Chapter 2 – Telling Charlie

Bella POV.

The wonderful Stephenie Meyer owns all characters.

A/N: Still would love reviews!! I'm sorry I often make them too short. I'll start trying to make them longer.

After I had seen the curtain flick back, I stared straight ahead and took a deep breath. This was not going to be fun. Edward put both hands on either side of my face, and gently, but with irresistible force, turned my face to look at him. He leaned in so his face was inches from mine. I tried very hard to concentrate on what I was about to do rather than being dazzled.

"Bella," he murmured. "Bella, no matter what happens in there, we stay together, okay? I will not, and I mean will not, lose or leave you again. I love you, okay? Just remember that as we're in there." I shook my head, trying to get his sweet breath out of my head.

"Edward, what did Alice see? I mean, did you read it in her head, or did she tell you?" I pleaded. I had to know the outcome of what was about to happen. Edward shook his head.

"Bella, Alice must've been trying very hard to keep me out. Now that I think about it, I've found out why she was repeatedly singing "Joy to the World" in her head." He laughed softly. "I'm sorry, Alice didn't tell me either." I sighed, and then had a brainwave.

"Well, then, what's Charlie thinking now? Is he calm, what? Please Edward, I have to know." I looked up into his eyes. Edward shook his head.

"His thoughts are amazingly blank. He is starting to wonder why we're spending so much time in my car. Bella, it really is time to tell him." He looked into my eyes and tried to reassure me with his. I took a deep breath.

"Okay. Let's get this over with," I said. Edward gave me a quick kiss, and got out the car. Almost simultaneously, he was at my door, opening it for me. He helped me out of the car. He wrapped his arms around me and walked me to the front door. I took the key out of my pocket and tried to unlock the door, but my hands were trembling too much so Edward took it from me, and unlocked the door himself. We walked into the hall.

"Charlie, I'm home!" I called out. I took a breath.

"In here, Bells!" Of course. The TV room. I took one last reassuring kiss from Edward, prepared myself and strode into the TV room. I stood in front of the TV, and consequently in front of Charlie and said, "Dad, I need to talk to you about something. Something important."

"Bells, does it have to be now? The game is on," He replied. I looked at Edward.

"Sir, Bella and I would like to talk to you. It's really important and well worth your time to listen. In fact it's life changing." Edward said to Charlie. At 'life changing' I had to giggle, considering what was happening after the wedding. Edward nudged me, telling me to be serious.

"Okay," Charlie said grudgingly. He turned off the television and looked at us both, the first time since we came in. He looked taken aback at the seriousness on our faces. "What's up?"

"Sir, in advance before we tell you, I would like you to know that I love Bella very much, and this was out of love, not desperation." Charlie looked at me in horror.

"Oh, my god! Bella! You're pregnant!" he practically yelled. I looked at him in shock.

"Charlie! No way! Where'd you get that idea?" I asked, amazed he had even thought that.

"Well with Edward saying that he loved you lots and it was out of love… Sorry. Continue." Charlie now happened to be a beetroot red.

"Well," I began. I had no idea how to begin this. Edward leant down and whispered in my ear "Just say it." So I did just that.

"Dad, Edward and I are engaged to be married." I stated proudly. I couldn't believe the warm glow that spread throughout me. I saw Edward's cheek curve up as he heard my heart rate pick up. It didn't last long. I saw Charlie's face bypass blue and go straight to purple.

"YOU ARE NOT GETTING MARRIED TO HIM, YOUNG LADY!!" he yelled. I felt Edward tense, almost like he did when James was in the ball game. At the yelling, my teenage hormones kicked in.

"FINE! I suppose this is the time to remind you I'm almost nineteen! Well over the age of legal adulthood! Excuse me, Charlie, I'm going to go and pack my stuff. I'm sorry to say this is goodbye, you'll never see me again." I said angrily.

"GOOD! I DO NOT WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN IF YOU ARE GOING TO BE MARRIED TO THE PIECE OF SCUM ON YOUR RIGHT!" he yelled. I almost fell back in shock, and would have, if Edward hadn't caught me and held me up.

"We need to go upstairs, now. Charlie is about to hit you," he whispered. I couldn't believe it. When my feet wouldn't move, Edward picked me up and ran me to my room, vampire style. He locked the door behind him.

"Pack," he murmured. I got up, and in robot mode, packed all my clothes. I looked around my room.

"Edward," I said hoarsely. "I – I – I'm –," I couldn't get the words out. Edward shook his head.

"No, love. Don't even say it." He put the rucksack over his shoulder, picked me up and put me on his back, ran and unlocked my bedroom door, and ran me into the night.

A/N: I'm sorry about OOC in Charlie. I just think it's way more sad if he doesn't get to walk her down the aisle.