Unforeseen

Chapter 24

I don't own Trasformers, only my OC's.

Chapter 24

Two blissfully uneventful days passed me by. I had spent Sunday with my friends after arriving and Monday they had school, so for the first time in ages I had actually slept until one. I owned that mostly to the aid of a few pills. Now it was Tuesday and I was just waiting for Patrick and them to pick me up.

I was actually a little amazed I had done it, this staying away from Washington thing. Even more surprising was my uncle's continued absence. A part of me had expected to find him on Jessy's doorstep soon after I had arrived. Perhaps he understood my need to get away… then again I had never told him I loved Ron.

I shook my head violently. That man had been filtering through my mind far too much lately. It needed to stop.

A car horn blared from outside. Quickly I grabbed my coat and ran out.

"Why is it we have to endure school and you get to laze around all day?" Jeremy asked as I slipped into the back seat with Jessy.

"Because our baby is ailing," Jessy gave me an awkward hug through the seatbelts.

"Have you called your relatives?" Patrick asked as he took off down the street.

I shook my head, "not since I arrived."

"You should at least let them know you're alive down here."

Always the responsible one. He was right though and I knew it. I was sure they knew I was fine, but I had taken off rather abruptly.

Taking out my phone I turned it on and waited for it to boot up before quickly writing a text to both my uncle and aunt. They had left nearly thirty messages over the last two days. It made me feel pretty guilty. Maybe I should have contacted them sooner.

"What are we seeing?" Jeremy asked as we pulled into the theater. "I personally want to see that new horror flick."

"You mean the new comedy?" Jessy quirked a brow.

"Says you," he popped open his door. I wasn't into the idea of watching a horror movie, but I didn't want to spoil the fun with my hesitation either.

I had barely settled down into the theater when my phone began to ring. It was a restricted number.

"My call," Jessy snatched the phone from my hands. "Hello?" I held out my hand, silently demanding it back. "No, sorry, she's not available." There was a pause and she frowned, swatting my hand away, "I said no didn't I?" Another pause.

Who was she talking to?

"Dude, I said she's not available, quit given me lip. You'd be unavailable too if you were unconscious in a hospital. Jack ass." She snapped the phone shut and flashed a smile. "All done."

I quirked a curious brow, "who-"

"Dunno," she answered before I could finish. "Some deaf guy with an annoying voice."

That was not much help. I contemplated turning my phone off, but I had left a message telling my relatives to call me when they were free. Surly it had not been my uncle trying to reach me just now; his number was not restricted and he would have said who he was up front. Whoever it was though must have been pushy, Jessy would not have snapped at them otherwise.

I sighed and put it on vibrate before replacing it in my jacket pocket. If the person was important they would call back later.

The lights dimmed, uninteresting trailers played and by the time the movie was a half hour in we were shifty and giggling at the screen. "This movie is horrible," Jeremy laughed as yet another character died from a poorly crafted special effect. "Who's idea was this?"