A/N: Hey guys. Thanks so much for reviewing. They really inspired me to write more and I've made this chapter a little longer for those of you who said my chapters were too short. But I usually like to keep my chapters short and well written so I can't promise you that I'll keep it up. Anyways, what do you guys think of the story so far? Should I continue? Please review and criticize too-flames are welcome.

"Hey Dad," I said, as I walked in and sat down next to him, something I rarely did. He noticed the irregularity of my behavior and, unfortunately, commented. "Is something wrong?" He asked, placing his arm around me in a fatherly motion. I was thankful for the moment, trying to register in every detail.

"I got bored," the lie flowed through my lips naturally. This was a surprise even to myself, but Charlie wasn't suspicious.

"Bored?" He laughed and I laughed with him, too. "Since when do you get bored?" His tone was light and I kept my eyes trained away from his face as I responded with another lie, "I finished my homework and I couldn't sleep and no school tomorrow!" My voice grew with excitement, though, not for the same reason Charlie would have thought.

"So what are your plans for summer?" He asked, nonchalantly and I knew his real intentions, so I did my best to change the subject. "Plans? You know…between Edward and you, I think I'll be a little too busy to have my own plans." My voice was still light; I was trying my hardest to keep it that way, to cover up my lies with a false sense of security.

"Bells…" Charlie sighed, shaking his head and pulling his hand back. I felt the warmth dissipate and I longed for him to put it back. He didn't.

"I know what you think, Dad, but I promise I'll make it up to you. You know I'm an adult now and I want this, please accept it and let me go." I wasn't asking for his permission but the mere thought of knowing that he accepted our relationship was something I could feed on when I became sad or entered my nostalgic thoughts. Part of me was hoping that I'd forget in the painful process of my transformation, but the other part wanted me to hold on to them, savior every last detail.

"Honey, you know what I think about this. Edward left you and then just came back like nothing ever happened. What if he did that again? I can't see you hurt like that again." I could feel the pain of his words vibrating off of him.

Why couldn't he understand that it wouldn't happen again? That Edward would never leave me after I was turned. I'd be everything he ever wanted and more. But I couldn't tell Charlie this, not without telling him about the Cullen's secret.

"Dad we love each other. That won't happen." I gulped as I remembered the time in which Edward had left me and I was forced to think that I would never see him again.

"We're going to get married." I had this conversation with him before, but I hadn't told him when he wedding was. Charlie and Renee only knew that we were engaged, nothing more. It would break their hearts even more if our wedding was all planned out and then I'd just mysteriously disappeared.

"Oh, Bells. I'm happy for you. I really am. I just can't help but worry. It's my job, remember?" he threw me in a hug. I was so grateful for this. I hugged him back and buried my head in his shoulder. I could smell his leather jacket on him. I inhaled deeply, wanting to remember that scent. "I love you, dad" I answered.

"I love you too, Bella." He pulled away and I noticed the time. Edward would be here very soon. Suddenly, I could feel my eyes heat up. I looked away and tried to swallow, hoping he wouldn't notice, it would make it only that much harder if I was crying.

"Dad?" I knew this was unexpected, but Edward would be here soon…

"Yeah?" He answered, his gaze fixed on something to the side of me. "Edward asked me out to the movies tonight, I think he's going to be here soon."

"Oh." I could tell he wasn't expecting that. "You should go get ready." I heard the reluctance in his voice, and it almost made me break down right there. I swallowed and got up. "Thanks, dad." I told him before leaving. "For everything," I added, knowing he heard me.

"Bella?" He said, making me turn around. I nodded my head in acknowledge-ment, afraid to say anything in case my voice would betray me and crack. "I accept your decision and I approve of Edward."

I didn't say anything. I just nodded and ran up the stairs. Tears were streaming down my face. They wouldn't stop. I ran to the bathroom and turned on the cold water, splashing it on my face. It helped slightly but the tears were still flowing. I wiped my eyes clean and went to my room, sitting on my bed trying to compose myself. I was glad Edward wasn't here. He would probably change his mind about this if he saw the state I was in.

Through my tears I saw something on the top of my closet. My camera.

I grabbed it and checked for film. It was empty. I looked around the room for the extra film I knew I had bought sometime after my eighteenth birthday last year. Then it occurred to me that it might be on my desk. I rummaged through my stuff until I spotted it underneath a few piles of papers and schoolwork.

I put the film in and set it on my bed as I looked through my closet for something to wear. I chose a low cut pair of jeans with a shirt Alice had picked out for me last time she dragged me to the mall. Looking in the mirror, satisfied, I turned around to go to the bathroom again, this time in order to fix my hair. My tears had stopped flowing, but my eyes were blood red.

I sank down, leaning against the wall, closing my eyes, willing myself to calm. It worked, in less than five minutes my thoughts centered around the oncoming night.

Grudgingly, I picked myself up and brushed my hair, noticing the how smooth it was. I studied my appearance, wondering how much I would change once my transformation was complete. Pleased, I headed to my room and retrieved my camera, looking around one last time.

I took a few pictures. One of my bed, one of my desk, one of the rocking chair, and one of my window. Then, I turned the camera around and took a picture of myself.

With that, I headed down the stairs. In the living room I heard Charlie talking. I was wondering if he was on the phone when I heard a voice respond. Edward.

I didn't even hear him knock. "Hey," I said, walking in the room and flashing my best smile. Both Charlie and Edward looked surprised to see me. I knew Edward had heard me and I almost laughed at his acting.

Edward got up and walked to my side, slowly –for him. His hand found mine, and our fingers entwined around each other's. His cold hand against my warmth was an indescribable feeling. A felt him give me a reassuring squeeze.

"Look, what I found. I forgot I had this." I stated, hoping this would work and I could get Charlie in a picture before I left.

"Do you want me to take some pictures?" Charlie asked, already grabbing the camera and backing away, to get us both in the picture. I didn't respond to his rhetorical question. My hand moved from his hand to wrap my arm around his waist. His arm, in turn, held me and pulled me close to him. The closeness wasn't like it usually was but I knew the only reason for that was because of Charlie.

"Say cheese!" Chalie's voice boomed from behind his camera before he started laughing. "Bella, you look like someone just made you eat dirt." I scowled as I realized my face was composed in a perfect grimace.

"Oh, sorry. I though I smelled something." This was a complete lie and I didn't know where it came from but it was enough for Charlie. Edward raised his eyebrows and threw a skeptical glance at me.

"How about I take the picture now." Edward spoke out, unwinding his arms from me.

I half skipped to Charlie who was now wearing a happy and amused smile on his face. "What's so funny?" I prodded, playfully, elbowing my dad lightly in the stomach. He grabbed my arm and made a move as if he would throw me onto the floor if I were anybody else.

"You are," Charlie said, wrapping his warm arms around me. The sudden change in temperature made me shiver slightly. I looked at Edward and smiled. My smile was so wide, I didn't even think it could go that far. Edward smirked and raised the camera to eyelevel, measuring the possible angles in which a perfect picture would be produced.

Edward didn't even have to say 'smile' or 'say cheese.' Both Charlie and I were too happy to not smile. My reasons had a lot to do with Charlie's happiness and my near future, though, why Charlie was so happy, I wasn't sure.

As soon as the flash was gone, Charlie let go of me and I went to stand next to Edward, mentally preparing myself for this moment.

"Be sure to bring her back before it gets too late." Charlie said, as Edward started walking towards the door. "Don't worry, she'll be fine with me, chief Swan." I noticed how Edward had directly avoided the question.

"Bye, dad." I walked back to him and gave him an awkward hug. "Bells, you're so different today. What's gotten into you?"

"I'm just happy." I stated. And those were the last words I said to my father.