Sadly, I don't own Twilight. It belongs Stephanie Meyer, and Stephanie Meyer alone.
CHAPTER 1:[Bella's Point Of View:]
"Are you sure you'll be okay," Edward asked for what had to be the tenth time. Emmett and Jasper wanted to have some "bounding" time, which would mean him and his family were leaving me for a week. Edward had been reluctent to leave me for more than a few hours, much least a week.
"Yes, I'll be fine," I said, snuggling into his chest. He had just snuck into my room, and Charlie was snoring in his room.
"I'll be back Sunday," He said, kissing the top of my head, "And Esme and Alice will be back Thursday."
"When will you be leaving," I said, pulling away from him to see his face.
"Emmett wants to leave tomorrow morning," Edward said, "I be leaving before you wake up."
"Have fun," I said.
[Charlie's Point Of View:]
(Two Days Later)
I was fishing with Billy today. Well I was thought we were going fishing, Billy, who has been under a lot of stress with Jacob, well, he's drunk and I am just watch football with him on the couch.
"I don't know why you let her stay with that leech," Billy slurred. He'd been calling the Cullen's that all day...Leeches, Parasites, Bloodsuckers.
"Billy, maybe you should get my the beer...you're not making much sence," I said.
""Charlie, how can you let her date him...he'll just kill her or worst..change her," Billy said.
"Change her into what," I asked.
"One of them," He whispered.
"Them," I asked. What is he thinking?
"Shhhh...it's a secret," Billy said.
"Billy, what are you going on about," I said.
"Charlie, they don't come out in sunshine," He said, lenning to his right. I pushed him back so he was sitting up.
"The kids go to school everyday," I said. What's he getted at.
"Not when it's sunny," He pratically sang the lard word.
"Because they go camping," I said.
"No, they don't, Charlie...they go drink," Billy slurred, slumping forward. I quickly grabbed his drink, and push he back so he was sitting up.
"They're only eighteen, Billy...that can't drink," I said.
"Not like that...they drink blood," he said.
"I think it's time you go to sleep," I said, helping him into his wheelchair, and rolling him towards his room.
"They'll steal her away, Charlie...the pack can't protect her on their land," He said.
"Pack?...Pack of what," I said.
"Werewolves," He said.
"I think, you've been watching one to many horror films, Billy," I said.
"I'll proof I'm right..." He started.
[Bella's Point Of View:]
I opened the door to Charlie's house, I was a little depressed since Edward was gone. He had only been gone two days, and part of my wanted to go call him and have him come back early, but I knew if I did it would only be hard to get him to go hunting when he needed to go.
"Bella, that you," Charlie called, as I closed the door.
"Yes," I called back. 'Really, Charlie, who else would it be?'
"Come into the kitchen...I need to talk with you," he called out.
"Be right there," I said, as I hung up my jacket. What could he want to talk with me about? I was already grounded from the three day dissappearing act I pulled and the motorcycle, so what could he want?
"Yes, Dad," I said, leanning in the doorway. He was sitting down at the table.
"Sit down," He said.
"What do you want to talk about, Dad," I said, as I sat down.
"Bella, We need to talk about Edward," he said.
'Please, God, don't let this be the sex talk...please, don't let this be the sex.'
"I don't want you to see Edward anymore," He finished. He had to be kidding. He remembers what I was like when I didn't have Edward with be. Did he reallly what be to go back to that?
"What," I said, shocked.
"I don't want you to see Edward or any of the Cullens again," He said.
"No...no...I won't...I refuse," I said, my heart beating faster. He couldn't be serious. He had to be drunk or high.
"Bella, this is for your own good...I have made my decision, and it's done," He said. I shook my head. He couldn't do this. He couldn't make me do this.
"I'll move out then...I'm not going to let you do this to me," I said, standing up.
"No...you won't," he practically growled, standing and walking up to me.
"You can't stop," I said, turning to leave but he grabbed my wrist, "Let me go...I'm going to go back my stuff." But he didn't let go., his grip just tighten.
"You're not going anywhere," he sneered.
"Yes, I am," I said, and then he did the last thing I would have expected from him. He backhanded me across the face. The forcus sent me fall to the ground, knocking my head on the counter. He ketp hitting me, and I tried to get away but couldn't.
"I'll stay...I'll stay," I screamed, and he stopped.
"That's right you'll stay," He said.
"Why," I cried, "Why are you doing this?"
"I'm not letting a freaking vampire steal away my daughter," he said, and I gasped. How did he know?
"That's right I know...And if you going do as I said I have to hit you and expose them...understood," He said, grabbing me by my hair.
"Yes," I said.
"Good," he said, pulling me down to the floor, "Get up from the floor and make dinner!"
I wasn't hungry at dinner. I think, I was in shock. Charlie had hit me, and now he was just sitting in front of me like nothing had happened.
"Are you going to eat," He asked. I shook my head no.
"Bella, I don't like hitting you," he signed, "but I will if I have to...Understand?" I nodded my head.
" I love you and I know what is right for you," he said, before leaving the kitchen.
"You're wrong," I whispered a few minutes later. Edward was what was right for me.