Need to say this first and foremost, I do not by any means think that all Police are lazy, but there are some and in this story they are, it's fiction.

Now after many questions on it, this is a copy of what we sent to a person who actually signed their review and talked about the cheating.

It cannot be a cheating if a person is not committed to someone or in an actual relationship. You cannot cheat on a husband/boyfriend - wife/girlfriend, if you don't really have one. In this case Bella and Emmett have NEVER been boyfriend-girlfriend that has all be a MISCONCEPTION on Edward's part. Remember, Emmett wanted Edward to meet his girlfriend, who was on the cheer leading squad. Emmett dated a girl on the cheer leading squad but they broke it off and he started hanging around Bella. Edward assumed it was Bella who Emmett was dating. Emmett having his father think Bella is his girlfriend allowed Emmett to shelter the identity of the female he is and was really hot for. When we first started posting one of the disclaimers for the story said, do not believe a lemon has taken place unless you actually read that lemon. When in this story have Emmett or Bella kissed, or been openly romantic toward each other? This story is in Edward's POV so you are reading what he believes and thinks. He is not seeing the whole picture and there is no cheating, because there is no relationship to be cheating on. Your not cheating if you are friends with a man, and kiss another. You are not cheating if you are friends with a man and sleep with another, if this was the case, I think there would be a lot more cheaters in this world than there already are.
I also want to add that Edward is very blind to things in this story, but he also believes that Bella is Emmett's girlfriend, so he is internally battling his own attraction to this girl for more reasons than her being so much younger than he is. I (Kasi) don't know about anyone else, but I've had a lot on my mind before and overlooked something that was blatantly staring me in the face. This whole situation is skewed and twisted, but so is life sometimes.

Chapter 17

I sit at the kitchen table just looking through my coffee. "Dad," Emmett says touching my shoulder.

"What?" I ask looking at him only to see he's looking at me with a worried expression.

"It's almost eight, why haven't you left for work?"

Turning I look to see he's right about the time. "I'm just leaving," I mumble out and stand up.

"Dad, are you okay?"

Shaking my head, I take a deep breath. It's only been three days since I saw Bella, but it feels like so long ago.

"I'm good, Em, don't worry, get to school," I say walking to the door.

"Dad!" Emmett yells and I sigh turning to him.

"I told you I am fine," I say more harshly than I mean to.

"Dad, you're not fine, and besides I was just trying to tell you that you're still in a dirty t-shirt and boxers."

Frowning, I look down and sure enough, I have on my t-shirt Bella used to wear. Rubbing my face, I walk to my room.

Getting dressed, I take a look in the mirror. My face is scraggly and I know I should shave, but right now, I really can't seem to give a shit about anything.

By the time I walk into work I'm over an hour late.

"Ed-ward?" Rose says as I pass her desk. "What is it? What the hell happened, is Emmett okay?"

Nodding, I don't say anything and continue to my office.

As soon as I'm in my office, I try to lose myself in my work, but she's still there. Her sad, hurt and lonely expression is there in the front of my mind.

Frowning, I pull out my cell see to see it should be lunch time for Emmett. After searching the contacts, I hit send and put the cell to my ear.

"Hel-lo."

When I hear her voice, I close my eyes trying not to sob.

"Hello, is there anyone there?"

My eyes open, fuck, she sounds so sad.

"Hi," I'm able to get out. "I'm just calling to see how you are?"

It's partly true, I need to know she's okay. The real reason I called was because I just needed to hear her voice.

"I'm okay," she says in a quiet voice.

Letting out a long breath. "It sounds quiet, I thought you'd be at lunch?"

"I am, but I'm in my truck."

Tilting my head as I frown. "Is Em there with you?"

"No, he's in the lunch room."

My frown stays in place as I wonder why they aren't together. "Why isn't he having lunch with you?"

"I just needed some alone time."

Closing my eyes, I pray this whole thing hasn't caused an argument between them.

"Mina—" I say but she starts talking and interrupts me.

"We're fine, don't worry. I just needed some alone time."

Barely holding back the snort, if there is one thing I know it's this girl doesn't need is alone time.

"Edward," Bella says softly.

"Yeah, baby?" The word slips out of my mouth making me feel angry inside because I can't even talk to her on the phone without fucking up.

"Are you okay?" she asks.

"I'm fine," I grit out still angry at myself.

"I don't believe that you are," Bella says with her voice still soft. "All I can say is that I am so sorry. I'm sorry I have caused you this pain." By the end her voice waivers and I hear the sob she was clearly trying to hide.

"Mina, I have told you, this is all on me," I say closing my eyes. "I wish I met you first," I continue telling her a little of my feelings.

"I need to go, the bell just rang," Bella says sobbing still.

"Okay," I say and she hangs up.

Looking at my cell as I put it back on my desk, I don't feel any better. Shaking my head, I know I'm coming close to losing my shit and just taking her for myself.

Arriving home after work, I find Emmett in the kitchen looking gloom.

"Em?" I question and he looks at me, and his face fills with worry.

"Hi," he says and pulls at his hair. "I was just heading out."

As Em passes me, I reach out and place a hand on his arms stopping him.

"Everything okay?"

"Yeah, I just had an argument with Bella, it's nothing, don't worry."

Nodding at him, I drop my hand feeling guilty because I'm sure it's me who caused him this pain.

~MSG~

Sitting with my leg bouncing, I wait to be called in to see the doctor. I'm hoping he will give me something to help me sleep. It feels like it's been a long time, since I really got any sleep.

"Edward," is called and I look up at the doctor and he motions to his door.

"How are you, Edward?" he asks looking me over.

"Feeling a little stressed. I haven't been sleeping too well, thought I could get some of those pills you gave me when my parents passed away." The full time I spoke he just looked at me.

"Have you been managing to eat?"

Nodding, he just gives me his doctor look.

"Okay, not as much a normal, no."

"What about working out, going out, have you been doing that?"

Shaking my head. "I've been feeling too tired."

He hums and stands.

"Come over here and get weighed."

Rolling my eyes, I do what he asks. After weighing me he takes my blood pressure and then draws some blood.

"Edward, I think you may be depressed," he states and I just look at him. "You're showing all the clear signs. Me giving you just something to help you sleep will not help. Has something happened?"

"I don't really want to talk about it," I say, shrugging my shoulders.

He lets out a sigh. "Okay I'll give you these, just for now, but you are going to be set up with an appointment to see Peter. You need to talk to someone and get this worked out."

Grunting, I reluctantly agree and pick up the prescription before walking out.

~MSG~

"Dad, can I get my card?" Em asks and I look up at him.

"What are you planning on getting?" I ask.

"I'm getting my girl some flowers for Valentine's day," he says and I frown at him.

"You're early," I say with a sigh as I go to the drawer to get his card.

"Dad, I'm late it's only three more days."

Stopping my movement, I look at him. "What?" I say bringing up the date on my computer. It shows me today is February the eleventh. It has been almost six weeks since I last saw Bella.

"Here you go," I say handing him the Visa card.

Closing my eyes feeling unsure of how I could lose so many weeks. The last I remember was going to the doctors three weeks ago. I'm still not sleeping or feel like doing anything. The medicine hasn't helped, but I am thinking this has more to do with Bella not being here. Despite what I said about her still being welcome to come over with Emmett, she hasn't. The day after I called her I went into what had been her room, only to find it empty of her belongings. Calling her again, we chatted for a few minutes before I asked her why. She never replied to me, she just made excuses to get off the phone. Finding my t-shirt in the room, I took up wearing it. After it lost her scent, I knew I had to send it to her. A part of me wanted—needed—her to have something of me. Sadly apart from my teddy bear, Mrs. Cullen, who always sleeps in my bed, I don't have anything of her here.

That may be why the medication isn't working and why I've been calling her once a week. My need to just have some form of contact with her is strong. We never talk more than a few minutes and that's not long enough.

Picking up my cell pressing two on my speed dial, the phone rings.

"Hi," Bella says sounding tired.

"Hi," I reply wishing I knew why I needed this so much.

"How are you?"

"Okay" she says, but sounds a little off.

"You sure?" I ask. Shaking my head, I know deep down I'm telling her I am okay when in fact I'm not. Far from okay, is where I am.

"So what have they said about your letter?" I ask knowing the last time we spoke she promised to send it that day.

"Nothing," Bella's voice is so detached all I want to do is run to her and hold her close to me.

"Tell me you sent it?" I ask with some hope.

"I did, they just haven't said anything. Maybe they haven't gotten it."

Rolling my eyes she sent it in a fucking email, unless they skipped passed it, they got it.

"I'm sorry, Mina, do you want me to come over?" The offer is out of my mouth before my brain can stop it.

"Is that not what we're trying to avoid?" Bella asks sadly.

"Yes, but you need me. I told you if you need me ..." I clear my throat, "Or I can get Emmett to come over?" I hope I'm able to cover up my blunder.

"What are we doing, Edward?" Bella asks with a sob. "You said stay away, and I have—"

"No, I said we ... that I can't be alone with you. I don't trust myself, Mina."

Bella sobs gently on the other end of the cell. "I can't do this. I'm sorry, just ..."

"Please, don't say I can't call you," I pray silently to myself.

"But I have these feelings for you, and these calls aren't helping. They just remind me of why I fell in love with you."

My heart feels like it explodes with her words of loving me.

"Don't call me anymore, please, just let me be."

Before I can tell her I love you back, she has hung up. Calling her cell back right away, it goes to voice mail immediately.

"Mina, I'm so sorry," I choke out my own sob to her voice mail. "You mean so much to me." Hitting end, before I can make things any worse on both of us.

It's three hours later when Emmett shows up looking and sounding happy.

"Emmett," I say as I wipe my face.

"Hey, Dad, are you okay? Your eyes look a little blood shot."

"I think I'm coming down with a cold," I hoarsely respond, knowing it's because I've been sobbing. "How's Bella?" I ask hoping he dropped in to see her.

"She's okay, Dad."

Nodding my head, I carry on. "Are you taking her out for a meal, for Valentine's day?"

Emmett shakes his head and swallows.

"Emmett, if you need money then I will pay for it."

"No, it's not the money, Bella and I aren't dating," Emmett says pulling his hair.

"What? Wait a minute, what happened? You just said you were buying her flowers or something," I almost yell out.

"No, I said my girl. I was buying my girl something, Dad."

Standing up I cut him off. "You have another girl already?"

Emmett pulls at his hair. "Dad, there's something I need to tell you."

Glaring at him, he opens his mouth only to be stopped by a banging on our front door.

Walking quickly to my door, but whoever is there keeps banging on the door loudly.

Looking out my window I see a man around my age, dressed in jeans, t-shirt with a plaid shirt over it and a Green Bay Packers jacket.

He pounds on the door again and I frown as I open it.

"Can I help you?" I ask harshly but the fucker just glares at me.

"Yeah, you can get that fucking loser of a son of yours out here, so I can beat the fuck out of him," he says moving to get into my home, but I push him back.

"I don't know who the hell you are, but you are not getting anywhere near my son."

"You are a disgrace of a father, and I will fucking beat you first if you don't move and let me at the fucker."

"Look, I don't know who you are but you will stop swearing, and tell me what you think my son has done."

"He got my girl pregnant!" The man grits out and I swallow taking a deep breath.

The man takes this pause to move toward me trying to get past.

"Fucking Hell, Emmett, I can't believe you got this new girl pregnant!" my mind screams.

"Hey!" I yell pushing him back out of my home. "Em, call the police!" I yell.

"Yeah so they can come and arrest you and that yahoo son of yours for statutory rape!" he yells, again trying to get passed me.

Gripping the guy by the collar, I push him back out of my home. "This is the last time I will tell you, you're not coming into my home."

"Your son is sick, preying on young good girls. This is your fault too, how could you allow them to have sex."

"I don't allow him to have sex, but I am aware of what teens do and I teach him to be safe," I say.

Hearing another car come toward us, I just hope it's the police so I can get this fucker off my property.

"You fucking asshole where do you come off calling my girl a whore?"

Opening my mouth to rebut what he said, but I get cut of by the voice that's still with me and haunts my dreams.

"Dad!"

Turning my head, I see Bella. She's clearly thinner, and looks pale. Her eyes have sunken in and she just looks ill, like she's about to die ill.

"I told you to stay at the fucking house! Can't you understand English?" the man I now know is her father – Charlie - yells.

He grabs her and pulls hard on her arm, then toward her car.

Moving quickly forward, Bella stumbles to the ground and I catch her as her knee hits the ground.

"Get your fucking hands off her!" Charlie yells at me pulling at Bella yet again.

"You need to calm the hell down and let her go," I say moving forward.

"And you need to get the shit head of a son under control! He got my girl pregnant and dumped her? What kind of a father allows his son to do that? Do you even know where the hell he is? What he's doing when he's not here?"

Snorting, I cannot believe this guy has the audacity to give me a fucking lecture about raising kids? "I think you're the one who's a shit head of a father, wait, you're not a fucking father at all," I say as I step toward him

"You fucking bastard!" he yells throwing his fist as he comes toward me. Moving to the side he misses me, which I regret right away. Unknown to me, Bella had moved forward to stop her dad and ended up getting the full blow of his hit.

"Fuck, Mina," I say as she tumbles this time fully to the ground.

Looking her in the eyes, I try to remove her hands from her face as I hear the police car pulling up.

"Are you okay?" I ask still trying to get her to remove her hands.

As she moves her hands, I can see blood coming out and I know she's hurt.

"You get away from my daughter!" Charlie yells pulling her away from me.

"What's going on?" one of the officers says.

"This asshole's son got my girl pregnant, and dumped her. The fucking asshole has been cheating on her the whole time and I want a word with the fucker."

"Well, Sir, you seem to be doing more than that, and I don't think it is a good idea with you being so angry." The officer makes it clear to Charlie that he isn't talking to my son.

Not that I was going to allow it either anyway.

"Ma'am, are you okay?" the other officer asks Bella who nods.

"He'll have to fucking wait, I have to go and get this dealt with," Charlie says pulling Bella roughly again.

"Sir, there's no need for that," the officer says as I go to pull Charlie off of Bella.

"Don't tell me what to do, she's my daughter!" he yells.

"Sir, you need to calm down."

"See this is what fucking happens!" he yells at Bella, who looks to be holding back a sob.

"Ma'am, I think you should go to the hospital that looks nasty," the officer carries on talking as he looks at Bella's busted lip and nose.

"I'll take her," I say needing to know she's okay.

"No you fucking won't! This is all on you, this is your fault. Arrest him, he allowed my underage daughter to have sex in his house!" Charlie yells as he points his finger at me.

"Is this true?" the officer asks.

Shaking my head, I'm only able to say a faint no.

"I'm eighteen, I was eighteen when I started to stay over here," Bella says, but her voice is so shaky I know she needs to get away from this.

"Okay, we'll need to check that out," the officer tells her. "But I think for now, it would be wise for you and your son to stay away from her for the day."

"Not just today, for the rest of her life!" Charlie yells still clearly upset.

"Sir, if you don't calm down we'll need to take you in," the officer says finally sounding pissed off.

Charlie turns and glares at him.

"Ma'am, would like to file a complaint about the injury?"

Bella just shakes her head at him.

"Are you okay to go home with your father? Do you feel safe with him?"

Bella nods this time, but looks quickly to Charlie before dropping her head.

"You can't let her go with him, he just hit her!" I yell finding this unbelievable.

The officer just looks at me, not looking like he gives a shit. "Fine, then I want to place a complaint myself. This man was being abusive and threatened my son, while trying to physically force his way into my home."

"Edward, please don't," Bella sobs looking at me.

Shaking my head at her, if she can't stand up to him then I fucking will. My eyes only leave Bella for a few minutes, before I hear her gag. When I turn back to her she's on her knees being sick.

"Fuck, are you okay?" I say pulling her hair away.

"Will you leave her alone, your family has done enough," Charlie says and he pushes me away. He stands in front of Bella glaring at me.

"Then at least deal with her," I grit out moving toward him, only for the two officers come between us.

"I'm trying, but you're not letting us go."

"Fine then get away from my property, but if I see you here again I will file charges."

Charlie just rolls his eyes and pulls Bella up with a little more force than what he needs to use. Bella's hands go to her tummy reminding me she is pregnant with Emmett's baby.

"I'll call you, we can get this sorted out," I say and Charlie stops and looks at me.

"Get what sorted out?"

"The baby, you know tests, appointments and stuff that needs to be done," I say trying hard not to roll my eyes.

"I told you we were sorting it out, we certainly don't need more of your kind of help."

Before I can say another word he is in the car driving away.

"This is our number, if he turns back up then give us a call," the officer says handing me a card and I take it.

The worst thing about this town is the lazy ass police who seem to pawn off as much of their work as possible.

Slamming the front door closed, I look at Emmett. "Tell me you didn't know she was pregnant when you dumped her?"

He shakes his head and I rub my face.

"I'll sort it with her, don't worry," Emmett says and I look at him.

"I thought you were being safe, Em?"

Emmett glares at me. "I've always been safe."

Raising my eyebrow, I roll my eyes. "So what, was it the condoms fault? Or was Bella cheating on you?" As soon as the words are out my mouth, I slap my mouth shut.

"Why don't you tell me?" Emmett yells but stops and shakes his head. "I'm sorry," he sighs. "I know, I have fucked up," he states and I nod at him.

"We'll get through this, Em. If I could do it then I'm sure it can be done again."

Emmett chuckles a little but his face goes pale. "You think her dad will hurt her?"

Pulling my hair I look at the door. "Not sure, did you know he was home?"

Emmett snorts. "He's only back to finalize the house sale."

"What?"

"They sold the house. They thought Bella would graduate in December, so they sold the house."

Shaking my head, I wish the fucker was still here. Never in my life have I hated a man as much as I hate that man.

A/N: So did Charlie live up to your expectations? What do you suppose will happen now? Emmett was ready to come clean, until Mr. Swan made an appearance, how long do you think he will hold it in now? Anyone else wondering where Bella is going to live now that her parents sold the house? See you Saturday with another chapter.