Charlie's P.O.V.

I was sitting on the couch watching the cubs get their butts kicked, when the phone ring. I picked it up, annoyed at the distraction.

"Hi Dad! " I heard a voice say. I knew it was Bella, but I will never get used to her new voice. It sounded like little bells.

"Hey Bells!" I said, half annoyed and half excited that she called. I miss her.

"Okay Dad, I'm going to tell you a secret." Bella said into the phone.

"Uh, sure Bells." I answered, not sure why she would call me to tell me a secret.

"Okay. I'm a vampire. The Cullen family is too. I'm moving with Renesmee because the Cullen's kicked me out. I'll keep in touch. Oh, and Jacob's a werewolf. Bye Dad!"

"Wha-"I started, but she hung up. A vampire? No, it's just a myth. I kept telling myself that all day. Finally, curious, I went over to the computer and typed in vampire. I opened the first page I saw. I started to read.

The first thing it said about vampires was that they were called the cold ones. A thought strikes me like a hurricane. Bella's hand was exceptionally cold the last time I saw her.

I keep reading. Next it says that they have incredible speed, strength, and are graceful. Okay, Bella is definitely not a vampire. Wait! I don't think she's gotten hurt in two years! How did I not see that!

"Okay" I thought to myself. "Bella is a vampire. No problem with that."

My thought trickled back to when my best friend was killed by an animal. I realize that any of the Cullens could be the one responsible. I clenched my teeth as I walked out the door. I was going to find out what's going on.

Edward's P.O.V.

"No!" I said suddenly

Everyone stared at me with confused looks on their faces.

"It's Charlie!" I moaned, burying my head in my hands.

"Is he alright?" Alice asked, popping up from the couch.

"He knows!" I said

"He knows where Bella is?" Emmett asked hopefully. I felt like punching him in the face.

"He knows what we are" I said quietly. "And he's on his way over here to confront us"

I looked around the room. Everyone had the same shocked look on their face. I would have laughed if the tension around the room was gone. I heard everyone's thoughts spinning through their minds so fast, I couldn't even read them. We all were still frozen.

After a few minutes of shock, Carlisle said "Well, we might as well look presentable." He plastered a fake smile on his face and he and Esme headed to the door so they could welcome Charlie.

I heard the piercing cry of the doorbell. My parents opened it, smiling the whole time. Charlie refused to come in until he knew the truth. Esme and Carlisle kept insisting that they had no idea what he was talking about. Numbly, I stood up and walked over to the door way. I pushed my parents away and told Charlie everything. From the first day of school, to five seconds ago. In the end, Charlie looked like he saw a ghost. Or a vampire. I saw him slowly sway like he would float away in the wind any second now. I watched as he crumpled to the ground and my parents rushed over to get him inside. Yet, I felt nothing.