AN: Thank you for the reviews, this is a really short chapter, but I'm really sick right now. Enjoy :)

Chapter 3
Carlisle's pov:

I slowly walk up the stairs to my son's room trying to think of the right thing to say to him. I can understand why he's mad, but at the same time I'm not regretting my decision. Letting the other four children have some alone time is good for them, and I really think that Edward could use a break from them too. This is my first free weekend in a long time and I want to have some father and son bonding time. I finally reach the door to Edwards room and gently knock on it. He doesn't answer, so i knock one more time.

"Son, can I come in?" I ask in a soft tone.

" Come in" my sons muffled voice says.

I walk into Edwards messy room and at first I don't see him anywhere. But suddenly I can see some movement under the covers in his bed, and I smile when I realize he's hiding under it. I take a seat on the bad, placing a hand on his blanket-covered head.

"Are you okay Edward? Why are you under the covers?" I ask.

"Because I want to be left alone. This weekend sucks." He whines, sounding like the seventeen year old he really is.

I laugh and shake my head, removing the blanket from his head and look him in the eyes.

"This weekend is not going to 'suck'. You can spend it with me and your mom! We can do a lot of fun things. We can watch a movie tonight if you want to. Or go for a hunt!" I suggest.

"No thank you, I'd rather go to Mike Newton's party than staying home the entire weekend." He complains and pulls the covers over his head again.

Mike Newton? That name sounds familiar. I know I've heard of him before.

"Mike Newton? Isn't that the boy you had an argument with last year? That time I had to pick you up from school after you had growled at him?"

"Maybe..." I hear his muffled voice say.

"Then why would you want to go to his party?" I ask confused.

After the incident with Mike, that occurred the first year we lived here, Edward has had nothing but bad things to say about him and his friends. Edward complained about the way Mike was thinking about his sisters, and how Mike thought that Edward was a freak. This was not unusual, every high school Edward went to had an Mike Newton who thought of him as a freak of nature. Edward never really learned to be okay with it and ignore it, he always let it get to him.

"I don't. I'm just saying, that I would rather go to his stupid party with his stupid drunk friends than sit at home with my parents all weekend."

I have to admit it, that hurt a bit. Hearing my son say that he doesn't want to spend time with me is hard, especially since I was so looking forward to it. I understand that he's seventeen and that hanging out with his parents a whole weekend probably isn't his first choice. But still. I feel a bit wounded that he would just reject us like that.

"Well... if you change your mind, I'll be downstairs with your mother. And I really hope you change your mind, because I've missed you and would love to spend some time with you this weekend." I tell him, and give his once again blanked-covered head a kiss.

I walk out of his room and downstairs to my wife. She walks up to me and gives me a hug.

"How did it go? Are we forgiven? Is he coming down? What did he say?" She asks me a thousand questions at once, worried about her baby boy.

"Well, I'm not sure we're forgiven, and he doesn't want to come downstairs. He said something about rather going to Mike Newton's party than spend the weekend here." I explain.

She looks at me, confused.

"Wait...Mike Newton? Isn't he..."

"Yes, he is." I interrupt her. "The boy who often think disturbing thoughts about the girls. And think Edward is the biggest freak on the planet."

"Well, he probably didn't mean it. He knows he's not allowed to go to party's, it's to dangerous. We could be exposed." She says, once again with a worried voice.

I put my arm around her and give her a calming smile.

"Don't worry, he know better that to do something that risky. He's not stupid, he knows what the outcome of disobeying our rules would be."

She nods her head, but she doesn't look to convinced.

Edwards pov:

After my father has left the room I remove the blanket from my head and sigh. I think about the events of the day. I am so mad at my parents for not letting me go on the trip with my siblings. It's so ridiculous, why would Emmett, Rosalie, Jasper and Alice need ''couple time''. They spend al their time together! I'm always the fifth wheel, and have to either let my mom baby me or sit alone in my room all day. But I do feel a bit guilty...It would be kind of nice to spend some time with my dad. I've missed him a lot, and everyone knows I'm a bit of a daddy's boy. But that doesn't give them the right to forbid me to go on the trip or not letting me spend my weekend how I choose to spend it.

Suddenly, going to Mike Newton's party sounds a bit tempting. Not that I want to be around him and his low-life friends and the rest of our school, but it would be a good way to piss my dad off. And if he get's really mad and want to punish me, I can just blame it on how sad I was for not being allowed to going with the others on the trip. I agree it's not my best plan, but right now I'm just so mad and I really want to show them that I can do whatever I want.

Now, all I need is a way to get out of the house without my parents noticing. I can always say I want to go on a hunt by myself, and then come straight home and watch that movie with them. And when I don't come back they'll understand that they can't boss me around anymore. I can go wherever I want, whenever I want. Before I change my mind, I race down the stairs and walk into the living room where my parents are sitting, talking and cuddling on the couch.

"Hey baby, I'm so glad you came down after all!" My mom says, looking both happy and surprised.

" Yeah I changed my mind, I'm okay now."

My dad on the other hand, looks a bit suspicious at me. He saw me upstairs just an hour ago, and he knows I was far from okay with everything.

"Are you really okay, son?" My dad asks me.

"Of course, daddy" I say in my sweetest voice.

That only makes my dad look even more suspicious, I usually only call him daddy if I'm in trouble, or about to get into trouble. But he doesn't say anything about it, he just nods.

"Well I'm glad your here. Do you want to watch a movie with us?" He asks me.

" Actually, dad, is it okay if I go on a quick hunt? Alone." I try to look as innocent as possible, and I really hope they wont se right through it.

"I guess that's alright. A quick one. We can watch the movie when you come back." My dad answers. "One hour, then come straight back, okay?"

" Sure, dad. Thanks. Bye, mama" I quickly say before disappearing out the front door before my dad can change his mind.

I run as fast as I can and I reach Mike Newton's street in less than two minutes. I can hear the loud techno music, drunk teenagers and the disgusting smell of alcohol and cheap perfumes. I almost change my mind and it's not too late to call this off. But then I think about the unfairness of everything that happened earlier. I'm still so angry at my parents, and I really want to prove my point. I'm not their baby anymore, I am seventeen, and I can do what I want. I swallow hard, close my eyes for a moment, before walking down the street to the party. I reach the house, some of the guest are already passed out in the front yard, and open the door. Well, there is no going back now.