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Edward's point of view
I had told her to relax. I had told her to grab my hand and breathe deeply. I had whispered many things in her ear, and hummed her sweet lullaby once and again as I wrapped my arms around her fragile body. But nothing seemed to be enough.
She was so nervous I would have sworn she was about to walk her own way down to hell. But she wasn't going to face the devil. Oh, no. She was going to face her father, which was much worse--according to her.
"If you could just take things easier, you would be able to see that there's nothing to worry about." I told her as I parked my Volvo quietly in front of Charlie's house.
Apparently, Chief Swan wasn't home yet, as his police cruiser was nowhere to be seen. Bella inhaled a large amount of air, ignoring my presence. She just stared at the windshield, following the course of the big raindrops from the top to the bottom of the glass.
"Bella…" I tried again. "You know you can't avoid this forever. So…it's better to just do it, and then forget about it. And I know it may sound as such a cliché, but I'm sure that this will be something we will be able to laugh about in a few years…"
She turned her head in my direction just to glare at me. And I don't know if I imagined it, but I could swear I saw her eye twitching in that very moment.
"Yeah. I'll laugh my head off in a couple of years." She said; sarcasm spreading all over her sentence.
"Well, if you want, we can run away and never come back. This way, you won't have to tell Charlie anything." I told her, using my acting abilities to make it sound like as if I really didn't care.
Horror crossed her face, and I couldn't help smiling at her expression.
"Of course we cannot do that!" She said with a mixture of worry and hysteria. "He's my father, Edward…! --What's so funny?" Bella added as soon as she heard my laughter, becoming slightly indignant.
I shook my head, choosing to ignore her question.
"So, you want to see him." I concluded.
"Nn-Yes…"
"And you are ready." I tried to ask her, but inexplicably, my words came out as a statement.
Her chocolate eyes searched for mine, and as soon as they found them, I reached out to grab her hand, which was tensely lying on her leg. She looked like a lost, afraid puppy…And that only made me want to protect her even more.
"I…wouldn't be so sure about that…" She mumbled; terror still flowing with each of her words.
I peeked so quickly at the rearview mirror, that Bella didn't even notice.
"Well, you better decide that fast…" My words came out in a rush. "Because he is already here."
Charlie's point of view
"So, it's seven o' clock and all those who are lucky, are going home on this rainy afternoon…" I heard the presenter saying through the cruiser's radio. "The everyday traffic jam in Main Street is already here, folks, so it would be very advisable to take another road if possible. I know I would try. Whatever it takes to get home faster! And I don't know what about you, Fred, but I'm starving! If your wife is waiting for you at home with dinner ready, let me tell you that I'm really jealous..!" The man said, getting on my nerves.
"No dinner waiting for me," I muttered to no one, feeling quite stupid as I turned off the radio.
No dinner, no wife, and not even a daughter. I sighed. No one was waiting for me at home. Only a huge pile of dirty clothes that was starting to bear a resemblance to Mount Everest; a horrific amount of unwashed dishes, and more than several surfaces that were almost begging to be scrubbed.
Another sigh. Why couldn't things be easier? Why couldn't they just be as they were before? As in…before Isabella's escape, of course—No, Charlie, stop yourself there. Bella has nothing to do with this. You should be able to make something of your life on your own. Oh, well, but I couldn't really fool myself this time. Because things had been easier back then, and it was mostly because I had had my daughter by my side. No need to worry. No need to wonder where she was.
Now, everything in my life was surrounded by an inevitable cloud of confusion. Too many questions, and still, too little answers. 'What? Where? Who? Why?' Every single thought that crossed my head seemed to be followed by a question mark. Pure questions that managed to end up driving me crazy; filling my life with sleepless nights that were usually escorted by even more horrendous days.
And as if these blurry thoughts of mine weren't enough, I also had to put up with the relentless rain that hit violently on my windshield, making it even harder for me to see. But that didn't prevent me from distinguishing the silver, familiar car that was parked next to my driveway with the lights on.
My heart skipped a beat.
Its owner was Edward Cullen, the little pipsqueak that had broken my daughter's heart by leaving, and never even sending a damn letter to her again. Oh, what could be his intentions here? With what face would that Ken look at me when I told him that Isabella had escaped because of him? Yes. Because of him. I was sure that clown was to blame.
Oh, I'd enjoy this somehow.
As soon as I parked my car right behind his, I grabbed my umbrella and turned on my flashlight before stepping out of the cruiser. I wanted to arrest him so badly…There should be a law against teenagers parking outside a policeman's house. That would be useful…
I walked towards the Volvo briskly, trying to emit a false image of relaxation. Pointing my lantern in the direction of the driver's window, I transformed my hand into a tight fist and knocked a couple of times with more strength than necessary.
Just two seconds later, the dark-tinted window came down with elegance, revealing me that I hadn't been wrong about the Ken. It was him; Edward Cullen. But the thing was: he wasn't alone.
"Mr. Swan," Cullen said, but I didn't respond.
Instead, I pointed the flashlight to the back…And I let it fall as soon as I was able to recognize the second person.
"Bella," I gasped, but the sound got lost in the storm that was above us.
Bella's point of view
Oh, crap.
Charlie, my father, was standing right outside Edward's car…staring at me like as if he had just witnessed a miracle, or something like that. Say something, Bella, anything!
Edward gave me another encouraging look that said clearly: 'Come on, love, greet your father!'
"H-hello, Dad." I almost shouted, so that he could hear my voice above the noise.
Charlie's eyes travelled from my face to Edward's several times before he could actually articulate anything. He looked so…confused? Or was it depressed? I couldn't tell. It was pretty dark outside, and he had dropped his flashlight, so…
I expected him to shout at me; to tell me he was very disappointed of me, or something…But instead, and all of the sudden, he disappeared from Edward's window, leaving his umbrella behind.
It took me one second to realize that he was running in my window's direction…And before he could make it, I opened the door, getting out of the car to meet the heavy rain without any protection just in time to fall into Charlie's arms.
Was I scared? Yes. Did it really matter? No.
Because I was back. Finally, I was home, and what was even more important: I was with my father. And even though I knew this had just started, and that I'd have to put up with several more awkward moments during the next following hours, I didn't care.
At the moment, of course.
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