"Hey dad," I greeted as said man answers his phone.
"Alex! It's great to hear from you after so long," the man exclaims brightly.
Smiling as I speed down the highway, I responded with, "I am too."
After being quiet for a couple of seconds the male asks the dreaded question, "Why haven't you called or send a letter the past months?"
Turning the wheel to follow the curve of the road I hold my breath for a minute before letting it out in a deep sigh. "I'm sorry dad. I was injured and couldn't move unless I wanted it worse," was my excuse.
I can hear his intake of breath, and can clearly hear his quick beating heart with nerves. "Where?" He gasps.
"I was shot on my one side," I somewhat lied, using one of my older scars as a alibi.
"Oh honey, are you better now?"
"I'm perfectly fine, but I do have some good news," I say as I enter Seattle.
"You know I'm not great at guessing sweetheart," the man chides softly with a light chuckle.
"I'm coming home daddy," I sob into the phone as a light turns red at a intersection.
"When?!"
"I'll be home in a hour or two, but we are most definitely getting food from the diner," I softly laugh even though I won't be able to eat it.
"Anything Alex, but make sure you drive safely in the city. There has been random killing at midnight," dad cautions as I hear keys raddle around.
"I'll be out of the city by 10 if lucky with the traffic," I tell him hoping to sooth his worries.
"If you're sure honey, but I do have to warn you, Bella is here."
"Izabella? She's home?" I question quickly.
"Yeah, and she already has a boyfriend," Dad grumbles lowly.
I growl softly at the thought of Bella being in a relationship that could end badly. "When did she come to you? When did they start dating?" I question, letting my disappointment show.
"Two months ago, and about three weeks ago. They somehow got into a argument so she drove back to Phoenix and stayed in a hotel and fell down a couple flights of stairs resulting in a broken leg. Turns out though that the boy's family went to try and fix the problem but saw that she was injured, the father -Dr. Cullen- helped her and brought her to a hospital where they called me from. And right now they are a prom, hopefully." the man explains thoroughly with obvious disappointment in his voice.
"I need to talk to that boy as soon as possible," I growl out to him as I press my pedal down all the way down once I passed city grounds. "Expect me home sooner then 10 Charlie."
"Be safe. I'll start prepping your room then," Charlie softly says as he moves around.
"See you soon dad."
"See you soon Alexandra," the man chuckles before cutting the line.
Taking the phone from my ear I speed up even more, passing people who were passable. By 9o'clock at night, I pulled up in the driveway to my family home. Parking the car I look up the rear view mirror to see my dyed white hair hiding my left golden eye while my right is proudly showing. Grabbing my plane brown purse, I get out of the car and close the door to see the bright red of a zr1 corvette TurboSquid.
Smiling softly at the corvette, I turn to the house and slowly walked to the front door. Knocking then entering the house I see pictures of me and dad fishing with some of dads friends from the reservation and some pictures of Bella's school pictures lined up on the wall. Hearing a heart beat upstairs I go up there to see Charlie struggling with bed sheets.
Chuckling softly at the sight dad turns to see me in the doorway wearing a white shirt with my camo jacket overtop and jeans. "Hey dad, long time no see."
"Alexandra," dad gasps and drops the sheets from his hands, "Long time no see."
Walking to my father I gentle wrap him into a loose hug while he hugs me tightly, "Careful dad, I might not be able to breath if you hug me any tighter," I tease him patting his back.
"As long as your in my arms," he teases back before letting go.
"Did you eat anything yet?" I ask as I pick up the forgotten bed sheet.
"No, because you know how bad I was at cooking," dad says as he leans against the doorway, letting me make the bed.
Once I finished making the bed I start for the door as I say, "Well lets make you some or we can order food, your choice."
Leading the way downstairs to the living room dad answers, "Did you eat?"
Sitting on the closest chair I lied, "Yeah, I stopped at a fast food before I called."
"We can order a pizza and share," Charlie says as he walks to the land line.
As he orders I finally take a deep breath to sent the house, only to smell a male sent upstairs. Walking back upstairs, I follow the sent to Bella's room only for it to be even stronger.
Quickly walking back downstairs I tell dad what I smelled, "Dad."
"Yeah?"
"I smelled a male sent in Bella's room."
"How?" He questions me.
"Bella doesn't use cologne, does she?" I ask rhetorically.
"Edward? Ha, more like Edweird," Charlie mumbles lowly.
"I'll tell him off when I talk to him, so sit back and relax," I say as I hear dad takes a breath in and out.
"Okay, and please tell both of them that they can't hang out together without yours or my supervision," Charlie says as he turns on the T.V.
