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Warning: Just as a reminder, this story does contain non-sexual spanking, so if you don't like don't read
Chapter 4: Should Have Called Charlie
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, I thought while trying to control my feelings of panic. I was sitting in a cell at Port Angeles Police Station with two other girls from the party. The cops had made quick work of us when they realized we were underage and had been drinking. And I don't think my little disagreement with Lauren endeared us to them either. For some odd reason the policemen thought it'd be safer for Lauren to be in a separate cell than me. I was grateful, especially when they put Jessica with her as well. I don't think I could stand their looks right now without losing it again.
I was feeling like shit, both emotionally and physically. The alcohol was taking its toll and I was fighting off nausea and a headache. I was also in a panic because the cops wanted someone to come pick me up, and there was no one who I wanted to tell I'd been arrested. I was allowed to call one person, and I had desperately tried to get a hold of Angela. However, she didn't pick up and I refused to leave a message in case someone besides her heard it.
There was no way in hell I was going to call Charlie. He would show up furious that his only daughter was arrested and then I'd have to deal with his yelling and being grounded from Edward until I was 30. I then thought of calling Carlisle, but quickly shook my head at that notion. If I called him, I'd have to admit to lying in addition to everything else and I couldn't handle his disappointment. If truth be told, I was also afraid of what he'd do. I'd been told by Edward that Carlisle wasn't shy about expressing his displeasure in his children's behaviors by means of a well spanked bottom. I shook my head at that thought and told myself that since I wasn't really Carlisle's kid yet he wouldn't do that, but better safe than sorry.
A cop came up to our cell, looked at me, and told me I had a chance to place another call again. I told him no, but he said if I didn't place a call then they would be forced to call Chief Swan. I panicked at the thought and exclaimed, "OK! I have someone I'd like to call". I quickly decided that calling Carlisle wouldn't be that big a deal. Carlisle is really compassionate and understanding, I repeated in my head. Once I reached the phone I slowly dialed the Cullen's home number, but no one answered. I dialed again, but got the same response. I groaned out loud in frustration. I was about to give up and call the Chief when my eyes widened.
Coming through the door like a runway model was Carlisle Cullen himself. He quickly looked around and catching my scent quickly zeroed in on my location. His eyes locked with mine as he let out a sigh of relief and I froze, dropping the phone. As the phone clattered on the floor Carlisle quickly looked me over for any injuries and when he was assured I had none he then narrowed his eyes at me. I immediately blushed in embarrassment and guilt and lowered my eyes to the floor. OK, I thought, this is definitely worse; should've called Charlie.
As I picked up the forgotten phone with trembling fingers, I heard a policeman approach Carlisle. "Can I help you sir" he politely asked.
"Yes, indeed you can. I am here to pick up my daughter Isabella, whom I see is standing over by the phone right now", he responded pointing me out. It might have been my imagination but he sounded angry. I have never seen an angry Carlisle, and suddenly, I was wishing the floor would swallow me up.
"Of course sir", the cop replied. He came over and pulled me over to the angry vampire. I briefly considered running, but the look on Carlisle's face quickly assured me that running would be a very, very stupid idea. "If you could just fill out some paperwork concerning the charges and fine she's received, then you'll be able to take her home", the cop continued to speak.
Carlisle quit piercing me with his eyes at this remark and asked for the reason behind my arrest. I quickly looked at the cop pleadingly hoping he wouldn't tell Carlisle, but it was a futile effort. The cop quickly responded, "She was arrested for underage drinking and assaulting another girl. It took two full grown men pulling at her for several minutes before she let up."
I blushed once more as Carlisle stared at the man as though he couldn't understand what had just been said. I then felt his gaze fall on me before he finally said, "Very well, give me the paperwork and I'll take care of the fine right now."
After Carlisle took care of the paperwork, the cop looked at me and said sternly, "I hope you've learned your lesson young lady." I quietly mumbled out a "Yes sir" when Carlisle put his hands on my shoulders. Carlisle then responded seriously to the cop, "Don't worry officer, I'll make sure she does", while lightly squeezing my shoulders. My stomach flopped at hearing that.
My vampire father then let go of me and said, "Let's go home Isabella."
What should have been a quick 20 minute ride home turned out to be incredibly long. An hour had already gone by and I had no idea where we were.
I've had uncomfortable silences before, but this was the worst. I was no Jasper but I swear I could literally feel the disappointment and anger rolling off Carlisle in waves. I had tried to speak to him several times but each time he would silence me with a look.
I once again felt that if the silence went on any longer I would burst, so I tried again. "Carlisle, please, I'm sorry" I started to plead pitifully when I heard a low growl. I immediately shut up thinking that maybe silence wasn't such a bad idea.
As the ride continued on I began to feel incredibly nauseous. Oh no, I thought desperately. Please go away, go away. All I need is to puke all over Carlisle's car when he already looks ready to skin me alive. As I realized the nausea wasn't going to go away, my heart started to hammer. I wanted to ask Carlisle to pull over but I was afraid of what he would do if I spoke again. Thankfully, Carlisle noted my increased heartbeat and looked at me concernedly.
"Please pull over, I'm gonna be sick", I said mumbled quickly. No sooner had the car pulled to the side when I shoved the door open and stumbled out. I immediately began to hurl whatever was left in my stomach. As I was dry heaving I felt Carlisle holding up my hair and rubbing my back comfortingly. I immediately began to cry pitifully because I felt I didn't deserve such kindness from him.
As I tried to stop the tears and stand up, Carlisle stood me up and pulled me to his chest. "Shhh, shhh" he whispered to me. "Hush now sweetie, it's OK" he continued while rubbing my back. I continued crying while throwing in, "I'm sorry" every few seconds.
"I know Bella", he replied tiredly "but let's not talk about that right now." He continued to hold me and rub my back while muttering soothing words to me until I calmed down and pulled away embarrassed. He put his finger under my chin and pulled it so that I was looking into his face. He rubbed the tears off my face and smiled gently at me. "Alright now?", he asked. I nodded at him and smiled back tentatively.
"Good", he replied "then let's get you home and into bed." He helped me into the car and as I was buckling he was already in his seat and buckled. I lay my head against the cool window as we drove home again. Bed sounded like an excellent idea, I thought. I felt lighter after the cry, especially since it seemed Carlisle didn't hate me for what I'd done. I smiled softly as I remembered his arms comforting me. Charlie wasn't a touchy feely kind of guy, and if I'd been throwing up with him, he would have probably thrown me a towel and walked away. Carlisle is exactly what I would picture the perfect dad to be like. I sleepily began to wonder what would happen tomorrow when I felt strong arms pick me up. I smiled and thought, it feels nice to be taken care of, and maybe it wasn't such a bad idea that Carlisle picked me up. "Thanks dad", I mumbled sleepily as I drifted into the world of dreams.
A/N: I didn't get very man reviews for the last chapter which is disappointing. Thanks a lot to those who did, it means a lot to me. Please review you guys, because if no one really shows any interest, I'll just take down the story