You were wrong about hikm
Chapter 3
A/N: IM SO SORRY. I didnt update yesterday. I fell asleep. But here chapter 3 is. hope you like it
Tara xoxo
EPOV
I woke up this morning, quite happy with a smile on my face. I didn't know why until I entered the shower.
The signature, brown hair made its way into my imagination before the also brown, soulful eyes did.
I made my way out of the shower before I did something I would regret.
Ever since I met that girl, I couldn't get her out of my mind. Only if I knew what her name was.
I am so ridiculous. How could I be so mesmerized by one girl for so long and not know her name?
I let my thoughts drift as I got ready to go
There was practically nothing left in my room. I had sent my clothes ahead with my dad as I packed what was left of my room (that was packable).
This was the first time in a long time that both my parents would be in the same room at the same time.
I hoped things went according as planned. I knew my mum couldn't stand my dad and that's why she left.
I mean I can't even stand him sometimes. He sometimes can be too devoted to his work. I hope I don't become like that when I'm his age.
I was done now so I carried my bag with me down the stairs, secretly happy and more excited than I should have been.
I secretly couldn't wait to see that piece of art again.
I had only seen her once and it felt like I had known her my whole life. If I could only get her out of my mind. That would be very helpful.
I have never seen anyo….
"Edward, you're starting to freak me out with your constant staring off into space." my dad told me while staring at me like I was weird.
I came back to earth and uploaded my stuff into the back of the car.
"Ok I'm all done now."I said.
"Thank God already. You take too long to get together." He said while giving me a curious glare.
We hopped into the care and we embarked on our 19 hour journey to Washington.
I was driving my silver Volvo because we didn't want to have to spend so much time sending my car.
My dad would be taking a plane back to L.A.
I could feel my dad staring holes into the side of my face. I was going to let it pass and not even bother asking him why the hell he was staring at me like…like the disciples did to Jesus when he rose from the dead.
Wow. This man can stare. "You know, there's like this new gadget called a camera. Everyone seems to be talking about it. Maybe you should get one and you know maybe take a picture, it'll last longer." I joked.
He seemed untouched by the joke. So I decided to wipe the grim look of my face. "What's up Dad? Is there something on your mind?"
"You know. I don't think I ever told you how much it meant to me that I had at least one member of the family that left me. You were the only one that seemed to keep me company. I wanted to Thank you for keeping me company all Th…" he started tearing up.
Oh God. You know I can't handle tears.
"Oh Shhhharslll" I said quickly remembering who was in the car with me. (About to curse) "Dad… it's alright. You don't have to thank me even though… Look Dad…I didn't stay because I felt guilty and didn't want you to stay in a house all alone. I stayed because I felt that what mum did was wrong. She shouldn't have left you like that for no reason. So you just get tired of someone that you devoted your life to and move out with his children? No you just don't do that."
I was so annoyed. How could someone do that somebody? I didn't even want to think about that right now.
I looked at my dad and saw nothing but regret written all over his face.
"Edward…I'm afraid you're not aware of the real reason your mother and I got a divorce. I…I….I… I cheated on your mum. With not just one woman, but with 22 other different women."
Sorry what? This was news to my ears.
"Fuck dad! What the hell? " I said not caring about cursing in front of him again."You're a slut. And you led me astray all these years allowing me to paint her as the bad one. But no…you were the prostitute. You were the whore. I just can believe you right now Dad. How could you?"I said angrily.
"Edward, believe me, my aim wasn't to hurt anyone. It was the work of the devil. There were like so many boobs in my face, what did you expect me to do w…"
"Fuck! Shut up Dad! For so many years now, I haven't been able to have a good relationship with my mum and brothers because of your fucking lie. And you sit here talking to me about bloody boobs in your face. What the hell is wrong with you?"
"I don't know. I am really sorry son. I really didn't mean to upset anyone. I swear before God and man that until today I haven't stopped loving your mum. Well it doesn't matter because she won't take me back. I don't blame her though. If I was her, I won't take me back. No words can explain how truly sorry I am. Well, I know sorry doesn't solve anything. How I wish I had a time machine."
I tried to calm down. I couldn't even look at him right now. Of fear to lose it again. I couldn't even believe this guy right now. Was he for real? This sucks real bad. I can't believe I had been so rude and mean to my mum for all these years because of my dad and he seats here talking to me about fucking boobs!
I sighed "Why did you do it?" I asked?
"I don't know…" he replied
"You've ruined my relationship with me and the rest of my family and you have the fucking guts to tell me you don't know?" I yelled. I calmed down a bit and said a lot calmer now "I think you owe me that much to answer the Godamn question properly."
Now it was his turn to sigh. "I was hungry okay? I was hungry for more sex. My greedy self could not just accept once or twice a week. I wanted more and I went after it." He replied.
"And what, you couldn't ask mum for more? You were too scared that she'll think of you as a dirty disgusting pervert? Which you are. You know what you are? A hoe? A hoe that kept going back for more." I said with disgust in my tone.
"Eddie…"
"Don't call me that" I said cutting him off.
"Edward…look I d…"
"You know what. I don't want to hear you speak again. I can't stand to hear you talk again. I really don't care about your explanations anymore because the fact still remains that you cheated. You owe me that much, so just shut the fuck up and not talk again this whole ride. Thank you for your co-operation." I said with retirement.
I have to fix this. I am tired of being a bitch to my brothers and especially to my mum, who did nothing wrong.
I was rude to her for no reason and she didn't deserve that.
I had a goal.
And that goal was to make things right again. And I was going to do everything I could to make sure I achieved that goal.
The rest of the ride to Washington was silent.
After 19 hours of driving. I had finally arrived at my destination. Without saying a word to my sleeping dad I got out of the car and slammed the door shut. I hoped that would wake him up.
Thankfully it did because he came out of the car a few moments later to come help with my bags.
I got my bags and walked up to the Masen/Cullen doorstep. I just stood there for a while. Then what felt like hours.
Then I breathed in and knocked.
A/N: So what do you think? How do you like it so far? What do you think of Carlisle? Who do you think is going to open the door.
Find out in Chapter 4
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Tara xoxo