Bella continued to look out the window at Edward for as long as she could see him. Once out of sight is when her tears flowed freely down her face and she didn't dare look in the direction of Charlie. Her heart screamed for Edward and she secretly hoped he was following them and was going to take her home once the car stopped. How could he just stand there frozen and watch as Charlie man handled her to his car? Knowing she called out to him for help and he left her there with nothing, no hope at all. Not even a word to let her know she was going to be ok and he would see her soon. Did he want to give her up to Charlie? No, she thought and shook her head to herself. He wouldn't do that. She may not understand it now or want to with her anger, but the only reason should could come up with was he had no other choice. He would come to her when he could. She didn't want to think he would just leave her like that.

Charlie continued to drive and never spoke a word. It was an uncomfortable silence the entire way. She was a little relieved that he had chosen his house of all places to take her and talk. At least it was familiar to her, even with bad memories lingering. Making sure she kept a distance she got out of the car once it stopped. Instantly she thought about running, but with the klutz she was she knew she could never out run him. She stayed on guard as he maneuvered them into the house. It was a very creepy cold feeling when he closed the door behind them once inside. The memories all too clear she closed her eyes and shook her head, moving to sit down in the living room extremely tense. Since Charlie had yet to say anything she knew she would have to be the one to break the silence if this was ever going to be over with.

"What do you want with me Charlie?" Her words were harsh with the tone she used.

He found himself comfortable in his usual chair and kept his distance. "To talk, just as I said."