Chapter 5
A month had passed since Madeline had ran away with her friends to chase behind a rock band that had an eleven-city tour across Washington. Her and her friends ended up being caught by the police at Motel 8. Mom wringed her neck. I've never seen Mom so mad in her life, but Madeline pushed her thinking she was being slick.
I see her for what she was when she told mom that I was dating Tiffany. I ain't fret. I ain't blink an eye. Still till this day, we don't talk but I don't care. She'll need me more than I'll ever need her. Her and Bibby are still back together. Mom wringed his neck out trying to paint me as a certain person and for the way that he has been talking to me. He apologized but I ain't accept it nor did she. The damage has been done.
As for me, my relationship with Heather came to an end after she dumped me for another girl at her school. Out of nowhere, I started dating Chance. He's a cool dude. He asked me out when I was checking out a book at the library. He's real cute. He has his own car. He's funny.
We went on one date with each other and the sparks flew. I could've sworn that it felt like love at first sight. I'm having the best time of my life going out on dates with him. It feels actually amazing to have a man wrap his arms around you. As for being bisexual, it's a very different experience. Chance brings a sexual experience out of me.
The dining table is pretty packed. Bibby is here. Madeline also. Mr. Hawkins flips through the TV channels from the couch.
"Both couples are sexually active." Mom say standing behind Madeline's chair. We disagree with her, but Madeline stays silent. I haven't had sex yet. "My ovaries hurt, Mom. Plus, I have no one." I say staring in her face. She angrily marches to the side of the table.
"Michelle left that pregnancy test in the bathroom, Mom. She was the only one here with me." My twin halfheartedly say. I shake my head. The lies this girl has been courageous. Like...how can you still lie?
"If you are pregnant then admit it." Mom say looking at Bibby. "I am not the father. I have not had sex with neither of the twins. I am waiting for the right time." He say sounding hurt. "I'm not a virgin but the pregnancy test is not mine, Mom. Michelle has been here." She say.
"I want you and your sister to take a pregnancy test." Mom say walking to the China cabinet. "You good?" I ask Mr. Hawkins. "I'm good. Will you be good?" He asks. "Well, I haven't had my period in two months but I'm irregular. I'm still waiting." I softly say. "Good to know."
Mom takes the two pregnancy boxes out of the top drawer. "Mom. You sure that's not yours? It smells like perfume." I say. "It smells like hers. It smells like her pee." Madeline angrily says. I laugh watching her face frown into disbelief.
"You're pregnant?" Mr. Hawkins ask standing up, shocked. "He farted." They laugh. "I apologize." Mom say laughing walking over to the pregnancy test. She grabs it off the table and look at it. "It smells like my medicine. My iron intake. I'm pregnant." She announces to Mr. Hawkins. I cheer making the rest of them cheer. Both of adults meet up and kiss in the living room. "So a little sibling?" Bibby ask Madeline. "A little sibling."
Later that Night...
I'm in the bathroom putting on purple make-up to prepare for the bonfire that's happening tonight. Chance invited me so I decided to go with a purple theme. Purple everything. I close the lipstick tube and fluff out my curls. The first time that I'm dressed to kill. The first time ever. My hair is usually straight or in a ponytail.
I close the make-up compact when the bathroom door opens up to Madeline who's toting her own make-up bag. "You look ugly." She say walking in and closing the door. "You look ugly." I say grabbing the black eyeliner. I apply to left my eye. "What you think about Mom's pregnancy?" She ask.
"Shocked. Kids are seventeen going on eighteen. Career orientated. Might not be his baby." I strongly say. She ain't here. Her and Mr. Hawkins went out to celebrate. "How you know that?" She ask opening her bag.
"Cheeks fat. Looking old. It started around...late August." I say finishing my left eye. After I'm finish, I head right on out and into my bedroom. I'm not having no conversation with you when you clearly blame me for what happened with Bibby. We're not friends. I put my make-up back on my dresser, grab my house keys, and head out of the room.
I go down the stairs taking my time in my boots. I'm wearing a tight purple tank top, a long leather black skirt, and black boots. Heavy boots. Knock! Knock! I walk to the front door and open it to Bibby.
"Wow. You look amazing, Marcy. Bonfire?" He ask me. "Yeah. Chance invited me. Mom is gone so can you tell Madeline to make sure that the front door is locked. Thanks." I say patting him on his shoulder and walking past him. "Are you walking?" He ask. "Yeah. Just a five minute walk." I say walking down the steps.
I look around the neighborhood. It always gets so quiet around eight. My kind of people. I leave out of the gate and start my walk down the street. For the entire walk, I'm in disbelief over how heavy these boots are. I shouldn't picked another style but they were so amazing. I finally come up to La Push Beach where cars are parked in the parking lot.
Hip-hop music is playing from the stereo. Men and women are chatting. Looking both ways, the sound of a motorcycle can be heard in the distance. Looking to the left, I see a motorcycle coming in full speed. That tells me that I shouldn't make a move if I value my life. The motorcycle ride past me. It is at that moment; I know who it is. Paul Lahote. The 24-year-old gambler, drinker, and bar hopper.
From my understanding, he still panties. Left. Right. Up. Down. What am I standing around for talking about Paul Lahote when I can be walking? I walk across the road and trip over my own two feet. I fall and land on awkwardly on my left hand. I scream. "Whoa." "Oh my god!" My head, hand, and body hurt so bad. I groan. I don't know how long I lay on the road, but I do.
"Are you okay?" Jacob ask walking up. "Yep. Just a little embarrassed. People still watching?" "Yeah. Want to make sure you're, okay?" "I'm good!" He helps me up. "Whoa. Your fingers are broke." He holds up my left hand. Two fingers are out of place. "I can break it back in place."
"Don't do that. Please do not do that." I tell him as Embry walks up. "Do it. You ha-" He grabs my fingers and break it in place. I painfully scream falling into his chest. The heat on his chest is emitting like crazy through his chest. "Oh my god!" "You're okay. I think. Might wanna visit the hospital."
"Tell them what? A little boy broke my finger virginity!" "If that's what works." I shake my hand like crazy. "You smell pee?" "No. I don't think you pee. Dirt on your skirt." "Thanks." I say wiping the dirt off my clothes. "How I look?" "Nice. Chance not here though." "What you mean?" "He left early. His mom had an emergency." "He didn't text me."
I take my phone out of my coat pocket. "Let's get you out of the street." "Right." I walk with them to the bonfire. A lot of people ask how I am. Embarrassed! I tripped. Those boots are too heavy. Not only that but the pavement knocked me unconscious. At least Jacob introduces me to his friends. Being around them, made me feel as though my eyes are popping out.
When Madeline and Bibby arrive, she pays me no mind. I don't blame her. It'll be a shame to put hands on her. I move the soda cans around in the cooler trying to look for a water bottle. Paul reaches his hand in and grab a grape can soda. "Excuse you!" He came out of nowhere. He walks off, opening the can. I know he heard me.
"Don't mess with Paul. He gets pretty nasty." Jacob says holding out a water bottle. "Thank you. That fall got me very sick. To answer your question, I don't have cancer. I also got my period weeks ago." "That is very personal information. Very personal." He walks away. "Where are we going? I have no friends here." "I have to walk off. You scared me." He casually says. Alright, Jacob Black.