Bella's POV-

I awoke to a vice wrapped around me and I struggled to get free as it was becoming a little too squished. I sat up, rubbing my eyes and stretching my arms before sleepily looking over and smiling to myself as I remembered Paul stayed over last night after we went to third base. He was still fast asleep, his head buried into the pillow and laying on his side so I took this time to take in all of his body. The last time I had the chance was a couple of weeks ago and he was in boxers. I noticed that his muscles seemed more defined... in fact it was obvious that they were- they had grown a substantial amount. That couldn't be possible right? I knew he worked out, but even that wouldn't make him fill out that much in two weeks. Was he taking steroids? God, I hope not.

Taking a closer look, he had even gained an 8 pack, when previously he had a six pack and he had grown at least two inches. His face seemed more rugged and defined in this time- though it wasn't obvious unless you took the time to inspect it like I was doing- and he seemed much more of a man than he did, all boyish features gone.

I figured I was probably imaging things, or still half asleep. A cold shower would wake me up; after all I did smell like I needed one. Finding some clean clothes I wandered to the bathroom and took a shower then changed into the white shirt and jeans and towel dried my hair. When I came back into the room, Paul was sitting up in bed, jacking himself off. I bit my lip and slowly walked over to the bed, my eyes fixed on his hand wrapped around his hard dick.

"Couldn't wait could you?" I winked as I perched on the bottom of my bed.

He looked up, eyes dark with lust and moaned gently before smirking. "You know I'm impatient Bella."

"Well hurry up, my dad should be home in half an hour… at the most!" I ordered as I picked up his clothes and handed them over.

He continued to rub his hard on, his hand giving it small squeezes and nips. "Man, Bells, I thought you'd do it for me."

I slapped his chest playfully, giggling. "Paul! I need to get the house sorted so it doesn't seem suspicious!"

"Mmm." He moaned loudly as he ejaculated and wiped his hand on the already dirty sheets. "Okay, let me help."

I smiled and chucked his clothes at him, waiting for him to change before we quickly stripped the bed sheets, which were in need of a wash before we used them, and dumped them in the laundry and made quick work of breakfast.

My dad arrived home when we were sitting on the couch, cuddled up and watching some cooking programme.

"Hey Bells, Hey Paul. Did you just arrive here?" Charlie asked as he wandered into the living room after taking his shoes off.

"Yes sir." He turned to flash Charlie his charming smile who merely nodded back before sitting down on the couch and watching TV with us. Both him and Paul soon lost interest in the cooking programme and started a conversation about football. I rolled my eyes and continued to watch the channel, hoping to pick up new recipes.

Soon later Paul said he had to go and gave me a quick kiss goodbye before heading out and driving away.

"You and Paul are getting pretty serious." Charlie commented as he took a sip from his beer.

I nodded as I looked down at my knees. In all honesty, Paul was the first boyfriend she ever had since back in phoenix all the boys avoided her like she was a disease.

"Well just be safe Bells… when you… well you know?" Charlie blushed and stammered through his sentence.

Bella's eyes widen and she could feel the heat rushing to her cheeks. "Dad!"

"We had to talk about it at some point Bella, and now that you have a boyfriend I think we should do it now." He grunted as he ran a hand through his hair, obviously feeling as awkward as I felt.

"I think I know by now how to be safe- there has been talks in school, and mum already went through it with me when I was 12." I shuddered at the memory of my mum describing in detail every little thing I knew- it wasn't as if it didn't get lodged permanently at the back of mind.

I was personally thankful that she put me on the pill at a young age, unless Phil would have knocked me up. The image flashed in my mind and I felt a little queasy all of a sudden. Where was he now? Was he back with my mum? Was he trying to find me? Was my mum okay? The questions kept somersaulting around in my head and I knew I probably looked pale to my dad.

"Was it that bad Bells?" Charlie chuckled, an amused expression on his face.

"No it's something else I'm worried about." I shook my head and looked away.

Charlie's brows furrowed in worry now- another reason I don't want to tell him. "What is it?"

"It's nothing, really dad." I muttered, wishing, hoping, he'd drop the subject.

"Bella you need to tell me. You look like a ghost." He said, getting up and sitting beside me.

"I don't want to drag you into it- I don't want you worrying."

"Bella, I'm your dad, I want to know. And if you aren't going to tell me it will worry me more- I'll think of the worse possible scenarios." He placed a hand on my back awkwardly and gave it a little pat.

"Well…okay." I said before launching into the long story about Phil. He listened with out interrupting and by the end I was sobbing into his arms, like every time I told it. It always brought the fear back and it was another reason I was reluctant to tell him. I was hoping this wasn't going to be a common thing- telling people my story. I knew no matter how many times I told it, it would always affect me the same way.

"Why didn't you tell me Bella? Why didn't you phone me when you were in Phoenix? Why didn't you tell your mum? Where is he now? Have you phoned the police? Wait I am chief of police, I can put in a report." Charlie's angry ranting and questions was what I expected as he hugged me close and I sighed, a little glad to have someone else on my side.

"There isn't any point putting in a report, he's no where to be seen and when it comes to a court case I won't have any evidence." I said in a shaky breath.

"You'll have your fear Bella, and I'm sure there is plenty of evidence back at your mums house. We will hunt him down- what if he does it to other girls Bells? You couldn't possibly allow that to him." Charlie grumbled and I knew he was right, I had to let him put in a report.

"Okay dad. Thank you." I sighed and then mumbled. "I love you."

"I love you too kiddo." He smiled. "Is this why you and Paul bonded so quickly?"

I nodded and then pulled away. "Yeah."

"Who else knows?" He asked, scratching the back of his head.

"Mum, she sent me on a plain as soon as she found out to get me away from him, Jacob and Paul. But that's it." I smiled a little.

"Mmm. You don't mind that Jacob and Billy are coming for dinner tonight? Maybe you could invite Paul." He smiled, ruffling my hair and getting up.

"Sure dad, I'll phone him and then get started with the meal." I said, feeling a little better that my dad new and he was doing something about it.

I phoned Paul who happily agreed to coming over and he even said he'd bring some desert. I was excited to see what he'd bring- I never thought he could cook and I still believe that he can't. I tried not to laugh when he said he was making cheesecake.

"You bake?" Was what I said to which he replied that he had to learn how to cook- with his dad being an abusive alcoholic and his mum living in a constant bubble of fear and madness. I understood.

We hung up and I was left excited for tonight- I was happy that my dad decided to invite Paul to the usual 'family' dinner.

I am incredibly sorry this is so late! Here are my pathetic reasons: I had been going through family issues a few months ago, I've been stressed out about my English folio and French speaking exam, I had writers block etc. I thought you deserved an explanation and I promise I will try and get the next chapter updated earlier than this one- I won't have writers block as I already have a good idea of what is going to happen and (WARNING: Spoiler, don't read ahead if you like surprises) yes to clue you in there will be drama at dinner. But what drama? ;)