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BPOV

Chapter 5

Date Night

The trig test had gone by without a hitch it seemed and once I had cleared that on Wednesday, the rest of my week seemed easier and less intense. I went to work Wednesday afternoon and Thursday as well and before I knew it, it was Friday. It was still pretty sunny out by Friday afternoon, so I figured I wouldn't see Edward until that night. I took my time driving home and when I got into the house I decided to take a well deserved nap. My mind was exhausted from all the studying and deep conversations I had had all week and I was fairly certain that there would be more to come this weekend, so I needed a break. I lay down on my bed on top of the covers and fell into a deep sleep. I woke up around five thirty and noticed the sun had nearly set as my room had begun to take on a purple hue. I flipped on my lamp and quickly got up to shower, debating on what I should wear. I finally decided on a burnt orange top. It had a scoop neck and drapey sleeves and fit snugly over my waist, I didn't wear it very often, but I liked the shape of it. I accessorized a little with a bronze colored chain belt and some beaded necklaces. I put on a pair of clean jeans, a dressier pair of boots and topped it with a tailored coat. I looked very chic; I was determined to get Edward to take me out of the house tonight to avoid that awful conversation with Charlie that was brewing. I looked at myself again in the mirror, Alice would have been proud. The doorbell rang and I bolted downstairs to answer it before Charlie, nearly falling down the stairs in the process.

Edward had kept his promise, there he stood on my doorstep with a bunch of flowers in hand; peonies to be exact.

"You didn't really have to do that." I said feeling the heat rushing into my cheeks.

"A promise is a promise." He said smiling. He handed them to me and bent over and kissed me on the cheek. As he pulled his face away from mine he paused at my ear and murmured lowly, "You look absolutely ravishing." I was suddenly happier that I had put all that thought into this outfit. He stood under the porch light looking more handsome than ever. His eyes were a burst of gold light and his olive green button down complimented the bronze tips of his hair that shimmered under the porch light. His face was smooth and peaceful and I noticed that the fabulous jeans from the other day had made a reappearance; cleaned, pressed and flawless.

"You didn't wreck your pants." I pointed out.

"You asked me not to." He replied innocently.

"What do you want to do tonight?" I asked changing the subject.

"Aren't you going to invite me in?" he asked, still maintaining his innocent tone.

I tried to ignore his question, playing it off like I didn't hear him. I started to close the front door behind me. Like a flash he put his hand up, preventing the door from closing and put one foot in the door frame. Damn. The supernatural were so frustrating.

"You should put those in water," Edward said with a smirk over his shoulder to me, as he walked into the house. "Good evening chief Swan," he called through the house as he headed toward the kitchen. I was fuming; I followed him miserably through the living room, hoping that Charlie didn't hear him.

"Edward?" Charlie's voice called from upstairs, "is that you?"

"Yes sir." He walked into the kitchen and grabbed a container and started filling it with water.

I heard Charlie on the stairs, he was coming down. He came into the kitchen as Edward was setting the flowers on the table.

"Those are nice." Charlie said trying to be friendly to me, I glared at him and he ignored me. "You kids got anything special planned tonight?"

"No, not yet." Edward said flashing a smile at Charlie in his most pleasing tone. I thought I was going to get sick.

"Well then, if you wouldn't mind, I wanted to talk to you for a second Edward, "

"Dad," I interjected, "Maybe this isn't the best time, Edward just got home a couple hours ago…"

I almost had him convinced, then Edward held up a hand and gently said in a polite, diplomatic tone, "Bella, it's alright, I don't mind." He smirked at me without Charlie seeing and then he turned his eyes to him and sat down at the kitchen table.

"Dad, come on really!" I said getting angry as Charlie sat down at the table across from Edward.

"Now Bella, just stop it." Charlie said a little more sternly than I had expected. I shut my mouth and Edward looked like he was about to burst into hysterics. The best response I could muster for the whole situation was a grunt and I stormed into the living room and put on the TV. I couldn't hear the conversation between the two of them, never had I wished for supersonic hearing more than I did at that point. I heard Edward's soft chuckle and Charlie's uncomfortable tone a few times, but that was all. It was nice that Charlie was trying so hard. Any type of social situation with a normal person made Charlie uncomfortable, I could just imagine how much worse it must be with Edward. They talked for only a few minutes, but it seemed like eons to me. Finally after about ten minutes, I heard the scrape of the chairs on the linoleum floor and the two of them came walking back into the living room. I couldn't read their faces very well to determine if the conversation had gone badly or not.

"Ready to go?" Edward asked picking my coat up off the sofa and helping me into it.

"Absolutely."

Charlie walked over to me and patted my shoulder roughly, "okay then, I'll see you later, don't stay out too late alright?"

I was still angry with him, but he was trying so hard, so I softened my expression and replied, "Okay dad." He gave a little nod to me and turned and headed to his recliner where I knew he would be camping out until I got home later that night.

Edward and I walked to his car in silence; he opened the door for me and shut it gently behind me. Within seconds he was in the driver seat revving the engine and heading down the street. He was completely silent and staring hard at the road in front of him, expressionless. I was starting to feel mildly horrified, the quiet was killing me.

"Soo…" I said, breaking the silence

"So what?" He responded, maintaining his hard stare

"So, what, um what happened?" I started fiddling with my hair nervously.

"I don't want to talk about it Bella." His voice was cold and I really did feel like I was going to vomit. The hair fiddling intensified, my throat got dry, what could have possibly been said in that short a time that was making him react like this? I thought I had heard him laughing with Charlie in the kitchen at one point, was I wrong? Then I looked over at Edward and saw that his shoulders were shaking, his right hand was near his face, was he so angry that he was shaking? Then we passed under a streetlight and I got a better look at him; he was laughing.

"You suck!" I exclaimed. That did it, he burst into such a guffaw that the car shook.

"I fail to see what's so funny." I said aggravated, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Really?" he coughed, "you really don't? You don't think that you're overreacting the slightest bit?"

"No, because I really hate the thought of you becoming chummy with my father."

"And why is that?" He asked finally regaining his composure

"I don't know, it's just embarrassing, and what if it goes badly? What if it makes things worse between the two of you? What if he figures out who you are? Then he could be in danger, and…" My voice was becoming steadily more panicked.

"Bella, Bella, Bella…" Edward said quickly, he turned and faced me, putting his cold hand on my leg in hopes to calm me down. "Bella, nothing like that is going to happen. He's not going to find out anything about me or my family or us that could endanger him or make you uncomfortable. I don't have a lot of experience with in-laws but I do with people and everything is going to be fine, I promise." I believed him, of course I did, and I quickly calmed down and just focused on his face.

I propped my arm up on the window and rested my face against my hand, "so what'd he say to you anyways." I rolled my eyes around toward him in a sideways glance.

"Not very much," Edward put both of his hands on the wheel.

"Shocking" I said sarcastically, Edward smiled.

"He said to me that he knew he had been unfair to me since I had come back and that I was very important to you. He wanted to try to get to know more about me before he decided that he really didn't like me."

"And what did you say?"

"I said that I appreciated his honesty and that I knew he wasn't too fond of me. I told him that I knew sometimes he didn't think I was doing what was in your best interest and that I was sorry for that. Then he invited me to go fishing with him and Billy Black on Saturday. I accepted his invitation."

"Saturday! I thought he was going on Sunday." I started to get panicky again. Edward quickly interceded.

"Everything is going to be fine love. Don't spend any more time thinking about it." He assured in his most soothing tone.

"Okay, yeah, you're right. What's the worst that could happen, you've done this before." I said trying to reassure myself. "Do me one favor though?"

"What's that?"

"Try to act like a human."

"Explain please."

"Well I don't know, try not to read his thoughts. You might slip up and answer something he was thinking rather than what he was saying." Edward's calm face tightened up a little but I kept talking, "and make sure you wear something that's kind of crappy, cuz you'll get dirty and..."

"Bella," he said sternly. I turned to look at him and saw that I had offended him. His forehead had furrowed up in frustration and his voice was getting edgy. "I have spent the last ninety or so years very carefully carrying myself through this life as inconspicuously as I possibly can. I have no intention of showing up tomorrow in a cape, hypnotizing people and drinking a thermos full of blood. He wants to get to know me, I'm going to just be myself…within reason. "

"I'm sorry," I whispered.

His expression softened and he said quietly, "I know you're nervous, I am too, but I want you to know that this important not only to Charlie, but to me too. I want him to trust me." I nodded my head in agreement and he took my hand in his and kissed it softly, never taking his eyes off the road.

Saturday morning came early. Charlie and Billy always liked to leave very nearly at the crack of dawn, but I think for Edward's sake they decided to leave a little later, thinking that he wouldn't want to get up that early, little did they know, Edward didn't sleep. Never the less, at seven o'clock sharp, I heard the low revving of Edward's Volvo in our driveway. I got up and threw on a sweatshirt and headed downstairs, at least I'd be able to see them off. To my surprise, Billy backed out last minute leaving the fishing trip consisting only of my father and Edward. I heard a quiet knock on the front door and quickly answered it. Edward stood there wearing a pair of green cargo pants, a gray thermal shirt with a navy blue t-shirt over it. His hair was a mess and in his hand he held a tray of three coffees. I had never seen him look so, normal….

"Good morning." He said quietly with a smile.

"Good morning to you," I said looking him over, a little amused.

"I brought you and Charlie coffee."

"Thanks, who's the third one for?"

"For myself, of course. No normal seventeen-year-old boy could wake up this early on a Saturday without a little help." He smiled his crooked smile and then winked at me.

"No, of course not." I said returning with a crooked smile of my own. He leaned over and kissed my forehead and picked me up on his hip with his free arm and brought me in the house.

"Good morning chief Swan," Edward called as he entered the house. Charlie came downstairs, a little startled to see me up.

"Morning Edward, Billy had to cancel on us, so it's just you and me if that's alright."

"That's fine."

"Good." There was an awkward silence between the three of us for a moment. Well, ok then" Charlie interrupted, "guess we better get going. We'll see you later Bells."

"Ok dad, I'll have dinner ready when you get back." My dad gave me a little nod and started toward the front door.

Edward leaned over and kissed my cheek and whispered low enough so only I could hear him, "everything is going to be fine." I nodded in agreement and he sauntered out the door behind Charlie.