SEPTEMBER 30 (STORY)

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"Bella, what the hell do you know about the Newton kid's car?" I could see the fire lit behind my father's eyes.

"Well, daddy." I decided to try the nice approach. "He's been an ass at school and I decided he needed some punishment."

"Go on."

"Well, I, sort of, took off after school that day and went to Port Angeles......"

"YOU WHAT?" I felt my neck crack as I looked quickly in one direction at my father and then in Edward's. They were both pissed.

I cringed as I watched my father's eyes turn from me to Edward. I saw the confusion and then the knowledge creep in. Damn, that asshole. He's done me in for sure now.

"Okay, first of all, you, fuck off." I pointed in Edward's direction. "You just made things a lot more complicated. So you have a choice, shut up or get out."

Just because he and I were going to try a go at this thing didn't mean I had to roll over and play puppy. I watched as he sat on the chair by the window. I whipped my head around towards the laughter coming from the other end of the room.

"Alice, shut up. You and your visions have caused enough grief for me. Your laughter isn't helping either." She instantly stopped and found a corner and became still as a statue.

I turned to Rosalie. "Do you want in on this too?"

"Nope. You're doing a great job. Couldn't have done better myself." She was being honest. She was very thick skulled but had her opinions and wasn't afraid to show them. But she also, secretively, knew when to pick the battles and when to let someone else pick. She could still become a good friend.

"Hey, over here. I am your father and I have some things to say."

"Dad......" I interrupted.

"No way. No 'dad, I'm sorry'. First, Port Angeles. Second, Mike Newton. Then we'll talk about the rest." My father glared at Edward.

"Yes, sir." I knew he was mad. I hadn't seen him like this in a long time. I could still salvage this as long as everyone else kept silent.

"Sit. Now."

I sat on the couch and leered at Edward. He knew the damage he had caused and tried to apologize with his eyes. It wasn't going to work. He was in shit and knew it.

"Now. Port Angeles. Why?"

"Well, I needed supplies."

"For what?" As if he didn't already know.

"Mike's car."

"Why Port Angeles? Why not in Forks? Damn, Bella, you could have been killed going there."

"How was I suppose to know vampires were trying to kill me? Everyone was keeping secrets."

"That doesn't answer the question." I could see the frustration in his face.

"Dad, I am a cop's daughter. If I bought the supplies here it would have taken you all of two minutes to find out it was me. I'm not that stupid. Give me some credit."

"Never. No credits, no leeway. So punishment for one, going to Port Angeles, two for being a smart ass, three for planning and executing your plan. Now, next. Explain the car."

"Well.....I kind of.....might have.....been the one...who wrote on the car."

I heard a snicker outside the window. "Fuck off, Emmett."

"I'll take care of that." Rosalie stated and was gone.

"I want to hear the words from your mouth, young lady. What did you do to the car?"

"I wrote 'dick' on it and then drew a picture around the word." I couldn't believe he was making me say it. The next question drew horror from my eyes.

"What was the picture, Bella?"

"Ah, come on, dad. Don't make me say it."

"You can't say it but you can certainly draw it. No. I want the words, Bella."

I lowered my head. Edward and Alice still didn't know any of this or the why for it. I knew what would happen once Edward knew everything. Kill that bird first.

I looked at Edward, pointing my finger. "You say or do anything and I will rip your head off. Understand?"

Edward darted his eyes from me to my father. He finally looked at Alice who gave him "she'll do it" look. He looked back at me and nodded.

I looked back to my father. "I made a picture of a penis." I stressed the word just to make him as uncomfortable as he was making me.

It worked. He walked away for a moment and I could see him settle himself physically before returning. "Why, Bella? Why would you do something so stupid? Do you know what kind of trouble you could have gotten yourself into?"

"Dad, I turned 18. Juvie record sealed. Juvie criminal who knows how to cover her tracks. Juvenile delinquent who has a cop for a father. Remember? I covered all my tracks. No finger prints and the handwritten was done with my bad hand."

My father shook his head in disbelief. I could see the hairs on his head turning gray. "Your juvenile record has been sealed but it can still be used for the next five years, Bells. To add to that, this stunt you pulled was after your birthday so no excuse. I want one more answer on this. Why did you do it?"

Now it was my turn to be uncomfortable. I stood and walked cautiously to the window. I couldn't face any of them as the words fell from my mouth. "Because that asshole has been a creepy stalker since I arrived in Forks."

I'm not sure who reacted first but by the time I spun around Edward, Alice and my father were all screaming at me. I heard some of the questions like "Why didn't you tell me?" and "Is this the reason for Jessica?" Then there were the comments. "I'm going kill him." "Restraining order." "Jail."

I waited till the commotion died down. Alice was the first to laugh. I stared shocked at her as did everyone else.

"Alice, this isn't funny." Carlisle said, still standing in the corner.

"I think it is. He is a dick and I would've paid money to see the look on his face when he saw his car."

That settled everyone down.

"Okay, so punishment. One, defacing the car, two, hiding the stalker issue and three, being a juvenile delinquent."

Damn, my punishment was going to be sever if this didn't stop soon.

"So, did you drive your bike or the one in the garage to Port Angeles?" My father continued.

"Mine. Wait. You know about the garage?"

"I know everything, Bells. I'm a father." I saw Carlisle nod in agreement. Not helping, vampire.

"Answer me this. What is up with the bike?"

"I was just like you when I was younger. I grew up a little after you were born and the bike is just a memory of that time."

"Bullshit. That bike was in perfect condition. There wasn't a scratch on her. Truth, dad."

"This isn't about me. This is about you. You stole the key to the garage and the bike. You stole my bike from the garage. I see it has a couple of scratches on it now. Care to explain."

"Do you really want to hear how I was racing it through the woods and....."

"NO! It was a rhetorical question."

I closed my mouth. Now wasn't the time to be a smart ass. He was getting more ammunition to use against me.

"How did your bike get here?"

"I don't know. I......" I thought for a minute. "Dad, who specifically gave me my locket?"

"Billy Black's kid, Jacob. Why?"

"That's who you should be asking about my bike. The keys were with the locket."

"God damn kid. I told Billy this was happening."

"What's happening, dad?"

"Jacob's got a bit of a crush on you."

I heard Edward hiss. I turned and saw he was pissed off at the mention of this. The question I had was why?

"Bella, listen to me." My father walked over and wrapped his arms around me. He pulled me in protectively. "Jacob is wolf too. Do you understand?"

I was confused. "No."

"Wolves imprint with their mates, Bella." Carlisle answered.

"What does that mean?"

"When they imprint they become anything the mate wants them to be. A friend, a servant, a lover. All wolves who imprint will stop at nothing to make the person their lover. He is now naturally obsessed with you. That is 'if' he has imprinted." He turned from me to my father. "We don't know anything for sure."

"She'll be fine. I won't let that mutt come anywhere near her." Edward answered. Fuck, the protective hero again. Why did he have to do this? I wasn't a simple princess who had been locked away from the world my whole life.

"You. Now there's a conversation for us to have. I want answers and if you two were smart you would be careful what answers you give me." My father bellowed.

I looked at Edward and silently thanked him for opening his mouth. I could see the apology in his eyes. He'll pay for it later.

"So what is going on with you two?"

I looked at Alice. She was watching and waiting for the answers also. I could see the twinkle in her eyes. She was practically bouncing in excitement. Damn, there was no safety net here this time.

"Edward's important to me. Dad, listen." I needed him to understand and now this conversation was getting personal. "I've been through a lot. You know that. You know I won't jump into anything. I won't allow myself to be hurt in anyway again. You need to trust me on this one. Please."

He looked at me. I could see the hurt in his face. He was in pain knowing that he hadn't been able to protect me in Phoenix. He wanted to protect me now but I was asking him to let me go.

"Bella, if any harm comes to you, I......." He trailed off. I walked over and hugged him tightly.

"I'm safe, daddy. I'm okay with this." Wrong words.

"Well, I'm not. I just won't roll over and die on this one, Bella. Grounded. One week. No leaving the house for any reason. And you." He looked at Edward. "No entrance into this house for one week. I need time to get use to this and I want one week."

"But, dad."

"No. I will make it two weeks. If this is real for you one week won't make a difference. This grounding is also for the rest of it. You caused a lot of problems and broke a lot of the rules we agreed to when you first got here. One week."

I lowered my head. I knew I had a good fight left in me but my father had given me a way out. He was willing to give Edward a chance but didn't want to have to say the words. I would allow him to keep his fatherly pride.

I didn't say one word. I walked over to Edward. I looked into his eyes. I knew I would see those every changing colors again for a week. I kissed him gently on his lips and then pulled away. He smiled at me and then in shock. I pulled back my hand, balled it into a fist and brought it into contact with his stomach. It was a mistake on my part. I didn't break any bones but my hand would be bruised.

"What was that for?" His voice was full of confusion.

"For opening your mouth and causing some of this stupidity. My grounding is partially your fault, asshole." I smiled at him. I needed him to know I wasn't completely pissed off at him.

I walked out of the room and climbed the stairs to my room. I tried to close my door and found something blocking it. I turned and found Carlisle silently waiting for permission to enter. I opened the door back up and sat patiently on my bed.

I cradled my hand while he examined it. "I've never seen someone as stubborn as you. You are good for him."

"I hope he's good for me."

"Time will tell." Carlisle refused to sugar coat the future.

I knew Edward and I were from different times so there were different ideals and attitudes that would be hard for us to both overcome.

"Carlisle. Can I ask you one question?"

"Of course."

"Will Edward come and see me tonight?"

"I don't think so. He's too much of a gentleman. He won't go against your father."

"I knew it."

Carlisle laughed. "It's only a week."

"That's rich coming from a vampire. Edward won't even think twice about it."

"You're wrong. He'll make the house miserable that he can't see you. We've been through that once because of you. Remember?"

"He does care." I said more to myself than to Carlisle.

"Good night, Bella. I'll see you in a week."

"Thanks."

Carlisle closed my door and I walked over to my dresser. I opened the drawer and pulled out a set of pajamas. I tore off my clothes and got changed. It had been a long day and I was now emotionally, mentally and physically exhausted.

I emptied the contents of my backpack onto my bed and set my laptop back up and turned it on. As it came to live I put all of the other items away. Clothes back in the dresser and the closet. Money back in its hiding place.

I went back to the dresser and picked up my bathroom bag and proceeded to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and ran my brush through my hair. After putting my hair into an elastic, I washed my face of the dirt and makeup that was caked on it. I gathered everything back up and headed back to my room.

I sat at my computer and opened my diary. I chuckled at my situation as I wrote cryptically about the events of the day. I paused at the sound of my window opening. I shut the file down and turned, knowing who was in my room.

"You are an asshole."

"Hey. I'm here. I'm disobeying your father. Give me some credit." His voice musically answered.

I walked over and he took my mangled hand. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah. You had it coming. You must have known how my father would reacted."

"I couldn't help it. Why didn't you tell me about Mike?"

"Cause I'm not weak. I can handle that bastard."

"Not by yourself. Not now. I told you I would be close by. That means against him too."

"Thank you."

"Your welcome. But for what exactly?"

"One, being you. Two, for not promising anything."

Edward picked me up and pulled me close to his face. "Anytime."

I leaned in and kissed him. It wasn't gentle. I could feel the dazzle taking over. Something inside wanted out and I wasn't going to fight it. Not with him.

I found myself on my bed and locked in a deep kiss with a true man. I ran my hands through his hair. I could feel his cold hands running down my ribs and onto my hips. I moved enough that I could wrap my legs around his waist.

He took a quick deep breath. He pulled away from my face and gazed down at me. "We should stop."

"Why?"

"Because if we don't.......I don't want to push this too fast. You still need time."

"Edward."

"Yes."

"Shut up and stop being a gentleman and just be a man with needs. Show me what love is suppose to be."

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