Chapter 8
Opening the back door, I slowly walked over to where Carlisle was sitting, typing extraordinarily quickly on his laptop. He glanced up and saw the look on my face.
"What's wrong, Bella?" A frown gently creased his stone white forehead. I turned my torso to face where Charlie was standing, half hidden by the doorframe.
"Charlie", Carlisle stated and rose before walking over to where he was standing. Holding out his hand, Carlisle smiled the gentle smile that let's everyone know that everything's OK. Ignoring the outstretched hand, Charlie stormed into the living room. Esme looked over, a worried look on her face. I glided over to where she was sitting and shook my head slowly. She seemed to understand that there was trouble coming.
"How can we help you, Charlie?" asked Carlisle, his arms folded casually.
"I want to know what's going on, and I want to know now", Charlie said looking directly at me, and I could feel the anger in the atmosphere.
"I'm not quite following you I'm afraid", with a short laugh, Carlisle looked over at Emmett who had now risen to his feet.
Charlie's hand casually, but obviously, moved across the right hand side of his belt. The pistol.
"Now, now, Charlie, there's no need for violence. Let us know the situation and we'll sort it out", Esme said now flustered. There was nothing she hated more than violence. Charlie was now gazing intensely into Carlisle's eyes.
"What have you done to my daughter?" he said loudly.
"We haven't done anything to Bella, Charlie. She's fine!" Esme cried. Where was Edward when we needed him?!
As that thought crossed my mind, the door opened and Edward came in, grinning. "Just beat Jasper in a race", he said proudly, laughing. When he saw Charlie in the house his facial expression changed. Walking over to my side, he placed a small kiss on my cheek.
"What's going on?" he asked, sounding genuinely surprised. Little did my Dad know, Edward was currently reading his mind. Edward looked down at me, letting me know that whatever he was thinking wasn't good.
"I want to know what has happened to my daughter! Something is going on and I demand to know what it is! Look at her! Look at you all; there's something not right here. You're all the same. You're clones. You look the same, Bella never used to look like that. I've considered everything; kryptonite and radioactive spiders. Nothing's right. Someone explain before I get really angry", and with that he drew out his pistol.
"Charlie, calm down. We can't tell you for certain reasons, but you need to know that its for the best. Bella is like this rather than dead. Please accept that. She's safe with us -" Carlisle started but Charlie interrupted,
"No! No, I don't believe that. And you know what? Bella you're coming home with me. Pack your things. We're leaving", he said, and grabbed my arm.
"No, Dad. I'm not going anywhere and you can't make me", I said, getting angry. He was quite close to me and I could hear the blood running in his veins. My mouth watered. No, Bella! I couldn't. I had to control myself. Stepping away, I turned my head and grabbed Edwards arm. He seemed to understand.
"Charlie, give Bella some space. There's no need for her to leave" Edward said, attempting to get me as far away from Charlie as he could without it being too obvious.
"Come here, Bella" Dad shouted.
"I can't be near you right now, Charlie," I said quietly. My throat was aching, I felt my limbs ready to crouch, to pounce. Control. Control. Thirst burnt inside me, my hands ready to grab Charlie and drink him dry. This hurt so much. I had to get out of here.
Tripping over the carpet, Charlie based into the coffee table. I was reliving the moment where I cut my finger at my birthday and blood dripped onto the carpet. Jasper launching towards me, unable to control his thirst. Now this was happening the other way round.
A growl escaped from my lips, and I ran towards Charlie as blood trickled out of the gash in his knee. Human blood was filling up the air around me, thick, sweet, delicious. Oh, I was so thirsty now.
"BELLA" I heard someone shout but I was in the zone. I had to drink. Now.
