The Secrets We Keep
What if Charlie found out about the Cullens? From Charlie's point of view.
So I kinda just wrote chapter 1 and made a quick outline for the rest of the story. In this story, assume that Jacob did not run away, but became more vigilant in his attempts to stop the wedding, and that is where the story begins. This is only my second story, and my first that will have chapters. Please let me know what you think!! PLEASE! The rating is a precaution. Don't think I'll need it. Happy reading!
1. Chapter 1
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I sat, arms crossed, my eyes sliding back and forth between the two men in front of me. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, let alone that they would go this far. This was ridiculous.
“Don’t you think you’re taking this a little too far? I know you don’t want this to happen, but I know when to quit. You sound ridiculous.” I leaned forward, putting my forearms on the table. I still couldn’t quite grasp what I was hearing. Quileute legends, according to these two, about something called “cold ones?” What did this have to do with my daughter?
“Charlie, we’re telling you this because we’re concerned. We just don’t want Bella to get mixed up with these people.” Billy’s mouth was set in a hard line. I could tell he didn’t want to have to do this, but I guess he saw it as their last chance to stop this wedding nonsense. Billy didn’t want to see Bella marry Edward, but even more, he wanted the sad look on his son’s face to go away.
I sighed. “And you, Jacob? You know I like you. Hell, you know I even preferred you over Edward. But it isn’t my choice. Bella wants to be with him. And I can’t stop her. As much as I had hoped otherwise, she will be marrying Edward Cullen soon and there is nothing I can do about it. I have come to accept it, and I think it’s time you did too. Telling me a crazy story about the living dead and then trying to convince me that my daughter’s fiancé is one of them isn’t going to change my mind. I’d hoped that there was a better reason why you refused to see Dr. Cullen.” I laughed to myself at this.
I stood up and stretched. “I’d better be heading home. Bella will probably wonder what’s taking me so long. Um, thanks for the chat.” I smiled at them, and grabbed my jacket and walked out the door. Wow, I thought. I didn’t think Jacob was that hung up on Bella that he’d resort to this. I never thought I’d say this, but maybe Edward is better for her. Ha! I drove home and saw Edward’s car in front of the house. I gritted my teeth as I got out of the car.
“That boy is like Velcro. Does he ever go home?” I opened the front door and hollered, “Hi kids! I’m home.” They looked up from the couch and Bella smiled. Edward smiled too, but it was tight-lipped. Why is he mad? Did they have fight? I’m not opposed to that. Edward turned his eyes to me and tightened his jaw, making me question if I’d said that last bit out loud.
“So I was just at Billy’s house. They told me a story I think you two would find interesting,” I laughed. “Apparently, in their wild attempts to stop your romance, Billy was actually trying to convince me that Edward was dead! Dead, but alive! Can you believe it?” I laughed again, but stopped abruptly when Edward stood suddenly, a wild look on his face. Bella stood and grabbed his arm. What’s gotten into him? I thought. They think I don’t notice things like that. That I don’t notice slight changes in their faces and tones. I’m much more observant than they give me credit for.
“What’s his deal?” I asked my daughter, who suddenly looked slightly afraid. She didn’t have time to answer, as Edward was already out the door. She ran after him, and I followed.
“Edward! Stop! You can’t go over there!”
“Watch me. Better yet, watch them try to stop me. They broke it Bella! They broke the treaty.”
“You can’t just go over there alone. Go to Carlisle first.”
“What treaty?” I asked. I was not going to let this go. The look on Edward’s face told me that in his anger, he’d forgotten I was there. He groaned and ran a hand over his face. Bella turned to me, wide eyed. She turned back to Edward, unsure of what to tell me. I was still waiting for my answer. What were they talking about?
“Who do you have a treaty with? Billy and Jacob? And why does a silly ghost story break it?” I was getting impatient now. Edward looked to Bella and she nodded; I could see tears in her eyes now. He turned back to me.
“Maybe you should come to my home with us. I think we have some explaining to do, though I would have preferred that it didn’t turn out this way.” He muttered it slowly and quietly, like it pained him to say it. He gestured to his car, and we got in. He started to drive away from town.
Edward’s phone rang as soon as he pointed to car away from my house. I could hear a familiar voice screaming at him from the other end. It was Alice. Edward spoke to her quickly and angrily.
“I know. No, of course I didn’t tell him. How stupid do you think I am? Yes, we’re on our way. Tell Carlisle and the others that we have some explaining to do.” He hung up the phone and sighed. I still had no idea what was going on, and was getting frustrated. What was the big deal here? And what the hell was this treaty? They hadn’t answered my question.
Bella turned around from the front seat and looked at me, teary-eyed. I guess this visit to the Cullen house was about something she didn’t want me to know. About something she thought would change things if I knew. I thought about the possibilities as Edward’s car turned of the pavement and onto a long, dirt driveway.