A Nerd Story of Love

Daddy Issues

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Chapter Twenty-Four: Daddy Issues

BPOV

On Wednesday morning, Edward went back to work. The swelling on his face had significantly gone down. I could actually see his beautiful eyes. Well, both of them. His bruises were slowly morphing into green and yellow blobs on his face. Alice offered to cover them with makeup. Edward's eyes grew wide and he locked himself in the bathroom until Alice put her makeup away.

I was dressing for my book signing with Rose when Alice knocked on Edward's door. Now, she learns about privacy. I'm leaving in two days. "Bella?"

"Hey, Ali," I said as I slipped my dress over my head. I flipped out my hair and walked out into the bedroom. "What's up?"

"I have a question for you, Bells. Have you ever met your dad? Your real dad?" Alice asked, her usually exuberant face turned into a look of solemnity.

"Never met him. It's always been my mom and me," I shrugged. "Why?"

"You haven't met the other detective assigned to Edward's case?"

"I spoke with Detective Waylon. Rose spoke with Detective Swan," I said. "Do you think that Detective Swan is my dad?"

"I do. His eyes are exactly like yours. Same shape and same color," Alice whispered. "I know you have a book signing with Rose today. However, I called Detective Swan and invited him for lunch today, to discuss my involvement with the video and to give him the names of the women involved in the video itself. Come with me."

"Alice, I can't neglect my job with Rose," I said, looking at her sternly.

"I've already spoken with her. Rose agrees with me. She thinks that Detective Swan is your dad and is encouraging you to go," Alice said.

"Why didn't she mention it?"

"Um..."

"That's what I thought. Alice, I can't neglect my job. I've been neglecting it enough while being here for a month. I'm sorry, but you're on your own. If you'll excuse me, I have to pick up Rosalie and do my job," I snapped. I got the keys to the Volvo and my messenger bag. I rode down the elevator and got into the car. I let out a loud scream at Alice's meddling. I sat in the Volvo for a few moments to calm my temper. Once I got my breathing back to normal, I started the car and drove to the W Hotel. I parked the car and got Rose from her room.

"What's wrong, Bellini? You're pink and pissed," Rose snorted.

"She's about 4'11", short black hair and is related to my boyfriend. I'm ready to kick her ass," I said.

"What did Alice do?" Rose asked as she grabbed a handful of Sharpies and stuffed them into her bag.

"She's convinced that Detective Swan is my birth father," I said as I paced in the deluxe suite.