Holiday Road
By Mama4Dukes
Chapter 03:
Six weeks later…
Sam Uley was peacefully driving south on Interstate 5 on his way to Lake Tahoe. He was forced into going to the wedding, but somehow managed to dodge the bullet of having to travel with the entire crazy pack. He was singing along to a familiar song and sipping on his coffee when he noticed a blur beside his truck. Alarmed, he turned his head in the direction of the passenger side door and slowed down a bit. The door was abruptly pulled open.
“What the hell are you two doing?” Sam yelled at the two new passengers.
“Dude, you can’t make us ride in the van with the others. It’s cramped in there. Paul and Rachel keep bickering, Claire attempted to give Quil a blow in the back row, and Jared and Kim are so sweet to each other I want to barf,” Jacob complained.
“Yeah and Chief Black keeps letting loose those deadly silent farts. Do you know how putrid his farts are?” Embry added.
“Well, you can’t ride with me.”
“Why not?”
“Cause I like my peace and solitude.”
“Bullshit, Sam. You’re antisocial and you’re turning into a hermit. You’ve been that way ever since my dad told us we didn’t have to phase anymore.”
“I am not antisocial. I did my job. I was your alpha not your friend. We’re done phasing so I no longer have to hang out with you assholes.”
“Except for the fact that your mom and my dad are married which makes you my stepbrother,” Jacob stated.
“Keep in mind that you’re also my half-brother since we share a father and all,” Embry reminded him.
“Yeah, that makes you our big brother. You owe us.”
“Hey, as far as I’m concerned, I’m an only child. I don’t owe you anything.”
“No, but you could attempt to be a nice guy from time to time instead of always being a perpetual grouch. It’s got to sap your energy for you to have a constant scowl on your face.”
“Hey, you two are the ones who invaded my privacy! I was just minding my own business and driving along when… What the hell?”
Sam swerved to avoid a blue Ford Escape, which had abruptly sped across his lane. He swore under his breath about crazy drivers.
“What are you doing, Emily? Are you trying to get us killed?” Bella screeched from the backseat.
“I have to pee! I’m trying to get off of the highway.”
“Why the hell didn’t you pee when we left the apartment?”
“I did, but that Trenta Iced Caramel Macchiato went straight to my bladder.”
“Don’t say ‘bladder,’ Em, I’m trying to hold my pee in, too.”
“What did you drink this morning, Lauren?”
“I had two bottles of water before we left. It’s good for the complexion. Besides, Bells, you’re not normal. You’re like a camel the way you can hold your pee in. And you drink so much beer. It can’t be good for your kidneys. Did you at least have a bottle of water and have something to eat this morning?”
Before Bella could even open her mouth, Emily answered for her, “No she didn’t. She was freaking out about not wanting to go on this trip so she hasn’t had a bite to eat. Lucky for you, I woke up early and made some muffins.” Audible groans could be heard from Lauren and Bella. “These are bran muffins, they’re very healthy.”
“Uh, yeah, they’re like granite-of course they’re healthy.”
“They are not, Bella!”
“Yeah, they are!” Lauren concurred.
Emily reached into a bag, pulled out one of her muffins, and bit into it. “Ugh! These are like concrete-gross! How come you girls never told me that my muffins are inedible?” She opened up her window and hurled the muffin outside.
“What in hell?” Embry hollered. Some kind of rock had just flown through the passenger side window directly next to him, damaged it, and conked him on the side of the head.
“Jesus! Are you okay?” Sam asked.
“Yeah, I’m fine, but what kind of delinquents go around throwing rocks on the highway?”
“It’s not a rock.” Jake picked up a brown lump and examined it. “It looks like one of those ceramic knick-knacks that Kim is always buying. I think this one is supposed to be a muffin. See? It even has a bite mark.”
“It’s not very good is it?”
“No, it looks terrible. I’m going to have to pull off of the highway to take a look at the damage.”
“Well, thank God, Embry and I are here, Sammy. We can patch this window up in no time.”
This was very true. Sam had absolutely no skills when it came to car repairs or any sort of repairs at all. He worked for the post office in Forks as a mail carrier. He detested his job, but the pay was decent.
Sam sighed and turned his blinker on. He pulled off at the next exit following the blue Escape that had cut him off. Damn! The driver was either suicidal or in a rush. The vehicle ran a red light after exiting the highway and pulled directly into a McDonald’s parking lot. Sam lost track of the car after that, and hoped never to cross paths with it again. Crazy drivers like that shouldn’t be on the road.
“Phew! I feel so much better, don’t you?” a visibly relieved Emily stated to Lauren, coming out of the bathroom. “Where’s Bella?”
“I have no idea. Let me call her cell.” Lauren dialed her friend’s number, she picked up immediately. “Where are you?”
“I’m at the bakery two doors down. I’ll be right there.”
“Okay, we’ll be waiting by the car.”
“Well, where is she?”
“She’s going to meet us at the car, she’s at a bakery.”
“Why didn’t you tell me? I could have asked her to pick up some muffins for me.”
“Em, this is Bells. She’s not going to forget your muffins, nor is she going to forget my apple turnovers.” They walked to their vehicle and leaned up against it. An older model black full sized Chevy truck pulled into the stall next to theirs. Three tall, buff, shirtless Native American guys climbed out of it and walked into the McDonalds. “Ooh, you dropped your wallet,” Lauren called to the last guy walking in.
“Thanks,” he replied, staring deeply into her eyes. He took on a stunned expression, and then ran into McDonalds.
“Weird,” Emily noted before getting into the Escape. “Um, let’s just go and grab Bella from the bakery. That guy was a bit creepy. Did you see the way he was staring at you?”
“Oh, I did. He was kind of cute.”
“He looked like an idiot. His mouth was hanging open the entire time and his teeth were too white. I bet he’s a salesman of some sort-either used cars or cell phones.”
“Sam, Sam, I just… I just…”
“Spit it out!”
“I just imprinted.”
“You what?”
“You heard me. I imprinted.”
“On whom?”
“The blonde chick who picked my wallet up for me. She’s right there.”
“Where?” They all peered outside the window. There were only two construction workers in the parking lot, no women.
“My imprint is gone. What am I going to do?”
Embry and Sam considered what Jacob had just said then blurted, “Shit!” They decided to forgo ordering their food and hopped into Sam’s truck in pursuit of Jake’s imprint.
“They were in that blue Escape that cut you off earlier.”
“What does she look like? Is she hot?”
“Really hot. She’s about 5’7″, blonde hair, blue eyes, and she looks like she really takes care of herself. She has an amazing bod.”
“Awesome. Jake, you like Hok’wat women. Remember how you were in love with Bella Swan?”
“Yeah, but this chick puts Bella to shame.”
“I wonder how Bella is doing?” Embry mused. “She was a really nice girl.”
“We’re going to see her at the wedding. According to Sue and Charlie, she’s as happy as a clam in Seattle.” Jake shook his head. “Man, I can’t believe she and her friends moved to a big city by themselves. I wish I had the guts to do that.”
“No kidding,” Sam agreed. He imagined that Bella had to simply get away from Forks and La Push especially after Jake was forced to tell her to go away. Ironically, she had moved away with Leah’s cousin Emily-the one who was jilted as a result of Leah’s imprinting on Taylor-and one of her school friends. Sam couldn’t recall the name of the other girl.
They drove around looking for the blue Ford Escape, but to no avail. Hopefully, they were heading in the same direction as they were. They might run into them again. For Jake’s sake, Sam hoped they did.
A few hours later…
“Man, I’m starving. How many more hours until we get there?” Embry asked. He looked up at the highway signs. “We’re only in Oregon? Aw, man! That means we’re only about halfway there.”
“Yeah, we should find a motel and hunker down for the night,” Sam suggested.
“Wait! What about my imprint?”
“Jake, if we haven’t found her by now, we’re not going to find her today. We really need to grab some dinner and get some sleep. We’ve got a long day tomorrow and I’m exhausted.”
“Yeah, I guess you’re right. Where are we anyway?”
“Somewhere in southern Oregon. Near Klamath Falls, I think.” Sam pulled off of the highway once he saw a bunch of vacancy signs. They checked into a motel then went on foot to find a place to eat.
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