Their dating, it's official. Well more 'seeing each other' as my dad would put it.
He came up to me a few days ago with some important business to talk about, "Liz, darling, you know how I feel about Bella. And how happy I am when I'm around her."
I snorted, "Yes dad everyone on the entire planet knows how you feel about her, it's pretty obvious."
He twitched with a smile for a moment before somberly saying, "I would like to know if it's alright with you if she and I see each other."
I stared at him for a moment before saying, "See each other? You just met! Well actually no you didn't meet, you stalked her then saved her life and, and, and….." I was at a lost for words.
He looked at me straight in the eye and said, "Elizabeth, she knows about us, I mean she knows who we are."
I stared dumbfounded and when I finally came to the reality of what he said I felt my anger start to boil, "What do you mean she knows? How could you tell her? Why would you tell her? You just met her! And now suddenly she's your entire universe? She could get us killed; you could get us killed, just because of some stupid crush on some random chick you just met!" By this point I was pacing the living room floor shouting, I mean this was total insanity! He just met her.
My dad gave me his 'watch it' look before saying, "Now I understand completely your concerns and I have taken them into account, however that does not excuse disrespect towards me."
I muttered an apology while he continued, "And to be quite honest I'm a little insulted you think I didn't even consider the dangers to this whole situation, remember darling I have lived a lot longer then you have, a lot longer."
Believe me, I know. I thought.
He gave me another one of those looks before deciding that it was time for to go to bed, he always did this whenever he didn't want to talk about something with me.
He ignored my comment, said goodnight and left.
I crept up the stairs and into my room; I sat on my bed and pulled my keepsake box under my bed. It had my important keepsakes in it, like my mother's picture. It's the only pictured of her and my dad, it's brownish, a little smudgy and the color is starting to fade, but I still love it.
My mother is profile looking at something off to the side, while my dad is looking at her, with such love and adoration that it just breaks your heart.
And suddenly the idea hit me, is it possible for my dad to love anyone half as much as he loved my mother?
No, of course not.
Well….
No, it couldn't be, he loved her more than the entire universe and then some.
But then again this Bella girl seemed to be taking over my father's life…
But he's probably just going through a phase.
But then again but dad never goes through a phase. Ever. He likes something and he will continually like that something forever, that's just how he is. He never just does something because the mood strikes him; he thinks things through, over and over. Weighing in each pro and con. Almost neurotically.
So, the question is, is this Bella girl for real with my dad? Or is he just going crazy?
I mean they've been 'seeing' each other for a bit now. It's kind of disgusting.
And shockingly I haven't met her, well officially, she knows who I am and I of course know her but we have just never really gotten around to it. Thank God.
I. Spoke. Too. Soon.
Because guess who is in my house right now? Guess who's talking to me complimenting my skirt and asking where I got it? Guess who would love advice on how to get their hair so shiny, because she just doesn't know how? And finally guess who ruined my plans for this weekend?
Bella Freaking Swan.
You see as I am a part of the Cullen family people are naturally afraid of me or jealous or both. Which is super convenient when you're just trying to have a normal high school experience and trying to have some friends. Well this Friday I actually got invited to come along with a couple of girls to go to the football game together and then go to a sleepover. This literally would have been the most I have ever done with any human girls by myself.
But guess what? Apparently my dad is so serious about Bella now that I have to meet her. It's not like I don't go to school with her, it's not like there are 5 other days I could meet her, No, I must meet her on Friday, so she can officially meet the family. Because she is meeting the family and as I am a part of the family I have to be there.
My freaking life.
And as if this doesn't make anything better she's really annoying. Like trying way to hard annoying. Like oh my god please stop talking to me. Seriously, this girl is annoying, all she does is talk and talk and act nervous and trip and then talk about how klutzy she is.
"I love your clothes they're so cute! I wish I could dress as cute as you, but I really hate shopping." She said almost a little apologetically.
I smiled politely and said, "Thanks, Alice usually get my clothes but every once and while I like to venture out and do my own."
Her eyes lit up, "Maybe you and I could go shopping together?" She said almost timidly, trying to break the ice, but I wasn't budging.
"I thought you said you hated shopping, do you always do things you don't like to do?" I swear I wasn't trying to be mean, I wasn't I was legit just wondering.
My dad shot me a look that meant to cool it.
My question through Bella off guard, "Um, I, um, no of course not I was just uh..."
Emmett roared laughing, "Ah don't worry about Bella she's just busting your chops."
Everyone let out an awkward laugh, my dad barely smiled.
The rest of the night was uneventful, Bella and I ate a little bit, Emmett made stupid jokes, Alice acted like Bella and she were best friends, Jasper was quiet, and Esme and Carlisle tried very hard in making Bella feel comfortable.
Rosalie and I it seemed were the only sane people. We weren't rude to her (or at least I wasn't) but we definitely weren't as nice as everyone else. I along with her was pretty weary of the whole things and kind of just wished it would go away. So we kind of just ignored her and talked very little.
Finally after it was done and everyone said goodbye and goodnight my father took me to the side and said, "When I get back you and I are going to have a little chat, alright?" He seemed very serious and very unpleased.
I nodded and padded upstairs.
