I don't own Twilight Stephenie Meyer does
Liz's POV
" Hey stop it, get away from him." I yelled standing in between Jacob and my dad. He wouldn't dare hurt me. " Elizabeth Alice" he said looking at me " You will go to your room, and leave me to deal with this. We will talk about it later." Oh no he didn't. "You are not in charge of me, my grandfather is."
" I am your father and you will listen to me."
" No I won't."
I walked over to Jacob and helped him off the ground. " Come on Jacob, lets go for a drive." I said pulling him to my shiny new car and speeding away.
We spent the rest of the day in Port Angeles and I kept wondering when I would get caught by my dad, or at least my aunts and uncles. Spending time with like Jacob was like fresh air. I understand now what my mom meant about him being her sun, about not having to act around him. He made me a kind of happy I haven't felt in twelve years, and that was a lot of time for only being sixteen. He was nice and I like nice. We had a lot of fun charging stuff to the credit card my dad gave me. It felt so good to know I was costing him money for making me upset. Aunt Alice would be proud at some of the clothes I bought.
When I got home I told Jacob just to take his car and leave because I knew there would be a whole crowed of worried vampires when I got in. I walked in the front door and as I guessed the crowed was there with worried faces. I so did not need this right now, I was tiered so I pretended not to notice them and walked to my room throwing my many shopping bags on the floor. They all followed me to my room.
" Hello ever heard of knocking?" Gosh they where so rude. " Where have you been." dad said a I plopped down on my bed and pulled out my cell-phone. As I was programing in Jake's number I replied, "Shopping." This time my grandpa spoke up. "You could have left a note" I snorted. " I left in a hurry because my dad tried to kill my boyfriend." I realized instantly I should not have said the word boyfriend. " Your dating that dog." Said my Uncle Emmet. " Yes I am and you can't stop me, um hey where's Mason I kind of don't want to tell him about this because the last guy who asked me out mysteriously started smashing his own head into his locker he gave himself a concussion." They all looked at me like I was crazy, except Grandpa Charlie who looked in the direction of Mason's room in shock. " Stop shouting your going to wake up your sister and your brother." My Aunt Alice whispered.
They went down stairs to discuss my punishment. About an hour later my dad came into my room. " Your grounded for two weeks, and you are most definitely not allowed to see that mutt. Charlie will call the school tomorrow to make sure that your schedule is rearranged." I got up from my bed and put my face in front of his " You can't keep us apart even if you wanted to." I was so angry. " I can and I will" he said just before jumping out my window
When I woke up I felt a sudden urge for some more teenage rebellion. I went to my closet and pulled out a mini skirt that Aunt Alice had bought me and cut it about three inches shorter. Next I took a pink camisole and turned it into a tube top. When I got to the bathroom I pulled out all the unused makeup. I basically tried to look like a slut and felt that by making myself look like this was getting back at my dad.
When I got down to the kitchen to grab a quick breakfast I noticed Mason and Mary were already there I turned to look at them and their mouths were hanging open. "What are you wearing?" Mason asked in disbelief. " I'm wearing clothes Mason" He shook his head. " Those are not clothes , clothes are meant to cover your body, and you have like everything like umm... hanging out, it's gross." I snorted. " Well then don't look there, perv!" He just turned and walked out the door. Mary had the complete opposite reaction. " Don't listen to him you look really awesome, but I don't think dad will like it." she said. Just as I was about to walk out the door I told her. " Exactly".