As promised, here is the longish chapter. And no cliffies. I hope you like it.
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A new voice surprised me by joining the conversation- or argument, more like. "I-it wasn't Bella and Edward you saw, sir. It was… Emmett and myself."
Everybody, including the purple-faced Charlie stopped to gawk. Except, of course, for Emmett, who abruptly stopped laughing and clambered back onto the couch, his smile gone. Well, this was unexpected. Why was Rosalie- Rosalie of all people- covering for me?
"Oh." Charlie said, and he blushed a scarlet color that may have been darker than mine. His knees wobbled and he looked like he wanted to sink to the floor and start digging his own grave. "Is… is that true, Bella?" he asked me.
I looked discreetly at Edward, unsure of how to respond. Was it right to let Rosalie take the blame? Edward thought so, apparently, and although his lips didn't move, his velvet voice was in my ear. "Say yes, Bella, please."
I inclined my head slightly, careful not to let Charlie see our silent communication, and acknowledged him. Edward nodded in my general direction.
I cleared my throat. "Yes, it's true Charlie. Edward and I were only in his bedroom before we heard your car." Lying was getting easier and easier lately.
Clearly, however, Edward's room was the wrong location to pick. Edward was forbidden to go into my room, after all.
"And what exactly were you doing in Edward's room?"
"Listening to a CD," I replied, but at the same time Edward said, "Playing Monopoly."
Charlie raised his eyebrows when I quickly explained, "Yeah, ummm, we were playing Monopoly while listening to Clair de Lune."
Emmett burst out laughing once again.
"What is going on, young man?" Charlie bellowed, out of control once again. He turned to the brawny Emmett, and I hoped it was clear to my father who would win the fight if he attacked.
"I-I'm sorry, sir," Emmet choked out, and steadied himself back on his feet. He wrapped his arm around Rosalie's waist and whispered, "Come on, doll. Upstairs."
Esme and Carlisle, who had been standing on the side, watching the spectacle, intervened.
"Oh, no you don't Emmett," Esme said, taking on the role of a horrified mother, "You think that I'm just going to let you and Rosalie get back to where you left off?" She was pretending, obviously- all the Cullens knew about Rosalie and Emmett's overly-active relationship.
"I want you both in plain sight," Carlisle reprimanded, pointing towards the steps. Emmett scowled in disgust and dragged Rosalie to the staircase. Rosalie looked like she wanted to pout, but she had gotten herself into the situation after all.
"And you two," Carlisle continued, turning to Alice and Jasper, "What SHANANIGANS have you two been participating in behind my back?"
"Nothing," Alice mumbled, pretending to be embarrassed, "None."
"Virgin," Jasper chimed in sheepishly. I fought the urge to roll my eyes.
"Good." Carlisle said approvingly, "And Edward- you better not get any ideas from those two awful examples." He pointed to the stairs.
I nodded quickly.
"Virgin," Edward and I assured the onlookers in unison.
"Bella…" Charlie stammered, and his face was contorted in anger, surprise, embarrassment, and relief, "You are coming home with me. Now."
I looked up at Edward is dismay.
"Go," he whispered to me without moving his lips. How did he do that? I wouldn't be surprised if my fiancé was a ventriloquist on top of everything else. He was good at positively everything, wasn't he? I turned to follow Charlie out of the trampled door and waved shyly at my in-laws. Edward stroked the back of my hand with his thumb and released me to my father.
Once outside, Charlie pivoted around to face me. He put his broad hands on my shoulders and made me look at him in the eyes.
"Bella," he said gravely, "We are going to talk."
I didn't like the sound of that, but I nodded anyway to get him off my shoulders- literally.
NOW I NEED YOU GUYS TO HELP ME! I know you want to know why Rosalie sticks up for Bella. So… how do you wanna find out? Leave your answer in the comments:
Choice 1: Phone call
Choice 2: Shopping trip
Choice 3: Visit
Okay, so maybe I exaggerated. Not 2000 words. But at least it's not the cheesy 200 words I've been giving you.
The next chapter is going to come soon, and it will be… interesting. Charlie is going to attempt to talk with Bella about sex. Well, as I said, interesting.
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