So, I'm SOOOO sorry for like not posting anything for like the past few weeks. But don't blame me. Mostly. I kind of forgot the password to my computer? So locked out of that... now I'm having to type it on word at school then upload it on my parents computer. Really hard. PLus I was kind of blocked on this chapter. Not really a billion ideas coming you know? And after I typed this, I tried to publish it and it DIDN'T WORK! People who stopped reading this. I hate you. But you'll never know because you're not reading it. So... I think this chapter is goodish. It really short, nothing big... mostly. Actually it is something big and I bet you can't guess from the title... I think I'm going to start putting up a chapter once a week. Obviously, but still... Read! And check out my poll. And I still need a beta... PM if you're interested! My whole goal for this chapter was to make a short author's note... my note budget was completely obliverated. I think I just made up that word...
Chapter 9: Somewhere in South America
Charlie POV
Last Chapter: I laughed, a bitter, hollow laugh. I was still in my boxers.
"Charlie, Charlie, wake up." A high-pitched voice called. (A/N: Who could it be?) It was so far away. Someone was shaking my shoulder.
"Bella, I'm tired. Let me sleep" I muttered, eyes not opening to the bright lights.
"Chief Swan, it's not Bella." memories from yesterday rushed through my head like a waterfall. I jumped up, knocking who ever had woken me to the ground.
"Sorry! Sorry!" I said quickly turning and grabbing the delicate hand and pulling it's owner up. I gasped. "Alice?"
She looked down in shame, "Yeah, it's me."
"What are you doing here? I thought your entire family left?"
"Yeah, but I came back to check on Bella."
"You know what happened?" Oh my God. If He had something to do with this...
"No. I didn't know what happened. I still don't. But I knew she wasn't okay," she tugged on my arm with the force of a ten year old, and I willingly complied, sitting back into the plastic chair, "Edward hasn't been doing good without her. He won't eat, won't sleep, won't even go to school. They were in love, Charlie. I know you couldn't have missed that. And when they were apart... he died on the inside." She put her face into her hands and sobbed.
I froze. Were they really in love? Was my baby really in love? Every father's nightmare. I mean, Bella had done the same thing. She wouldn't do anything. She was basically catatonic. Did she really love him? In the back of my mind I knew, she did. But the real question is, does she still love him. She probably does. But if he came back...
"Alice, who is here with you?" I looked into her gold eyes.
"Just me and Carlisle. Esme might come too. I'm not sure who is coming... or even staying. It just depends on how Bella is." I was shocked. Her entire family would move back... just for my daughter?
"What about..." I trailed off, I had gotten so used to not saying the name that I couldn't even think it.
"No," she replied quickly, "I don't think so anyway. None of us really know where he is... the last time I talked to him he was somewhere in South America. I don't think he's going to be coming here anytime soon." I sighed in relief.
A doctor in a crisp while lab coat walked purposefully to Alice and I. The closer he got, the more I realized that I knew this man. "Dr. Cullen," I said standing up.
"Please, call me Carlisle. And, Charlie, I am so sorry for the inconvienient timing for all of us to come back. We can talk about that later. But right now, do you want to hear about Bella?" All of us?
"You're her doctor?" I asked, I thought it was Dr. Gerandy
"Yes, for now. Her regular doctor is out of town for the rest of this week. So I offered to fill in."
"Well then maybe you're timing wasn't so inconvienient. Will she be okay?" My poor baby.
"She won't have any permanent damage. Do you know what happened?"
"I wish I did. She came home last night and I didn't notice anything different. I was really mad at her for being out so late. Where she could have gone... I don't know. Then when I woke up this morning, I opened my bedroom door, and she was laying there, sleeping." Silent tears slid down my cheeks. If anything happened to her... it would be my fault. All my fault.
"Charlie, I know this has got to be hard on you. But don't worry, I checked her personally and she'll be fine. Right now, she is getting an x-ray, then they're just going to do a few tests. She might not even have to have surgery. I think you need to go home, get cleaned up, and just take the day off. She won't be allowed to have visitors until late tonight or even early tomorrow. Please, go home, and get some rest."
Damn, I wish I wasn't in my boxers in front of my daughter's ex-boyfriend's father. "If you're sure she'll be okay."
"Positive. I will call you as soon as she's awake."
"Thank you. For everything."
I turned and walked out of the sliding glass doors. Bare foot and pantsless. Please let no one from the station see me here. I walked to my cruiser, realizing that the doors were unlocked and key in the ignition. That could have been embarressing. I could already see the newspaper heading "Cop gets police car stolen." Thank God we live in such a small town.
I sat in the drivers seat (A/N: Naw really. I thought you were gonna sit in the trunk and wait for the car to move! Very obvious, Charlie, very obvious) and turned the key. It sputtered for a moment, then went silent. I tried again. Not even a sputter.
"Damn!" I shouted, hitting my hand on the steering wheel.
A light knock on the drivers window made me jump. I manually rolled the window down, "Alice?"
"Didn't we just go through this, Charlie?" She chastined me.
"Yes, but what did you need."
"I thought you might need a ride."
"How did you-" she cut me off.
"Woman's instinct?"
I rolled my eyes. Teenagers. "Thank you, Alice. That's very kind of you."
I got out and followed Alice to the back of the parking lot. She stopped at a yellow Ferrari. Pulling the keys out of her small purse, she pressed a button and the car clicked, unlocking it's doors. My jaw about dropped. "Alice, you have a ferrari?"
"No, silly. It's a porshe."
Oooooh, really big cliffhanger! ;) Not really.
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