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This is an argument between Bella and her dad.. She heard Edward had OD'd, was in the hospital, and she wants to go see him.

Bella

"You're not going." Slamming the #1 Dad mug down against the counter, Charlie chips a corner off the contradicting cup.

"I am." I declare, proud as the man that made me; standing my ground on swollen, aching feet that I can't even see.

"No, you're not, and that's final." Picking up the jagged piece of glass, he tosses it toward the trashcan sitting across the room, missing the first try.

"Dad.."

When he sighs, I think I have him; until he walks over, pulling me into those flannelled, outstretched arms, kissing the top of my head.

"Listen to me, Baby." And, then he says those words.

"He's sick, and you don't need to see it, and he doesn't need to see you." Pointing to my protruding stomach, his eyes soften. "He doesn't need to know; not yet."

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