I knew when my father felt my fear because he cocked his head curiously at me. I raised my shield and stop a foot away from him. "I said come here Emilie." He growled. He snatched me toward him and wrenched my arm in the process. I cried out but he had the evidence he needed. He threw my violently away from him and my uncle let me hit the floor instead of trying to catch me and breaking something. "No, daddy stop it." I tried. He wouldn't listen so I did the only thing I could do. I grabbed onto Seth and pulled but he was so much stronger than me and didn't budge. "Jacob please help me. We have to get him out of here." I cried. Tears were pouring down my face as I struggled to move seth. Jacob stood as if he hadn't heard me at all. "Jake please?" I cried out. He finally moved and we both were able to pull Seth from the house. He was still shaking violently and I released him once we were a good distance away. "Belle you should go. You cant be here with him like this." Jake said. I wanted to stay but I knew first hand from Emily what would happen if you were to close to one of them when they phased. I turned and ran back to the house. I knew I was in trouble but I would face it as best I could.
Everyone was seated in the living room when I entered. I sat away from my parents and wouldn't meet their eyes. It was quiet for a second and then my grandpa Carlisle spoke. "We aren't leaving until this gets worked out." He said. "There is nothing to work out. That boy isn't welcome here anymore." My father spit. "That boy just so happened to be the boy your daughter loves, Jasper. He lives here." My aunt Rose defended. "Not anymore. He Defiled my daughter." He said. I could hear how angry he was but I couldn't stop the words that spilled from my mouth. "Defiled? We don't live in the 19th century anymore daddy. Nobody says defiled anymore. Plus he didn't do anything I didn't want him to." I said. I could see the anger swell in him and I regretted what I said. "You are a child. Barely 6 years old." He said. "And yet I am more intelligent than a 20 year old. I may be six but I am not physically or emotionally. I am an adult and its time you started treating me like one." I said. My dad growled and I hissed back violently. My uncle laid a hand on my shoulder and I cried out in pain. "Belle, are you hurt?" my grandma asked. "I think daddy wrenched my shoulder a little bit." I said.
"Carlisle you can't possibly allow him to live here." My dad said. My attention went back to the situation and I frowned. "I am not going to put him out Jasper. This is his home just as much as it ours." My grandpa said. "This would not be a problem if you had just told me the truth. You lied to me." I said. "Lied to you?" my mom asked. It looked as if the mute did know how to speak. "Yes. You knew Seth was my imprint and you didn't tell me. You allowed me to think that he didn't love me all so I wouldn't find that out. I deserved to know. I am not a child." I said. "Belle, we thought it was best if you didn't know. We wanted you to have a chance to choose who you wanted to be with. Not be forced into it by destiny and all that crap." My mom said.
"Mom seriously, who do you think you're fooling? Everyone knew. Hell Nessie knew from the beginning that Jake had imprinted on her. Even Jazzy knew about Embry. So why did you all of a sudden choose to not tell me?" I asked. I felt panic rise in her emotions and stared at her. She quickly hid it but I knew it had been there. "Is no one going to answer my question?" I asked. They all remained quiet even though my aunt Rose was glaring daggers at my parents. I growled under my breath and stood. "If you don't mind I need to go comfort Seth. He isn't in the best of moods right now." I said. My dad growled and suddenly I was seated on the couch again with my uncle Edward in front of me.
"Ares, stop it. She has done nothing wrong." My uncle said. Confusion and fear ran through my body making my muscles lock in place. "Remove yourself Edward." My father commanded. He said it in such a voice that there was no room for argument. My uncle stepped aside slightly and left me staring into the bottomless black pits of my father's eyes. "Ares? As in the God of War?" I breathed. My uncle nodded slightly but kept an almost protective stance in front of me. I again felt the confusion rise in my body. Where had my father gone and why did my uncle feel the need to protect me from this person he had become?