Bella POV:

So I was sick for about three days. The last two days were better than the first one, though. I guess it is true when people say "things must get worse before they get better." Anyway, Edward, my mom, and my siblings will be back tomorrow and I know that since I am better we will probably talk about what I did today. With this thought I figured I would try to put it off as much as I could, and maybe butter Dad up a little. Maybe he will go easier on me. I know what I did was wrong, and I know that I deserve what he gives me, but I feel like I have already learned my lesson. I got sick didn't I? Well, I don't want to talk about it so I am going to pretend to sleep for a while longer. I had slept in Dad's arms the past few days, I know he didn't mind and it helps with the whole buttering him up thing. I kept my eyes tightly shut against his chest, but somehow he knew I was awake.

"Good morning, Bella. I believe you will be happy to hear that today I give you a clean bill of health." He said cheerfully.

Yay. "Mmmmm." I moaned. I was still kid of groggy, but I knew what good health meant right now. It meant I could take my other medicine, if you know what I mean. I gripped his shirt tighter and tried to get out of having to get up. He wasn't having it.

"No, Bella. You have to get up now, you haven't eaten much the last few days and now that your healthy, I won't hear of you sleeping until noon and skipping breakfast." He said while he unwrapped my hands from his shirt. Dang it.

"Is there anything you want specifically for breakfast?" He asked.

"Yeah, more sleep." I grumbled. At the look he gave me I quickly answered again, but differently, " I mean, no I am fine with whatever. Thank you."

He nodded walking out while telling me to get dressed and come downstairs. I got up and took a shower. The hot water felt nice. When I got out, I got dressed. I figured sweatpants would be a good idea, since I am not going anywhere and later on they might be more comfortable. As I was walking into the kitchen I was rubbing my eyes and missed the doorway. I ended up face planting into the wall.

"AH. OW!" I began furiously rubbing my forehead.

"Bella, are you alright." Dad asked, suddenly next to me. He looked at me rubbing my forehead with an annoyed expression on my face.

"Yeah, I just missed the doorway." As I said this I could see him trying to fight a smile. "It's not funny! That hurt." I said, irritated that he was finding this humorous.

"Sorry, Sweetpea, please be more careful." He apologized. He still looked like he wanted to laugh, but I let it go. When I sat at the table, there were eggs and toast, along with orange juice. I finally had my appetite back so I began eating and ended up finishing the whole thing.

"Good job, sweetheart." He praised, taking my dish. I learned to just let him do the dishes; I lost that battle a while ago. I sat there for a minute thinking about how he is probably going to ask me to come to his study after this. My stomach was doing flip-flops; maybe I shouldn't have eaten all of my food.

Just like I had thought, after he finished the dishes, he turned to me. "Well, Bella, I believe you are well enough to discuss the behavior that you displayed a few nights ago. Let us go up to my study." He commanded. With a heavy heart, I got up and made my way up the stairs. I wasn't going to argue, it would just end badly for me. When we got to his study he held the door for me, so polite right? Sarcasm intended. He ushered me to the couch. When we sat, he started.

"So, Bella, my first question is, where were you supposed to be when this event occurred?" He said, looking me directly in the eyes with an expression that meant business.

"Um, I Should have been inside, because I was grounded for breaking curfew." I responded sadly.

"Correct, and instead you were out, breaking curfew again I might add, at the freezing cold beach where alcohol made an appearance." He said sternly

"I swear I didn't know there was going to be alcohol, and I didn't drink any. When they brought it out I was horrified and refused it. Dad I know I shouldn't have been there, I got sick from it. I learned my lesson." I pleaded.

"Isabella, I will decide when you have learned your lesson. I already know you didn't drink any, which is good for you because if you had, things would have been much worse. Obviously you didn't learn that when I say you are to be home by curfew, you are to be inside when it is past that time. Now you are grounded for an additional two weeks, and I don't want you at the beach at all. What possessed you to get in the freezing water?"

I was not happy about the grounding, but I expected it so I didn't complain. "I didn't want to go in, but Jake dragged me out. I told him it was cold after a while and he got me out."

He took this in and then brought up a subject I really wished he had forgot about. "Isabella, where did you tell me you were going to be that night?" He said strictly, his eyes demanding I answer honestly.

And now we have reached the subject of my lying. I really didn't want to go here. I knew that lying was one of the big rules that no one wanted to break. "I told you that I was spending the night at Jessica's house." I said in a voice barely above a whisper.

He glared at me for a few seconds. "So, you lied to me." When he said that I knew my fate was sealed. Say goodbye to sitting for a while. At this thought my eyes watered a bit. I nodded my head.

"Verbal answers, Isabella." He said firmly.

"Yes, I lied to you, I am sorry Daddy." I whispered.

"I know you are. You know what the consequence for lying is. Tell me what it is." He demanded.

"The consequence for lying to you is a… s-spanking." I got out, hating that word with a passion.

"Correct. I think it is about time we get this over with." He said. Right now I just wanted it to done, so I nodded. He looked sadly at me, but I could see his resolve was staying strong.

Well, I knew this was coming. Time to get it over and done.

AN: there is the third chapter, and since I had time today because I stayed home sick, I am posting two chapters. That means the next chapter is the final one. Thank you to my reviewers! Thank you for reading, please continue to review –CullenGirl9397