“I had a really great time,” Bella said with a small smile.

“Me too,”

Before Bella could even put her seat belt on, Edward leaned into her face to softly press his lips against hers. A little surprised, Bella shyly returned the kiss back. The faint, yet spicy cologne Edward was wearing flooded through her nostrils. A slight moan escaped his lips, and his kisses quickly became rougher. Not exactly liking where this was going, Bella was just about to pull away when her cell phone began to vibrate.

“I have to take this call.” Bella announced, keeping the relief out of her voice.

Edward would have never kiss me like that! A small voice shouted indignantly.

“Hello?”

“Bella, you need to come down to the La Push reservation immediately,” A male voice demanded. “Your father has been hurt.”

“What?” Bella replied with wide eyes. “Who is this?”

“Harry Clearwater,” He replied impatiently. “Now get off of the phone and go!”

Tears already began to cloud her vision before she snapped her phone shut.

“Who was it?” Edward asked. “What happened?”

“M-My dad is hurt,” Bella sobbed. “A friend of his t-told me to drive to La Push a-as soon as p-possible.”

“I’ll drive you down there.” He promised, turning the ignition and swiftly exiting the parking lot.

Please keep him safe! Bella silently prayed in her mind, squeezing her purse.

The next twenty minutes were the longest twenty minutes Bella had ever experienced in her life. As she helplessly studied the view from her window, she swore that the nearby herd of deer was moving faster than the car was. The deer soon became blotted out of her vision as a fresh wave of tears welled up in her eyes. She was about to snap at Edward to drive faster, when she noticed a line of unmoving cars on the horizon.

“Oh no,” She groaned. “No, we’ll never get there!”

Edward, feeling nearly as helpless as Bella, wrapped his arms around her and allowed her to cry on his shoulder.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the window. Edward quickly rolled the window down once he saw who it was.

“Excuse me,” A police officer said. “Is there an Isabella Swan in here?”

“That’s me,” Bella replied wearily, removing herself from Edward’s embrace.

“Your father hadn’t been transported to a hospital yet, but a doctor is tending to him. Follow me.”

“Go,” Edward said with a somber gaze. “I’ll see you later.”

Bella gave him a weak smile and left the car, following the police officer. Her heart sunk as she noticed police cars with their flashing lights surrounding the area. Although her instincts shrieked at her to run far, far away, she forced her limbs to move forward.

“Here he is.” The police officer led Bella to the edge of the woods, where a blonde doctor was hunched over Charlie.

“Mr. Cullen?” Bella hesitantly spoke. “Will my dad be okay?”

Bella’s heart froze as an unusually pale Carlisle Cullen with topaz-colored eyes turned around.