7. Perspective

She finished pacing just in time for Charlie to get home. He immediately picked up her mood, he sat back and watched on as she stormed around the kitchen, her anger evident in everything she did. Charlie was never sure how to handle Rosalie when she was in one of her moods like this, he loved his daughter dearly, but when she got into a mood like this she was barely recognisable.

Charlie bit his tongue and bided his time. Rosalie walked into the dining room and he heard the plates as they were banged onto the table, he made his way into the dining room and saw Rosalie was already seated, she glanced up and flashed him a very strained smile.

As Charlie sat opposite her, he loosened his tie and unbuttoned the top of his shirt, he decided he couldn't put it off any longer.

"Well... you tried to smile at me just now, so I take it that it's nothing I have done, but care to tell me why you're so tense?"

Rosalie chewed on the food that she had in her mouth and tried to steady her anger, she was still fuming and she couldn't seem to calm down.

"The phone rang"

Charlie waited for her to elaborate, but when she didn't he had to probe her for more details.

"So I take it you answered it then."

Rosalie flashed Charlie a look of contempt and put her hand up to stop him from talking more.

"No shit Sherlock"

Charlie tried not to laugh, Rosalie had picked up that phrase from his dad before he'd died and whilst it was a family in joke he really didn't like that sort of language from Rosalie. He tried to keep his face neutral, but he did break a slight smile.

"Language Rosalie" he said

Rosalie let a little grin through and felt a little bit of anger lifting off her shoulders, but she was still incredibly wound up.

"It was Jacob,... on the phone."

Charlie started to feel like he now understood why Rosalie was so wound up.

"I see"

Rosalie could see that Charlie wasn't going to push her along so she put her elbow on the table and leant her head into her hand.

"It was a surprise for him to call, I was already annoyed at hearing his voice then he started to say something that really annoyed me before hanging up on me."

Rosalie looked over to Charlie and frowned.

"Dad, when the Cullens moved to forks I got the impression that they hadn't been here before."

Charlie was a little confused at the change in direction, he wondered if Rosalie was trying to change the subject.

"That's right, they moved down from somewhere up near Alaska, they hadn't heard of Forks until Carlisle was asked to join the local hospital."

Rosalie frowned.

"That's what I thought. When Jacob called, I thought he was perhaps calling for you, but he called to tell me that I shouldn't be hanging around Emmett Cullen."

Rosalie had to take some deep breaths to control her anger as he said the words.

"First of all I don't know how he knows that I have spent time with Emmett, he's a nice guy, we get on and I'm helping him to settle in, secondly Emmett has been nothing but kind and nice and he's not done anything to make me think otherwise and thirdly what the hell business is it of his dad, seriously, he hurts you and causes all this trouble and then doesn't get in touch for all this time and now suddenly he thinks he's my big brother or something and is warning me off spending time with Emmett."

Charlie let Rosalie finish and once she was quiet for long enough he tried to weigh up the situation.

"So let me get this straight, you did as I asked and you welcomed the new students. You've gotten... friendly with Emmett and somehow Jacob knows this and he's warned you off Emmett"

Rosalie nodded.

Charlie shook his head and then laughed.

"Sounds like he's jealous to me."

Rosalie glared at Charlie.

"Jealous? We haven't spoken in ages, and when we did we were nothing but friends, so now are you suggesting he see me being friendly to Emmett and know he sees me as something more. I don't buy that dad, besides he didn't just tell me to stay away from Emmett, he tried to say that Emmett wasn't who I thought and that insinuated he knew Emmett."

"Rosalie, I think everyone, but you, knew that Jacob had a thing for you, but you never saw him as anything but a friend. That can be quite hard on a guy you know, he's probably just said what he did to try and put you off Emmett in some way."

Rosalie tried to find something to say in response to Charlie, but she was coming up a blank, her temper was rising and the last thing she wanted to do was start to swear and annoy Charlie, he was very good about her having her freedom at weekends and she didn't want to jeopardise the upcoming weekend, not if there was still a chance of Emmett joining her.

Charlie sensed the conversation was over and he changed the subject, they spent the last 10 minutes of their dinner in an uneasy semi silence.

Rosalie did the dishes and wished her dad goodnight, she spent the remainder of the evening in her room, trying to digest what Charlie was saying.

The following morning she did her best to be her usual self around Charlie, it wasn't often they let a conversation die off like that.

"Morning" she said, helping herself to some breakfast, she glanced at the paperwork stacked by Charlie and sighed.

"Can I ask a favour of you dad?"

Charlie raised his eyebrows and cocked his head to the side, he took a sip from his coffee and put it down.

"Well that depends on what it is, but I don't usually say no to you"

Rosalie grinned, it was true she had Charlie wrapped around her little finger most of the time.

"At School, can you not make it too obvious to Emmett that you know that he and I like each other and have spent some time together, It's just we've only just started to talk and I would quite like to get to know him better before I get to the 'introducing to dad' stage."

Charlie laughed.

"Oh come on now Rosalie, you know me better than that, i'm the perfect example of restrained when it comes to your love life. I'll do my over protective father bit when you introduce him to me properly. I won't scare him away I promise."

Rosalie grinned at Charlie and winked, she knew that Charlie was good at not being over bearing, but she just couldn't resist bringing it up, the conversation last night over Jacob was still playing on her mind, could Charlie be right, she had never seen Jacob as more than a brother figure and to think he may have seen her as more just seemed so wrong.