I walked into my house, sluggishly with my feet dragging. I left school early because I felt so sick. I tuned back to see my Edward looking at me from the car. He was worried, that much was for certain.
"Are you sure you don't want me to walk you in?" Aww…he was so sweet.
"No, I'll be okay. It's dulled down to a headache now, so I'm pretty sure that I'll be at school tomorrow. I'll see you then. Okay?"
"Yeah, sure. Just call if you need me. I'll be at your window later. I love you,"
"I love you, too." I waved to Edward as he pulled off, waving to me in return. I felt sleepy and my head hurt. I sort of smiled as I walked into the living room, but I screamed when I saw Charlie. What was he doing home?
"Hello Isabella. How was school?" Aww, man.
"It was fine. I just felt tired and I think I'm sick so I decided to come home…early," I hoped he wouldn't be angry, but his face went from calm to livid.
"I wouldn't care if you were dying! You never leave school unless I say you can! I got a call from one of the deputies and they are talking about how they saw you and the Cullen kid, ditching. I bet Edward drove you home didn't he? Well, there'll be enough of that because from now on, I'm driving you to and from, do you understand?" Charlie yelled as his voice grew louder. Wait, he said that Edward wasn't going to drive me places? I knew I was about to sound like a total teenager, but that's so unfair! Ugh, he made my head throb.
"Charlie, you can't do that!" His eyebrow reached the roof. His arms crossed.
"When did you start calling me by my name and anyway, what are you going to do about it? Hmm? You don't have an opinion in this. I know that this sickness bullshit is just a way for you not to get caught from leaving school to fuck your boyfriend and going home pulling a sick card because you knew that I was here. You aren't telling the truth, so why don't you cut the shit and tell me," I couldn't believe that he would think so low of me. Besides, we aren't even having sex. Although, I wish he was right. Then, he can have a valid reason to hate Edward. But still, it was appalling.
"I'm a virgin, Dad! I never-" but I didn't get a chance to finish. I was pushed against the wall and his hand was at my neck, holding me there.
"Oh yeah? Why don't we just see?" He ripped the button of my jeans and yanked them down my legs. All the while I was kicking and struggling, but he was a cop and he knew what he was doing. His fingers ran up the side of my thigh and he spanked my ass. I know that it was one smack, but come on! It hurt really bad, so of course, I cried.
"Stay still. Don't fight me, Isabella. I just want to check and be sure that my baby girl haven't been doing something naughty," He caressed my cheek and kissed me. Oh, God. He couldn't do this to me. I was his daughter and he was my dad. I didn't know what to do. So, I did what anyone would. I kicked him. Charlie howled in pain when one of my kicks got him in the shin, however, he still didn't let me go. I cried even harder. The tears were beginning to sting and blind me which didn't help my situation. My head was pulsating and I was shaking violently. What was Edward going to think? Where was he? Had Alice seen? These questions ran through my thought process and totally distracted me from the problem.
It felt like forever of my erratic movements of a desperate attempt to escape until my panties hit the floor and time stopped. 'This isn't happening,' I thought just as Charlie's face buried itself into my shoulder. I began to get wet, thinking about what he could do to me. As sick as it sounded, to me, it was a turn on. 'What?' He toyed with my area and rubbed his body on me. His erection was prominent in his jeans as he kept grinding into my thigh. It got faster and harder until eventually, he undid his pants and shoved it in. I knew that I was tearing and stretching with each thrust but I couldn't tell him to stop. It was like I didn't want to. The pain was great. It was freeing. 'What the heck is wrong with me?' Before I could even think anything else, the feel his dick moving inside of me, pumping and just feeling fuckin' delicious was getting to me. I couldn't concentrate anymore. I knew my orgasm was coming and my God, it was approaching at lighting speed. 'What I would give to have this everyday. I want him to fuck me harder,' Wait, I'm not supposed to think that! Am I? I was so confused and when did I start using that word? Then, a burst of something just coursed throughout my body. It was like I snapped. I suddenly craved his touch. It was like I couldn't get enough of it. I wanted- no, needed more. Now. My body started to convulse even more and with a scream and a "Let go, baby," from Charlie, I came along with Charlie. I shook and whimpered as I was coming down. Charlie kept going while grunting through his release. When he pulled out, he kissed my cheek. I tried to look at everything, but my dad. I sunk onto the floor. I was so ashamed. What was I going to tell Edward if he found out? I sure as hell wasn't going to tell him. Charlie lightly grabbed my chin and turned me toward him.
"It's nice to know that you've been telling the truth. I'm sorry that I doubted you even for a second. Princess, anytime you feel that you want to leave school and see me, you can. Just call first, okay? You did very well. I'm impressed. You know not to tell anybody, right?" I nodded, "That's a good girl. Tell you what, I'm going to order pizza later. Would you like that?" Once again, I just nodded, "Awesome. I have to get back to the station. I'll pick up some things before I come home, so I'll be back around 7:30. I love you, baby." He pressed his lips to mine.
With a shaky voice, I said, "I love you too, Daddy,"
Soon he was gone and right when he walked out the door, a quick blur across the room scared the shit out of me. 'Edward?' In the mirror on the wall, a girl was leaning on the railing of the stairs. Her arms were lazily crossed over the red shirt she wore; black hair piled on top of her head with pale skin. I couldn't see her face. I began to heavily breathe in fear. 'Dammit! She saw us! What am I gonna do? OMG OMG OMG' My head went toward the stairs where she was, but no one was there. 'Huh?' My neck snapped back to the mirror only none was there either. I sighed. I walked over to the couch and sat down. I was thinking about what happened and when I did, I got so horny. My eyes went to the ceiling and as I was silently asking God why he was torturing me, movement caught my eye. I could see her just lounging next to me as if she was there the whole time. I opened my mouth to scream, she silenced me. I gasped because I felt my lips tingle where she was touching hers. She was watching me with an amused grin on her face and a silver-tipped finger pressed against her pale pink lips.