A one-shot, it's sad, but read anyway. Reviews are appreciated.
"Edward," I said. "I think I can tell Charlie now." I just got a call from the hospital Charlie was in, and they told me he didn't have much more time. I wanted to tell my dad everything; why we had to keep things from him, and sometimes outright lie to him. If what the nurse said was true, Charlie didn't have to worry about the Volturi getting to him. He would already be gone. I kissed Edward and Renesmee goodbye, and drove to the hospital.
When I got to his room, he was sitting up against some pillows. He looked terrible. His skin was pale and loose, and he had dark circles under his eyes. He almost looked like me, but I could hear the faint fluttering of his failing heart. I sat down on the bed next to him.
"How are you feeling?" After I said it, I instantly regretted asking. It wasn't a good idea to bring that up. Getting right to the point, I said, "Dad, I think your need-to-know policy is pretty much moot at this point." He did know that people from my world would kill him if he knew what I was. He nodded, and I continued. "Would you like to know?" He nodded again, and I dimly wondered if he was able to speak.
"Where to start…" I mused. Charlie rasped, "Aging?" I decided to be blunt about everything. "I'm…immortal." His eyes bulged. "What…" So I explained.
"The Cullens…myself…and half of Renesmee, we're vampires." It was a wonder he hadn't had a stroke yet. "Everything…" he commanded.
"There's not much left to explain. Well, there is one major difference between us and your mental image. We hunt animals only. And some of us have supernatural powers. Edward can read minds, "Charlie's face flushed at this, "Alice can see the future, Jasper can control emotions, and I'm a shield from powers that affect the mind. Renesmee flipped mine and Edward's powers; no one can keep her out of their heads, not even me. And she can show you what she's thinking. Want to know how old we all are?" He sighed, and I grinned. This was going to be fun. "Carlisle is around 400, Esme, Alice, and Edward are all around 200, Jasper's around 300-he was in the Civil War." He stared at me incredulously. Charlie was interested in the Civil War, he had books all around the house about it. "Emmett and Rosalie are around 150." He shook his head, like he was trying to clear it. It was obvious he didn't want to believe I was one of the eternally damned. After a few minutes, he fell asleep, so I kissed his forehead and left the room, not knowing at the time that that was the last time I would see him alive.
2 days later, we got a call, informing us that Charlie had passed away. We couldn't go to the funeral; it killed me to stay away. But, everyone we knew 50 years ago was still here, and they would recognize us, and the fact that we hadn't aged in the last half a century. While the funeral was taking place, we packed up the house, then left Forks behind us, forever.