Well, this is awkward. I thought as I moved past Emmett to see my dad. I was confused on how he got here, the turn off to their house was hidden very well, and it was dark too. I had come over countless times, but still, the location of that turn off was still a mystery to me. I was also confused on why Charlie was here also, with a bag in his hands.
I focused my gaze onto the bag that he was holding, it was a white plastic bag, with lumps on the side, and through the minimal porch light, and I could only guess that it was clothes.
But why would he bring clothes, to the Cullen's? Oh no, I hope he's not spending the night…
"Hey Bells, Emmett, Alice, Esme," he said, I looked around, and from his spot, those were the only people visible.
"Hello Chief Swan," Emmett replied, Charlie chuckled a laugh; undoubtedly thinking of how he thought Emmett would be trouble when they first moved to the small town of Forks.
"Dad," I said, my voice slightly strained. "Why are you here?" I took a step back, and looked over at Carlisle and Edward, who noticed my look and ran up the stairs; looks like my entertainment for the evening was over.
"Well, I thought you knew." He said.
"No, Dad, I don't." I looked to my right at Emmett, who in return just shrugged.
"Oh, well then, let me explain it to you." Well, please.
"Yes, please Dad."
"I was sitting home watching the game, and then I received a call from Alice." I didn't dare turn around to face Alice; she knew she had it coming: The Super Evil, Super Scary, Super- You better run for your life before I kick your butt, BELLA DEATH STARE.
But I could ambush her with that later, right now was a time for figuring out what Alice had said to Charlie. "And what did she say Dad?"
He started blushing some, and I wasn't quite sure what this meant. Charlie and I were alike in many ways, blushing and clumsiness included; so if he was blushing…
This was probably bad.
"Well, it was fine. What she said on the phone and all," he paused to cough. "She called to say that you're going to be staying the night."
"Ok," What was the point of him driving all the way over here, nearing the middle of the night, just to tell me that Alice called and said I was spending the night?
"And of course, I said yes." He continued. "So she asked me to grab some clothes for you." He rose up the bag that was in his hand.
Well that's one mystery solved.
"But there was a…dilemma." He looked nervous and his head was starting to sweat some. "I tried to do this as quickly as possible, but it was hard to avoid it Bella, they were right there, and taunting me."
I was confused. "What was taunting you Dad?"
"Well, Alice had told me where everything was. Your pants were in the bottom left drawer, nicer shirts in the closet, and she explained where everything was." He seemed like he was avoiding the subject.
"Dad! What's the problem?!" I nearly screamed, I was frustrated and I wished that Carlisle and Edward hadn't gone up stairs, but the arms that were being wrapped quickly around my waist told me that Edward had come back down, and most likely, in normal clothing.
Darn, I liked the sight of him in tights.
"Well, I found these." He said quickly, and his face flushed as he opened the bag and pointed it toward me.
There were… very lacy bras and very…provocative undergarments. Having Charlie find them, before I had was another factor that made this even more embarrassing than it had to be too.
"I've never, ever seen those before Dad." I said, trying to calm down, and hoping that my face wasn't too terribly red.
"I didn't put them there." Edward said nonchalantly. I could feel my jaw drop and sigh out of disbelief when Edward said that; although I regretted it a moment later.
"Well don't go assuming it was me!" Charlie retorted, and I thank God that it wasn't Charlie who had put them in there, for if he had, I would've been mortified.
I sighed and turned around, my eyes gazing across the room, not looking for anything in particular, just wishing that I could be out of this predicament.
But my eyes landed on something.
Or someone.
Alice.
She had done this, she must have had a vision that this would happen and was just waiting for Charlie to leave so she could break out in laughter.
Oh, I was going to kill her.
And it didn't matter to me how, I would.
I turned back around and smiled at my father. "Well, thanks dad. I can promise you that I'm definitely not using any of those, but I'll gladly take them and burn them for you."
"No!" A voice shrieked. We all looked over and saw Alice standing up, looking rather peeved.
"And why not Alice?" I asked.
"Because… because… you would look great in them… and, and… EDWARD WOULDN'T BE ABLE TO TAKE HIS HANDS OFF OF YOU!"
I blinked.
I wasn't quite sure if I had heard her correctly.
Edward wouldn't be able to keep his hands off of you…
That thought made being in his arms slightly awkward at the moment, especially with Charlie standing in the doorway.
"Uhm, you know what Bells?" He started, "I'll just go home and burn these myself." With that, he turned around and walked out the door, leaving us all to watch him get into his cruiser and drive away.
"Alice?" I called, breaking the silence.
"Yes Bella?" she replied.
"I'm so going to kill you now." I stepped out of Edward's arms and started toward Alice, giving her my best Super Evil, Super Scary, Super- You better run for your life before I kick you in the butt- Bella Death stare.
It was ON.
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