Almost Human | Jasper Hale

Chapter 24

Meg woke up under her covers. Her head pounded and her eyes squinted to try and relieve the pain. It hurt to think. Memories of her unusual dream were slowly draining back into her mind. Something kept nagging at her, telling her it wasn't a dream, but realistically she just couldn't believe it.

Meg pulled herself out of her bed against her will and dragged herself to the bathroom. She turned on the shower faucet and after a second it sputtered to life, raining cold water down the curtain and tub. She slipped out of the comfort of her pajamas and tied her hair into something so tangled it could barely be considered a messy bun. She slowly stepped into the tub and closed the curtain behind her.

Her eyes closed as she let the chilling water run down her face and body, waking her up ever so slightly and making her mind more conscious to past and previous events. She settled on the fact that Felix did indeed drop her off at home, but she wasn't going to ask him because that would've been too easy.

Sick of thinking of nothing but the Cullen family, she stuck a hand out of the shower and clicked on a small radio that sat on a nearby table in the corner. It cracked on, looking for signal for a moment in the dense woods before letting the music play through, crowding Megs mind with lyrics and rhythm instead of what she didn't want.

After a good ten minutes of brooding in the shower, Meg turned off the faucet and stepped back out of the shower, wrapping a towel around herself. Marge must've seen how unhappy Meg looked as she made her way back towards her room.

"You can tell me why the long face while we drink tea and you put some clothes on." Marge spoke from across the room on her favorite floral seat with her reading glasses and a small poetry book in her hands.

Meg stopped at the door to her room and flashed a smile back at her Nana before entering her room.

Meg wasn't in such a mood to dress up how Eleanor would normally want her to, so her clothing was going to naturally reflect her feelings that day. She pulled out a loose pair of grey sweatpants and climbed into them. She thought for a while about what to pair them with until she decided on a slightly cropped red top that was fitting. She thought if an outfit like that was good enough for Eleanor to wear camping, it was good enough for school.

She pulled a brush through her hair and put it into a loose ponytail. She didn't want to make herself look too miserable, so she put on a small amount of makeup to hide any impurities and under eye circles.

The high pitched steam of the tea kettle was heard across the house as Meg exited her room. She shuffled her way into the kitchen, her whole body feeling like dead weight. Marge poured the tea into two cups and made Megs just how she liked it, two sugars and a teaspoon of honey.

She walked over with the cups to the table Meg was now sat at and slid her the cup along with a plate of cookies. "Thanks Nana." Meg said as she wrapped her hands around the mug to feel its warmth radiating onto her skin.

"No problem dear, now your turn to tell me what's wrong. And don't lie, remember I can always tell." Marge reminded the girl with a raised eyebrow as she took a long sip of her own tea.

"Ok ok..." Meg placed her mug down and twirled it gently back and forth. "Im a little upset with Jasper. No Im entirely upset. He completely bailed on the project and left me to present it all alone. I haven't even talked to him since that."

"So, I get you still care for this boy then?"

Meg almost choked on her tea as she corrected her Nana. "No, no of course not. We literally just did a project it's not a big deal."

"Mhm..." Marge raised her eyebrow another time and picked up a small cookie from the plate. "Well if you didn't care for him, this little problem wouldn't be affecting you as much as it is. Well it wasn't very nice of him to ditch, but you still got a good grade! I think what's bothering you more is the fact you haven't spoken to him about it."