DISCLAIMER: I do not own any part of the Mercy Thompson books. They belong to Patricia Briggs. I OWN NOTHING except my OC Charlotte. I don't get any payment for this work.
Please REVIEW and tell me how I can make it better. These events happen DURING Silence Fallen* so there WILL be spoilers.
Note: bold is Bran's telepathy.
The next day
All my clothes and shoes except for thirty shirts, twenty assorted bottoms, thirty of each underwear and pairs of socks, three bras, a pair of black high heel boots and my running shoes were to be left behind. I was going to stay at Charlotte's place, her 'stepsister' whose husband had died of cancer. I was going to get a bit of plastic surgery and a new ID using cash from my 'gas stops'. I would be a free woman. I was even turning my hair jet black and cutting it in a bob to be unrecognizable. I hated that kind of hairdo, it looked stupid. It was stupider to be stuck in middle-of-nowhere Montana mated and married to the Marrok. I was going to leave a suicide note as well. I'd say I'd driven away to get away from this hated place and jumped in The Mississippi River. I'd say that after Charlotte came and left, I realized that I truly had no freedom and I just wanted to end it. I would be dead to everyone I ever knew except Charlotte. It was how I wanted it. My suitcases were packed and in Charlotte's car. I was writing the suicide note now. The plan was for Charlotte and I to go in different cars. She would drive to Missoula where she would buy black hair dye. I would keep driving, buying gas and getting a couple hundred dollars cash back at each place until I got to the river, where I would push my car into the river after taking out the cash only. Charlotte would pick me up there and we would go to plastic surgery where I would get my face changed and we would rent a motel room to do my hair. I was going to pay a witch to cut my mate bond and pack bonds. When we got to Texas, I was going to get a fake ID as an immigrant from England and I would be a new person. Leah Cornick would be a dead woman, rotting on the bottom of The Mississippi River. I knew Bran wouldn't look for me. He never loved me anyway. That was the reason for my leaving. I finished the note and felt a tear slide down my cheek in relief. Leah Cornick would be a dead woman. I turned and hugged Charlotte without looking back at the suicide note. "Let's go."