Chapter 51?

Charlie POV

I just don't get it, what would lead to them to a fight that bad? What would make a mother kick out one of her own kids?. I sighed heavily as I looked up from my thoughts to the empty room around me. This is way too much to process especially when I don't know what the hell is going on.

Was this why Bella was so intent on seeing him all the goddamn time. Did she have something to do with all of this mess? Could some of this be her fault? "Chief?" I looked up to see Sam standing at the door he was leaning casually like he didn't give a man that I am his boss. I sighed at his laid-back attitude.

"Yeah, Sam." He grumbled as he heard something out in the bullpen before turning her attention back to me. His voice blanks and gravelly. "Bella is here and she is refusing to leave till she talked to you." I sighed heavily before nodding my head the last thing I need it a nasty teenager. But as she stormed into the room her face was lit up bright red as she glared angrily at me. Forcing Sam to chuckle as he closes the door behind her. "How would you arrest him."

I look there at her accusing galore, her voice hurt and angry as she stared at me with rage and disappointment in her eyes as she spoke. I couldn't let him do whatever he wanted because it would make her happy.

"He broke the law, I arrested him but I didn't charge him, his father picked him up a few hours ago. Sit down we need to talk." I could tell that she had no interest in talking to me, her eyes showed her anger for the past couple of days. She shifted impatiently as she spoke, "The last time that you said that you were trying to ruin my relationship."

I shook my head inertly before glaring at her forcing her to collapse into the chair in front of my oak desk. She folded her arms over her chest as she started expectantly at me. But how am I supposed to phrase any of this? "Well, I wanted to talk then talk." She frowned at me, I could tell that she was still upset about the whole Paul thing.

But I wanted to keep my little girl a virgin till she got married at all cost. Even if she didn't understand or appreciate my reasoning. I'm looking out for her even if she didn't want me to. I wasn't going to let Paul be my daughter bed like a revolving door.

I took in a deep breath as my mind flashed back to the call early and the look on Paul face. His face said it all, it wasn't the first time she has said that but it hurt him to hear it. He kept trying to warn me but I didn't listen how could this family be this fucked up. I couldn't live a life without Bella in it. Those years her mother had her it killed me every moment that she is away. I just can't understand Kahlua's careless words.

"Dad?" I looked up from thoughts to see that Bella was staring intently at me, her brown eyes searching my face for something. I sighed rubbing my hand gently over my face wiping away the exhaustion before being to talk.

"I called Paul' mother today to tell her that she could pick him up and do you know what she said to me." Bella's eyes narrowed as her vision shifted toward her lap and her shoulder slumped with realization. "Something cruel no doubt and I'm sure that Paul heard it." I sighed and nodded my head she did know what was going on.

"Try to explain what led to the fight with Jake and Paul, what lead to his own mother kicking him out of their lives." I watched her shudder as if she is reliving the whole thing in her head.

"Well I never told you this but I fell in love with Paul when I was dating Jake. Paul did he best to push me away, hence why he was so mean to me he thought that if acted like a dick I would stay away. But he felt the same way for me. So I counted to date Jake even though I had no interest in him. At least not the way that I wanted Paul, and eventually I dumped jake for Paul."

Though she had a cold mask hiding away her emotion the same could be said for her voice. I could hear the guilt and self-hatred for what she had done as I let out a sigh. So a large portion of their arguments was her fault. Bella seemed to flinch as she heard my extirpated sight. But then she began to talk again, oh god there is more.

"Anway me and Paul had our relationship and for a couple of months, 6 actually Jake hated his whole family, Sam knew and didn't say anything to Jake the same for his mom." Apparently, we weren't hiding it as well as we thought, were never slept with each other or kiss.

"Just hung out and talked a lot. Eventually though Jake forgave his mother and brother. But Paul and I are different stories. He hated us with everything that he had and after a while, he started to say some horrible things to Paul."

She shuddered as she kept fiddling with her fingers as her voice broke, both pale hands shaking slightly as she tried to keep her guilt out of her voice. "What kind of things Bella?" After a moment she scoffed "What does it matter you hate Paul so you shouldn't even care about his feelings?" I was growled as anger began to burn in my veins I don't hate the kid I just don't like him. "Isabella tells me, you need to start being honest about all of this."

She sighed heavily at me "I didn't know about what Jake said to him till a couple of days ago, apparently Jake said that Paul was better off dead, that his dad should have beaten him to death and a bunch of other stuff like that. Paul was depressed about it, he thought seriously about it, the way that Jake talked to him like he blew the dirty of filth. It broke him and he really thought of killing himself. Recently he just couldn't take it anymore. That was a couple of days ago. Leah Clearwater a good friend of Paul, they have known each other since they were kids. Well after Harry died Paul was comforting Leah who is dating Jake."

She took in a breath like the long-winded explanation is taking a lot out of her but as she spoke her voice started to shake and quake. "Anway Jake saw Paul holding Leah and went after him with the intent to kill. Saying that he wouldn't take Leah like he took me. Paul tried to tell him over and over again that he didn't want it, Leah, that he was simply helping her through a rough time.

But Jake kept pushing him, shoving him against a wall and slapping him a few times until Paul snape He kicked Jake before dragging him out of the house where he continued to tell Jake to back off. But Jake went after him to beat him till he was subdued. After that they were all disgusted with his action me included, so he decided that since his family hated him he would save them the trouble and leave the tribe."

I watched her raise a shaky hand to her face trying to rub away the tears that were streaming freely down her face as she began to speak. "We were all so horrible to him and none of us knew the truth. Till Kimmy found him and made him tell her way he had acted the way that he did. All of us understood that he had snapped, he had tried to kill himself twice and couldn't go through with it. Everyone understood that Paul was in more pain then any way of us could possibly understand and they tried to make it up to him. He came home but he is living with his dad now. He went to the house today to grab his laptop and her mother had packed up his room. I'm sure that he went to grab his stuff.

I sighed heavily this was way too much for a kid to handle I can see why she didn't want to head home for three days. But all it took was a call, to think that this kid has been dealing with all of this. I shook my head and sighed heavily before rising to my feet.

"Alright well I'm going to talk with his father head home and I mean that if I see you trying to head to Pauls house I will never let you see that boy ever again." I would never go through with it not with what I had just heard but I knew that she wouldn't risk it.

Bella nodded her head and all but ran out of the room a few stray tears still running down her face. I made my own way out of my office to see Sam at his desk. Typing up a police report for a recent murder. His finger type with amazing speed and he didn't once look up from the screen. "I'm heading out on a call real quick, you're in charge."

All I got was a grunt in response, though he could be cocky he is still the most hardworking and trusted deputy that I have. Plus he is my only into La Push other cops aren't even allowed to step foot on the reservation.

With a slight nodded he turned his full attention to his computer as I made my way into my truck and took the long drive to la push. But the hardest part was finding Danny's house hidden amongst the trees.

As I got there I noticed Danny's truck pulled into the driveway. Sitting in the bed was a blonde girl with bright topaz eyes and a sad expression on her face. She was sitting on a bunch of brown boxes. Staring at the bike with a disappointed smile. "This isn't a chopper what is it."

The question caught me off guard because I didn't think that I was in view yet but then a tall muscular kid jumped out the bed of the truck and sighed heavily. "A Harley but I am thinking about getting a cruiser. Why?"

I watched as the two of them interacted for a moment, and here I was worried about the little shit when he I out here with some other girl who isn't my daughter. "I don't know some guy that I was going on a date with tonight has the same bike but he said that it was a Triumph Bonneville T100 but it doesn't look like it."

Wait on a date so it wasn't a girl he was trying to sleep with, Paul seems laid back almost as piece as his hazel eyes stared intently at the girl for a moment. "Then he either doesn't know his motorcycles or he lied because he thought that you were an idiot, either way, it doesn't matter. You should not go out with the guy if he isn't a gearhead." I watched the girl let out a light-hearted laugh as Pauls laid-back tone. He moved to lift his bike out of the bed of the truck before pulling it up the paved driveway. "Kimmy hit the garage button."

The girl jumped down tucking her deep blond hair behind her ears before running into the house. I sigh and pulled the cruiser up a little closer to the house before jumping out. Pauls moving the bike into the now opening garage door as he sighed. "Thanks, Kimmy." I watched his back tense when he notices that I was standing behind him. "What can I do for you ."

How did he know that it was me? Did he know that I was watching him? No that's impossible I didn't make a song before I could say a word Kimmy came running out of the house and glared at me. "This the girlfriend dad."

I looked at Kimmy who frowned at me before jumping into the bed of the truck and grabbing a few boxes. "I'll put these in your room while the two of you talk." Paul walker over to her and took the boxes out of her hand. "Go get ready for your date thanks for coming with me."

Kimmy gave him a tender smile before picking his cheek lightly "What were you counting on Jake to back you up. Don't make me laugh." She turned to glare at me one more town before a growl left her lips. Making her way back to the road where her car was probably parked.

"What can I do for you." He walks away from me as he made his way to the open door. What little sun that was left beaten intense heat against my back as beads of sweat dripped down my back. As I made my way into the house I was hit with ac.

"Strange place to keep a house." I looked at Paul as he jogged back down the stairs before making his way to the kitchen counter. "Not really when you live the rez where the pale faces maker we live. Our lands were taken and we only were given a small chunk of it, Funny how that works."

He scoffed me before grabbing a can of root beer out of the fridge and popping it open. "So once again what can I do for you?" This time he sounded a lot less polite than the first and second time that he asked me. "Well... I was here to talk to your father."

He shook his head before gulping down the soda before throwing the can into the trash and making his way out of the house. "Try the firehouse, he doesn't get off work till tomorrow so you might want to head down there if you want to talk to him."

Pauls' voice sounds cold and mental as he made his way back to the truck as he grabbed another 4 boxes before moving his way up the stairs. I don't why but I followed him. I'm sure that I could have said my thanks and left but I thought that I should talk to him.

As I followed the sound of movement I am met with a fairly large size room and boxes littered everywhere. If the boxes were not here then this would be the neatest room I have ever seen. I looked over to see a loop opened with a picture of him and Bella when they were at one of his football games.

"I talk to Bella about why she decided to stay at your house those three days after speaking with your mother something didn't sit right with me. So I talked to Bella only this time she told me the truth"

Paul let out harsh laugh as he collapsed in his desk chair. "Yeah, and what truth would that be, that my mother hated the very thought of me, or that I nearly killed my brother in a fist fight." I stared at him in shock. No one told me that Jake nearly died. That would make sense of why his mother wants nothing to do with him. I looked around his room there wasn't a single picture of his mother to be found. "Looking for something Swan?"

His voice was cold and coy now but I could tell even with hearing it that he was upset and exhausted. I took in a deep breath steadying my heartbeat before turning to look him in the eyes for the first time since we started ted talks.

"Well, we take more about you trying to kill yourself because your brother made you feel less than human." He growled sharply before shooting up from the chair as he stalked over to me. At that moment he looked and felt very menacing and dangerous forcing my heart to pound in my ears.

"Yeah, and what you're here to say that life is precious and that something like that should never be down. What you going to tell children services or some shit, you could. But then ill be long gone before they got here."

I sighed heavily before taking a few steps back from Paul. For some reason, I didn't feel safe in this room with him. I don't know if it was the way that he carried himself of the fact that he is 17 and taller than me but he seemed dangerous today.

"No, I just wanted to see if you thought about seeing someone." He let out a crawl as a sharp laugh entered the air."Nah I haven't thought about killing myself in months, been a year since I actually did anything about it. I'm good, so glad for your care if you're going to use this as a reason to keep me away from Bella it won't work. So if I were you I wouldn't even try."

By the way that the rage burning in his eyes lit up I face, I knew that something else was going on something else that was making him angry and it wasn't just me in his house that was pissing him off. I took in a deep breath before looking deep into his eyes. For a moment I thought I had seen them turn red with rage.

"I just wanted to make sure that you were alright Paul that's all." He sighed heavily before nodding his head before collapsing back into his chair and staring blankly at the ceiling."Jake attack me twice, openly and in front of family. Every chance he cut me down. Even when I held Bella while she cried about the awful thing that Jake had said to her. I can't say that I would ever have held it together as long as I did. A whole year of holding it in, taking the abuse because I felt like I deserved it and in some sense I did. But Bella..."

He let out a sigh as he snapped his head back down, "Yes what we did was wrong and I don't care if Jake never forgives me. But after Bella lost her mother, and ha to start over a new life. After all the pain and suffering that she has been through. To hear Jake talk to her the way he did is something I could never forgive.

Sure she should have told him, but his anger was always about me lying to his face on more the one occasion. He shouldn't have taken it out on anyone except me. But he didn't get that memo. Anyway, I'm really am good, I got Kimmy and Bella and my dad the only one that doesn't think that I did anything wrong. So if you don't mind I want to unpack my stuff and forget this day ever happened."

I watched his shoulder slump and he jogged back down the stair with me following after him shell-shocked. As he grabbed the last of his boxes he gave me a grim smile. "Bye Charlie." I nodded my head at him before getting in my cruise and pulling off "Damn" It is the only word that came to mind, this is like some fucked up soap opera.