Dear Diary (Drama.

Vampire Style)
March 31, 2009

I should have mentioned it to them… all of them. I didn’t want Rosalie, Emmett,
Jasper or Baylor to become angry with me, so I didn’t tell them of my plans to let
Charlie know about what I’ve become. Alice, Esme, Edward and of course Carlisle
were the only ones I told.
After Edward called Carlisle to come help with Charlie and his fainting episode,
Carlisle then called Esme at the Cullen house to let her know he would be late,
and briefly explained what had happened to Charlie. Esme was on the home office
phone thinking no one could hear her when she asked Carlisle “Does Charlie know
about Bella now?” Followed up by “He fainted after she showed him her skin? Is he
ok?”
Somehow Rosalie overheard Esme. Great.
My return to the Cullen house after that was less welcoming than the very first
time I had visited, as a human. As soon as Edward, Nessie and I walked through the
door, I heard a low heinous growl. Alice glided over to us and whispered the words
I was afraid of. “They know”
I didn’t have a second to ask Alice any questions before Rosalie was face to face
with me, her lips pulled over her perfect teeth. Edward and Alice crouched in
front of me, Edward letting out a deep growl. It’s odd how they’re all so quick to
forget that I’m technically stronger than any of them, from being a newborn. No
matter what, though, Edward will eternally feel protective of me.
Rosalie didn’t give me a second to explain before she started to interrogate me.
“What will you do when the Volturi find out, Bella?”
“Did you even think to run this past the rest if us?”
Then the last question, this one hurt.
“How could you risk your own daughters life like that?”
Edward’s voice echoed off the white walls as he lashed back at Rosalie. Somehow,
this turned into a brawl between just the two of them. I couldn’t let it be this
way. This is my fault. I began an attempt to explain myself, but Edward’s voice
drowned mine out and Rosalie wouldn’t even look at me, anyway.
Jasper, Emmett and Baylor were completely siding with Rosalie, and even questioned
my commitment to this family. Esme and Carlisle swiftly leaped down the stairs at
this point, and Carlisle asked that we discuss this in a more “respectable
manner.” Rosalie kept going with the jabs, though.
“Why should we respect Bella when she can’t follow a simple rule?”
I tried and tried to reassure them all that Charlie wouldn’t tell a soul. I tried
to explain how hard it is to have a living human family member who I have to lie
to everyday. How hard it is to no longer be able to spend much time with Charlie,
and to have no explanation for him when he’s asks me why.
I could see Emmett was beginning to moderately understand my points. He placed his
arm around Rosalie, who was still giving me that cadaverous glare. Jasper was
clearly enraged, too. Lucky for me, though, Alice was quick to rebuttal anything
he said, in my defense.
Edward was half arguing with people’s thoughts, and half arguing actual spoken
words, which got confusing, of course.
At one point everyone was growling over each other, no one listening to one
another, when Nessie slowly walked towards Rosalie and placed one hand on her
cheek.
Rosalie’s face slowly relaxed, her eyes seeming less lethal. Edward had already
read Rosalie’s thoughts and mumbled three quick words out loud. “Nessie is
scared”.
In what seemed like a fraction of a moment, Baylor hurried upstairs, Alice and
Jasper went and sat in front of the television, Emmett and Rosalie stormed off
into the garage and Carlisle and Esme took Nessie into the backyard and called
Jacob to come be with her.
Edward and I stood in the front lobby of the house, stunned, staring at each
other. I didn’t know what to say. I couldn’t take it back. Charlie already knows.
In one instantaneous move, Edward placed his arm around me, holding me in his
tight, protective grip. I placed my head on his shoulder and let him into my mind.
I needed him to see how truly horrible I felt for risking any danger to the
Cullen’s, and how regretful I am for posing any danger on our beautiful little
Nessie.
I just wish they could see and place as much trust in Charlie as I do. I’ve been
back to Charlie’s house, and gave him the long version of our story, once he was
sitting down, of course. He wont tell anyone, I know he wont. Another thing, too,
is that Charlie’s line of work has required him to keep numerous secrets from the
towns people on many occasions.
Before I could finish my train of thought, Baylor almost silently flew down the
stairs with the one small khaki colored bag he had brought with him, walked past
Edward and I without even glancing at us, and flew out the door.
Alice gracefully walked back into the lobby from the t.v room, her eyes focused,
body graceful, yet tense. I swiftly glanced at Edward, who was giving Alice a
knowing stare. Alice was having a vision and I knew it wasn’t good.
Alice and Edward took me outside, where no one could hear us, and told me that
Baylor was going to the Volturi…