Author's Note: Ok, so not that many people reviewed. I'm not happy about it, but it's over and done with. Anyways, being the nice person that I am, I decided to add another chapter, even if I didn't get as many reviews as I wanted. If I get at least 12, though, the next chapter will be a double, and I could possibly have it done tomarrow. If I get the reviews, anyway.
Thank you Hawk-EVB for betaing for me.
Now, back to the story. It's in Edward's POV...
It seemed like lately that Jasper's been using his power on me more and more as the years pass. Before, he'd only use it on me every once in a while when I had it stuck in my head to do something completely stupid. But ever since Mutt had turned 13, that's when all Hell broke loose. Everything was about boys, boys, and guessed it. BOYS. How I had come to curse that word.
What happened to Patience? A girl being shy(Or at least pretending) when a boy would come over, and he wanted to hold her hand?
What happened to a boy being afraid to touch a girl, because he wanted to keep his honor? What happened to decency? Respect? A girl who wanted to keep her virginity until marriage? She's worse than her mother had been.
And now, she was in a car with a hormone driven boy. The only thing keeping me from wondering what they were doing and finding them was the fact that Jasper was trying to keep me calm. Trying being the operative word, here. Imagine what he could be doing with his hands...
"Stop that," Jasper scolded.
"Stop what?"
"Thinking like that, your emotions are starting to sicken me." Jasper made a gagging noise.
"Jasper, I think we are going to need stronger bars. I saw the was she looked at him. It was like the way her mother looked at me. Nothing will keep her away from him." I sat down and put my head in my hands. I groaned, and Jasper sat down beside me. He put a hand on my shoulder, and tried to calm me down again. I was thankful for it that time.
"There's nothing to worry about. You're just feeling like this because you're her father. It's natural for you to feel this way. I've felt the feelings of many fathers, and they feel the same way do do right now.
"As for Des, she's smarter than her mother, and you know as well as I do that she would never make the mistakes she has."
Then I heard stomping.
I chuckled. "Jasper, I think you should run. Hurricane Bella is on her way."
Before Jasper could run, Bella was there. "Do tell, Jasper, what mistakes have I made?" Bella looked ready to kill. Her hands were on her hips and she looked like a predator ready to kill her prey. Jasper being the prey, I might add.
"I was just saying, unlike you, Des wasn't trying to have sex when she was 17." Jasper was in for a rude awakening.
Dumb Ass.
"That isn't any of your concern." Bella was starting to shake.
"No, of course not. I was just trying to calm you husband down." Jasper now tried to calm Bella down instead of me.
"If that's the case, I have some ideas of my own. You can leave now, Jasper." Bella sat down on my lap.
He left, and we were alone.
"Now, what's this I hear about you not being calm?" Bella started to unbutton my shirt slowly.
"She's out there alone. Who knows what she could be doing!" Bella was kissing my neck at this point.
"I'm sure she's not doing anything I wouldn't have done when I was her age." I pulled her close to me and kissed her. Deeply. Over ten years ago, I could never have been able to do this. I smiled into the kiss as I pulled her shirt off.
"Thanks to me, at least. If you would have had it your way, we would have. And that's what worries me. I know she won't say no. And Jane wouldn't even come close to saying know, even if it killed him." I put my forhead against hers and sighed.
"Don't worry about it. She'll be fine. And I think it's Zane."
I smiled at her, and started to kiss her again. I pulled away long enough to say, "So?"
Bella slapped my chest playfully.
(Author's Note: Emmett POV)
"Rose? Do you think she should be home by now?"
Rosalie smiled at me. "She's fine. She's coming up the road right now." She took my hand.
"Ok," I heard ruckus upstairs. "It looks like we're going to have to be the welcoming commety. Her parents are 'in the middle of something' right now."
They pulled up to the drive way. This should prove to be interesting...
AS we started to walk to the door, we heard two sets of feet walking up to the porch. Uh oh. Obviously the date went well. I walked up to the door to yank it open and saw the boy start to lean toward her.
(Author's Note: DPOV)
The moment I had been waiting for was slowly coming. We got to the door, and we turned to face each other.
Slowly, he leaned toward me, and...
Uncle Emmett opened the door. At least this couldn't have been any worse than if Papa opened it. Wrong.
"What do you think you are doing?" Uncle Emmett asked Zane.
"Nothing, sir." Zane's voice had gotten pretty high at that point.
For those of you that don't know, Uncle Emmett is a very big man. But, not only was he big, he was muscular. There was no trace of fat on his body, now, or even when he was human. He is the very essence of a stone. Uncle Emmett is also a very scary looking man when he tried to be. Normally, though, he was a teddy bear.
"I'm just kidding with you! Come in! We need to have a talk." Then his face went serious again. Please don't do what you did last time! I said in my head over and over again. We sat down, while I continued my praying. "Now, I do have a serious question for you: Did you use protection?"
And in Forks, they say, Zane's face turned 3 shades of red that day.
"For w," Zane coughed. "What sir?"
"Why, sex! My dear boy! The last thing we need is for my dear niece to get pregnant. I'm cool, I'm hip, I'm down, I'm on the down low!" As he said this, Uncle Emmett was doing the hand thing old people thing is cool, but just makes them look older than they are. My eyes narrowed. I knew Uncle Emmett was actually cool, he was just acting old.
"There was no s-sex, sir."
"Oh. I get it. Your parents never taught you what sex was, did they, son?" Before Zane could answer, Uncle Emmett started to explain to him what it was.
"Now, you see, when a man and a woman love each other, and decide that they want to take their relationship to a new level, they start to show how much my touching each other," Uncle Emmett said with a smile the size of Washington on his face.
"Then, they can just touch each other with their hands. But if they really love each other, the man will"...
I don't think I need to tell you anymore, do I?
Anyways, after he left, I turned to my once favorite uncle.
"Why did you do that?" I growled. Wolf type, not human.
"It was that, or tell your father. Which would you prefer?" Uncle Emmett batted his eyelashes.
"Tell Papa that I'm going down to La Push, ok? There's a meeting that I have to go to." I slammed the door and pulled out my keys. I got into the car and started it up. I started to cry.
Another name to add to the list of boys that don't want anymore to do with me anymore.
Author's Note: What did you think? You know you want to review, or Emmett will come over to your house and give YOU 'The Sex Talk'. :D
XOXOX
Adrian
