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BY THE WAY I DON'T OWN TWILIGHT.

Oh my god. You have got to be joking! MY FLIPPING DAD WALKS IN WHEN I AM HAVING FLIPPING SEX WITH EDWARD FLIPPIN CULLEN!! Could life get any worse??

"EDWARD CULLEN!" Charlie bellowed. "STAY AWAY FROM MY DAUGHTER!" obviously life could get a lot worse.

"Dad." I moaned

"Isabella, get to your room. NOW." Oh god, he only calls me Isabella when he is really annoyed. Which is understandable at this point. I mean, what farther wouldn't be annoyed why he walks in on his only daughter having sex with her boyfriend on his favourite sofa?

"No I will not." I turned around and Edward was already fully dressed and walking to me with my clothes.

"You stay away from her!" Charlie yanked me from his grip. "I don't want you within 100 miles of her."

"DAD, now you are just being stupid!" I yelled "You cant keep me away from Edward. I wont have it! I am legally an adult now!"

"My house my rules. Edward get out of my house! He is no good for you. He will end up hurting you"

"I LOVE HIM DAD!" That stopped Charlie for a second to face me.

"You don't know the meaning of the word." he whispered then turned back to Edward. "You don't love him!"

Charlie started to push Edward through the door, and not gently either. Even though I know Edward was be tending to be pushed, it still looked painful.

"Charlie, STOP. Please stop." I broke down into sobs. Nothing I did would rip Charlie away from Edward. Why did we have to do it on the sofa? Why on in the back of Edward Volvo? Or better yet, IN A BED. But oh no, we had to do it on Charlie fucking sofa.!

Charlie had slammed the door in Edwards face and made his way to me. His now crimson eyes looking at my half naked body.

"Get. Up. Those. Stairs. Now." He said each word very clearly and slowly. Charlie was mad. Wait scratch that, Charlie was beyond mad. He was now up to his 'sitting on the sofa be tending to think about what happened but really thinking about the game stage.'

In my room Edward was laying on the bed staring at the ceiling. I went to lay with him, resting my head on his chest while his arms put a protective cage around me.

"Charlie's right. I'm no good for you." Edward started to pull me closer. His eyes never leaving one small spot on the ceiling. "I will hurt you. I know I will."

"Edward look at me." He didn't move "Edward look!"

His face slowly turned. It was all screwed up like a baby about to cry. I know if he was human, he would be cry. Tears would be running down his cheek.

"Bella, I'm no good for you. I cant do this. I cant put you through this-" I put my finger on his lips to silence him.

"I love you." was all I said, though I knew the conversation hasn't ended.