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Anyways, so here's the schpeal (again): So I wrote chapter twenty-one, but it was about fifteen pages, single spaced, on word, and I was like, THAT'S WAY TOO FREAKING LONG! So I decided to split into two chapters. This chapter is mainly a filler. I'm sorry about that. I know, I know, I keep putting off Charlie. But I PROMISE he'll be in the next chapter. I've already written it. So I know. (Just like Alice!) ;)

So I really hope that you enjoy this chapter, even if it is just a filler. I thought that it was pretty funny in the middle with Jasper...haha you'll see! So go on! Read! YAY!

(oh and sorry for the really long authors notes. ;) i like writing them.)

Hope you like it!

Chapter Twenty-One: Charlie

EPOV

"Charlie," I gasped, as my red eyes went wide out of fear. Holy crap. I never left him a note, I realized. He had no idea where I was.

I listened for him, trying to block out all of the voices around me. And I found him. He was in La Push, talking to Billy. About me.

Where could he be? Oh my god. I can't believe that he's gone. Then, Charlie's thoughts went blank.

"I heard him, Bella," I said. Bella, my love, looked relieved. "He's not angry. He's depressed. And worried. And being a dad."

My love lookedreassured. Okay. We were getting somewhere. I started to speak. "Bella, I need to go talk to him. I can't just leave him hanging like that." Bella looked at me, understanding. "I mean, he's my father, Bells. I have to give him the best resolution that I can."

"But what are you going to say about your looks and everything?" My love asked thoughtfully. "I mean, your eyes are red. You're about an inch taller than when you were human. You're really pale. More than you were when you were human. Vampire pale, Edward. He's going to know that something is wrong with you."

"It doesn't matter," I replied, confidant. "I need to see him, Bella. I need to talk with him. And I know that he needs to talk to me too," I said, tapping my head lightly. Bella giggled quietly and kissed me lightly once more.

"Edward, you need to be able to control yourself first. What happens if Charlie accidentally gets a paper cut or something? You would completely freak out."

"No," I replied, protesting. Although that was probably true. I was a newborn. How could I possibly control myself?

"Yes. You need to wait, Edward."

"No. I don't want to wait. I need to see Charlie right now," I growled. Bella laughed. I smiled sheepishly.

"Please?" I begged quietly. "Bella, I need to talk to him."

My love sighed audibly. Yes. Victorious. I would win this battle. She spoke, her wind chime voice breezy and light. "Fine, Edward. We'll go see him. But if you murder him, you are not allowed to be sad."



I laughed. "Don't worry. I wouldn't kill him. I couldn't possibly kill him, Bella. He's my father." Bella sighed again.

"It doesn't work that way, Edward. Even though he's your father and you love him, everyone makes mistakes. Even vampires."

"We're going to see him," I said, the growl still low in my quiet voice. "Right now."

My love glanced at the clock. "Edward," she said, giggling, "it's like one o'clock in the morning." I stared at her. We had been up here for about a day or so. I smiled at the thought.

"Fine. We'll see him tomorrow," I said.

"We need to go hunting first," Bella said. "Just to be safe."

I grinned at her. Her favorite crooked smile. She smiled back at me and I kissed her lightly on the cheek.

"Ready to go?" I asked seductively, grabbing her hand and intertwining her long, no longer cold fingers with mine.

"Yes," she whispered. So I pulled her off the bed. And then I realized that we were both naked. This was odd.

I looked at her and laughed. She gave me a funny look and then glanced down at herself. If she could blush at that moment, she would have.

"I think we need to get some clothes on first," I said quietly. Bella laughed awkwardly. I walked over to the very large closet and noticed that Alice or Rosalie or both had stocked it with boys' clothing. I guessed that Alice had predicted our future. Together. This thought made me smile. You would never catch me betting against Alice.

I yanked on a pair of dark blue jeans and a red t-shirt. I figured the blood that I was about to get all over myself wouldn't stain as much on a t-shirt that was the same color as it. Hopefully, I would eventually perfect the art of hunting so that I would never get dirty at all. Like the rest of the Cullens. I remembered the first time I was hunting with Bella, there was blood all over me. And she looked as if she had just walked out of a beauty pageant. Perfect.

I hated to embarrass myself in front of this beautiful creature, this conjuration of my love. This reverie that I was afraid to wake up from. But I knew that she was real. This could not have been just any dream. I wouldn't wake up tomorrow disappointed that it had to end. It was just way too real. Definitely not a dream. And if it was a dream, I needed to become a fiction author. I could just rewrite the dream and then become famous.

But Isabella Marie Cullen was real. She had to be real. She was standing in front of me. My love. My life. My Bella. She truly was beautiful.



Hunting passed quickly. I enjoyed the thrill of the running. It always exhilarated me, exciting me. Hunting in the night was even better. There was an added edge of mystery, of secrets. The trees of the forest hid many things. Once, I heard a wolf howl.

We just hunted close, focusing on the herbivores that lived near the town of Forks. It was almost dawn, and so Charlie would be up soon. We planned to visit him at around nine o'clock in the morning. We would be given enough time to explain everything.

Yes, we were going to explain. I couldn't leave Charlie hanging. I had to tell him. I needed to tell him. My secret.

But I had a feeling he wouldn't want to know much. That was always his personality, keeping away from major secrets, shying away from awkwardness or truth. That was just Charlie. My personality was similar to his. I hated parties and loud music. I much rather preferred a day at home, composing music, playing the piano, or just reading.

Bella was like that too. She read a lot, based on all of the bookshelves in her room. She had a very quiet aura about her, much unlike Alice or Rosalie, whose personalities just screamed Pay Attention to Me!

That wasn't a bad thing, it was just different. Different from what I had grown up with, even though Renee was very excited all the time about random things. Sometimes they would end up in disaster, but most of the time, they would fall through before anything major could happen. I was glad that she had Phil. He was a grounded man, kind of like me. He would keep my mother out of trouble. Hopefully.

That was also going to be hard. Saying goodbye to Renee, my caregiver for basically my whole life. I was going to miss her.

Even though I could tell Charlie my secret, Renee would not be included. She couldn't be. She wouldn't understand. She would freak out on me. She could not be told. Ever. I would have to say goodbye to her. My mother. The person who gave me life.

I was brought suddenly back to reality from my reverie once we reached the Cullen mansion once more. Bella touched my pale arm lightly, and I felt the warm blood from the deer in the forest run through my cold veins.

I loved the feeling you got after hunting. I imagined, though I'd never experienced, that this was what you felt like when you were drunk. Except without the confusion.

First, I was warmer than normal. There was a fuzzy feeling inside of me, tickling my stomach and sides. Second, I felt powerful. Strong. Confident. I knew that sometimes people got really arrogant when they were drunk. That was kind of like this, but this was real. Not some interpretation because of alcohol.



So really, there weren't very many similarities between being drunk and being a vampire who had just hunted. But I liked to imagine that there were.

I picked my Bella up marriage style and carried her into the house. Bella looked up at my face and giggled. I smiled down at her, gazing into her deep, copper-specked golden eyes, and I could feel her staring into my crimson ones.

I glanced at the wall clock quickly. Seven thirty. We had another hour and a half before we were going to go to Charlie's.

We walked into the living room together, me carrying Bella. Emmett and Jasper were sitting there, playing video games. I didn't understand how they weren't completely destroying the controllers with the strength of their grips.

I set Bella down on the ground, and she immediately grabbed my hand in hers, intertwining her fingers with mine. Emmett stared at us.

"Well don't you two make the perfect couple," he muttered, his voice intent on winning the video game, but still mocking underneath.

I ignored him and went down to sit on the couch. Bella followed, and sat down on my la. She reached up and kissed me, and an explosion of flavor erupted in my mouth. I yearned to keep kissing her, touching her, loving her, but we were on a mission. We had little time before we had to go visit Charlie and tell him the secret.

"Edward, tone down the emotions. Your sex life is really messing with my head," Jasper said, quickly and quietly. "Stop with the visuals already. I really didn't need to see Bella that way." Emmett erupted into a loud booming laugh. Jasper smiled slightly at his comeback, and then continued to beat Emmett in the game.

The little characters that were Jasper's team danced and waved on the screen happily. Emmett's characters were banging their fists on the ground. I almost laughed, but thought better of it, knowing what Emmett's reaction would be.

"Damn it!" Emmett said loudly. Rosalie came rushing down the stairs to find out what was wrong. Then she glanced at the score and sighed audibly. But Emmett instantly changed his attitude once he saw that Rose was in the room with us.

"Rose!" he almost squealed like a girl. But that was Emmett. I chuckled quietly at his appearance. Rosalie giggled quietly and proceeded to stride over to Emmett, bend down, and kiss his lips gently. They were much more wild than Bella and I were, their kisses filled with moaning and sighing.

Jasper stood up quietly. "Okay. I'm done with this." He ran out of the room, probably trying to escape Rose and Emmett. I mean, Bella and I weren't eating each others' faces off. That's basically 

what Emmett and Rosalie were doing right about now. You could see their tongues. It was absolutely disgusting.

I would hate to have Jasper's power sometimes, especially right now. He would never be able to escape that wave of emotions. I chuckled quietly and Bella looked over at me. I stroked her face gently, ignoring everything else that was happening in the room.

I opened my mouth and whispered quietly, "Bella, I love you."

Emmett and Rosalie stopped eating each other's faces for a moment to look at us. Somehow, Bella's and my romance seemed more passionate and loving than Emmett's and Rosalie's.

Or maybe it was just different. Four different people, looking for four different things in their other half. Obviously, if you were standing in the room that I was in right now, you could realize that both Emmett and Rosalie were looking for intense heat in a relationship. Bella and I were looking for much sweeter romance. Deeper almost. Well, for me, our love seemed much deeper than the love between Rosalie and Emmett.

"Get a room," Emmett said casually and then returned to shoving his tongue down Rosalie's throat. Bella giggled.

I glanced at the clock again. Eight thirty. Almost time. Time seemed to pass more rapidly when you were dreading something, even if you were an immortal vampire. Even if it's just facing the consequences of what you've done.

But this was different. There wasn't going to be consequences. I'd be lucky if Charlie didn't have a heart attack. I mean, I was going to tell him the truth. The real truth. Vampires. Immortality. Me. Holy shit.

"Okay," I mumbled into Bella's ear. "Think it's about time to leave?" Bella glanced over at Rosalie and Emmett. Then she nodded her head quickly, stifling a small giggle that was about to come out of her flawless lips. I chuckled. But stopped mid laugh when I realized that this would mean I now have to go talk to Charlie. Now I was anxious. If I could have begun to sweat, I would have. The perks of being immortal.

Beautiful Bella noticed my nervousness and began to rub soothing circles on the back of my hand, our fingers intertwined.

"Drive or run?" I asked quietly. I was still surprised by the sincerity and depth to my voice. I had never noticed that before.

"Drive," Bella stated immediately. I looked at her, disappointed. I liked running. It was always fun. She noticed this and then said, "We don't want him to be suspicious. We have to act like normal humans."



"Ahem," I said, a playful look across my face. "Since when was I normal when I was a human, Bella? You know me better than that. I'm hurt."

Beautiful Bella giggled and her wind-chime voice struck me again. It was beautiful. I was reminded of her melody – her lullaby that I had written. We walked out of the house as Rosalie and Emmett ran up the grand staircase together, wedding style, their mouths upon each other like there was no tomorrow.

I grasped Bella's hand in mine and we walked, very slowly by the way, out to her jade-green mini cooper. It looked so different now. A much brighter green than it used to be. I guessed that was my new vampire eyes.

I climbed in the passenger side as she took the keys out of the pocket of her black pants. She looked exceptionally beautiful today, even if she did have sex hair. I glanced in the review mirror. Shit. I had it too. Bad. I chuckled.

Bella looked at me questioningly. I laughed again. "What?" she asked. I laughed for the third time.

"Sex hair," I murmured, grabbing her hand again. She looked at her own reflection, horrified. And then she giggled at me.

"I really need a brush," she said as she smoothed it down. Then, she took a rubber band off her wrist and pulled her hair into a messy ponytail. Then she looked at me and chuckled. "I don't know what we're going to do with you, though."

"It's okay," I replied, as Bella put the car into drive. Wow. I hadn't even noticed the start of the car engine. I must really be nervous.

We drove off in silence, and I started to hum her lullaby, tapping my foot lightly on the floor of the car. Bella smiled as she was driving.

"It's so beautiful," she whispered, the wind chimes still being teased by a light breeze. I continued to hum quietly.

Bella drove slowly, for once. We were both trying to kill time. Trying to think of how to start the conversation. I couldn't just walk up to my former father and say, "Dad, I'm really a vampire. I'm restraining myself from drinking your blood. But I still love you! And I'm trying really hard not to kill you, I promise."

I sighed audibly as I looked out of the window. The rainy haven of Forks, Washington looked back at me. I saw each and every tree, every animal, every single drop of rain that pounded on the windshield of the car.

After what seemed like a second, though it was really ten minutes, we had reached my former house. Charlie.



I got out of the car quickly, and ran to the other side to open Bella's door for her. She smiled her beautiful, majestic smile at me and I held out my hand. She took it, and I pulled her up into a tight embrace.

I knew that Charlie could see us. He was waiting in the window. I heard his thoughts. They were angry, sad, and frustrated, but most of all, they were relieved and even a bit teary. I must have really scared him.

Edward! Is that really you? Thank God! But he is going to be in so much trouble! Renée is going to be so happy!

Oh, god. He told Renée. Crap. Now I was really going to get it. Because I couldn't tell Renée the secret.

Bella looked at me encouragingly. I grabbed her hand, stared into her copper-specked eyes, and kissed her lightly. Then, we walked hand in hand, up to my old house, to face our doom in the form of my father.

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