After months of nothing, I am working on chapter 50! Can't believe there are that many chapters, and that we've been on this journey for so long!
I want to thank you all for sticking with me, I do know it's been a very long time since we started out and that your patience has been tested many times!
I can't give you a date as to when this chapter will be posted, but I'm 3000 words into it so it shouldn't be too long!
In the meantime, enjoy this little tease, and I'll speak to you all soon!
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Chapter 50 - Just a Phone Call Away
My phone buzzed quietly from
somewhere beside my ear and I rolled over, searching blindly on top of the
covers for the little device. The screen lit up as I flipped it open, and
everything around me just seemed to pause. I could no longer hear my dad or
even the storm.
Edward had sent me a text.
My hands started to tremble as I
remembered the last texts I had received from him. Sure enough, they were still
there, three separate little bubbles of text one after the other.
I miss you.
I love you.
I’m sorry.
The newest one sat there
underneath them, all innocent and innocuous. Just my name with a question mark,
as if he wasn’t sure that was still my number. Granted, I could have changed
it, so maybe he really was that unsure, but something told me he had no idea
how else to start up a conversation, and giving the way I’d ended things and
avoided him for weeks, I couldn’t exactly blame him.
It had been four days since our
talk in the quad. I had spent my weekend in Port Angeles with Rose, first on
Saturday shopping for a graduation dress, and again on Sunday with Alice too,
both of them just spending an obscene amount of money on whatever grabbed their
attention.
Alice said she just wanted to get
out of the house. I was too chicken to ask her why. Rose never needed a reason
to spend money. I was treated to lunch and we even had our nails done in a
salon owned by one of Rose’s aunts.
Edward hadn’t come back to school
after the weekend, and I knew it was because he was having a bad day. I hardly
saw Alice all day, so I didn’t get to act on my new resolution to ask her how
he was doing as often as I could.
But he was reaching out. He
initiated our “friends” relationship by sending me a seemingly random text, but
if he was having a bad day, then it was obvious it meant far more to him than
that if he got a reply. My fingers could barely hit the right keys as I
replied.
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