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Here is the next installment of The Secret Lives of Forks, it has two parts which is also going up today.
Sheriff Swan sat in the back of his saloon sipping on a shot of whiskey watching his no-good bartender/ son-in-law from across the room. His usual glare upon his face. He hated Edward Masen, but he couldn't fire him, Masen now needed the job more than ever, seeing how he now had a wife and child in his care. Charlie's own daughter and granddaughter to be exact, and though he hated the boy he did admire that when needed he'd stepped up and taken responsibly of his mistakes. Edward was good to Bella and baby Renesmee, it was easy to see he loved Bella and Renesmee very much, and that was all he could really ask for.
Charlie remembered the shot gun wedding like it was yesterday, Bella had been three and half months pregnant. There hadn't been much fanfare, and the only people there were the bride and groom and Charlie and his wife. They'd done everything they could to keep the news of the pregnancy out of the public's ears until after Edward and Bella were wed. Though the town still speculated the truth. He looked up from the table his gaze had focused on and back to bartender who filling up drinks for the saloon girl Tanya, a known slattern. She was viciously flirting with the young bartender, but he ignored her and filled her order without even bothering to look at her. He recently heard rumors that Tanya was with child and that Jacob Black was the father. He wasn't sure how true that was, there very few in town who hadn't had a turn at Tanya.
Jacob Black, the son of his old friend Billy, the chief of the Quileute tribe. Charlie and his wife and child had been one of the ten families who'd founded the town. He like many others had heard of wealth in mining out west so he packed up his life in New York and brought his family to Forks Washington in hopes of finding it. In a lawless small town, once being a lawyer he was named sheriff. When the town began to fall under he'd asked the natives nearby for help, in turn for their help Charlie had promised that his daughter and the chiefs son would one day wed. Billy had even given him the idea to open the saloon, where Charlie had in fact found the wealth he'd been looking for.
Billy had not been pleased when he'd discovered Bella's affair with the bartender. Jacob had offered to still marry her, but Edward refused to let that happen and considering he was the father of the child Charlie couldn't find a reason not to allow the marriage. Bella was set on marrying Edward anyhow and they probably would have run away together.
The night wore on and the saloon was closing down all that remained was Jasper and Ex-confederate soldier and Emmet a runaway. They were drink together laughing while Edward was trying his best to convince them to leave.
Charlie stood walking over to them, "Alright boys it's time to go."
"Come on sheriff, have a drink with us," Emmet said and Jasper laughed.
"Go home to your wife, Jasper. And Emmet just go home." The Sheriff said glaring at both of them.
After a moment they both stood very much still complaining about being kicked out. Charlie watched them stumble out shaking his head. To his right he heard a crash, he turned to see the new saloon girl Rosalie picking up a tray of shot glasses she dropped. Edward rushed over to help her as did Charlie. The girl had approached him yesterday begging for a job new to town she'd heard to go the sheriff for work. He'd agreed to give her job and the apartment above the saloon where Edward use to live.
"Thank you," she said once the glass had been picked up. She was a beauty, with her blonde her dark blue eyes. He had to wonder what a girl like her was doing all alone out west.
"Your welcome," Edward replied while Charlie just nodded.
He turned to Edward, "Come on boy, let's get home." With a nod Edward silently followed leaving the girl to find her own way to the apartment.
On the ride home nether said anything to the other. It was like this every night, Charlie hated Edward and Edward hated Charlie, though he knew not to say anything about that to his father-in-law. When they reached the cabin Edward shared with Bella they spilt ways as Edward head toward his home. Charlie continued a few miles to his house where Renee was waiting.
What no one knew was Charlie didn't want to go home. What no one knew he knew was what Renee did behind his back with the ex-slave Phil. He knew about the affair and he had to wonder who else knew, he suspected Bella did. On more than one occasion she'd helped her mother sneak around. He knew things between them were strained at best, but he hadn't anticipated her deception. It had been the day after Bella and Edward's wedding that he'd returned home early and found them together, neither had noticed him too caught up in each other. That was when things had begun to add up, Renee had helped Bella hide her affair with Edward, and in turn Bella had helped her mother hide her affair with Phil.
By now he reached the house and strolled in sitting down at the dining table and taking off his boots. Renee set a bowl of stew down in front of him before setting down to eat herself. Their normal nightly ritual, he came home took off his boots, they ate supper, and got ready for bed neither saying anything. Much like the uncomfortable silent ride home with Edward every night. Though now a days his life was full of uncomfortable silences, Renee who kept her secret lover, Edward who hated him but loved his daughter, Billy who though still a friend was angry about Bella's marriage, and Jacob who was a usual at the saloon and often sat at the table with Charlie but never spoke to him.
Charlie and his wife both climbed into bed Renee faced way from him as he laid on his back staring at the celling. It seemed nothing mattered, he felt he had no choice but hold on to his wife's secret for the sake of himself and the town, how would they feel if they knew their sheriff couldn't hold on to his own wife?