Okay you guys, so I want to thank you for all the positive reviews throughout my story.
But there was one that.. wasn't so positive.
This story isn't meant to offend anyone, so if i did, I'm sorry.
But if you don't like it.. DONT READ IT.
Really, it's as easy as that.
Anyways, I'm sure everyone is wondering what's gonna happen next.
Lets find out (:
While Carlisle and Edward were downstairs with Charlie, I was up in my room, staring at the patterns on my bed sheet, thinking of what I'm gonna say to Renee once I find out he's dead. I wonder how she's gonna take the news. Will she be happy? I mean, she did leave him. She never gave me an exact reason.. was it because he also beat her? No, that can't be it. If that was the case, I'm sure she wouldn't have let me stay with him in Forks. But will she be sad? Even though she's not with him anymore, they still talk.
A soft knock on my door interrupted my thoughts. "Come in," I said quietly. My door slowly opened and I looked, expecting to see Edward, but it was Carlisle. He smiled at me, and I managed to give a small smile back.
"Everything okay in here?" he asked.
"Yeah, everything's fine," I answered.
"Do you mind if we can have a quick talk? It shouldn't take long."
I took in a deep breath and nodded my head.
"Alright," he started, "Well, is there anything you might want to let me know about?"
"What do you mean?" Of course I knew what he meant. I'm pretty sure the question is about Charlie.
He sighed, "Does Charlie... do anything he shouldn't be doing?" he asked the last part quieter, probably not wanting to make me more upset than what I already am.
I looked back down at my bed and bit my lip. He waited patiently while I thought about what to say. If I tell him yes, then Charlie might go to jail and then where would I go? What would I say? If he's not already dead of course. "Wait, is Charlie okay?" I asked.
"Yes, he'll be fine."
"Oh, good," I breathed. In a way, I didn't want Charlie to live. I don't want to be abused anymore. Maybe when he wakes up, he'll change his ways. Hopefully, but I'm not even getting my hopes up.
It was quiet for a minute and I looked back up to where Carlisle was still standing. He raised an eyebrow.
"Right," I started, "Um, well I really don't know how to answer that."
"Just answer it truthfully, Bella. Does Charlie do anything to you that you don't feel comfortable with?"
"Sorta..." I admitted.
"Carlisle," I whined, "You already know. Why are you making me say it?"
"I'm sorry, Bella. I have to hear it from you."
"Fine," I mumbled. Thinking about a nice way to put it is gonna be pretty difficult, so I just came right out and said it. "Charlie abuses me." After finally coming out with it I felt better. Safer, in a way. Like a weight was just lifted off my shoulders. I smiled to myself.
"Hmm, well its a good thing you told me. After Charlie gets better, he's not going to be able to see you for a while."
"So he's going to jail?" I asked.
"Fortunately, yes. Abuse is a very serious problem that is not tolerated. There's no way he'll be able to hit you anymore," Carlisle smiled warmly.
I smiled back at him. Wow, I haven't felt this happy in a long time. All of a sudden, a certain thought occured to me and my heart dropped.
I know, I know.
Too short :/
My computer's getting fixed in a week or two so there WILL be longer chapters.. soon.
Well, you should already know what to do...