My Midnight Sun- Complications- Part 5

This one is a bit bigger than the last few, because it finishes off the chapter:

I cursed internally. I mentally slapped myself. I was so focused on Charlie’s thoughts that I missed the Quileute’s, even though he was the closer of the two. And it seemed he was not alone, either.
Right now he was focused on telling his son which house was Charlie’s, as the son seemed to be the one driving (and brimming with excitement to the point of distraction). The elder hadn’t seen me yet. And hopefully when he did, he wouldn’t recognize me.
“Not good.”
“What is it?” Bella asked, alarm in her voice.
“Another complication.”
I swung the door open abruptly and moved back to my own seat, likely too fast for a human movement.
I tried to ignore the thoughts from the kid, so that I could say goodbye to Bella. It was a little difficult, though… he was practically screaming them.
So glad I get to see Bella again. Can’t believe she thought I was sixteen. I think she likes me. Really seemed interested in my stories… can’t believe someone so pretty likes me so much. I wonder who she’s with, though. Probably just a friend. He sure has a nice car…
Ah, yes. The young Quileute. Didn’t Bella say his name was Jacob? Jacob Black. Ephraim Black’s descendant. Obviously the unfortunate soul who had the force of Bella unleashed upon him.
Then, to my utter dismay, I heard not only the father’s words, but regrettably, his thoughts.
“What’s he doing here?” He mumbled darkly, whether to himself or his son, I didn’t know or care. Presently, I was a bit more preoccupied by his thoughts.
A Cullen. How do they think they blend in? Dangerous. Even look dangerous. Wonder what the hell he wants with the Swans. Wait, is that Bella in the car, with him? Could have killed her! Must be waiting for the right moment. No, they haven’t broken the treaty yet, but I’ve never seen any of them associate with humans before, either. One can never be too safe, especially with Charlie’s own daughter. Course I can’t tell Charlie. Have to make up some story. A rumor or something. Tell him that the Cullen kid is interested in his daughter and has no good intentions…that’s true enough. Maybe some kind of bet… that he’ll take advantage of her and move on. No matter, I’ll make sure Charlie keeps his daughter away.
I’d heard enough. And our time was very brief now, besides.
“Charlie’s around the corner,” I said.
She gave me a quick smile of goodbye and jumped out. I could hear the conflicting emotions coming from the car at the sight of her. One of pure exultation, one of even greater fury.
I composed my face in hopes that Bella would not see the anger I struggled to restrain. Anger… because I could handle the truth better than those made-up lies. I could even handle the warning that I was dangerous. Probably safer for Bella if Charlie did worry about her. But I would not be content with him believing I would use Bella in that way. I would not be content with lies.
The moment Bella shut the door, I sped away.