Revenant j. hale

Chapter 8

"Cay, would you please look at me? Why are you acting like this?" Paul begged from my front door. He had been begging for me to do something, anything for the past 15 minutes. I just wasn't feeling it. I wasn't feeling anything honestly. 

"Paul, maybe you should go. I'm tired." I whispered back. Not enough coffee in the world could give me the energy to even speak up at this point.

"Okay, then sleep. It's not like I've never been at your house while you napped before. Gran and I can play scrabble or something," he fired back. He was trying so hard. The look on his face was so desperate. Opening the door wider, he took it and came barreling through. Barely missing my shoulder. 

"Boy you have lost your goddamn mind if you think I'm ever playing scrabble with you again. You wouldn't know how to spell if an elephant flung a dictionary at that head of yours!" Gran yelled from the dining room table. 

She had a point. School wasn't exactly Paul's strong suit. He had begged the entire time I've known him to come to public school instead of the online stuff I do. With the amount of trouble and ditching he'd get me to do, I wouldn't be spending any time at the actual school anyway. Pouting, he looked my direction. Shrugging, I plopped on the couch and curled up in a ball.

"It's those meds they have my girl on. I'm one more day of this crap to flushing em' down the toilet. Help my ass. Made my granddaughter a zombie is what they did." She grumbled. 

That didn't help at all. Concerned Paul was a force to be reckoned with. I'd never seen a teenage boy nag so much in my life. If he could touch me it would be ten times worse. 

"Caylee why didn't you tell me they upped it again?"

Looking up at him, his face was a mixture of concern and anger. Sighing I mumbled something incoherent before falling asleep.

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It had been a long few months since Alice's vision. It was driving the rest of the Cullen's insane not knowing what their sister was thinking about. Edward couldn't get inside that part of her head no matter how hard he tried. She kept it bolted and locked down in some dark corner of her brain, determined to only let it out when the time was right. Besides Edward, Jasper was also anxious. He could feel the constant excitement radiating off of her as she awaited some mystery girl. The worst part was the knowing glances she constantly gave him. The "I know something you don't know" gaze. It was almost taunting. Meanwhile, Alice was having a grand old time. So happy that something like this could happen. She never would have thought something this good would happen in her lifetime. It was coming soon. She couldn't see the girl's future for the most part, just the importance she would play to her brother and her own lives. And she couldn't wait.