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Chapter 33: It's Simple, You Hurt Her, You Die.
I walked away from Paul and the others, heading towards the main house. My body was still reeling from Paul's word's. Where the hell had he gotten Crimson Tide from, how dare he, oh he dared alright. His touch and words had turned me to jelly, I was surprised I was still walking upright due to the fact that he had left me feeling so weak, weak at the knees that is. Reaching the front door, I smoothed my clothes down and shock my head, would my dad notice the state I was in. I hoped to fuck not. He'd likely shoot Paul on the spot had he seen the way he'd manhandled me. Not that I was complaining or anything, I was just worried for Paul's safety. I don't think my dad was going to take any chances after what happened with fuckface. Despite the bravado my dad Charlie had, I think that inside he was terrified that when another guy came on the scene, that I would be hurt again and I would go all zombified again. I knew he was overprotective because he cared, and I still think he knew more than he was letting on though, Charlie was perceptive like me, where do you think I got it from? Huh?
As I went to put my hand on the handle, I was rushed from behind by three overgrown boys, being Jake, Jared and Paul. Oh why did they decide to come back in when I was going to be there. Now my fucking dad is going to see Paul, just fucking great.
"Are you going in the house or not Bella? Or are you just going to stand on the porch all night?" Questioned Jake smiling cheekily.
"Shut up, dick!" I grumbled.
Jake pushed in front of me, then I followed behind him, Paul behind me then Jared behind him. Charlie was sat in the living room with Billy, both heads were bent in heavy discussion. Billy`s face did not look too happy, Charlie's wasn't much better. What the hell were they talking about? The boys headed straight for the fridge, taking food out from different shelves, then looking to me for help. Christ, can these boys not do anything themselves? I rolled my eyes and huffed. Have I mentioned these guys are dicks at times. Love them all to bits, but they annoy the ever loving fuck out of me at times.
"What is it you want me to do?" I said looking around the kitchen at the scattered ingredients arranged haphazardly.
"Work your magic of course!" Said Jared. Paul just lay against the counter smiling.
Jake looked like a hush puppy, petulant lip on and huge pleading eyes, oh fuck, this boy is good, better than good actually. I'm such a sucker. I really should have told them to fuck off and do it themselves, but knowing them, they would have blown the God damn kitchen up.
"Ok, get your large asses out of my way!" I said to them chuckling.
"Our asses are not large, your just tiny" said Jake matter of factly. This was true of course.
"Dad, Billy, do you want anything?" I asked shouting over to them.
"Yeah, whatever they are having will do fine!" Shouted My Dad, quickly going back to his in-depth conversation with Billy.
"Chicken Salad Sandwiches all round then!" I said.
Jake and Jared walked away to Jake's room, he had something to show Jared apparently so I said I would call him when they were ready. Paul just stayed where he was. Reaching for the butter, I started to get the sandwiches made for the boy's. I could feel Paul watching my every move. His gaze was heated to say the least. I just looked at him, smiled a little and went back to spreading the butter on the bread.
"You look kind of hungry Paul, are you?" I asked cheekily.
"You could say that!" Said Paul, coming over to stand behind me.
I could feel him, he was like a blanket of heat engulfing me.
"Well it's a good thing I'm making these then isn't it?" I said swallowing thickly.
Paul laid his hands on either side of me, on the counter, boxing me in, bringing his head closer to my neck.
"I'm hungry for you Bella, I could just eat you, right here right now!" He whispered softly, tickling my neck with his breath.
And here comes the damp panties again. I shivered and knew that Paul could as he said earlier, smell me.
"I see somebody likes what I said! You smell fucking delicious little phoenix, fuck I want you splayed on this counter with your legs wrapped round my head and my face buried in your pussy!" Whispered Paul seductively in my ear again.
I was going to collapse from the heat and the embarrassment. C'mon to fuck, my fucking dad's just a few feet away and here I am getting fucked, verbally of course in the kitchen. Fucking Paul.
He moved away from me at this point, knowing full well the effect he was having on me. How was this fair? It was far from it. Stupid raging hormones.
Shaking my head again, I went about finishing off the sandwiches. All the while, Paul just stood there, undressing me with his eyes, I would love to be in his head just now, we must be having the time of our lives, no doubt Paul would be fucking me in many different positions. Lucky Paul's imagination, that's what I say.
The sandwiches were done, so I called Jake and Jared, they came out like hunting dogs after prey and proceeded to eat like wild animals. Charlie watched them and I have to say he did look ever so slightly disgusted. I don't blame him. He also watched Paul carefully, I tried not to let on that I knew he was watching though. Paul sat on the sofa, holding his plate out to me offering me half his sandwich, only when I took a bite did he start to consume his. Making sure I had food first, now that's a new one! Jake and Jared had noticed what Paul had done and snickered of course, earning them a heated glare from Paul.
This was when I decided to make introductions, I had to do something to ease the tension in the room, you could cut it with a knife.
"Dad, this is Paul Lahote and Jared Cameron, they're the boys I told you about earlier!" I said gently.
The boys nodded to Charlie, he in turn nodded back, not a word being said. It was worse than before, shit.
I started to gather the plates up and take them to the kitchen with Jake and Jared following me. They were like my bodyguards in a way. Whilst I was busy, shit went down in the living room.
Charlie stared at paul who in turn stared right back which is not a good thing.
"Can I have a word with you, preferably outside!" Said Charlie to Paul.
Paul nodded, then standing followed Charlie outside. Billy knew what Charlie was doing. Pity I didn't though.
"Son, what are your intentions with my daughter?" Asked Charlie, trying to sound intimidating.
"Look, I like your daughter Mr swan, ok, we are friends!" Said Paul crossing his arm's.
"Son, I wasn't born yesterday, I see the way you look at her, that most certainly is not the look you give a friend, unless your friends with benefits!" Said Charlie looking Paul in the eye.
Hearing this, Paul nearly choked, he had not expected those words to come out if the chief of police's mouth, let alone Bella`s dad. Fuck he said inwardly.
"Ok, you got me, what do you want me to say?" Asked Paul heatedly.
"The truth would be a good start, eh? Are you able to tell the truth?" Asked Charlie.
"I like your daughter Mr swan, alot ok, more than alot actually, She's amazing" said Paul smiling.
"I don't want another fucking Edward Cullen situation on my hands though son, that bastard fucked my little girl over and I'm not going to stand by and let it happen again!" Said Charlie looking up at Paul, this was when he realised just how tall Paul was.
"Don't ever and I mean ever compare me to that fucking prick, Bella should never have been with him in the first place!" Said Paul menacingly.
Charlie stood back, seemed like Paul Lahote hadn't liked Cullen either. Well least they had some common ground to work from now.
"Your right there, biggest regret was not bashing his ass earlier!" Said Charlie smirking.
"Man, you have no idea!" Smirked Paul.
"He was a control freak, Bella couldn't do or say anything without his approval, makes me angry just thinking about that stupid bastard!" Said Charlie heatedly.
"Well he's gone now, Bella can back to herself, do you think she seems happier?" Asked Paul.
"Yeah, she is, and I'm glad!" Said Charlie.
"Me too" said Paul smiling.
"Look, I'm glad you like Bella ok, but I have one rule!" Said Charlie seriously.
"What's that?" Asked Paul with narrow eyes.
"Its Simple, You Hurt Her, You Die!" Smiled Charlie warningly.
Paul just looked at him and nodded.
Charlie Swan was officially a scary protective DAD and fuck getting on the wrong side of him.
Paul just followed him back inside.
When I saw them, they looked like they'd reached some sort of secret agreement.
Little did I know big bad Paul had met big bad scary protective Daddy Swan.
And the swan had won.
Gotta love my dad.
