It's a Love Story

Meeting My Dad

(Bella's POV)

But you were Romeo, I was scarlet letter…

"No way Alice. I'm not going."

"Oh come on Bella, please! Tanya's going so you have to come."

"No, I don't. I'm going to stay right here. Sitting on this couch and reading. I'm not going shopping."

"Fine, but you're coming next time."

"Alice…" I groaned. She just gave me her puppy dog eyes.

"Fine." I sighed. "Devilish little pixie." I murmured under my breath.

"Yay! Ok come on everyone!" she rushed everyone out except Edward.

"Why aren't you going?"

"I made a deal with Alice earlier. Looks like we both have to go next time."

"Just like old times." I whispered.

"Look, Bella I'm sorry for what happened back then. But I meant what I said. I didn't love you." I looked away from him.

"I know. I didn't believe you at first, but then I thought it over and I started to. It still felt worse than being dated for a bet. Though it was practically liked that." I hugged my legs.

"I guess I needed to work on my acting skills, huh?" He joked, trying to make me laugh. I just squeezed my hands tight, angry and sad.

"No. It wasn't your acting. I never understood why you were dating me in the first place; I was definitely a plain jane. I still am actually. Now it's just that I was so stupid to fall for it." I shook my head in despair. I could feel tears well up in my eyes and felt one slip down.

"Bella, don't cry. It's alright." He rushed towards me, enveloping me in his arms.

"I'm so sorry." He whispered. Tears were coming down faster now as I tried to control my breathing. He rocked me back and forth as I cried.

"It hurt. It hurt so much!" I punched his chest with every word, he just held me tighter.

"Shhhh. It's alright Bella. Everything's alright." I just continued, barely hearing him.

"I'm sorry." I whispered after I had calmed down.

"What for Bella? You didn't do anything."

"Your shirt, it's soaked." He looked down then laughed, soon I was joining him.

"Same old, silly Bella." He said, ruffling my hair.

"Come on, there's someone else you have to apologize to." I grabbed his hand and dragged him to the door.

"Who?"

"My dad."

"Uhhh. Please Bella, no!"

"You have to. My dad's been wanting to know how his least favorite fugitive has been for a while now." We walked outside to my truck and got inside.

"Very funny Bella."

"Don't worry, he won't bite. But I can't make any promises about him shooting."

"Huh?" He asked breathlessly.

"I'm joking Edward! Don't be so serious!"

"I can't believe you still drive this car." He said as we got closer to the house.

"Why? It's working fine."

"Because it looks so old."

"Well it is old. Besides, what about you Volvo? You still have that."

"Because it's an antique."

"Well so is this car."

"I can tell." I glared at him before pulling in. For a second he looked scared.

"Like I said, don't be afraid. He won't bite."

"It's not the biting Bella, it's shooting."

"Well he don't shoot Edward, now calm down and get out of the car."

"Fine." He climbed out and we made our way to the front door.

"Dad! Are you here? I want you to meet somebody." I knocked three times. Finally, I heard the locks being undone.

"Hey dad. You remember Edward." I stepped inside, Edward following. Dad backed up and looked at us, stunned.

"Go sit down dad. Everything I s ok."

"How can you say that Bella? He's back. He's the one who hurt you! You shouldn't even be near him, get away from him!"

but my daddy said stay away from Juliet…

"Calm down Charlie." He froze; he knows I mean business when I call him by his first name.

"Go sit down and listen." He went over to his chair mumbling under his breath. I glanced and Edward then walked inside and sat on the couch. Edward following shortly and sat beside me.

"Dad, Edward has something he wants to tell you." I nudged him to begin.

"Sir, I'm sorry about what happened years ago. I had no intention to hurt your daughter. I just thought it would be fun to see what could happen. I was a troublemaker and I wanted to take the risk of dating the chief's daughter. I was foolish and I'm sorry about everything." Instead of exploding as I expected, Charlie just stared.

"Bella, can you please excuse us for a moment?"

"Sure, I'll be outside." I got up and walked out into the fall air. After a few minutes, Edward walked outside.

"What was that about?"

but you were everything to me; I was begging you please don't go…

"Nothing." He mumbled. "Let's go." I nodded slowly. As we drove away I said. "I've got to get some groceries for the rest of the week at my place. Do you mind?"

"No." He mumbled again. He stared out at the woods. We went in, got everything, then headed to my place.

"Where are we going?"

"To my apartment to drop off the groceries."

"You have your own place?"

"Yep, got it went I turned 18."

"Since then?" I nodded. We pulled up in the driveway. I unlocked the door to let Edward and I in with the groceries when I heard a little voice yell "Mommy!"

I turned around as I put the groceries down. There standing at the other side of the room was the five-year-old Ava.

"Ava!" She ran towards me and jumped into my open arms. I stood and twirled her around some before holding her still.

"Mommy!"

"Hey sweety, what have you been doing?"

"Acting like her usual creative self. Reading, writing, drawing; sound like anyone?"

"Please Breenda, she's much more like you than me." I looked into Ava's eyes; one's almost completely identical to mine. Then to our similar brown hair, then up into Edward's shocked eyes.

"Bella?"

"Don't worry Edward, she's not mine. Ava is Breenda's daughter."

"Her appearance?" He whispered to me as I put her down.

"Breenda has brown hair, John brown eyes. Breenda, how about you take Ava back into her playroom. I'll talk to you guys later."

"She has a playroom here?"

"I had an extra bedroom that I didn't need. Since they come over here so often I figured it would be her playroom. I gave her a spare key for when I'm not here." I started unloading groceries.

"She called you mommy Bella?!"

"Yeah, Edward, she did. So? I'm like her second mom. She barely sees her dad. Besides, why would you care? Jealous?" I asked playfully.

"Of course not. I'm just surprised by how much you've changed." Was it me, or was he a bit too quick to answer?

"It's been five years Edward. Time changes people. You've changed too."

"How?"

"For one you're engaged."

"What does that have to do with anything?"

"The Edward I knew hadn't even considered getting married. All he dreamed about was traveling and seeing the world. Never about settling down."

"Well I grew up Bella, at least one of us did." I just looked away and continued putting away groceries. I heard him sigh behind me.

"So why doesn't she see her father?"

"He's off fighting in Iraq, he hasn't been home in almost a year. Breenda's constantly worrying about him while Ava's too young to even understand it all."

"Whoa."

"I know, it's sad."

"No, I was talking about how many cookie dough tubs you got."

"Edward!" I yelled turning around.

"I was only joking Bells. Calm down." I still glared at him.

"But seriously, why did you buy so many?"

"Emmet's a big fan of my cookies, so I bought some. He eats two whole tubs by himself. The other two are for the rest of us."

"Oh."

"Pack those back up, we're about to leave."

"Ok."

"Breenda, we're leaving! Make sure you lock the door!"

"Ok Bells, bye!"

"Bye! Bye Ava!"

"Bye Bellsy." I closed the door and walked to the truck. We were halfway back to the house when Edward asked.

"Do you think I can take you somewhere tomorrow?"

"Sure, but shouldn't you spend some time with Tanya? You guys still have to make all of your plans for the wedding. When is that anyway?"

"September 29th."

"That soon? You guys really need to catch up."

"We've already got some done and Alice probably already has at least half."

"Probably. So where are we going?"

"It's a surprise."

"You know I hate surprises."

"If there's no surprises then what's the point in being Romeo?"

"Well Romeo, something tells me your Juliet is close by." Meaning the approaching house.

"Yeah, I think she is too." He said slowly. I looked over at him to see him looking at me.

"What are you looking at?

"Nothing. Just thought I saw something in your hair."

"Okaaaay." I pulled up into the driveway.


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