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Chapter 4

Carlisle's pov:

It's been 1 hour and 10 minuets. I'm not saying that I don't trust my son, because I do. Most of the time. But there was something about the way he just changed his mind, and decided that he was fine with everything. And I really don't want to think low of my son, but the thought of him going to Mike Newton cross my mind more than once. He usually behaves, he hasn't come up on my radar lately. It's more common that Emmett and Jasper are the one's in trouble. Edward is a really good kid, both in school and at home. He has a bit of a temper, but we overlook it for the most part, after all, he is a teenager for eternity. But somehow I still can't get rid off the feeling that Edward is up to no good this Friday night.

It's been 1 hour and 15 minuets, and I starting to lose my patience. We said 1 hour.

" Carlisle, honey, can you please stop looking at the clock? I'm sure he'll be home any minuet now. He probably just lost track of time." My wife tells me, but she doesn't look like she herself even believes her own words.

"I'll give him five more minuets before I call him" I say and continue to stare at the clock.

My wife sighs and lean back on the couch, closing her eyes. "This is not how we were suppose to start our weekend together."

It's now been 1 hour and 20 minuets , I'm calling him. I pull up my phone from my front pocket and dial Edwards number. Signal after signal, but no ones picking up. I feel my anger building up, and I have to calm myself down a bit by taking deep breaths. This is exactly why everyone thinks he's the baby of the family, he just flat out lied to my face and never thought about the consequences of his behavior. Did he really think that he wouldn't get caught? And he must now how furious I would be once I found him.

He's still not picking up, so I finally give up and put my phone down.

"He's not picking up" I tell Esme.

She looks sad and disappointed, she really trusted Edward to come straight home after his hunt. And neither her or me like the idea of our son lying to us the way he just did. He broke our trust, and he'll be one sorry little boy when he comes back home. Or when I drag him home.

"Maybe something happened to his phone? Maybe he lost it during his hunt?" Esme tries to come up with another explanation.

"Esme, he never went on any hunt. I think that he went straight to Mike's party, and I think he did it just to piss us off! He was not 'okay' when I went up to check on him before, and this is just Edwards way of rebelling against us." I say, a hint of anger in my voice.

Esme shakes her head and walk over to the window, looking out in the direction Edward went.

" Carlisle, we can't think so low of our son. We don't know for sure that he went to the party. He said he was going on a hunt, and forgive me if you think I'm a bit naive here, but I'd like to trust my son. He wouldn't lie to us like that."

Now it's my turn to shake my head. I also stand up and walk over to where Esme stands. I take her hand in mine.

"I'm going to go look for him. Would you like to make me company?" I ask her, stroking her hand with my thumb.

"No thank you, I'm going to wait here for my son. He'll come home soon, you'll see." She answers, still looking stubbornly out the window.

I just nod and release her hand before grabbing my coat and my keys. I can understand how she must feel, I feel the same way. It hurts when your children disappoints you, especially when they flat out lie to you and disobey you the way our son did tonight. Esme's children are her world. She loves them all so much. And I think the love she has for Edward has made her a bit blind. She often ignores his mistakes, or maybe she just doesn't recognize them?

Well, I know my son, and there is no way he's out hunting right now.

"Bye love, see you in a little while" I tell Esme and walk out to the garage.

She never answered me.

I'm so angry right now! This is not how I want to spend my Friday night, at all. I would give anything to just have a peaceful movie night with Esme, but instead i have to drive around town to track my teenaged runaway-son down. I drive straight to the street where Mike Newton lives. I park a bit down the road and walk up the house. I smell alcohol, vomit and other substances that I really don't want to stick around for to find out what they are. I just need to find my son, fast.

"Edward Cullen, you better not be in here" I say to myself as I walk up to the front door.

Edwards pov:

I can't believe what I see as I walk through the doors to Mike's house. Everywhere I look I see my classmates either really drunk, passed put, vomiting or making out with each other. I had no idea that it was this bad, last time I went to a party it was located in a barn and we drank lemonade. This is like stepping into a whole new world, and I'm not sure I like it.

"Edward Cullen!" A girl suddenly throws herself at me, managing to spill half of her beer on me.

"Whoa! Sorry, I'm wasted" she giggles and continue to cling on me. After a second I realize that she has passed out.

I start to panic, what do I do? I look around for an empty chair to put her in, but I can't find any. I quickly carry her to one of the bedrooms and lay her down on a bed. I take one look around the room and realize that this must be Mike's bedroom. I would love to snoop around and see if he has any creepy pictures of my sisters anywhere, but this room and the drunk girl creeps me out a bit. I walk out of there and carefully shut the door, hoping the girl wont wake up. This was a mistake, I should never had come to this stupid party. I'm going to be in so much trouble if I don't hurry up and get home right now. As I walk to the front door, I once again get stopped by a girl. This one doesn't seem as drunk as the other one. She's got long blonde hair and a black dress. She's pretty, for a human.

"You're Edward Cullen, right?"

I nod and offers her a small smile.

"I'm Jenna. We have math together."

"We do? I've never seen you in math before" I say, confused.

She laughs and whispers to me "That's because I'm never there."

I laugh at her statement and say "You really should give it a go, math isn't that bad."

She moves closer to me, so we're almost chest to chest.

"Maybe you can be my private tutor?" She's speaking in a low voice, trying to sound seducing.

This is not a situation I feel very comfortable in, and to be honest, this is the first time a girl comes this close to me. They usually just think about how 'hot' I am, but they are to afraid to talk to me. You can't blame them, I'm not an average teenager.

She suddenly puts her arms around my waist and lean into my lips, trying to kiss me. I freak out, and I really need to get myself out of this situation. I take a quick look around the room, and come up with a brilliant plan. I'll just act like everyone else.

"Sorry, I think I have to throw up!" I say before putting one hand over my mouth, running to the bathroom. Great. Now I'm stuck in here. I sit down on the edge of the bathtub, my head in my hands. God, I'm so stupid. I could be at home right now, watching a movie with mom and dad, having a good time. I'm still kind of mad about the trip though...

The more I think about it, the more I can understand my mom and dad's reason for keeping me home. sometimes I forget that my siblings also are couples. I have no idea if couples need alone time, but I guess that does make sense. Lately, Emmett and Jasper has been spending all their time with me, leaving the girls at home a lot. So maybe it's only fair that Rosalie and Alice got Emmett and Jasper all to themselves for the weekend.

And also... it would be nice to spend some time with my dad. He's been working a lot lately, and I've really missed him. I'm really starting to regret this decision. And by now they will realize that I didn't go on a hunt. How could I be so incredibly stupid? My dad is going to kill me. How could I lie to him, and mom, the way I did. I hope he won't be to mad about it. A grounding would be fine for me, or maybe a week without my car. But there is one punishment I'm dreading, and truly hope he wont find necessary this time. He hasn't spanked me in moths, but I have a feeling that that's going to change tonight. And I know I only got myself to blame for this one.

I'm practically the only one who still receives spankings at our house. I'm not the one who get into trouble the most, but I do the most immature and stupid things. And I hate getting spanked so much, that I normally behave myself for a very long time after a spanking.

Emmett and Jasper hasn't been spanked in over a year. Last time was when they pulled a really dangerous prank on Halloween, throwing themselves in front of cars to scare people. Dad was far from happy when he found that out. After that incident, they have been on their best behavior and they do seem like they have matured a lot.

The girls never get into serious trouble. And if they do, they get away with a grounding or having their car keys taken away. I wish I could stay away from trouble too, but it's not easy, trouble always finds me!

I take a deep breath and stand up. I have to go home and face the music. This was a bad idea. As I'm about to open the bathroom door I recognize a voice in my head. A voice that I've heard so many times before. My dad. And he does not sound happy.