Chapter 9

Bella had broken into sobs again and Charlie demanded to know 'what the hell is going on here, where is Waylon?'. Bella sobbed louder when his name was mentioned. Charlie met my eyes as I descended the stairs, handcuffed. He jumped up from Bella and rushed toward me.

His fist smashed into my jaw before anyone could stop him. A shocked gasp was followed by shouts from all the other people in the room. Charlie was dragged into the kitchen, and I was taken out on the porch to give my statement to an investigator, the only investigator they had in Forks. I explained how I heard Bella scream as I walked down the sidewalk past the house. No one questioned why I was walking, no one cared why, they were all too thankful I was there to save Bella.

Charlie came out to apologize when he was told the real story. His eyes were red-rimmed, and I saw him doing his best to hold on to his emotions. It couldn't have been easy to hold them in. His little girl was almost raped by one of his best friends. Couldn't have been easy at all.