:) In this story flashbacks are in italics :)


"A moment, a love.

A dream aloud.

A kiss, a cry.

Our rights, our wrongs."

The Temper Trap – Sweet Disposition.



"Bella?" Charlie's voice floated down the stairs.
"Yeah Ch- dad?" I said correcting myself.
"Where are you?"
"I'm downstairs" I yelled.
He came running down the stairs in his uniform pulling on his jacket.
"I just got a call from Sara at the station, found something round by the old wood mill, I'll be back late." He rushed.

"Found something? Like what?"
He hesitated for a moment then turned his attention to putting on his gun belt.

"Dad?"
"…A body" he sighed

I inhaled sharply, shocked.

The old mill, that's near La Push.

"Who is it? Do they know?" I asked starting to panic.

"Bella, I don't know yet, I'm just as worried as you are. I'll talk to you tonight, when I know the details." He grabbed his keys off the side and swung the door open, he stopped halfway through the door and turned to face me.
"Don't go to La Push today, okay?"
"I won't, don't worry. I'm going to the Cullen's."
He grimaced when I said Cullen, not that he had a problem with them, just one in particular.
He nodded; zipping his coat up he jogged though the rain to his cruiser.

I closed the door behind him and sighed thinking of his strong dislike of Edward. I couldn't blame him though, he was just worried.


I was standing in the kitchen washing up after dinner. Edward was coming over tonight to 'help me with my college applications'. Charlie wasn't even trying to hide the fact he hated Edward.

"Can you at least try to be civil?" I groaned

"Fine, I'll try, it doesn't mean I like him though." Charlie huffed.

"Thank you, I know you don't like him now, but he'll grow on you." I smiled thinking of when Alice had told me about the vision she had, Charlie and Edward laughing together with Esme in the Cullen's living room.
"Sure." He mumbled.

He abruptly put the plate he was carrying down on the counter and turned back round to face me.

"You know I'm just worried right?"

"Dad don't…"
"I don't want you to get hurt again!" He exclaimed throwing his hands up in the air.
"He's not leaving, I told you he's here for good." I murmured quietly.

Charlie stood there staring at me and my eyes went down to the bowl I was washing, I knew what he was about to say.
He sighed and I heard the counter creek, he must be leaning on it, I glanced up to see him doing just that. When my eyes met his, his forehead creased, I could see the pain in his eyes and instantly my gaze fell back to the sink.

"That's not what I meant, and you know that. I'm talking about what happened in Phoenix…"
"I don't want to talk about him." I picked up the towel and dried my hands quickly needed to get away from Charlie, I made my way out of the kitchen and started for the stairs.
"Bella!" I heard his footsteps following me but I carried on up the stairs.
"Bella!"
"What dad?" I snapped stopping but not turning round.
"I wasn't there to warn you then, but I am now, just be careful."

There was a long pause as we just stood there, taking in each others words and actions.
"I'm sorry, it's just… a touchy subject for me."
"Yeah, me too." He said protectively, the emotion in those three words told me how much he cared. It was probably the closest thing to affection I would get from Charlie in a while/
"I should have been there to protect you from that… man! If he can even call himself that." He said the words with such hate.

He was right. Cristian D'Alessandro was not a man and if I never see him again it will still be too soon.


R&R and i'll update, I've already written a few chapters but if no ones gonna read it I won't bother, because I'm lazy ;)