When Bella and I arrived at home we were still floating on cloud nine. It was a dark and dreary ass day, but even that shit couldn't bring me down. I had a feeling Bella felt the same way, as she sat next to me beaming.

Of course the only thing that could wipe the smiles off of our faces did.

When we parked in the drive way a red, scraped, BMW convertible sat there.

And Emmett's Jeep didn't.

"No." Bella whispered from my side, dropping my hand. My jaw reflexively tensed as I parked and grabbed our bags. "Maybe we should come back later?" She whispered, grabbing my arm.

"No trust me, it won't be any better later."

"They could have cooled off."

"Or spent all of their time worrying about if I have or haven't molested you- oh fuck. I'm sorry." She rolled her eyes and sent a wary glance to the house.

"She could also just be here to talk about the accident." I shook my head and started up the cobblestone pathway that led up to the door.

"We settled that a week ago." She furrowed her eyebrows and reached out, grabbing my hand.

"Well we're busted." She whispered. I pulled the back of her hand to my lips before dropping it. As great as it'd be to walk in as a united front; there was no chance that'd help us. And I explained this to Bella as she frowned at her hand. "I guess it makes sense..."

"I love you." I said softly as I reached the doorknob. She smiled but it didn't reach her eyes, they were devastated.

"I love you too." She sighed back. I pushed the door open and was met with an eerily quiet house. I lifted an eyebrow, dropping my bag in the hall. I continued into the kitchen to find no one. "It's so quiet." Bella whispered, ducking down slightly as if we were on some kind of mission.

"They're probably plotting my death." I say in a whisper, just in case anyone is nearby.

"Hey, we'll go together."

"Nuh uh, baby. They'll kill me and probably have you checked for bruises or something. They won't do a thing to you." The distinct sound of my fathers chair groaning in protest as he leaned back echoed from upstairs. That wasn't good. Dad only took really important people into that office. Which meant he didn't think Rose was joking, I was secretly hoping for that. Bella's head craned back as we both looked at the ceiling and I groaned.

Heavy footsteps made their way down the hallway, heading in the direction of the stairs we stood by. Carlisle knew we were here and our secret now. And he was coming toward us. I stood stock still, I probably couldn't have moved I'd I tried, my feet felt like cement blocks.

"Both of you upstairs now." Dad barked down at us as he stood at the landing with his hands fisted at his hips. It was silent for a moment before his hand shot out and smacked the top of the banister, making Bella jump. "Now." He roared before spinning and stomping away to his office.

When I looked over at her Bella's eyes were red. I took her hand and pulled her into my arms.

"Everything will be fine, just let me do the talking, okay?" She nodded and clutched my back. I kissed her hair before pulling away and heading up the stairs.

"I feel like I'm walking to my death." She whispered, her words caught at the end with a teary chuckle. I nodded and said nothing else as we went into the office.

Dad's office had always been intimidating. The large, floor to ceiling mahogany bookshelves. The intricate dark desk that sat in the middle of the room, footed by tall wing backed chairs, the kind you would imagine being in a fancy prep school Dean's office. The kind of chairs that screamed "you're in trouble." And the most intimidating of all would be my father sitting intensely behind his desk.

But that all changed today. The only thing in that room that was truly bothersome was the pretty, smirking blonde sitting in one of those wing backed chairs, next to my mother in the matching one.

"Edward." I was surprised she could move her lips enough to speak. Her smile stretched across her face, proud and disgustingly content.

I ignored her and looked between my parents. Dad glared from behind his statuesque desk. Mom looked at Bella with pity but when her eyes turned to mine the pity morphed into disgust.

"Rosalie came over this morning to alert us of something that was happening in our house. Something that hadn't been brought to my attention before." Dad said slowly, his voice deathly quiet.

"Can you cut the dramatics, is that really necessary?" I huffed.

"Edward!" Mom snapped and I shut my mouth. She opened her mouth again to speak and instead shook her head before trying again. "I am so disappointed in you, young man."

"And disgusted. To take advantage of your sister?!" Dad slammed his hands on his desk. My heart sank but I pushed that aside, instead focusing on the fury that bubbled in my stomach. Fuck, I knew that my parents weren't my biggest fans but to accuse me of hurting Bella- anyone- that was like a fucking knife in the chest.

"She's not my sister, she's my girlfriend." I rolled my eyes and the three of them turned red. Hey maybe ripping it off like a bandaid would make it hurt less...

"And he isn't taking advantage of me! Everything we do is consensual and we haven't been having sex." Bella said strongly, stepping forward despite my earlier warning. My chest swelled as my girl stuck up for me in a way that no one else had, ever.

She was gorgeous and so brave, the way she faced them without a firing squad. My love spread from head to toe as I watched her. If I hadn't realized I loved her when I did, this moment would be a definite deciding factor.

"We want to provide you with a safe home. We were worried about this when we decided to adopt a girl." Esme said, biting the nail of her thumb.

"And I appreciate that. I really do. This had been one of the easiest transfers I've ever had. I've felt at home with you all, and that means so much. But you can't act like Edward is doing anything bad here. He's made me feel very welcomed here and safe-"

"We don't need to hear your prewritten spiel." Dad sighed. "This is not a subject that's up for discussion." He looked at Rosalie and then nodded to mom who led the bitch out of the room. "Sit." He pointed at the newly vacated chairs and we followed his orders.

"I don't understand- you aren't going to hear us out? You have someone else's point of view on this- someone that isn't in this relationship… But you won't listen to us?" Bella asked, still not quite up to date on how fucked up things were around here.

"I told you before. I don't need to hear anything. What you two are doing is wrong."

"You do realize we aren't fucking related, right?" I huffed.

"Of course I do! What isn't okay is the fact that you're using her."

"I'm not fucking using her!" I threw up my hands. "Is it that fucking hard to believe that I'm a person that has feelings and wants to be with another person too? I don't just live my life to hurt people."

He shook his head, "What I do see is you taking advantage of a girl who has been harmed and is in a situation where you have the ability to trap her."

"He isn't doing any of those things! We can't help the situation- that we're under your care… That in no way means that he's taking advantage of me! So stop saying that!" My jaw tightened as I watched Bella turn red.

"Don't waste your time arguing with him. He's had his mind made up since we walked into the house. What're you going to do?" The door behind us opened and closed and I looked over my shoulder to see Mom walk in to stand next to Carlisle.

"Your father and I have decided that it's in our best interest if I go to San Francisco and take the job down there." Mom said, I furrowed my eyebrows.

Bella gasped and I frowned, "What does that have to do with us?" I looked at Bella who was shaking her head, her face crumpled.

"We're sending you with her." Dad looked at Bella as he spoke.

"No…" She whispered, as a tear streaked down her cheek.

"What the fuck?!" I shot out of my chair and my parents jumped. "You're just going to fucking move her states away because we're together!? What is wrong with you people?! We haven't done jackshit wrong!"

"Edward-" Dad barked shaking his head.

"No. You fucking rethink all of this. I'm telling you right now that I'm not going to let you tear us apart because you don't like the idea. Fuck the both of you!"

"You just found out about this, please don't make any rash decisions." Bella begged in between her sniffing and hiccuping.

"We have put thought into it, we don't think it's healthy for you two to be living together."

"Why the fuck not?! I swear on my fucking life I'd never do anything to hurt her! I haven't and I won't. And on top of that we have been perfectly appropriate or whatever the fuck you want to call it! It's just like having two people in a relationship move in together!"

"But we aren't even having sex! We haven't done anything wrong!" Bella pitched in.

"You have done wrong. If you didn't think it was wrong you wouldn't have hid this from us." He sighed.

"Why are you doing this to us?" Bella whispered her voice cracking. "You didn't take the time to think about how this will affect us."

"You need to think about this again; because there is no way in hell I'm letting you take me away from her again." I picked up Bella's hand from the armrest and she held the back of my palm to her cheek. Carlisle and Esme stared at us, looking perplexed. I turned to Bella and lowered my voice as I spoke to her, "We don't have to stay here." She nodded and stood, letting me wrap an arm around her waist as we left the room. I led her into my room and pulled out a suitcase.

"What are you doing?" Bella whispered, sitting on my bed as I began ripping shit out of my drawers.

"If they don't change their minds, I think we should run away?" I said hesitantly, forming it as a question, because I obviously needed her approval.

She nodded and wiped her eyes before the corners of her mouth turned up, "Great minds think alike." I grinned and hugged her tightly.

"I'm not letting them tear us apart." I said softly, cupping her tear streaked face. "You are my everything."

"I can't keep on without you." My pulse quickened as she spoke and I hoped she didn't mean it the way I'd heard it. "I don't mean... Life but this situation." I sighed in relief and went back to packing.

"The day that they make the choice to split up is the night that we leave." She stood and grabbed my cheeks, pulling me down for a salty kiss. I smiled and wiped a tear from her cheek.

"Go pack a little, I'll meet you in there. But don't make a fuss about it, we don't want to give them a chance to stop us." There was a timid knock on the door before it slowly inched open.

"May I come in?" Mom whispered, poking her head in.

"We'd rather you didn't." I answered for us both as I kicked my leg out and caught my foot on the handle of my suitcase, kicking it to the floor. Mom sighed and stepped in anyway, like I knew she would. Her eyebrows were furrowed and she fiddled with her hands as if this decision was made in order to hurt her.

"What do you want?" I asked, letting Bella pull herself out of my grasp.

"Look, I know that you two really like each other. But you have to step back and look at how inappropriate this all is."

"That we love each other?"

"Love is a big word, Edward." Mom said her brown eyes wide.

"It's not big enough." I took Bella's hand and she held it in both of hers. "I don't understand what is so bad about us living together? We've done it for two months now and obviously we haven't had a problem."

Mom pursed her lips, "I'm sorry for accusing you of forcing- of what I did. I really am. I said it in the heat of the moment... I know you wouldn't." She blurted. I nodded but I wasn't sure I'd really be able to forgive her. "I know you don't want this move, but your dad is pretty much set."

"We know." Bella sighed, tugging her hand through her hair.

"Set as in I've already taken the job." She gulped. "And he's working out living arrangements and dates."

"So what? You can't just pin this all on him. It's your offer and you're the one leaving."

"Edward, I don't want to just completely uproot my life either."

"Why do you all just let him push you around?" Bella asked, raising her eyebrow. "Esme, tell him you don't want to go."

"That wouldn't help anything, and I did accept the offer already. It's not going to all just correct itself because we tell him." I shook my head and excused myself, passing Esme and heading into the office where dad sat.

"Do you know what you're doing?" I asked shutting the door behind me and locking it.

"I'm done talking to you, Edward. You may see yourself out."

"We'll then just listen. You might be too mad at me for loving Bella to realize that you're tearing this family apart." He didn't spare me a glance as he continued doing something on his computer. "You're sending the women we love hours away. You do know mom would go too...? So what about the three of us?" Maybe I could relate to him on a selfish level, he did only think about himself after all. "What are you going to do without mom? And she means the world to Emmett and me as well! You're going to stay back and take care of me and Em by yourself?" His ears perked up and his hand stopped moving on the mousepad but he never looked up. "It may not mean anything to you when you send Bella away, a girl you've known for a few months-"

"I love Bella too, like my own daughter!" He growled. "That's why I think it'd be best to get her out of here. "

"Whatever. You didn't let me finish-"

"And I don't care to."

"Mom would also be with Bella, so far away. But Bella and I, we would be apart for a few months, but then we could just go to the same college, or colleges that are close to each other. You and mom would still be apart for a number of years. That seems like a great sacrifice just for you to get back at me." I shrugged. "See, I can be adult enough to examine this situation and look at what's best for all of us, which this is not. If I can do that, I can sure as hell be responsible enough to live with my girlfriend." I stuck my hands into my pockets and lifted my eyebrows. My points were solid and I was right. At least more so than he was.

"Leave, Edward."

"Fine but I hope you remember this conversation in six months when you realize this all backfired." I let the room and he called for mom.

"Edward..." Mom whispered as she passed me in the hall.

"She said there is no turning back at this point." Bella murmured, standing from the bed.

"She's wrong." Despite his aloof appearance I knew dad heard me. I knew who he was and how he was. He'd forever worry about himself and that slice of reality I'd just given him probably changed the whole plan.

"I'm going to pack. Just in case." I nodded and kissed her temple, watching as she left the room.

The front door slammed downstairs and Emmett's footsteps thundered up the staircase.

"Hello?" He called with no answer. He knocked heavily on my door and I groaned, which he took as an invitation.

"How'd it go last night?" He asked closing the door behind himself.

"Last night was amazing." I smiled at the memory that seemed so long ago.

"Then why do you look like I ran over your dog?" He asked, falling back into my desk chair. I sighed and tugged a hand through my hair. Em's face dropped as he looked up at me. "Dude don't tell me she broke up with you..."

"Of course not. But when we drove up this morning Rosalie was here." His eyes widened and he gasped.

"Bro." I nodded and he leaned forward putting his head between his knees.

"They said that Bella and Mom are moving to California. Mom accepted the job."

"Ah fuck, man..." He looked up and tilted his head before pointing at my opened bag. "Why are you packing then?"

"We aren't going to be split up." I said simply, heading into my closet and grabbing a few more shirts.

Emmett was silent for a few minutes before he finally spoke, "Can I go?"

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