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Bella's Point Of View

Edward smiled as he kissed me on the cheek, and excused himself whilst Charlie and I ate dinner. Charlie frowned at his back. "What did you have for dinner last night, Edward?" He asked.

Edward turned around slowly, smiling. "Cheese and Mac."

"No." Charlie replied. "That's what we had."

He chuckled nervously, running a hand through his hair. "What a small world, huh?"

"Sit. Bella, get another plate out for him." Charlie ordered. I rolled my eyes.

"Charlie, I hate to impose, but this is yours and Bella's personal time to yourselves."

"Nonsense. You must be starving, and you did help Bella make it."

"Esme's probably got dinner already waiting for me at home, Charlie." Edward protested. Charlie sent him a glare and he reluctantly sat down at the dinner table.

I mouthed 'I'm sorry' to Edward, but he just shook his head with a small smile on his face. I placed a plate in front of Edward with a small helping of the spaghetti. I sighed, placing the FORKS (IM ACTUALLY LITERALLY ON THE FLOOR LAUGHING AT THIS.) in the middle of the table, and kissed the top of Edwards head from behind before sitting in my seat.

Charlie had his eyes trained on Edward, as Edward brought the fork up to his lips, with only a string of pasta. I felt like kicking Charlie's leg under the table so he'd look away, even if it was for a second, so then Edward could hide it somewhere.... so I decided to take action.

I whacked my foot into Charlie's chair, making the leg snap underneath him, and Charlie go plummeting towards the ground. "Whoops." I mumbled embarrassed.

Charlie scowled at me, and decided to just lean against the kitchen wall eating.... and of course glaring at Edward.

Edward placed the fork back into the pasta, then into his mouth, and I could see him swallow it whole, grimacing as it went down. "Don't forget to chew." Charlie mentioned, I looked back to Charlie, him still glaring at Edward. I rolled my eyes and took a forkful of mine.

Edward took another forkful, this time chewing slowly for Charlie's sake then swallowing.

I watched in astonishment as Edward cleared his plate, then excused himself for the toilet.

Charlie ran up the stairs and I followed after at a slower pace.

Edward was bent over the toilet, wrenching up the load of human food Charlie had forced him to eat.

Charlie stood in utter disbelief. "I KNEW IT!" He shouted. "I'm going to get you the help you need." Charlie assured Edward, patting him on the shoulder.

"Waheyyyy." Edward muttered sarcastically. "I don't think I'll be joining you for dinner in a while."

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A/N no offence to anorexic assholes out there.

Lol, I really fuck up apologies, don't I?

But this story was hilarious to write.