Disclaimer: Do not own Twilight

WARNING: This story contains disciplinary spanking of a teenage vampire. If this offends you in any way shape or form then don't read and don't bother flaming me!

Thoughts spoken to or heard by Edward will be italicized

A/N: Thanks so much for the review, I'm glad you guys liked George! I too thought it would make sense for Carlisle to get advice from an older man since he really has had no experience with parenting.

On another note, I've had several people ask me whether I'm going to make this a series, and my answer is YES! I plan to do one of these for each of the cullen children in the order that they joined the family, so Rosalie is up next. Then it will be Emmett, followed by Jasper, and finally Alice. Now, while I promise to do the series, don't expect these stories to come out really quickly. Rosalie will be one of the hard ones because of her resentment towards Carlisle. I'll have to work around that somehow. If any of you have ideas on how the Rosalie story should go, please tell me.

Chapter 3: Determination

Edward's POV:

I froze when I heard Carlisle approaching. I abruptly stood up and began pacing, rubbing my hands on my pants nervously, a habit I had not lost from my human days. I listened in on his thoughts and saw that he was debating whether or not to talk to me right now. I held my breath as he considered, and then suppressed a groan when he decided to talk to me now.

"Edward, can I come in?" Carlisle asked after knocking lightly.

I briefly considered saying no, but then thought that he would probably come in anyways. "Yes," I answered softly. Carlisle opened the door, stepped in, and closed it behind him. When he turned around he surveyed me, and I stood up straighter, looking him in the eye. I would not come off as weak, I told myself. I would not allow him to scare me.

I saw myself through his eyes, and heard his thoughts turn to guilt, which surprised me.

"Edward, I would like to apologize to you," he told me, causing me to stare at him with wide eyes. What in the world is he apologizing for? I'm the one that almost killed someone.

"I am sorry for scaring you, it was not my intention," he told me sincerely. "I should not have let my anger get the better of me."

I continued to stare at him with wide eyes, feeling relief that he had not mean to frighten me. Do you forgive me Edward? He asked.

"It's fine Carlisle," I assured him. He had all the right in the world to be angry with me, I thought guiltily. "Don't feel guilty; you had a right to be angry with me," I told him.

He walked towards me while nodding his head slightly. "I did," he consented, "but I still should not have frightened you."

"You didn't frighten me," I told him. He gave me a small smile, while thinking, Of course I didn't.

I huffed in embarrassment, causing him to chuckle softly.

He then took a deep breath and told me to follow him to his office. I followed him nervously, wondering what was going to happen.

Walking into his office, he motioned for me to take a seat on his couch, while he took a seat opposite me in one of his armchairs. He stared at his hands before speaking. "I am sure it will please you to know that the boy you fought has suffered minor injuries. He has a minor cut on his head and will be fine after a few stitches," he told me conversationally while looking up at me.

I grimaced, while shifting somewhat in guilt. I honestly hadn't thought about the boy since I had been dragged away from him. I was glad he wasn't dead, but I felt he deserved whatever injury I gave him. I'm certain I was not the first victim he had tried to steal from.

Edward! Are you listening to me? Carlisle asked, causing me to wince slightly.

"Yes sir," I responded quickly.

He narrowed his eyes at me and then raised a questioning eyebrow. Then what did I ask you?

I gulped, wondering what he had asked me. "I'm sorry Carlisle," I said, looking down. Pay attention idiot, I thought to myself. You're in enough trouble as it is.

He gave me a disappointed look before repeating his question. "Explain to me what you were doing in town when I specifically forbade you from leaving this house."

I shifted, looking down at my hands while wondering how best to answer. Mind whirling I quickly came to the conclusion that there was no answer that would excuse my behavior. "I-I just wanted to get out," I explained lamely.

Edward, look at me. I slowly raised my head, not liking the disappointed look Carlisle was giving me.

"I know you wanted to get out Edward, but I had already told you why you could not. I also told you that I would take you out as soon as I got home. In fact, I left work early so we could get started on that hunting trip I promised you," he told me.

My eyes widened and my guilt intensified. "Really?" I asked him, already knowing the answer.

Yes. "Now, I will ask you again Edward. Why did you disobey me?" he asked seriously.

Not wanting to answer but getting a strong feeling that he wasn't going to let this go, I took a deep breath and answered. "I thought I knew better," I admitted softly. "I was tired of you always telling me what to do, so I just went," I explained to him honestly.

His gaze pierced through me, and I suppressed the urge to look away. I went to read his thoughts, but stopped when he gave me a pointed look. I know it is difficult for you, but I ask that you refrain from reading my thoughts, understood? I nodded my head at him.

Thank you. "What happened once you got into town?" he then asked.

"I went to the bookstore, bought a few books and left. I was headed home" I said when Carlisle cut me off.

"How was your thirst?" he asked me, and I grimaced. Damn, it's like he's the one that can read minds.

Sighing, I responded. "It only bothered me slightly while walking through the town," I said.

Running a hand through his hair, Carlisle gave me another pointed look and asked, "And what about the bookstore?"

Sighing once more, I said, "It got pretty bad when the sales clerk came up to me. I had to hold my breath until I was out of the store. By then my throat was really starting to ache, so I headed for home," I admitted in embarrassment.

Expecting a rebuke, I was surprised when he asked me what happened next.

"Jimmy and his band of idiots surrounded me and demanded that I pay them a fee to cross through their territory," I said with a slight sneer.

Carlisle narrowed his eyes at me, but said nothing.

"I told them to get out of my way, but they wouldn't. I knew from reading their thoughts that they were just looking for a fight, so I-I obliged them," I confessed quietly.

Of course you did, Carlisle thought tiredly. "Tell me about the fight," he ordered.

I shifted in my seat guiltily because I knew he wasn't going to like what I had to say. "I started out by just avoiding their punches, but then Jimmy," I sneered "had the audacity to call me a coward, so I pushed him."

Carlisle stared at me for a few seconds before asking, "How hard did you push him?"

Shit, I thought. "Does it matter?" I asked, irritated by all the questions. "I pushed him, he hit his head and blacked out, end of story," I huffed angrily. Why did he care so much anyways?

Carlisle gave me an impassive look, thoroughly unimpressed with my behavior. "It matters Edward because I need to know if any of the boys are going to be spreading tales of super human abilities. I need to know if this Jimmy is going to wake up and talk about a strange boy with super human strength or speed," he told me sternly. "Now I repeat, how hard did you push the boy?"

I swallowed nervously, not having thought about the consequences of having used my abilities. "He flew about 10 feet before landing," I mumbled softly.

"What were the other boys thinking after they saw that?" he continued to question.

"They were shocked and afraid, wondering how I was able to do such a thing," I admitted slowly.

"Did you do anything else that would not be considered 'human'?" Carlisle asked.

I bit my lip, wondering if I should mention the growling and snarls. "I m-may have growled at them a couple times," I said, while avoiding his gaze.

I heard a sigh, but I did not look up until I felt his fingers pulling my chin up. Looking me in the eyes, he then asked seriously, "Edward, why is it that you have been constantly arguing and questioning me for the past several months? Why have you continually disrespected me and disobeyed my every word?"

I stared at him wide-eyed, caught completely off guard by the change of topic and nature of the questions. When the shock wore off though, I abruptly responded, "I have not been constantly arguing or disobeying you!"

Carlisle responded with a raised eyebrow before saying, "Look at my thoughts Edward, and tell me that again."

I read his thoughts as he showed me event after event of me arguing and defying him. I watched, astonished at the number of events he was showing me. I knew I had been angry with him lately, but I didn't know how often I had been behaving so disrespectfully with him. When I turned my head away from Carlisle, he stopped the picture show, and looked at me expectantly.

I glanced back at him, unsure of how to answer his question. A part of me argued that I had every right to be angry and argue with Carlisle. He was too overprotective, and he was always telling me what to do. A larger portion of me, however, was starting to say that those weren't really the reasons. I had been becoming increasingly angry with Carlisle as of late, and I really didn't know why. I just kept getting the urge to fight against him, and to push him to see how he would respond. I wanted him to feel angry and miserable like me, but he never responded. He would just give me disappointed looks and a lecture before walking away. His lack of response had only been making me angrier with him, which is why I had taken to fighting with him constantly and not listening.

Glancing up once more at Carlisle, I tried to formulate an adequate answer, but couldn't. "I don't know why I've been behaving the way I have been. I don't really mean to, but I guess- I mean I've just been feeling angry with you for a while, and I don't know why," I tried to explain pitifully. "Why do you care so much now anyways?" I then asked abruptly. "I mean you've said so yourself that I've been behaving poorly for months, so why do you suddenly seem to care now?" I asked him angrily.

I watched him frown in thought before responding. "Edward, I am deeply sorry if I have ever given you the impression that I do not care how you behave, but I assure you that that is far from the truth. I will tell you now that I have been extremely lenient with you, hoping that a stern talking to would encourage you to behave better. However, it is obvious, especially after today's events that you are in need of some serious discipline," he lectured.

I stared at him, wondering what he meant by 'serious discipline'. I tried to read his mind, but he was thinking in Italian, which I didn't understand.

Standing up abruptly, my father looked at me and said, "Go to your room Edward, I need some time to think."

I nodded my head before walking quickly to my room.

Carlisle's POV:

I paced the room, running my hands through my hair in frustration. I knew what I needed to do, I just needed time to get the courage to do so.

The conversation with Edward had confirmed what George had told me. It seemed Edward was indeed pushing me, trying to see how far he could go before I responded. I sighed. I was determined now to give the boy a well deserved spanking. I had given him several chances to correct his behavior, but he had not. Now it was time for him to face the consequences.

My insides squirmed though. I know he deserves it, but I hope to God he will not hate me afterwards. It is for his own good that I will do it. He needs to learn that I only have his best interests at heart, and that he will do well to mind me. His disobedience today almost cost a life, and if I were to let this go… I shuddered at the thought of what could happen.

No, I had let things go way too far, and it was time I took control. Edward was a son to me, and whether that meant anything to him… well, right now that did not matter. As much as this was going to pain me, it was time I got over my fears and insecurities and became the father he needed me to be, whether he realized it or not.

Taking a deep breath, I let out all my fears, all my insecurities, and resolved myself to the task that lay before me.

A/N: So, I know its a short chapter, in fact the shortest in the story, but I felt it best to end it here. Also, for all you who think the spanking is in the next chapter, it is not; it will happen in chapter 5.

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