back.
I thought for those last few seconds as my body thrashed in the seat, the car obviously rolling, of my family… my mum, my dad… my friends.
But then, there was a sudden pain in my side, around where my ribs were and then I was falling, fading.
Gone.