Guarding Bella

Chapter 2: Imminent Injustice

Disclaimer: This story contains disciplinary spanking so if you don't like it, don't read it. These characters are not mine; I didn't write the Twilight books, Stephanie Meyer did. Hope you enjoy it; suggestions, comments and constructive criticisms are welcome; In other words please do REVIEW! ;p

A/N: So I've seen this done in a couple of author's stories; the author gives a recommendation of a story or a book that they've enjoyed, and idk I think that's pretty neat. So here's my first recommendation: Old Traditions by beautywhispers.- Edward/Carlisle

BPOV

I slammed my bedroom door closed with a fierce SNAP, before flopping myself on top of my bed; fuming. How dare he dismantle my truck! UGH! This sucks! Now I can't go see Jake and my ass is on fire!

Sometimes I think Edward takes my safety way too seriously. Anyways, if he'd just hurry up and change me into a vampire already, then I wouldn't be oh so humanly fragile anymore. And damn it, this time I wasn't being reckless!

Jacob and his pack would never hurt me; even if they are werewolves. I was in no danger whatsoever by trying to go visit him tonight. Besides I really miss Jake…we still haven't made-up over all of that Italy crap… Oh yeah! And in addition to that little dispute, Jake had the nerve to go and tell Charlie about the whole motorcycle thing! Blah! Charlie was really pissed! But I guess I can forgive Jake for that; he didn't mean any harm. Well he did, but as a whole he didn't realize how much trouble I was already in with Charlie, and that by telling him about the motorcycles only added to my tab; pushing my dad off the deep end, and earning me an extension on my previous sentence. I was now grounded until after graduation. Well, at least I was until last night; when Charlie lifted said punishment.

Sighing, I rolled over on my side and noticed that my bedroom window was open. Humph! No way! I didn't want Edward to come back here tonight; I was too annoyed with him and all of his overprotective bullshit! So I bolted upright, marched over to my window and closed it too with a SNAP. Then I gave the window a contemplative once-over, scowling, before circling back to sit on my bed. OW!!! I jumped up; my butt was still sore from the spanking I had just received from, from my fiancé…ARG! But like I said, this time I totally didn't deserve it!

Flashback: earlier that evening

Once again I found myself preparing Charlie's dinner in our too tiny kitchen. Edward stood beside me, at the counter, chopping up vegetables for a simple green salad; his expression one of mild disgust. Human food was not something that Edward readily enjoyed; in fact he found it to be just about as repulsive as a human would find his vampire diet of: blood, blood and more blood.

I struggled to keep my face sullen, but it was hard to remain mad at someone that I loved so completely and irrevocably. I sighed letting my lips curl into a bemused smirk, as I swiped a strand of my hair from my brow, and continued to assemble one of Charlie's favorite recipes; Grandma Swan's stroganoff.

Edward turned his head to look at me. "Am I to assume that you are no longer angered with me?" he chortled; his liquid gold eyes twinkling mischievously.

"Well you know what happens when you assume?" I began lamely

Edward laughed lightly as he picked up the cutting board, letting the chopped bits of carrot and celery slide down into the salad bowl. "I still believe that a trip to Jacksonville is exactly what you need Love. And this weekend would be the perfe_"

"Edward" I interrupted; a hint of annoyance in my voice. "I just don't think it's a good time. I mean Charlie just un-grounded me…I don't want to push any buttons; ok?"

I felt Edward stiffen beside me. I sighed again, and looked up at his face; it was etched with a grim frown; even so he kept silent. And then, only the sound of our bustling cutlery curved the harsh silence that entranced the room.

Edward and I had been arguing for the past hour on the topic of me and him visiting my mom, in Florida, for the weekend. He kept pressing the fact that the plane tickets Carlisle and Esme had given me on my last birthday were about to expire, and if I didn't use their gift I would be hurting their feelings. And then, if that wasn't enough to make me feel guilty for an eternity, Edward had told me that he knew that I really missed Renee, on-account-a I was talking about it in my sleep…damn it; I can't even keep my mouth shut in my sleep!

The sound of the front door closing with a snap wrenched me out of my internal battle. Heavy boots clunked in the entryway, followed by the sound of Charlie hanging up his sheriff-gear on a peg in the hall.

"Hey Dad" I yelled casually over my shoulder, as I pulled the stroganoff out of the oven.

"Hey Hun…" Charlie paused sniffing the air jovially. "Umm umm, somthin' sure smells good Bells; oh hey there Edward…um nice to see ya…" Charlie pulled out a chair and plopped himself down eagerly as Edward and I placed our meal on the rickety, little table.

Charlie helped himself to a healthy portion of food and happily began shoveling it down his throat. "Talked to Billy today," he muttered amid mouthfuls of food. "Sounds like they're gonna have quite the shindig over at La Push this weekend; sort of a playoff party."

"Huh" was my genius response. I felt Edward stiffen next to me; and I quickly changed the subject to one with less werewolf involvement.

"Aww Bells that was great…" he lulled after his third helping of stroganoff.

"I'm glad you liked it" I said flatly; beginning to clear the dishes.

Then the familiar sound of chair scraping against the linoleum was heard, as Charlie eased out of his chair, heading for his coach; half-empty beer can in hand.

"Charlie?" Edward asked coolly; from his place at the kitchen table.

Charlie and I froze in our spots; tense for a second, before simultaneously turning to face Edward. "Yeah?" he answered a second off-beat.

"Did Bella ever tell you that my parents bought her plane tickets on her last birthday, so that she could visit Renee?" I let out a small gasp; what the hell does he think he's doing?! In attempt to keep calm I quickly plopped a stack of dirty dishes into the kitchen sink, and began filling it with soapy, hot water.

"No; she didn't tell me that" I felt my cheeks go bright red "Bella?" his voice was hard

I turned my blushing face away from the sink to look at the two men who now stood behind me. I gulped quietly and tried not to look sheepish. "Yeah; they did…I erm guess I forgot."

"You forgot that someone gave you plane tickets?!" he gasped slamming his beer can down on the table.

I shut off the water faucet with a little more force than necessary; accidentally knocking over a plastic tumbler in the process. Hurriedly, I grabbed clumsily for it and in my nervousness missed the tumbler completely, allowing it to topple loudly onto the floor. "Ermm" I slurred awkwardly turning to pick up the cup and fixing Edward with a malicious scowl; meant only for his eyes.

Charlie frowned and then turned and fixed Edward with a similarly stern glare; which under the circumstances seemed unfitting. "I noticed you said 'tickets'" he began harshly "Just how many tickets did your parents give her?"

"Just one for her, and one for me"

In shock I dropped the soapy plate I had been scrubbing; it splashed a tiny tidal wave of dishwater onto the countertop and splattered me with bubbly warm water. I can't believe he's saying this! Does he want me to be killed?!?!I freakin' told him to drop it!

"Huff! You're not going anywhere with him young lady!"

Suddenly a rush of adolescent angst washed over me. I whirled around to face my men; viciously wiping the soapy foam from my face. "Why not?! You said I wasn't grounded anymore!"

"Oh yes you are; starting now!"

"What?! WHY?!"

"Because I said so!"

So that's how he wants to play! Well then bring it on! I can play hardball too! "Do I need to remind you that I'm a legal adult now, Charlie?"

He wasn't having that "This is my house! You follow my rules!"

I could feel my pulse racing, my anger nearing edge. "Well, if that's the way you want it; do you want me to move out tonight or can I have a day or two to pack?!"

Charlie's face went fiery red; I instantly felt bad for playing the move-out card. I heaved a deep breath; trying to collect myself. "I'll do my time when I've done something wrong Dad, but I'm not about to put up with your prejudices." I paused, looking form Charlie to Edward as I said the word 'prejudices'; true conviction emanating from me like a pastor giving a sermon.

Charlie sputtered; and I could swear I saw a glint of a smirk on Edward's perfect face.

I bit my lip; unsure, for a split-second, if Charlie was about to interrupt me again. "Now I know that you know, that I have every right to see mom this weekend_" I continued but before I could finish Charlie recovered the use of his voice, and interrupted me, yet again.

"I'm not happy about this Bella" he grumbled angrily

"There's no reason for you to be upset"

He rolled his eyes at that; crossing his arms over his distended chest, and scowling.

"Okay then: your dinners done, the dishes are done, I'm not grounded, and Edward and I are going to visit Mom for the weekend!" I heaved another sigh; I need to get out of here; before I go insane (again)! I walked over to Edward and took his cool hand in mine "I'm going to Edward's; I'll be back before curfew!"

I watched Charlie's face turn from bright red into a deep purple. He inhaled deeply; obviously at a loss for words, as Edward and I exited the cramped kitchen and headed for the Cullen place.

"I can't believe you did that Edward!!!" I bellowed as we zoomed down the highway at top speed. "You freakin' threw me to the sharks! I told you I didn't wanna fight with Charlie!"

"Bella" he began; infuriatingly calm "You didn't have to 'fight' with him. You merely decided to take that course of action."

"Humph!" I crossed my arms stubbornly and continued to glare out the dark windshield. After a few moments of pensive silence I pounced. "Does this persistence for me to visit my mom have anything to do with the party in La Push this weekend?!" I snapped. I knew Edward wouldn't approve of me hitting a werewolf soiree; I had known the moment Charlie mentioned the invitation that I would not be allowed to go. And well… that kinda pissed me off!

Edward's hands tightened around the steering wheel "It wouldn't matter if you were here or on the other side of the world," he began, speaking icily through his teeth. "You still wouldn't be going." I felt like I was being treated like a misbehaving child, but before I could comment Edward changed the subject. "So what do you want to do tonight?" he smiled. Edward is the type of person who's charisma is simply too hard to resist. I felt my pout melt away as my eyes met his; and suddenly all previous notions had been forgotten (for now…)

Edward pulled up to my driveway; he had a smirk plastered on his handsome face. We had just returned from his house, having had a fun evening of hanging out with his family; playing chess and such. I raised an eyebrow in his direction; wanting in on the joke.

"What's so funny?"

"Oh nothing Love" he smiled "it seems that Charlie has a lot on his mind, that's all. He wants to talk to you."

Edward's words piqued my curiosity "Edward, is he still mad?!" he shook his head "Then what's wrong?!"

"Not a thing Bella Love" he leaned forward, still smiling impishly, and planted a kiss on my forehead, in what he must have thought was a reassuring way. However, it only made me more nervous. "I'll be back after Charlie's asleep…" he continued as I opened the car door, and apprehensively made my way into the house.

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