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Bella sighed as she hung up the phone.
She had once again received news about Jacob, although it had not changed at all. He was still wandering. Alone. In unknown parts.
Her heart broke for him, but really, she didn't mean to hurt him… She loved him too. It's was just… she loved Edward more. Putting the thoughts of Jacob to the back of her mind she continued to cook dinner for herself and her father.
About an hour later Bella was pacing relentlessly across the kitchen floor, worried about her father. Generally he was home within fifteen minutes of dinner being served and if he couldn't make it, he called. But this time? Nothing.
It would be better if Edward were here her mind told her.
She knew that. When Edward was around her mind could rarely focus on anything else but him. His beautiful pale features with his messy bronze hair and stunning molten gold eyes… She sighed dreamily before she shook her head forcefully. God, now her mind was on Edward and he didn't even have to be here!
Burying her face in her hands she left out an aggravated huff. Where the hell was Charlie?
Scrubbing her face roughly she sighed and twined her fingers together, sitting on the couch. Flexing her fingers she felt the strain of the gold band around her left finger.
Her engagement ring.
She never thought she'd say those words. How she had let Edward talk her into it was a mystery to her. She'd gone in tough – ready for action. Literally her mind sneered – and came out with a ring on her finger.
It was only two weeks until the dreaded day. Where she and Edward would become man and wife. And then she would be turned. After, of course, her stipulation about the sex.
Sighing once again, Bella jumped up and walked clumsily into the kitchen, wrapping up Charlie's now cold dinner.
Shutting the fridge, Bella squeaked out loud when the phone rang, shrill and loud in the silence of the house. Tripping her way over to the phone she answered breathlessly, hoping for her beloved.
"Hello?"
"Bella…"
Charlie, not Edward. Her heart sank at this.
"Oh, hi ch-Dad. Where are you?"
"Listen, Bells… I'm sorry but something's come up in uh… Seattle so… I'm gunna be gone about a week… will you be alright?"
"Sure dad, but what's wrong… you sound… stuffy…" Seattle? What the hell is in Seattle?
"Oh, uh, yea my nose is a big clogged… anyway, I'm sorry I didn't call sooner… but I need to go for… uh work, so yeah. There's some money in my top left draw for food and I don't want that boy in my house after 8 o'clock, you got that, Bells?"
"Sure dad… Are you sure you're alright?"
"Oh yeah, fine. I'll see you in a week. And uh… love you, Bells."
"Love you too, dad… bye." Hanging up her phone Bella frowned at her father's strange behaviour. He kind of sounded like me when I was lying. But what would her father have to lie about? He was a grown man… if he was going to Seattle for a secret week-long tryst with his secret lady friend then that was his business.
Bella brightened suddenly at the thought of an empty house… Maybe she could get some alone time with Edward!
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