Hello people, you all seemed extremely pleased with Charlie making an entrance, well being mentioned at the least. So that is cool! As always, please, read, enjoy and review? Thank you! :)
I am TRYING Charlie's point of view here, so be kind- he is hard to write :')
Every night that passed had me more and more worried. Not one phone call from Bella, only Doctor Cullen who claimed 'she is alright, but she isn't ready to come home' each time I called. Billy was there for me, to begin with anyway. Even he became more distant lately.
"Everybody hates me" I huffed as I slugged down the stairs and into the kitchen.
I opened the fridge with another sigh as I saw the empty shelves. I had really gotten used to Bella being here, taking care of me. I was clearly struggling.
I closed the fridge and scanned the shelves, my eyes focusing on the 3 eggs in the bowl.
"Eggs it is" I grumbled.
I tried to cook the eggs, tried being the key word so I could eat and get to work. My cooking skills, or lack of left me with one edible egg. Only just being edible.
I huffed again and sat at the table with my egg and this mornings paper. The shrill of the phone interrupted my reading causing me to roll my eyes and slowly make my way over to the other end of the wall.
"Hello" I grumbled.
"Hello Chief Swan, it is Dr. Cullen, is this a bad time?" came the voice on the other end.
My mood improved significantly- normally it was me having to pester them, not the other way around.
"No not at all Dr. Cullen. Is Bella okay?" I asked.
Please say yes, please say yes, please say yes
Although I wanted her back, I couldn't bare to see her in pain again.
"She is fine. In fact, she asked me to call so I can explain what is going on" he informed me carefully.
I thought that through in my head, not quite sure if I wanted to know.
"Okay" I said as I cleared my throat. "I will be around shortly" I added.
"I will see you then Chief Swan" Carlisle said politely before hanging up.
"Yeah yeah" I mumbled to the dead line.
I turned and observed my kitchen, trying to take my mind off the news Bella had to share with me. Part of me wanted to go now, leave and get to her. The other, worried at the state I would find her in.
15 minutes later, after getting dressed and calling to inform them of my absence, I was sat in the Cullen's living room, opposite Dr. Cullen and his wife.
"Thank you for coming so quick Chief Swan" praised Carlisle as he took a seat next to his wife.
Well she is my daughter
"Don't mention it, where is she?" I asked, slightly worried.
"Bella is upstairs with Edward. She isn't ready just yet to tell you herself, which is where I come in" he smiled.
"Is she pregnant?" I asked calmly.
Of course she is, that is why she has been avoiding me. And that is why she is upstairs with Cullen kid. I am going to kill him.
"Edward!" I yelled, after remembering the name Dr. Cullen said.
"Chief Swan, she isn't pregnant" promised his wife as she stood up to meet Edward who appeared at the bottom of the stairs.
I glared at him.
She better not be, because I will kill you myself.
"Are you going to tell me what happened?" I asked as my patience wore off.
"Chief Swan, when we came back from our camping trip, we found Bella crying, she was hysterical and frightened-
Not again
"- we managed to calm her down, and she is getting better. But-" he explained before I cut him off.
"But?" I asked.
I swear if anyone hurt her I was going to kill them.
"Bella was raped" he explained softly, allowing me time to take it in.
My Bella. Raped. Hurt in the worst way.
"Who?" I choked out.
I forced my eyes closed as I placed my head in my hands, trying to hide the tears.
"Jacob Black" he whispered, awaiting my reaction.
Jacob Black, someone Bella trusted, someone I trusted did this.
"Where is Bella? I need to see her" I begged.
"Chief Swan I don't think that is the best idea" he said softly.
I knew he wanted to protect Bella, and that he had her best interest at heart, but I needed to see her.
"Please" I begged again.
"D-dad" came the familiar voice from behind me, sounding scared and worried.
I turned around to look at her before I slowly made my way to her. I had to deal with cases like this before, but now it was different. Bella wasn't a case- she was my daughter, and she was hurt. The only positive thing about this was knowing how to act around her, and knowing I can shoot Jacob and claim it was self defence.
I stopped short of her and smiled.
"Hi Bells" I greeted with a smile.
"Hi Dad" she smiled back.
"Are you, you okay?" I asked as I breathed out.
She nodded quickly before asking "Are you mad?"
I had to fight the urge to yell at her then. Only she would worry about me after what she had gone through.
"Never Bells, this wasn't your fault, you understand?" I asked her, not taking my eyes off her until she answered.
"I know" she mumbled.
I remembered we had an audience then and I shuffled around awkwardly,
"They caring for you properly?" I asked, earning a few chuckles.
I'm a comedian.
The only one to laugh then was Edward, and that confused me because I didn't say that out loud.
"Yes Dad" she muttered with an eye roll as her cheeks flushed with a deep crimson.
"You don't have to worry Bella, you know you could have come to me" I told her, trying to soothe her worries.
"I know, I am sorry dad" she whispered.
"Don't be sorry, this isn't something you should ever have to do" I soothed again.
I remembered the audience again and I felt my own cheeks heat up.
"Uh..." I coughed as I scratched my beard.
This is awkward...
"Thank you for coming dad" she smiled, a grin appearing on her face.
"It is fine Bells. I need to go and visit the Black's house, with my gun. I will call, every day" I promised, being completely serious.
I didn't miss the fear on her face as I told her that, but I didn't miss the smile either.
"Okay. Thank you" she grinned.
I nodded before reaching her shoulder and lightly squeezing it. I didn't want to push my luck, but she is my daughter and I wanted to comfort her.
I let out another breath as I climbed into my cruiser, thanking the Cullen's for caring for Bella as I begun to drive.
I am going to kill the stupid kid
Honestly, Charlie is hard to write. He is hilariously awkward and great, until you write about him :') But I have never done his point of view, so it is a change, so I hope you like it and I hope it pays off! Opinions?