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Yes, last chapter was short... sorry about that.

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52. Stupid Un-Logical Parent

I was inside my kitchen, pot full of porridge steaming on the stove. I sat with a hot cup of coffee between my hands, talking quietly to Edward who sat across the table from me, his smile and eyes warm.

The talk was mundane, silly stuff. I couldn't bring myself to talk over anything important or even slightly productive. I blamed it on the hour of the morning, but it was really because I didn't want to. I didn't want to ruin this moment. It was perfectly light, happy, in the morning dull glow shining from behind the clouds outside the window.

"So, how are the humans going at high school?" Edward asked.

My smile dropped slightly, and I flushed. "Um, I don't particularly know. I kind of didn't absorb much, and I may have fallen asleep in some classes," no need to mention the fact that it was practically every class; I'd made him feel guilty enough in the last day.

"Ha," Edward barked a laugh, his eyes only slightly hardening, I hoped it was only from the sarcasm, but I knew Edward better. He wasn't stupid enough to not realize why I wasn't listening to my human friends, why I was sleeping in class instead of at home. He knew about my jobs, and his level of forgiveness was very surprising. He'd not once mentioned it badly against me, not really.

"Yeah," I laughed, "I'm pretty sure the teachers hate me. Hey, maybe with you back I'll know exactly what they think of me." Well, their looks were easy to guess by, but I couldn't compare it with Edward's gifts.

Edward sneered slightly, "Of course, I look forward to looking into their minds." I laughed at his almost disgusted tone.

"Bella?" I heard a bleary voice call from upstairs, then a thump and a groan as Charlie pushed himself out of bed.

"That's your cue," I breathed, "see you later."

Edward smiled at me, and I felt cold lips press against my cheeks, and saw a blur in front of me. I smiled lightly when he was gone, bringing a hand to my cheek.

"Bella," Charlie called again, from the top the stairs. "What are you laughing at?" he asked, his heavy footfalls echoing from the steps, the sound uneven from the clumsiness that came with the minutes after waking.

"Good morning to you too, Charlie," I joked. I scooped the porridge I'd made into a bowel, flicking the coffee maker back on to warm the black liquid already inside the jug. Charlie shuffled to his seat, sitting back immediately in the chair, squinting at me. I sighed. "I was laughing at a memory Dad, no big deal. I know I'm just a little strange."

"I'm not worried about that," Charlie grunted, voice coarse from sleep, "I'm just wondering why you're up so early."

"Dad," I said, still touched by his concern, his worry, "I've just been sleeping for, I don't know, a day. I think my internal clock is just a little out of whack. Don't worry though; it should right itself in a couple of days. Anyway, with me up early, you get your porridge quicker."

Charlie smiled, he'd grown to like the stuff since I'd been here, and maybe with the help of the fact I added some honey and milk to the end product. He shoved the sloppy stuff in his mouth, and I fixed him, and myself, a cup of coffee, white, with one sugar for him, none for me.

By the bottom of the cup and the bowl Charlie was relatively awake, his eyes only slightly squinty. He went upstairs to change for work, and I cleaned up his bowl, pouring another clean one full of muesli for myself.

I was watching the news, absently eating my muesli, when Charlie came down. My eyes flickered to the time in the corner of the screen; it was at least ten minutes before Charlie normally left for work. A little frown of confusion twisted my forehead.

"Bella, I want to talk with you," Charlie explained, sitting beside me on the coach.

"Eating," I said past a mouthful.

Charlie grabbed the bowl, pulling it lightly from my grasp and placing it on the side table beside him, away from me. My frown increased. "That can wait," Charlie said.

"What is it Charlie? Don't tell me you want to have 'the talk' because don't worry, I already know about that."

Charlie coloured a deep red, quickly spewing out, "No, it's not that, thank god." He whispered the last part, I giggled slightly, but the tension in the room smothered the sound. Charlie was readying himself for some speech; he was always awkward when he was about to do something like this. I almost groaned, readying myself.

"Bella, I'm sorry that I got angry with you the other day, I was just, well, and pissed off that you were back with Edward, but since you're not anymore..." I had to stop him.

"Actually," I said, he frowned slightly, which deepened exponentially with my next words, "I am back together with Edward."

"Bella," Charlie whispered - anger in his tone. He closed his eyes, and I evaluated his expression. It was twisted in barely covered fury, his face turning purpled. "Please don't tell me I just heard you say you and Edward were back together again."

"Sorry," I said.

"Bella, do you know what a mistake you're making! How can you trust that bastard after what he did to you! There was a huge difference from the very first day, or do you not know that?"

"Know what, Charlie?" I asked - my voice dangerously low. "Do I know that I was stupid, gradually falling insane without Edward?" Charlie's jaw fell open as I voiced the words, but his eyes weren't particularly surprised.

"Exactly, Bella, you were. I know I should've done something. Each day I saw you getting worse and worse, and it twisted inside me Bella, especially the fact that I was putting off your wellbeing for my work. I was scared I was losing you; I couldn't lose you and Renee. Then you were gone, and I panicked, I'd thought I'd failed, and I'd lost you forever. Then you came back, and you were better. I was too happy to even try and punish you. Back then I thought it might have been Jake, that you'd only gone off because he was sick, but now, now I don't know, with how you left again, with almost as little warning as last time... I don't know if I trust you anymore, Bella, and I think it had something to do with Edward. I mean, what if he leaves again? I don't want to lose you again, Bella! I couldn't live with myself if I knew I did nothing, that's why... that's why you're grounded."

I stared at the man who'd become my father. My mouth hung open, my eyes blazing. Yes, I knew his intentions were good, yes my heart warmed at the thought that he'd cared about me enough to try this. But all I could feel now was outrage at his stupidity. Had he completely overlooked the reason for my withdrawal into that terrible shell I'd been? Did he not realize that it'd be the same if he restricted me again? Well, maybe not the same, but I damn well wouldn't be a ball of sunshine because of it.

"You're not serious," I said after a good minute, knowing fully well he was, but needing to say it aloud anyway. He nodded once, forcefully. My eyes narrowed. "Fine," I said.

"Fine what?"

"Fine, if you're going to restrict me from visiting Edward, then I'll just move out. I'm sure Billy would welcome me, or the Cullens, definitely the Cullens."

"You are not moving out!" Charlie fumed- his voice just below a bellow.

"Then I'm not grounded," I said just as quickly, but my voice was more reasonable, I let only a hint of my anger leak into my voice, my tone, my expression.

Charlie fumbled for an answer, a way he could win. He couldn't and eventually stormed away, mouth still opening and closing as if he was about to reply, but quickly thought better of it each time.

I smiled when I heard the front door slam, slightly smug by my win.

Another point to Alexis, I chanted in my head.


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