Chapter 52 Family Meeting?

Paul POV

"Paul if you want to get that book then get up now!" I groaned as my heavy eyelids slowly started to slip open. Pale white light filtered into my room as the cold fall sun began to shine in my face.

My first day of senior starters tomorrow and my mother still wants to talk to the fact I haven't seen her since. I moved out if the house nearly 3 months.

Man, you would think that she would have gotten she didn't. I can tell you something else he that didn't change bells dad stills wasn't to skin my Alice. The only difference is now he pities me. Which is worse in my opinion I mean really.

I watched as a blue jay flew by my window his bright combat feather flapped against the air. "Paul dammit did you hear me" I could hear my father's angrily stomping up the stairs till my bedroom door was slammed open.

My dad warms yet irritated green gaze stare deep into my soul as he drowned. "What did I tell you. Stop thinking about it there is no point in worrying about it."

I knew that he was right that there is no point in freaking myself out but what can I say my mother hated the thought of me if it wants pack business Jake wasn't allowed to go near me.

I took in a heavy broth as I clicked my tongue against the roof of my mouth. Apply laying still so that my body could get used to being awake. The blinding sunlight and my father's demanding presence definitely helped me with that.

I slowly slide my leg over dr then side of the bed simply letting my head hang low for a moment. As my muscles stiffness, I looked around my room. Taking in the sight of Bella and me at Seattle's summer festival. It was one of the few times we could hang out without Charlie around.

The only reason being that it was her birthday and speaking of birthdays my is coming up in a few weeks. As I lost myself in my own thoughts I could hear my father shifting as he made his way to my closet.

Without a signal word, he grabbed me a soft blue pull over goody one of my favorite hoodies and a pair of I slowly lifted my head his cold green gaze looked irritated. "Paul am I going to have to dress you?"

His turn was slight but I could tell that he was irritated that he had to tell me three times. So I slowly shook my hand and slowly made my way over to my desk where he laid out of clothes.

It didn't take long before we were on the road. The black asphalt gilded under dad tires as his dodge ram cruised down the road. The red oaks of our landed faded away as the soft sounds of ACDC players in the background.

"Why do we have to hear to Seattle anyway?" Dad let out a low laugh as I sunk further into my seat feeling my eyes slowly start to close as dad spoke to me in a soft voice. "You're the one that wanted a new copy of Dracula before school tomorrow."

I whimper a bit as. I started to fall asleep. Nothing but my dull shallow breath and the soft sound of guitar solos to put me to sleep.

I felt anxiety swelling in my chest as I slowly made my way to Sam's house. Any other time I loved yo go there. I hung out with the girls and Sam. But not this time mom was going to be there and that is the last thing that I want to deal with right now.

I growl angrily I should just turn tail and run the last time I saw my mother was a month ago when she told me that I was better off dead. Between work and payroll, I did a pretty good job avoiding her but now I can't help but freak out.

It was Emily's baby shower and I promised her that I would come. Me and Bella already gave her, her gift. A customer made a crib that I made out of red oak. So I really didn't have to go but a promise was a promise and I don't go back on my word.

So I sucked in a deep breath to steady my pulsating nerves before sliding the deep black door. The smell of home cooked food filtered into my nose as well as the smell of hatred.

It didn't take long to figure out who that smell was originating from. I didn't even fully step foot into the room. Before her cold amber eyes met mine. Shining an ice blue that forced the deepest of chills into my heart. I looked at Sam's eyes darkening in rage I knew this meant a lot to him and Emily.

They were both worried that either the vamps on their way that they would never be able to do this. I didn't want me to be the reason that this didn't I walked out and didn't look back I wouldn't run this for them.

"Paul come own bud wake up" Ice cold air hit my face as I open my eyes slowly I could make out the bright green eyes of my father. A slight smirk on his face as he waited for me. When I started to get out of the car I could feel that dread filling my heart.

Something bad was going to happen I can feel it. But nonetheless, I looked up at the bright red letters written in cursive. The word Classic was print in a large on a wooden sign. I grinned a little to myself I am rather glad that I decide to go.

That was until dad gone started to ring and I instantly delete all joy leave my face. He must have seen it because as he pushed me forward towards the door. "It's not work it's your mother go in and get your book then we will get lunch."

That actually made it worse I rather it was work rather then my dad getting into another screaming match with my mother. I sighed heavily as I nodded my head gravely before walking into the store.

The chimes of bells ring clearly in my room as the sunlight got dimmed down by the tinted windows. The smell of Incense filled the air. "Paul it's been a while." I turned my head to see a Cherokee smiling wide at me. His deep obsidian eyes shine with joy as his wrinkly copper skin.

His deep black button down shirt had horse printed on them as his tight black slacks. I grinned back at him before turning down the monster classic section. I knew what I wanted a limited edition red leather bound book. But I let my eyes scanned over the shelf till I saw a book with yellow leather.

Written in bold black letters said Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, I had to have it but at the moment I only brought enough money for one boo. "Get both consider this your early birthday gift."

I hear the haggard voice of my father as I turned sharply on my heels to see that there was a frown on his face. Deep frown lines formed on his forehead as his deep tan skin seemed to place a little bit. I watched his green eyes scanned my face as he shook his head no. As if he was silently saying that I didn't need to bring it up. I growled angrily as he gently ruffled my hair was his large warm head. "Don't worry about it kid"

His voice was patient as he grabbed my two books and slowly made my way to the desk. "I have the right to know this is my fault." I murmur it's softly under my breath as I made way out of the store the weight of the book felt great in my hand as I placed my books firmly on the car seat.

"Are we walking to the dinner or driving?" I looked up from my thoughts to see a deep frown on my father face as we walked slowly down the street. Swarms of white people rushed passed us as I noticed a sign for Joe's dinner down the street. "Nothing is your fault you and Jake might have gotten into that fight but that is no the reason that I and Ka have been arguing."

I didn't believe that lie no matter how serious he was trying to sound, "Yeah dad whatever you say. I just don't believe it you know that she thinks that this is about me and you know that it's about me. There is no point in you lying to me, it's not like I would believe it."

I looked down at my feet just watching the gray sidewalk pus under my feet as I got closer and closer to the dinner. It's not that I felt bad its just that I knew this would be another reason for her to hate me and I don't need that in my life. I took in a heavy breath as I watched dad one the large glass door.

"Look what happened with me and your mother should not affect you, it's not like you 12 anymore. What happened between your mother and me should be far from your thoughts." I looked up to see a caring looking. His green eyes filled with extreme sadness as I watched him talk to the hottest.

But my eyes were drawn to a booth right next to the window, at first, I thought that it was my mind playing tricks on me. But as I looked at her I knew that I wasn't seeing things. I yanked gently on my dad's arm. Forcing him to look down at me with worry in his eyes. But I didn't say a word I simply pointed to the table.

Forcing him to see the same thing as me. My mother her cold amber eyes lit up with anger as she talked to my brothers. Both of them sitting rigidly in their seats. Great just fucking great.