DISCLAIMER: I. Own. Nothing. I don't know what I have to do to make you lawyer people believe that shit. Jebus! And I ain't making any money off this either! Can I please get the phone call and strip search I'm entitled too?!
AN: So, how do you like these apples? I updated all of…hell, I can't do the math…I updated a day or two ago…depending on when you get your alert…and here I am updating again! Aren't I fabulous? Yes, I know, please, calm down. *gets smacked in the face with a pair of panties* …yes, well, thank you for those…
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So in this chapter you will not find any lemony goodness. Though, you will find some good ole fluff. You will also find a long overdue of appearance from Emmett and Rosalie, an angry Edward, a strangely calm Bella, and an asshole Charlie. That last one was a given, though, right?
For all of you who wonder why Bella doesn't call Renee to straighten out Charlie's ass, you'll find out why in this chapter. I find it a little cliché and overdone, but really…what in my story isn't? Besides Edward's tattoos…those I believe are original. :D
Without further ado…I bring you…Chapter 7.
EPOV
Okay…so I might have been speeding…just a little…okay…so I was speeding a lot. Thirty-five in a twenty-five shouldn't be considered speeding…okay, it should be considered speeding, but why the fuck did it have to be Charlie pulling me over?!
I knew we'd get caught. I should've taken the fucking precautions to make sure we'd get caught on the way home instead of the way there. This is supposed to be mine and Bella's much desired first date, but I had to fuck it up and speed through town like my usual idiotic self.
I watch as Charlie gets out of the cruiser with a smirk on his face. I bet he's just happy as a fucking lark right now, getting the chance to pull me over. Even if Bella wouldn't have been in the car, I know he would still get a kick out of this shit.
Charlie saunters up to my window, tapping on it once he gets there. I look out the window and see his hand on his gun, like I'm going to try something. This is fucking ridiculous. I push the button to make the window slide down. I figure if he's going to be a twat, I will too.
"Something wrong officer?"
"Don't get an attitude with me, boy. Get the hell out of the car!"
I look at Bella and this catches his attention. He hadn't noticed the passenger since he was too busy gloating to himself. He bends down and looks in the car, "Isabella Marie Swan! Get your ass out of that car right now!!!"
The noise Bella emits is a little frightening. It's something between a shriek and a growl. She unfastens her seat belt and bolts from the car, coming around the front like she's about to kill him. I quickly get out of the car to hold her back. I couldn't have her rotting away in jail while all I was allowed was a conjugal visit every few months.
I wrapped my arm around her waist, pulling her back as she went off on her father, "How dare you pull us over! This is the lowest thing you could do!" she screams as her hands grab my arm in a death grip.
"Bella, baby, stop. I was speeding. He has a right to pull me over."
Wait a second…did I just take up for the smarmy bastard?
Bella looks up at me, completely deflated. Her body slumps against mine; her grip loosening, as I turn to her father. Charlie's face is slightly flushed and he looks pissed off for some reason. I just stopped a fight between him and his daughter and he looks angry about it.
What the fuck?! Can I not win with you, old man?!
"Get in the cruiser, Bella."
The grip she has on my arm tightens again. Her eyes narrow and I can tell that she's back in fighting mode, "No."
Charlie's chest puffs out, like he's holding his breath. He shakes his head and releases a long, slow sigh, "I didn't want to do this," he says in almost a whisper, "but I can't let him ruin your life…"
My grip on Bella tightens. I got a really bad feeling about this. Charlie looks at Bella with pleading eyes, "I tried to see it from your eyes, Bella. I tired looking at the boy like a man, but he's not. If he were, he wouldn't be speeding down the street with you in the car on the way to wherever you were going, and without my permission no less. I was willing to let you guys see each other with supervision…"
He is lying. I can feel it. The look on his face, in his eyes, it's all fake. He's trying to show Bella that he's just concerned about her, that he just wants to do what's best for her, but he doesn't. He wants me out of her life…out of his life.
He shakes his head again, "If you don't come with me right now and stop seeing Edward, then I'm going to send you back to Florida with your mother."
"No," Bella and I say in unison. He can't take her away from me. I won't let him.
Silent tears fall down Bella's cheeks, "Daddy, why are you doing this? Can't you see that I'm happy with Edward?"
Charlie shakes his head, "I see that you are for now, but once he's back in college things will change, Bella. Why can't you see that?"
"Nothing will change," I say through gritted teeth, "I love Bella. This isn't some summer fling or passing fancy. I love Bella with everything I am and I'm not going to let you take her away from me. I know I was a shit kid growing up and I know that you can't see passed who I was to see who I am now, and that was fine…until now."
Charlie narrows his eyes, "If you were a better person, you wouldn't be taking her wherever you were going without my permission. You're still that same kid, Edward; always will be!"
Bella tries to break free from my grip, but I don't let her for two reasons. For one, she doesn't need to hit a cop and I'm pretty sure she would do that if I let her go, and two, this might be the last time I can hold her in my arms.
"You'd never give us permission! You'd continue to push Jake on us and he's just as rude as you are! There's no way we could enjoy a night together without it being ruined by you or him!"
Charlie's face flushes as he took in a deep breath, "You don't need to be enjoying anything with him, Isabella!"
Bella stills in my arms, and laughs softly, "You think we're having sex, don't you? You think the only reason he's with me is because I'm putting out? Because obviously someone like me couldn't hold the attention of someone like Edward, am I right?"
A fresh wave of tears falls down her cheeks as she shakes her head. I pull her tighter against me, pressing my lips to her head, "Shh, baby, don't cry."
She pulls away from me, "Can you take me home? I just…I just want to be alone."
"Isabella, get in the cruiser. Now," Charlie demands.
I shake my head as I walk Bella over to the passenger door, "I think you've done enough damage, sir."
I walk back around to the driver's side, but Charlie stops me from getting in the car, "I'm following you back to my house."
I don't look at him as I stare down at the door handle, "I don't care what you do, but I'm not going to let you keep on hurting Bella. Despite what you think, I love the girl," I look into mirror images of Bella's brown eyes, "even if she is your daughter."
I open my door, pushing past Charlie as I get in. I don't wait for him to get back in his cruiser as I start the car and peel out, making an illegal U-Turn and heading back into town. I take Bella's hand into mine and find that it's wet from her tears. I shower her hand in kisses, hoping to give her some kind of comfort. She keeps her head turned away from me as she hiccups every so often from her sobs.
I pull into her drive way and slam the car into park. I turn in my seat and stop her from getting out of the car. I turn her face to mine, taking her hands in my own and holding them to my face, "Please, baby, let me make it better. Tell me what I need to do to make you happy again."
More tears fall down her face as she shakes her head, "You shouldn't have to try and make me happy, you've done nothing wrong."
I plead with her, "It doesn't matter if it's my fault or not, Bella. Your happiness is my responsibility."
She leans forward and brushes her lips against mine, "I just need some time to think."
I brush her hair from her face as I run my hand down her cheek, worry causing my throat to constrict, "Think about what?"
She shakes her head, kissing me again, "Don't worry, Edward."
I wrap my arms around her the best I can and bury my face in her neck, "I can't stand seeing you like this, Bella."
She kisses me below my ear, "I'm going to fix this. Just bring me my truck, okay?"
I pull away from her. Her face is strangely calm considering she was seconds from murdering her father on the highway only moments ago. She kisses me again and pulls away from me completely getting out of the car just as her father pulls up right behind me, blocking me in.
I get out of the car as Bella heads to the front door. Charlie gets out of the car with his ticket book and my mouth goes off before I can stop it, "You've got be fucking kidding me!"
Charlie stops halfway to the car and narrows his eyes at me, "What did you say?"
I sigh and shake my head, "Nothing. I said nothing."
He walks up to me, handing me the ticket, "You've only got a week to get it paid."
The slamming of the front door causes Charlie to jump. I keep my smile at bay as he straightens his jacket and gets in his cruiser, peeling out and heading back to town. I look back up at the house and see Bella standing in her bedroom window. She smiles down at me, waving to me. I smile back at her, blowing her kiss which she catches and places on her lips before blowing me one back.
I wink at her before I get in my car and leave. The entire ride home I worry about what Bella is up too. I pull into the garage and get out, only to have Alice and Jasper walking out of the house as I walk towards it.
Alice frowns, "Where's Bella?"
Jasper points to the ticket in my hand, "What's that?"
I sigh, "I got pulled over for speeding…"
Alice gasps, "He didn't!"
I shake my head, "He tried to get in the cruiser. He threatened her with sending her back to Florida with her mother – "
Alice gasps again, "Are you serious?! But she hates it down there!"
Jasper scoffs, "Why? I mean sure there's an occasional hurricane but it's still bound to be better than Forks."
Alice shakes her head, looking between Jasper and me but remains silent. I take a step closer, "What's going on in Florida, Alice?"
Alice shakes her head again, "Nothing."
I narrow my eyes at her and she fidgets. Gotcha… "You're lying."
Jasper rubs his hand up and down her back, "What's going on, Alice?"
Alice looks between the two of us again and closes her eyes, "I can't tell you. Bella made me promise not to tell."
I crumple the ticket in my hand, "It's her stepfather, isn't it?"
Alice holds her breath and shrugs her shoulders. She grabs Jasper's hand, "Come on, we need to go."
"Alice," I call to her, trying to get her to stop and talk to me, but she ignores me, pulling Jasper towards his truck.
I swear to God…if that man touched my girl, I'm going to kill him. I storm into the house and throw my ticket and keys on the table beside the door, letting the door slam behind me. Emmett and Rosalie emerge from the kitchen.
"What's up your butt," Emmett asks as the two of them take a seat on the couch in the living room. I kick off my shoes and rip off my jacket as I make my way over to the living room, tossing the jacket on the back of the couch.
"An anal cop!"
Rosalie giggles, "Well, that could be taken a couple of ways…Charlie still isn't letting up, I assume?"
I start pacing in front of the fireplace, trying to expunge some of this excess adrenaline. It takes me a second trying to find the best place to start, "No," I start with answering her question, "he isn't letting up in the least. He keeps pushing and now Bella is in her room alone, as per request, trying to figure out how to fix this."
Emmett wraps his arm around Rosalie, "She's seventeen. She can move out without it causing problems. She could even drop out of high school and move to Seattle wi- "
"No," I cut him off, "She's not dropping out of high school. She's got a full scholarship to UW waiting for her if she finishes this year out with flying colors. I'm not letting her drop out."
Rosalie rolls her eyes, "What are you, her father? She can do as she damn well pleases, Edward."
I shake my head, "No, I'm not her fucking father, Rosalie, but I do care about her. Her future is important to the both of us and I'm not going to let her drop out just so we can be together."
Emmett leans forward, "What's got you so pissed off? I mean besides the obvious. There's something else bugging you."
Rosalie leans forwards with him, "Does this have something to do with you leaving with her but not coming back with her?"
I stop pacing and look at the two of them, "Charlie caught us. She got into a fight with him this morning and came over to the house. I was trying to make her happy, trying to lighten her already shitty day. I suggested we go to Port Angeles and get something to eat…have a date. Charlie caught me heading out of town. I was speeding. He didn't know Bella was even in the car until he got to the window. She got so angry when he told her to get into the cruiser. I had told hold her back from killing him."
Emmett chuckles, "Blood on the Highway. The Bella Swan Story."
Emmett and Rosalie snicker as I roll my eyes, "This really isn't a time for jokes, Em."
They're faces straightened as Rosalie motions for me to continue.
"Long story short, he threatened to send her back to Florida to live with her mother if she didn't leave me alone. She was floored by his statement and just started balling. She begged me to just take her home. She cried the whole fucking way and once we got there, she just told me that she was going to fix this. When she got out of the car, Charlie pulls up behind us, trapping me in and gave me a fucking ticket for speeding."
Emmett chuckles, "Dad is going to be pissed."
I sigh, shaking my head, "Dad is the least of worries. I'm scared of what Bella is going to do."
"Do you want me to go check on her?" Rosalie offers.
I shake my head, "No, I need to bring her truck to her. Could you guys help me out?"
Rosalie nods excitedly, "I've wanted to get my hands on that thing since I seen it! I'll drive."
We all get up and head towards the door. I slip on my shoes and grab my keys from the table. Emmett grabs the ticket and chuckles, "You got a ticket for speeding and making an illegal U-Turn."
I snatch the ticket from my brother's hands, "That motherfucker!"
I crush the ticket in my hand again before releasing it onto the table, "I need to get out of this house."
Emmett took my keys from me, setting them on the table by the ticket, "How about you let me drive, Eddie-boy?"
I could punch him in his face for calling me that, but I just nod since it's a better idea. I would take Dad's Aston Martin out to the old abandoned highway later; maybe the roar of the engine and the speed would calm me down.
I follow Rosalie and Emmett out to the garage. Rosalie turns to me, "Keys?"
I motion to the truck, "In the ignition."
Rosalie skips happily over to the truck, jumping in the driver's seat with a large smile on her face. If she wasn't so vain, she'd be an awesome chick. She is a great mixture of boy and girl, but she's the vainest, most selfish creature I know. She looks out of for the people she cares about, but she will still put herself before them.
My Bella on the other hand had a habit of taking care of everyone but herself. I've watched her do it countless times with all of us. Even the smaller things, like when she gave Alice the bigger piece of cookie she broke in two. I know when she looks at herself in the mirror she doesn't see what I see. She feels awkward and self-conscious about herself and I couldn't for the life of me figure out why.
I get in Emmett's Jeep and push aside Bella's insecurities. I didn't care what she thought of herself. I'd make sure she understood how amazing she is for the rest of her life. Right now, I just needed to make sure we had a future together. I didn't think she'd break up with me, but I did think she'd try and postpone what we had until she got out of high school. I'm not going to let that happen. I can't. I'd go insane.
I instruct Emmett where to go with Rosalie following behind us. When we get to the house, Charlie's cruiser is nowhere to be found. I get the keys from Rosalie and knock on the front door, waiting about 30 seconds before I knock again.
The door opens and reveals a smiling Bella. She takes the keys from me and wraps her arms around my neck. I quickly wrap mine around her waist, "Hey, baby," I say a little breathily into her neck. I couldn't help the effect this girl had on me.
She hums happily, "Hey. Thanks for bringing me my truck."
She lays a soft kiss to my neck before pulling away to look at my face. I smile down at her, "Running me out so quickly?"
She runs her hand down the side of my face, "You'll come back though, right? Tonight?"
I rest my forehead against hers, "I don't think I should, but I can't very well stay away from you."
She smiles, pressing her lips to mine quickly, "I just want to run an idea by you," she pulls away enough to look into my eyes, "I'm going to need you to talk to your parents for me since I think I'm getting grounded tonight."
I nod, "Whatever you want me to do, baby. Just tell me."
She smiles sweetly, "I love you, Edward, so much."
I crush my lips against hers, pulling her gorgeous body tight against mine. I couldn't wait to have her, to love her completely. Her moan brought me back to the kiss, making me pull back before it got too far, "I love you, too, Bella."
Her eyes close and her smile turns lazy and happy, "I love hearing you say that."
I kiss along her jaw until I reach her ear, "Good, because I plan on telling you for the rest of my life."
Her grip around me tightens, "That sounds wonderful."
She kisses my temple before pulling away from me completely. She looks beyond me to find Emmett and Rosalie. I turn to see them standing against the side of his Jeep watching us, smiling like Cheshire cats. Bella waves, "Thanks for the assist."
Emmett nods his head while Rosalie waves back, telling her, "No problem, Bella. I would love to work on your truck if you don't mind. I could probably get another 5 or 10 miles per hours out of it."
Bella laughs softly, "Thanks, Rose. That would be great," she nudges me; "maybe I'd be able to keep up with my speed demon boyfriend."
We all laugh at her joke. She turns to me, kissing me once more before stepping backwards into her house, "I'll see you later."
I nod, "Yes, you will."
She smiles, winking before shutting the door. I sigh dejectedly, wishing I didn't have to keep telling her goodbye. I shove my hands in my pockets and turn towards the Jeep. I know I look pitiful, but I don't care. I want my Bella and I hate leaving her. This is supposed to be the happy-go-lucky time for us. We are supposed to think everything is all sunshine, rainbows, and puppies…but we can't seem to get to that.
I get in the backseat of Emmett's Jeep, turning down Rose's offer to ride in the front. I lean my head against the window and close my eyes, letting my imagination run wild with future visions of my life with Bella.
BPOV
I never knew how much it would hurt to hear my father tell me that I would have to put out to keep a guy like Edward; that my personality and who I was wouldn't be enough to keep him. I felt so low and worthless at that point that I didn't want to fight or argue or go anywhere but home.
I knew Edward didn't see me that way. I know to Edward I am his everything and we've only fooled around. He treats me with such respect and care that there's no way he could be waiting for me to put out before he left. My father obviously knew nothing about Edward or myself to think that I would stand for a boyfriend like that or that Edward was that kind of a guy.
I wasn't sure what was running through Edward's mind when I left him in the driveway. My father just solidified my idea when he gave Edward the ticket. I knew when he pulled him over that was his plan, to write him up for everything he could. However, when his eyes landed on me, he lost it. When he told me he was going to send me back to Florida, I panicked.
I'd never told my father the real reasons I'd come to move here. He would've flown to Florida and killed Phil himself. Phil had never touched me, but I know he wanted too. The way he looked and talked to me was worse enough to make me want to come to Forks. I missed my mom, but she just brushed off my accusations like I was reading things the wrong way. She accused me of not wanting her to be happy and told me that I was being a spoiled brat.
Like she ever did a fucking thing for me…
I earned my keep around that house just like I do here. Nothing but the scenery and parental unit changed in my life…not until Edward. That is the reason I decided what I did. I couldn't let Dad send me back to Florida and I couldn't let him take Edward away from me. I couldn't last my senior year if I didn't get some kind of contact with him.
As soon as I Edward drove off, I walked over to my bed, where I'd laid the paper I'd snatched up from the coffee table on my way upstairs. I flipped it open to the classified and skimmed down to the jobs I could apply for. The diner is hiring for a part time chef and a part time waitress. The couple that used to work there ended up moving to Port Angeles. I called over to the diner to see if the positions are still open, which thankfully, they were. Now, I just needed my truck.
Thankfully, the wait isn't long at all. I'd had time to pick out an outfit to wear before Edward showed up. The roar of my truck engine lets me know they arrive. Edward knocks before I can get my jeans back on. I quickly pull them on and zip them up, pulling my shirt over my head as I make my way downstairs. An amazing feat, might I add…
I take the time to comfort Edward, knowing the suspense is probably killing him. He promises to come to my room that night and after a few more kisses, he, Emmett, and Rosalie leave. I run back upstairs and change back into the outfit I picked out. A simple pair of khakis pants, a dark green blouse, and matching green ballet flats made me look like I am both professional, yet qualified for the jobs available. I didn't need a business suit to apply to be a waitress.
I hop into my truck and head out to the diner, hoping against all hope that my father or anyone of the other police men aren't there. Thankfully, the diner is empty when I arrive. I walk in and Mrs. Betty, the older waitress, smiles at me as I walk in.
"Hey, Bella! How are you today?"
I smile brightly at her, "I'm great. I came by to see about the jobs you have available."
Mrs. Betty looks at me a little shocked, "Really? Why are you looking for a job?"
I smile, "Saving up for college."
I didn't need the whole town knowing my business and I knew she'd more than likely heard enough through the grapevine about how I was dating Forks' used to be bad boy. The less my father knew before I told him, the better. That way I could drop the bomb without him suspecting a thing.
Mrs. Betty must have bought the lie because she smiles sweetly at me, "That's right, you're going to be a senior next year!" she pauses for a beat as I nod my head, "So which position are you wanting exactly?"
I shrug, "Which ever one I can get. I'm a great cook; you can ask my dad. I can learn to waitress; I'm a fast learner."
She looks at me for a moment and nods, "I think Joe could teach you a thing or two in the kitchen," she motions to the kitchen door, "Come on back, sweetheart."
I follow Betty back to the kitchen where I meet Mr. Joe. He starts grilling me on ways to prepare certain dishes and I blow his mind with my knowledge. I walk out with the cook's position and my first shift scheduled for Monday morning, which was three days away. They informed me that I'd be working morning shifts on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Sundays which consisted of five hours a piece.
By the time I get home and change into my clothes I had on early, Dad drives up. I go into the kitchen and start dinner, waiting for the wrath that is my Dad to strike me down. I'm thoroughly surprised when he walks in the kitchen and goes straight up the stairs where I hear his bedroom door slam. I roll my eyes at his teenage like behavior.
As I finish diner, he comes downstairs. He takes a seat at the table as I place the dishes in between us. He loads his plate up with dinner before he looks at me, "You're grounded."
I nod, knowing that would happen. He takes a bit of his dinner, chews, and swallows, "That means no phone, no television, no computer, no Alice, and, sure as hell, no Edward. Do you understand me?"
I nod again, keeping my eyes on my plate. I have a feeling this is what suicide victims feel like before they end their lives. They accept everything because, soon, it won't matter.
"And this will last until you start acting right again."
I nod again. I can feel his anger rise at my silent agreements, "Tell me you understand!"
I look up at him, "I understand. I'm grounded for an undetermined amount of time in which I have no phone, no TV, no computer, no Alice, and no Edward. That's not too hard to understand."
He narrows his eyes at me as I go back to my dinner. The rest of dinner is very quiet. As soon as he's done, he gets up from the table, leaving his dishes like always, and heads into the living room to watch TV. I clean everything up and head up to my room, where I take a shower and change into my pajamas.
I curl up in bed with a book and listen for Dad to go to bed. Once I hear him walk up the stairs, I tap out a message to Edward, telling him Dad is turning in for the night. When his door shuts, I shake my head at the fact I still have both my phone and computer in my room. I wonder when he's going to realize he'd going to have to take them from me in order for me to stop using them.
About an hour later, Edward taps on my window. I quickly jump out of bed and unlock it, opening it for him, "Sorry," I whisper, "Forgot to unlock it for you."
He crawls through and smiles at me, "It's okay."
He pulls me into his arms and kisses me softly on the lips, "Hey," he says as he pulls away.
I smile, "Hi."
He presses his forehead against mine, "So do you want to tell me what the fuck going on before I lose my mind?"
I giggle and nod, pulling him to bed with me. He kicks off his shoes and tosses his jacket to the end of the bed. He's still in his jeans and shirt from earlier, so I know he's not staying. We curl up together on my bed.
I explain in detail my plan to him, getting him to understand why he has to ask his parents their permission before I can do anything. He agrees before I can even finish telling him everything. He congratulates me on my job and is happy about my plans.
Once all talk of my plans are over with, he cups my face in his hands, "Tell me what's so bad about Florida."
I pull away from him with a frown, "How do you know something's wrong?"
He pats his stomach, "Intuition, baby. They way you reacted…"
He sighs, rubbing his thumb over my cheekbone, pleading me with his eyes to tell him. I curl back against him, "It's Phil," Edward's body tenses, "He never touched me," he relaxes somewhat, "He just talked to me in a…he flirted, I guess. It was very disturbing. He tried talking to me about sex, wanting to know if I'd had sex before. The way he looked at me was disgusting. Mom told me some pretty mean things, but, to make a long story short, she told me I was misinterpreting his actions."
Edward pulls me against him tightly, "I'm so sorry, Bella. I'm so sorry that you had to go through that. I promise nothing like that will ever happen again."
I smile, nuzzling my face against his chest, "I know, Edward. I know you'll protect me."
"Always, baby. From everything."
It doesn't take me long to get sleepy while in Edward's arms. I always feel comfortable and relaxed while I'm with him, so naturally sleep comes easily to me. Before I can fall asleep, he bides me goodnight, telling me he loves me and letting me return the sentiment before he leaves. I crawl under the covers and pull the pillow Edward was laying against to my nose, breathing in deep and smiling happily.
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The next morning, I wake up after Dad has left for the day. He leaves me a note telling me he expects me to abide by my punishment. I ball the paper up and toss it in the trash before fixing a bowl of cereal and vegging out in front of the television. Around noon, Edward calls me and tells me that everything is a go. He tells me everything they said and how they'd be happy to help me until college.
When I hang up the phone, I can't even begin to gage the elation I feel. I go upstairs, gathering all the things I'd need, and call Alice, letting her know that I am ready. She and Jasper show up in Jasper's truck. They take all the things I can give them, which is pretty much everything but a few things I need to keep my busy until Dad gets home.
* * *
I'm sitting on the couch when I hear the cruiser pull up. I put my book in my purse and wait for him to walk in through the back door like usual. He does so, calling out my name, "Bella?!"
I say nothing as he walks into the living room. He gives me his most confused expression. He motions to the kitchen, "Why isn't dinner ready?"
I shrug, "I got the cook's position down at the diner. I figure since cooking is going to be my job, you'll have to find other ways to feed yourself."
I stand and grab my purse and keys off the coffee table. I look up at my father, tears coming to my eyes. I wanted to do this with a brave face, but in the end, this still hurts.
"Also, you'll find that my room is pretty barren of my things. The Cullens have agreed to let me stay with them until I finish my senior year," Dad's face lost its color, "I'm moving out."
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Before you start pelting me with rotten fruit and vegetables, I'm sorry. Okay? …not okay…um, how about I update really quickly? Is that better? Can you put the nastiness down now? …no…okay…
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