Charlie's Unexpected Reaction
He stared at me and then glanced at his soon-to-be son-in-law. He stood up and as politely as he could asked, "Edward, could you please give me and my daughter a moment?" Edward nodded, looked at me and smiled reassuringly. As soon as the door was closed Charlie screamed in my face, "HIM! YOU'RE MARRYING HIM? HOW DARE YOU?! IF YOU ARE STUPID ENOUGH TO MARRY HIM OF ALL PEOPLE THEN . . ."
"Dad! Calm down. I love him. Why can't you accept that? You've seen what living without him was like, you know I can't be without him! And I'm not stupid!"
"YES YOU ARE! IF YOU ARE GOING TO MARRY THIS MONSTER AND MAKE THE SAME MISTAKE ME AND YOUR MOTHER DID, THEN YOU ARE VERY STUPID!!" Charlie was fuming and I could feel the waves of violence coming off him. He had never hit me and I didn't expect him to. "AND WHAT ABOUT JACOB? YOU KNOW HOW HE FEELS ABOUT YOU?! HE WAS THERE FOR YOU AND NOW YOU REPAY HIM LIKE THIS?? YOU ARE NOT WHO I THOUGHT YOU WERE!"
This hurt. "Dad! I love Jacob, but not nearly as much as I love Edward. I can live without Jacob, but not without Edward. It will hurt, but not even close to as much as earlier this year! Why can't you just be happy for me?" Tears spilled down my face.
"Go to your room and pack up. If you are marrying that boy, then you will not live under my roof. It was good when you were sane." He said this calmly and then left to sit on the couch and stare at the black screen on the T.V.. I struggled up the stairs. Edward was already there. He had packed up my stuff. Most of it was already at the Cullen's, but I still had some things. He gave me a quick kiss and then went back out the window, only to come back in the door as I reached the bottom of the stairs. As he brought my stuff out to the car, I glared at Charlie.
"You are not a father. You are a horrible person who should never have married and had a kid. No wonder my mother left you. You are nothing but a fool!" He was standing and again I could feel his violence. This time though, he slapped me across the face. I could feel a bruise forming.
"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE YOU NO GOOD PIECE OF CRAP! YOU WILL NEVER INSULT ME IN MY OWN HOME EVER AGAIN, YOU . . . BITCH!" I stared at him in horror. He slapped me again and this time I fell to the ground. Where was Edward? Just then, I heard the purr of the car and I jumped up and ran out. Looking back over my shoulder I saw the house I thought I loved for the last time. I stepped in the car and sobbed as Edward drove away.