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I walked slowly, even da human standards, as we rounded the corner to Charlie's street. I walked to the door, took a deep breath. "go on, Bella," Alice encouraged,"Get it over with." I knocked the door...
We waited a whole minute. The suspence was killing me. I just got più and più nervous, instead of being più prepared from the time to think of what i was going to say. Finally, Charlie opened the door. A wide grin spread across his face when he saw me. It grew even larger when he saw Alice standing there, instead of Edward, who he had expected. "Alice! Bella!"
Alice smiled,"Hey,Charlie." She said. I tried to smile, "Hi,Dad." I mumbled.
"Come in, come in!" Charlie called, motioning with his hands for us to enter. We followed him through to the front room. "So," he said, as he settled into the recliner,"What's up, Bells?" I looked up from the floor, where I was examining a complicated pattern on the carpet. "We've got news,Dad." My voice was sad, empty. Charlie finally seemed to register this.
"What's happened?" he spoke to Alice. Worried.
"We're leaving, Charlie." She told him simply. Confidently. God, i realised. I was scared of my own father! But, I had good reason to be. Charlie exploded. Screaming incoherently, no real words escaping his mouth. Finally, when he had finished, he asked one question. one simple word. but it revealed how much i had hurt him. And it broke my heart. "Why?" he asked, whisperd. a shocking contrast to his precedente shouting that would have been funny if it wasn't so miserable.
"Dad," I began,"we just have to leave..." I trailed off. Then added,"Need to know, Dad."
"Ah." he said. Then we stood and left. When we opened the door, we were greeted da a shocking sight. A terrible sight. Because it meant that we hadn't left fast enough. We were being exposed to the town. And they believed...