Leaving Amber

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Chapter 24 (v.1)

Submitted: November 28, 2011

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Submitted: November 28, 2011



Chapter 24- Kyle Clinn

  We were in the car on the way to the Cullen’s- Leah had muttered something about needing to take her car back anyway. It felt like my heart was trying to force its way out of my chest. It thumped abnormally fast. I spoke for the sake of speaking. I didn’t want to hear the thoughts swarming around my head.

“So I guess I know why you wouldn’t tell me in front of everyone,” I said.

  “Hm?” Leah replied distractedly.

  “You know, because Amber’s unconscious and...Brain damaged.”

  “It just seemed a bit insensitive to announce it,” she said indifferently.

  She was staring at the road ahead. Her face was tense and she was jiggling her leg. I tried to catch her eye but she was looking anywhere but me.

  “It’s bittersweet huh? I don’t know what to make of it,” I sighed.

  It wasn’t a question that I expected her to answer. It was almost rhetorical, a remark to myself more than anything, but I was still confused when she didn’t say anything or make a noise in response.

  “Leah is something wrong?”

  “We’re here,” she cut across me.

I reached for the handle and opened the car door. She didn’t reach for hers.

  “Are you coming in?”

She turned her head and her eyes just looked through me. Leah had lovely eyes but also the most direct stare, the most penetrating gaze.

  “I have quite literally been inhaling the putrid stench of those foul reeking leeches for well over an hour and like radiation I’d prefer to be as far away from it as possible.”

  “I’ll take that as a no,” I said slowly, climbing out.

  “Wise boy. Close the door before the smell gets into the car. I don’t want to bring it home with me,” she said idly.

  I stared at her kind of taken aback but at the same time not. On one hand this was exactly how she’d been when I met her and from what I’d heard, how she was on a daily basis. On the other she hadn’t been like that before we got in the car.  

  She looked up after seconds passed without the sound of my door closing. She saw me paused by the car.

  For a second I thought she was going to explain, maybe possibly apologise and laugh it off.

  “Kyle- the door?”

  I shut it and walked towards the house.

She is a girl Kyle, I told myself. The whole lot of them are bat shit crazy.

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