A/N: Thank you so much for all of your last reviews! The story is finally taking off! And thank you to all of you! My new story should be out Early to mid September. I'm planning it a lot better than this one, I even wrote two chapters already, which is something I never do! But you will all have a preview for it at the end of this story, much like I did on Phases of the moon for this story.
"Bella, it's just a hiker or something." Edward shrugged and kept pulling me toward the car.
"No! Edward I'm serious there's something wrong!" I yelled at him pulling him to a stop. "I felt something weird earlier today, and shrugged it off. If someone is out here I don't want to leave everyone else here. Can we at least take them to your house, too? Please?" I pleaded and he turned around with a half smile on his face that knocked the wind out of me.
"Everyone but Jacob, right? You don't mind if he stays do you?" He said sarcastically and I accidentally slapped his arm with my bad hand.
"Oww! Edward this really isn't funny. I don't want anyone here, and I want to call Charlie." I said as I began crying. Edward whipped out his cell phone and handed it to me. I quickly dialed his number.
"Hello?" He asked and the second I heard his voice I lost it.
"Dad?" I whined as I began to sob. I didn't even realize what I had called him. "Can you come home?" I asked him in between sobs.
"What's wrong? Bella, is someone hurt? Are you hurt?" He asked me in a panic. I tried to answer but I couldn't even breathe. Edward took the phone from me and gently rubbed soothing circles into my back.
"Charlie—" He said. There was a pause, and I wished that I could hear Charlie's side of the conversation.
"Nobody is hurt. Bella saw a weird guy kind of standing across from your house. I'm about to take her to my house to have my Dad fix her hand." He said, and I gasped. I didn't exactly want Charlie to know what happened.
Edward had to pull the phone away from his ear, and I could hear the yelling.
"No one did anything to her, she hit Jacob." He said and I could hear Charlie's hysterical laughter. I huffed. It wasn't funny to me. "Yeah tell me about it, made him bleed, too." Edward said with a chuckle. I decided that I had enough. So I snatched the phone back from Edward.
"Can you please just come home? I want to call the detective." I said to him. I was proud of my composure.
"Of course, Bella. We'll be there in about ten minutes. I will call the detective; you go get your hand looked at. I will call Emmett and tell him to lock all of the doors. Just relax." He said soothingly to me.
"Okay." I whispered. "Bye." I said before closing the phone and handing it back to Edward. Without a word he continued leading me to the car. When I got in the seats weren't as comfortable as I had remembered. Then I took notice to the face that I was so tense I literally couldn't rest into the seat.
"Bella, please relax. You're making me nervous." Edward said, stroking my hair.
"You should be nervous, you were just fifty feet away from a killer." I said in a monotone voice that I didn't recognize. I hadn't used that voice since I first got here.
"You don't know that. And I don't want you to worry yourself sick over it until we know for sure." He said sternly, but still with compassion.
I sighed deeply. "You're right. I'm sorry." I said.
"Don't be sorry. I know you're scared but I just….I hate to see you this way." He admitted. I instantly felt guilty. I hadn't really thought of how my anxiety would effect others around me. I didn't know how to respond, so I just took his advice and rested back into the seat for the duration of the trip.
We pulled up to his house, and I didn't think I would ever get used to how big it was. He put his hand on the small of my back, and led me inside. Carlisle was in the front room drinking tea, and watching their television.
"Bella! How nice to see you again." He said with a genuine smile.
"Hello." I said, bashfully. It was ridiculous that I was fine meeting him this morning, but I was nervous the second time.
"Dad, Bella hurt her hand. Do you think you can look at it?" Edward spoke up.
"Oh. Of course, just come up to my office. All of my supplies are in there." He promptly hopped up from his seat and went up the stairs. Edward and I followed, and I took the seat across from the desk where Carlisle sat.
"Alright. Let me see it." He motioned for me to place my hand on the desk. I did as I was told and placed my broken and bloody hand in front of him. "Wow. What did you do?" He asked with true curiosity.
"She hit Jacob." Edward said with a smirk, and his father chuckled.
"Thanks, Edward." I sneered. The last thing I needed was for his parents to think that I had violent tendencies along with all of my other problems.
"It's okay, Bella. I hate to say it, but that kid has had it coming for a while." Carlisle shrugged. I winced as he began moving my fingers around. "Sorry. Does that hurt?" He asked the dumbest question of the year, but I let it slide.
"Yes." I answered shortly. I was still irritated that everyone was amused about my fight with Jacob.
"Well I don't think you're hand is broken. Your knuckle might be, though. I'm going to wrap it up. And I want you to come back in a couple days if it's still bothering you. I'll take you to the hospital and X-ray it. But really, I think it's mostly bruising. You have a good arm." He chuckled, and I grumbled.
"Thank you." I said as politely as I could through all of the irritation.
"Alright Dad, Bella and I are going to head back for dinner. I'll see you tonight." Edward nodded at his father. I was relieved that he didn't tell Carlisle about the man in the woods.
"So are you still going to take me on the mystery date if I have to get a cast?" I asked once we were back on the road.
"Of course." He said as if he were offended.
"Okay good, because you really did spend a lot of money on my dress." I said with a giggle.
"I wouldn't have it any other way." He said with his crooked grin.
We got back to the house and everyone was still there in one piece. When Edward and I walked in Emmett and Charlie were having some kind of stare down with Billy and Jake. We had obviously come in on the middle of a confrontation.
"I don't see why you care so much, Billy. If she feels like she's unsafe I'm going to do everything in my power to make her feel safer. Even if it involves calling a detective." Charlie said sternly. I imagined that this was how he would talk to criminals.
"It's a waste of time! Charlie, you can't just let her run everyone's lives because she's afraid. You can't go off calling detectives every time she sees a damn shadow!" He threw his hands in the air. There was something so peculiar about him. I didn't even notice I was leaning against Edward.
"Stay out of it old man. No one is asking you to call." Emmett said with venom to Billy.
"Fine then. I want to press charges on Bella for her hitting my son." Billy said, and I gasped. I didn't think he could do that!
"Hah!" Charlie buckled over in laughter. "Over my dead body, Billy. Get out of my house." He said nonchalantly waving him toward the door. Billy did as he was told, and left with a look of anger on his face.
As soon as Billy and Jake were out of the room everyone else took notice of Edward's and my presence.
Charlie walked over and picked up my arm. "How's the hand?" He asked.
"It's fine." I lied. It was throbbing and I needed Tylenol.
"Why don't you go get some ice on it. I'm going to call the detective and see if he has anything new, okay?" He said sweetly and I nodded.
Edward and I went to the kitchen where everyone else was still in shock.
"That was the most hardcore thing I've ever seen, Bella. I can't believe you…hit..him." Rose said in between laughs.
Seeing them all look at me with pride in their eyes made me finally see the humor in it, and I started laughing, too.
After a few minutes of that Charlie came into the kitchen.
"I need everyone to listen up." He said and we all donated our attention.
"I just got off the phone with the detective, and he said that Phil was spotted heading in this direction. I don't want you all to freak out. It could mean anything, but just to be safe I want to ask if Bella and Emmett can stay with Alice and Edward. Do you think that would be alright?" Charlie asked, masking his own fear, and my heart was sitting in the pit of my stomach.
"It'll be fine, sir. Bella can stay in Alice's room, and Emmett can get the guest room." Edward worked out.
"Okay Bella, I want you to go upstairs and pack your things. And please, don't worry, it's probably a false lead anyway." I nodded before taking the stairs two at a time to get my things.
I walked delicately into my room.
"Hello, Bella." A familiar voice rang, and I screamed.
A/N: I know it's a little shorter than usual, but there was nothing more to say lol. Review?