BPOV-
I was sitting on the plane, absolutely livid. I couldn't believe what was going on. I thought of Emmett as my solace. I guess he only thought we were screwing. I was in love with him. I thought of him all the time. But he said that he had a serious, exclusive girlfriend. Tell me, if you were screwing someone all summer, would you go and get a girlfriend right away? I can tell you my answer…a clear and resounding no.
Emmett had called me back twenty minutes after I had called him. And his call had completely fucked me over. He had basically said that we couldn't do what we did last summer because he has a girlfriend. But he'd still like to be best friends. I mean I already valued him as a friend, but the way that he put it, it made it seem like he was only in it for the sex. I told him that I had to go, not because I didn't want to speak to him but because I was hurt. He asked me to meet him at midnight when I got in. Originally I said no, but I couldn't deal with his pouty baby voice.
Phil had left when he said he was going to and was most likely gonna make it there about an hour after I would land. So at least I'd have my car. Maybe…no. I wasn't gonna scheme. No matter how tempting it would be to steal Emmett away with Roxy. I don't think he'd be dumb enough to fall for it anyway.
I slunk back into the chair and closed my eyes. What only felt like minutes must have been an hour because I had apparently fallen asleep. I awoke to the dinging of the 'take off your seatbelts' light. The next half an hour flew by. I exited the plane and got my bags while looking for Charlie.
I spotted him easily, because he was still in his uniform. This meant that he had taken the cruiser. 'Damn.' I thought. Like it wasn't already embarrassing enough that he was the chief of police, but he had to bring that stupid car everywhere he went.
Last summer, when I wasn't with Emmett, I had a job. And with that job I saved up money and bought an old Chevy truck for him to drive when he wasn't on duty. He was waving his arms wildly and in one hand was a bouquet of lilies, my favorite. I almost got a little teary-eyed…almost.
"Hi Dad." I said, faking a smile.
"Bells! I'm so glad you're here. I've missed you."
I rolled my eyes, "It's only been three months dad."
He chuckled, "I know that. Is it a crime for a father to miss his daughter?"
"No, but it is a crime for a father to wear his uniform and take his police cruiser to pick said daughter up."
"But if I didn't take the cruiser, I would've been late. Nothing gets you to where you need to be like a cop car with its lights on." He laughed.
"Yeah, I guess. So, what's for dinner?"
He grimaced, "Um…well we could either go to the Lodge or pick up some McDonalds on the way home."
I frowned, "Would you like me to cook dad?"
He shook his head vehemently, "No, no! I tried cooking a lasagna for you, 'cause I know how much you like it but…" He trailed off.
"But what dad?" I coaxed.
"But the Mariners were playing so I started watching the game, and then I smelled something burning. I ruined the dinner Bells. I'm sorry."
I laughed, "It's alright dad. McDonalds is fine with me."
He still looked worried, "Are you sure, I don't mind spending the money on the Lodge, after all it is your homecoming."
I shook my head, "No, I'm not really in the mood for a sit-down dinner. I'm really sleepy."
I looked at my watch and saw that it was only 9:45. 'Shit.'
He smiled, "Alright Bella. Maybe tomorrow night, you can teach me how to cook."
"Yeah, maybe."
We headed outside into the rain. We drove home in silence, for which I was glad. Charlie and I always had the most awkward conversations. The last time we had a serious conversation was when he found my birth-control. I giggled silently as I remember that.
~This past July~
"Bella?" Charlie called.
"I'm in the kitchen."
He wandered in with one of his hands behind his back, a worried frown plastered on his face.
"Can we talk?" I was instantly nervous. He never wanted to talk.
"Uh, sure dad. What's up?"
"I was in the bathroom, and I found this on the sink."
He pulled his hand out from behind his back and set a circular blue compact on the table.
"Shit." I muttered.
"Is that what I think it is?" He asked warily.
I smiled innocently, "What do you think it is Dad?"
"It's birth-control Isabella. I may be old, but I'm not stupid."
"I never said you were, and yes it is birth-control."
His face turned a various amount of colors, the main being chartreuse. "Does this mean that you're having…sex?" He whispered the word sex.
'Yes, lots of it, with Emmett.' "Ugh no dad." I lied expertly.
He sighed deeply, "Good, but then why do you have it?"
"It regulates me."
He was confused, "What does that mean?"
"It means I have only four periods a year."
He put his hands up to his ears, ".Information." He spat.
I giggled, "You asked."
He frowned, "Next time, just say you don't wanna know."
I gave him the thumbs up, "You got it dude."
~Present Day~
I was brought back to reality by Charlie asking me what I wanted from McDonalds. I hadn't even realized we were there yet.
"Um, can I have the four piece chicken nuggets and a root beer?"
He nodded and proceeded to order for the both of us. The rest of the ride he peppered me with questions. We had to stop off at the station so that he could pick up his 'affects'. Apparently he actually was on duty today. I almost felt guilty for my earlier thoughts. He was in the station for so long that I began to eat my dinner; I didn't want it to get cold.
About forty-five minutes later Charlie walked out with a handful of cap in his arms and an apologetic look.
"I'm sorry Bells; the guys had some stuff to give me, to give to you. As a welcome gift, and then they wanted to talk. I bolted the first chance I could."
I nodded and plastered a cheesy smile on my face to show all was forgiven.
"I hope you ate."
I smiled sheepishly, "It was getting cold, sorry that I didn't wait for you."
He chuckled, "I just said that I hoped you ate. I'm the one that kept you waiting. Here these are for you."
He handed me a pile of cards, chocolate and welcome home balloons. I had no idea what I'd do with all of it, but it felt nice that I was being so warmly welcomed. Unlike my conversation with Emmett. I frowned at that thought, but quickly wiped that off my face.
Charlie smiled sympathetically, "I know you don't like the spotlight. But they missed you too." He thought I was frowning at the gifts.
"Oh no dad, I'm really happy. It's nice to feel so…wanted. I'm just not sure where to put all this stuff."
"We'll find some place. How about we get home? I know you're exhausted."
I nodded in agreement. At that moment I decided that I would text Emmett, and tell him I'd swing by his house instead of him coming to get me. Emmett's parents built him an apartment above the garage, because he was the oldest. So the usually didn't notice when I came over or when he left.
"E
Change of plans. I'll swing by your place around midnight.
Repeat-don't come get me, I'll get you.
Bella."
There was no way I was signing it 'Bells', I was not on the happiest of terms with Emmett. I was about to put my cell back in my pocket when it began to vibrate.
"Bells,
I guess, but I usually pick you up. Are you sure?
Em."
I almost shook my head, but that would've been useless because he wouldn't see that. I wasn't gonna formally text him anymore, I was getting irritated.
"No. I'm getting you. Don't respond. Charlie's here."
I shoved my phone in my pocket and focused my attention on the passing trees outside the car. I almost fell asleep, but was startled fully awake by Charlie.
"Holy shit!" He screeched. He never swore, so I was clearly taken aback.
"What's wrong dad?"
"Look, there's a fancy car in the drive-way. Who the hell could that be?"
A huge smile broke out across my face. I forgot that I had gotten a text from Phil saying that he had made it there and that he called a cab to go home. I quickly texted him and said thanks.
"What are you smiling at Bells? Do you know whose car that is?"
I nodded, "Yes I do."
"Well, whose is it?" He questioned his police chief voice in full effect.
"She's mine dad."
His jaw dropped, "How?"
"Phil got sold to a new team, and that came with a huge pay-raise. They bought Roxy for me."
"Roxy?"
"That's her name Dad."
"Oh, what kind of car is she?"
"She's a 2008, Lamborghini Gallardo."
"Wow."
I nodded, "I know."
"Can I take her for a spin tomorrow?"
"Sure dad. As long as I'm in the passenger seat."
He laughed, "I never knew you were into cars, but I guess that's what you get from hanging around Emmett so much."
I blushed, he thought all we were doing was working on cars and hanging out.
"Yeah. Well I'm tired Dad, and I'd really like to get some rest."
"Sure let's get you in the house."
Charlie handled most of my things and I grabbed the rest and we went to my room.
"Goodnight Bells."
"Night Dad."
He smiled, "Welcome home."
"Thanks."
And with that he closed my door and made his way downstairs to watch some sort of game and eat his dinner.
I didn't go to sleep. I waited. It was about eleven-twenty when he marched upstairs and got into bed. I waited till eleven-forty before I got into my car.
"Hey baby…" I purred, "Did you miss me?"
I revved the engine. "Awe, good I missed you too." 'It's official. I'm a lunatic, who talks to her car.' I needed to stop my inner-monologue but I don't think I possibly could.
I sped out as silently as possible and was at Emmett's house a little after midnight. I ended up 'accidentally' taking some side roads. (At least that's what I'd be telling Emmett.) He was waiting outside for me. I skidded to a stop right in front of him.
"Who the fuck are you?" He bellowed.
I rolled down the window, "Shut the fuck up stupid and get in the car. You're gonna wake your entire house."
"Bella!" He gasped.
"Yeah, now get in the car."
He looked at my baby twice before getting in and slamming the door shut.
"Jesus Christ Bella!"
"Chill Em."
"You scared the shit out of me."
I smiled sheepishly, "Oops."
"Since when did you drive a Lambo?"
"Since Phil bought her for me."
His hands roamed the black leather seats in awe. "Damn she's beautiful."
"I know."
"What'd you name her?"
"Roxy."
He laughed heartily, "That's a good name for her."
"I know, that's why I named her." I giggled.
"So…"
"What?"
"Did ya break her in yet?"
"What do you think I'm doing? Walking?"
He shook his head, "That's not what I meant." He made a lewd gesture and I began to laugh.
"No. I didn't 'break her in' that way. Who the hell would I break her in with?"
He shrugged, "I dunno, I figured you had somebody back home."
I tightened my grip on the steering wheel, "Not everyone can move on in three months Emmett." My voice came out hoarse.
"Move on?" He said awe struck.
"You know what never mind, let's just get to the meeting place."
"No, I want you to tell me what you meant."
"Not right now Emmett."
After a few minutes I turned left onto Ashburn Lane, and pulled over behind a red brick house. We got out of Roxy and made our way to our 'meeting place'.
"You didn't tell Jasper yet did you?"
"No, why?"
"Because we have shit to deal with, and it wouldn't help if he was with us, trying to 'ease' the situation with his freaky vibes."
"I didn't tell him, but he could still be there, it is his house."
"Yeah I know."
Our meeting place was Jasper's tree house in his back yard. It was awesome. I had a small couch and mini fridge and a lamp. I doubted that we'd turn the lamp on tonight though. I seriously didn't want Jasper witness our little…um…situation.
We reached the tree and I motioned for Emmett to climb up. He waved his hands, "Ladies first."
I sighed and began to climb. He followed soon. When we were messing around he used to climb up after me so fast that he was practically up my ass. This time he waited until I had almost reached the top before he even began to climb.
When he walked through the entrance he shut the curtain that served as a door.
"We need to talk Bells."
"Yeah I figured."
"Okay, so I guess I'll start."
I frowned, "Well yeah, I don't have anything to confess."
"Confess? I didn't do anything wrong Bella."
"Whatever Emmett, go ahead."
He was twisting his fingers so much that I thought they would get stuck in a knot.
"Okay, so on the first day of school this year I fell in love."
"In love?" I scoffed.
"Yes, it was love at first sight. Her name is Rosalie Hale, and she is by far the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on."
'Fuck, he sure knows how to wrench a girl's heart.' He was too deep in reverie to notice the silent tears trekking their way down my cheeks.
"I asked her out and we've been together ever since. I don't want anybody else Bella. I love her. In a way I think I've always loved her, I mean…deep down inside. We're completely exclusive, and that stays. I know we had an arrangement, but I just can't do that anymore."
"You done?" I asked in a whisper.
"Yeah that's it."
"Fine. Thanks for letting me know Emmett. I'll stay out of your hair."
I picked up my bag and keys and stood.
"Where are you going?" He asked.
"Home."
"Are you crying?"
"No, why would I cry over something as trivial as this. Something like the man I was in love with dumping me like yesterdays news. Why would I be hurt over being told that your new girlfriend is 'by far' the most beautiful woman you have ever seen? That just doesn't make sense Emmett."
I started to climb down the stairs.
"Did…did you just say the man you were in love with?" He stammered.
"Yes I did. I was in love with you Emmett. Now I'm not, you made your view very clear. I've moved on." 'Liar!'
"In two seconds flat?" He scoffed.
"Why not? That's the same amount of time it took you to get over me!" I snapped.
"Bella I was never in love with you!" He shouted.
For a whole minute, my heart stopped. "Goodbye Emmett McCarty. I never want to see you again."
And with that I climbed down the stairs and made my way to Roxy. I didn't care if I drove him there. He could walk home. If my heart wasn't shattered before, it certainly was now.
