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One Night in Vegas.

Chapter Eight.

I looked up at the clock as I finished setting the table. I was making good time. Dinner was just about finished and Charlie would be home any minute. Hopefully our conversation would go as smoothly as it had been for me it prepare this meal, and hopefully it wouldn't be my last. I knew Charlie wasn't going to be happy about any of this, especially not when I told him I was planning on moving in with the guy.

Which, of course, I completely understood. It wasn't a rational thing to do. Edward was a stranger and as far as I knew he was dangerous, but my heart wouldn't let me believe that. It also wouldn't let me stay away. There was something about him that had be drawn to him.

I jumped when the phone rang, pulling me out of my thoughts. Quickly I crossed the room and picked up the phone off the receiver. "Hello?"

"Hello, Bella?"

I smiled at the sound of my older sister's voice on the other line. It had been ages since I had the opportunity to talk to her. As far as I knew she didn't even know of my divorce. I cringed. At the thought. I had almost completely forgotten about Jacob and his betrayal. My mind was too consumed of my new mysterious and gorgeous husband, Edward, to have time to spare for Jacob. I shook my head of the thought. I'm sure she knew. Our father would have said something by now.

"Yeah, it's me. How are you Rose?" I asked, grabbing the oven mitts and heading over to pull the flounder out of the oven.

"Everything is good over here."

I nodded even though she couldn't see and placed the fish on top of the stove. Rosalie moved to New York with her husband, Emmett, when she was six months pregnant with my nephew Everett. While Rosalie was a stay at home mom and extremely content with that her husband was a struggling baseball player. Up until last season when he hurt his shoulder, Emmett used to play for the New York Yankees.

"Dad told me what happened with you and Jacob. How are you holding up?"

I took a deep breath. Shouldn't it hurt more than it did? Shouldn't the mentioning of his name bring back the horrible memories of his unfaithfulness. Shouldn't I be in tears? After all, our divorce was only finalized a little more than two weeks ago.

"I figured he would and I'm fine." I said simply, throwing a bag of vegetables in the microwave so that I could steam them the quick and easy way. "So, how is Ev doing? Is he getting big? He's what five months now?"

"He'll be five months in two weeks. I emailed you some pictures last night." I heard her take a deep breath and I knew she was about to change the subject right back to Jacob. I honestly didn't want to talk about him. Not now. Not ever again.

"I'll look after dinner." I said, knowing that she would know what I meant. I held the phone to my ear with my shoulder and went to go pick up the fish so that I could start putting our servings on our dishes. "I'm got remarried last week when Alice took me to Vegas to get away." I said out of know where, hoping that this would keep her from trying to get me to talk about Jake. "I'm sure dad told you that Alice took me away in one of you weekday calls."

Rosalie was completely silent, so I continued talking while I turned to go grab the bag of mixed steamed veggies. "He is absolutely gorgeous Rose, and he is so sweet and gently. Oh, and he is a God in bed! He own Cullen Coffee."

Rosalie burst out laughing and it caught me off guard.

"Okay, honey, that is not the way to deal with this. Plus, Bella, everyone wants to be married to the coffee king. Edward Cullen is a God! I should tell you about some of my dreams that he has starred in."

My nose crinkled at my sisters confession. Hearing her fantasies about Edward were the last thing I wanted to do. He was my husband right now after all, even if she didn't believe me, and I was pretty sure if I was having sex dreams about her husband she wouldn't want to hear about them. Hell, she'd kick my ass.

"Rose," I sighed. "I'm serious, and please for the love of God keep your sex dreams to yourself." I quickly finished setting the table and took my normal seat at the table. "I'm moving in with him. I'm telling dad over dinner tonight."

Rosalie was quiet a moment and until she squealed in my year I thought our call was disconnected.

"Oh, my God!"

I winced, pulling the phone away from ear as she yelled.

"You got drunk in Vegas and got married?! Wasn't Alice watching you? No! Of course she got shit faced too! What where you thinking Bella?! And seriously, Edward Cullen?!"

"Yeah." I muttered, looking at the clock again. Time seemed to be moving slowly and I was starting to grow extremely nervous. I wish I could have just gone back to the house with Edward. I frowned at the thought of him having to fend for himself tonight, but then I remembered, to my dismay, that he said he had hired staff to assist him. I didn't like that too much either. I'd have to change that tomorrow.

I sighed, realizing that I wasn't going to be in his life any longer than five months, so I had no right really to make him change his life style. He lived, until now, without me and he would do it again. Until he found the person he was truly meant to be with.

My heart ached at that thought. He would be able to live his life normally after our five months was up, but I would never be the same again. My life would be dreary after Edward Cullen, but he would be perfectly fine. He had everything and could have everything he wanted. It was better to make him see now that I wasn't what or who he needed as a wife before I ended up getting hurt again, but I feared I was already beginning to fall in love.

"What does he see in you? I mean you are pretty in your own way, but you are no model!"

"Thanks!" I huffed. "But I know what you mean. I don't understand either." I slouched down in my chair. "It's just a fling."

"Bella, you are married to him. That's not a fling. Didn't he asked to get the marriage annulled?"

"No, but I did." I was pouted now.

"And... he told you no?"

She sounded perplexed and I couldn't help but laugh. "Odd isn't it? It's true though." I looked down at my ring finger, eying the thin white gold band on my ring finger. Most of the time I kept it hidden in my pocket, but that seemed pointless now. "I agreed to try this marriage out with him. A five month deal." I said with a soft smile.

"And you are explaining all this to dad tonight."

I was frowning again, my eyes instantly darting to the clock. He'd be home any minute now. "Mhm."

"Dad is going to throw a bird. Good luck with that."

The amusement in her voice annoyed me and I couldn't help but sound bitter. "Geez, thanks Rose."I muttered and she laughed.

"I seriously don't believe it though. Send me pictures?"

"Mhm." I murmured, even though we both knew that I wouldn't I heard the cruiser pull up into the driveway and I sat up straight in my chair. "Hey, Charlie's home. I've got to go." I said as I pushed myself out of the chair.

"All right. Let him know that I called, okay?"

"Okay."

"And give me a call later tonight and let me know how this all blows over."

"Okay, okay!" I said as I heard the front door open. "Bye."

Charlie walked into the kitchen just as I turned the phone off and placed it down on top of the table. He looked at me, eyebrow raised.

"Rosalie." I said simply and he nodded, his eyes ogling the fish on his dinner plat.

"What did she have to say?" He asked, pulling out his chair, his eyes never leaving his fish.

"Not much." I said taking my seat across from him. I didn't bother trying to pick up my silver ware to begin eating like Charlie had. I was too nervous and my hands were shaking. "She wants you to give her a call back later."

"So," He began as he begun cutting his flounder. "Let's talk." He glanced up at me as he lifted his forkful of flounder to his mouth.

I took a deep breath and looked down a my plate, trying to think of a good place to begin. Though, no matter where I decided to start it would all sound crazy. It was crazy! "I got drunk and got married." I said with a simple shrug of my shoulders, blowing it off as if it was no big deal.

Charlie took a deep breath. "I figured, but why is he here?" I looked up as I heard him place his fork down and looked him in the eyes. "Why is he here now? Aren't you working to annul the marriage? It was obviously a mistake."

I nodded. It was a mistake. Everyone knew that and I was willing to live it for awhile. Wasn't there a small chance that he was right and this could work out. "Actually we aren't."

He cocked his head to the side as he glared at me. His nostrils flared and I knew he didn't like the idea of that, but this wasn't his life or his choice. "Isabella Marie, you don't know this man!" He grumbled. I could tell he was trying not to scream at me.

"I know." It was all I could think of saying. Besides a few simple things I knew nothing about Edward.

"Then what are you doing?" He hissed, pushing his plate away and slamming his fist down on the table causing me to jump. "You aren't actually going to stay married to this man? That's reckless!"

I took a deep breath and stared him in the eye. "It's my life to be reckless Charlie. I'm not a child anymore."

"You are acting like one!" He yelled.

As calmly as I could I pushed myself up from my chair, shaking my head. "No, dad, you are." I pushed my chair in and grabbed my untouched plate and dumped it in the trash can. "Jacob broke me." I said dropping the plate in the sink. I'd leave it for Charlie to clean later, along with the rest of the kitchen. "Edward makes me feel complete again. For whatever reason I'm happy around him. I'm moving in with him."

"You are using him." He said sternly.

I looked down,realizing that he was probably right. Was I using Edward as an escape because he was convinced he was in love with me? Was I that broken.

"You'll end up hurting him just like Jacob hurt you."

"And it will be his own fault!" I yelled. "I wanted to end it from the beginning!" I shook my head. "It's only for five months. It'll will be over in five months."

Charlie shook his head. He got up from his chair so quickly it fell backwards. "If you leave now Bella... If you move in with him... You aren't welcome to come back here. Not to live."

I felt my throat tightened and I nodded. "Fine." I chocked out. "I'll have my things out by tomorrow afternoon. I'll leave the key on the counter." I stormed out of the kitchen and headed towards the living room to grab my purse, pulling my phone from inside of it I dialed the number written on my palm and headed out the door. I was thankful when the phone was answered after two rings. "Dinner is finished." I said, sniffling as I wiped the tears from my eyes. "Can you come and get me?"

Now I'm really getting back into things, I think I'm completely over my writer's block! I'll have another chapter for you all tomorrow some time! For those of you who think this ended poorly with Charlie, no worries! You'll see in the next chapter. Hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Please review! Thanks so much!