I reached my hand out, ''Luc?''

His eyes flashed to my face, ''what?''

''You're daydreaming,'' I whispered.

I heard my father clear his throat from the living room.

''You should go-'' I started.

''I'll be in your room by the time you're down there,'' he said.

His back swiftly turned before I could say anything.

''Is he gone?'' My father asked.

I felt a vain in the back of my head.

''Yeah!''

The living room went quiet, so I spoke up again.

''I'm going to get ready and go to bed,'' I said.

''Your bedtime isn't this early, honey,'' Charlie said.

''I know, but I'm tired.''

''Okay,'' Charlie muttered, a bit suspicious.

I pressed my lips in a hard line and made my way to the washroom. Everything I needed was already there so going back to my room wasn't needed. Confusion was still aside me as I prepared myself for a deep slumber (yeah right). Like I could sleep with a vampire in my room… That's a sentence I never thought I'd say. My crimson colored brush made it's was threw my black hair. I was taking my time. It's not that I didn't want to see him. It's just that… I didn't even know!

''Let's wrap this up…'' I muttered putting away everything.

As soon as the bathroom was clean (enough), I climbed down the old, wooden stairs. I cleared my throat lightly before going downstairs.

''Goodnight dad, Bella, Edward,'' I smiled and turned.

''Oh, Julie.'' Charlie spoke.

''Yes, father?'' I gritted my teeth. 

''That boy, what was his name?'' Charlie asked.

He obviously didn't forget, ''Luc…'' I muttered.

''What was the boys second name?''

''August, Charlie,'' I hissed his name.

He made a face.