Eve's Story Chapter 6 (UNFNSHED dnt r8!)

As soon as I neared the cottage, I skidded to a stop. I struggled hard not to fall over, and caught my breath. My brain scrambled into many parts, but it was four significant thoughts that outnumbered the rest.
One. All the lights in every room was on. In the windows I could easily make out two weak silhouettes searching for me.
Two. They were frantically calling my name, and it made me want to cry. my eyes pricked.
Three. A police car was parked on a curb.
But most important of all, four. I loved them. And they loved me. It was as simple as ABC. They were worried, unlike my freaky alien parents, that I knew nothing about. If my mystery parents loved me, then why hadn't they come to get me yet? I was sure it wasn't hard. I had done it, but I hadn't listened to the rest to find out how. If I could do it, then why couldn't they?
Maybe it wasn't as simple as that. Maybe that was why it took Jasper all those years to find me. But how did he save me? Was he following me? Then I thought of something that angered me. Maybe he had been watching me my whole life.
If I had stayed for a little bit longer, then maybe I would have known what happened next. And before, and what had led me to make that decision. I supposed I just didn't know if I could handle it. The hardest choices in my whole life, the most heartbreaking choices and I had, so literally, just let it go. Literally ran away from it. I had chosen the easy way out, like I always did. It seemed like the wrong choice at the time, but now I was positive that I had made the right decision. I was fourteen, for goodness's sake. I didn't need, grown-ups, and I certainly didn't need weirdo Jasper. Seeing them rush about and hearing them frantically call my name had made me sure that I had to stay.
But I couldn't help wondering, however hard I tried not to, if would I see Jasper again. After all that, could I still hope? Would he forgive me after my rudeness? Fat chance of that. After all he had come all this way just to find me.
That beautiful, bizarre boy.
I pushed all that out of my head; it didn't matter right now. there were important things, like Raymond and Jenaide and the police and that electricity being wasted. I know, I know, but I just can't stand a light on when unneeded. Raymond and I were going for a drive and I remembered that I hadn't shut my bedroom light. I begged and begged him to go back and let me shut it. I was very young, but bad habits die hard. But it wasn't bad, not really. But I had wasted that diesel...
Oh, what is it with me? I thought. IT'S NOT IMPORTANT RIGHT NOW!Despite my worries, I found myself smiling through the tears, forgetting the cramp in my sides and letting my feet push forward to greet my parents. My sweet, loving parents.