I climbed the stairs and headed into the bathroom first, braided my hair, then splashed some cold water on my face to wake me up a little bit more. I dried my face and exited the bathroom going to the room in the back, and opened the window. I peered out and surveyed the drop, if I was going to do this, I needed to take this jump.
So I climbed up on the sill and jumped. For a moment I considered the fact that if I landed the wrong way, I could seriously hurt myself. I could possibly not make the landing. Too many possibilities and I realized them all to late.
I could say that my life flashed before my eyes, as the possibility of death got closer, but it really didn't. All I saw was different scenarios of how this could play out. Almost all of them had me landing wrong and dying. Though I knew it was a slim chance. I'd probably just break my leg or ankle or something like that.
My feet hit the dirt and I rolled a little ways, then I stood and ran through the forest in nothing but a long shirt and nothing on my feet. I kept running, and didn't look back. I couldn't. If I looked back... I could be tempted to go back and I can't go back.
At least I hadn't killed myself on the landing, I thought to myself. That was a lucky break.
As soon as I was clear of Scott's house, I bolted back out onto the street and ran to my house, knowing all too well the direction to get back home. I bolted into my house and ran up the stairs, right into my bedroom, determined to get done fast so I could get back to Scott's before they noticed that I was gone. Lydia was going to cover for me.
I threw open my closet and started rifling through as fast as I could. It was going to be fine. I tossed a pair of black joggers onto my bed and unbuttoned my shirt and tossed it into a pile of dirty laundry and pulled a red plaid shirt on and buttoned it up. I reached for the pants when an arm wrapped around my neck and held a paper towel over my mouth and nose.
"Say goodnight, Lettie." Whispered a voice I knew I could place but whatever I was breathing in was doing a good job of knocking me out.
Soon, I couldn't hold on any longer and I saw nothing but black as my body went limp. It occurred to me in the last moment before I went out. There was only one person who called me Lettie. Giselle.