Chapter 7

Through Cassie's eyes

I'm going to say something: I hate the Cullen's. First, they leave my sister and leave her broken hearted. Then, just as Jake and I were cheering her up- separately, because I had never actually met Jake,- the Cullen's return and think all is fine and dandy! Well it's not! They have a very angry family to deal with.

Charlie was horrified at how quickly Bella threw herself at Edward. With much sobbing and kissing, Bella found a way to relax into his arms on the sofa. Honestly, I couldn't relax around him or Alice. They made me too edgy. I couldn't sit down with them around.

So, the six of us were in the small living room. Everyone was sitting, Charlie and I being the exceptions. Charlie was laying down the ground rules about Edward's visits. It was obvious Bella had grown to dependant on him. That girl needs to know how to stand alone, even I manage it.

Edward kept titling his head in my direction, as if I had said something intriguing and he couldn't hear. Alice kept zoning off, while Edward smirked at some of Charlie's comments such as "I won't hesitate to pull my gun on you." They were so weird! Edward snorted, trying to hide his laughter with coughs. He looked at me as if to share amusement, but I hadn't said anything to him, and I didn't plan on trying to make him laugh.

Bella and Edward moved together. Whenever he shifted, she moved to make sure they were both comfortable. They were like a moving mosaic with only two pieces.

That night, I sat in Bella's room on her bed. She kept glancing at the window, as if something was going to jump out at her.

"So you haven't mentioned Jacob today. What's he think of your boyfriend?"

"He and Edward hate each other. I personally think it's so stupid." Bella told me.

"Why do they hate each other?" I asked, even though the answer was obvious. By the way Bella talks about those two, I'd say there was a love triangle going on here.

"It's nothing, totally stupid." Bella waved it away. I was about to tell her that it was stupid to lead them both on but she interrupted me.

"Can you believe Charlie? I mean, I'm eighteen now. I shouldn't need a curfew! I should be allowed to see Edward whenever I want to! I hope he knows I can just move out!" Bella complained.

"You know, Bells. I kind of agree with him about the Edward restrictions." I told her honestly.

"Why? It's not like we're going to do anything anyway." Bella defended.

"Yeah, but… never mind." I decided I really didn't want her to yell at me for my opinion.

"But what?" She asked. I shook my head.

"You don't want to hear it." I told her honestly.

"Oh no, please, enlighten me." She folded her arms across her chest. Fine, if she wanted the truth, I'll give her the truth. I'll be blunt about it too. I'll give it to her straight, get it over with quickly.

"I think you're too attached to him."

"It's called love, Cassie, in case you missed that part." She sneered.

"Fine, not attached then. You're too dependent on other people. Actually, the Cullen's mostly. You don't need them to hold your hand through life." I told her.

"Cassie, haven't you heard it's much easier that way? I really don't care what you think! I'm in love and that's how it's going to be." She huffed. "You, Charlie, and Jake need to leave me alone about it."

"I guess none of us are happy about it then. Maybe we just care too much about your safety." I snapped back.

"I'm perfectly safe with him!"

"No you're not! Remember how you felt when he left you? You're in high school and odds are you're not going to marry the guy. What happens when he wants to see other people? Huh, what then?" Bella didn't seem able to respond.

"Are you going to get depressed again until you fall in love with another guy? What happens when y'all break up? Depression again? Bella, you can't live like that!" I sat back down on her bed, satisfied with my speech.

"Don't you dare tell me how to live my life!" Bella finally found her words. "You can't control me and neither can Charlie! I am sick and tired of his shit! I can't be restricted by his rules anymore!"

"Bella," I warned, "don't complain about Charlie."

" And why the hell not, huh? Please tell me, Cassie, because I'm dying to hear it!" She mocked. I could feel my face become serious.

"In case you haven't noticed, Bella, I don't have a father." I walked out of the room.

Now you guys know the reason why Cassie has some bad moments. I promise you'll find out more in book 3: Breaking Dawn.

Well, my book three, not Stephanie Meyer's.