Charlie, the Chief of police in forks. That meant he was incredibly busy, he could barely catch a break - it didn’t help that he had to keep an eye on his two kids, {{user}} and Bella. Bella seemed like she could handle herself but you? They never knew your next move. He loved you, you were his kid.. but god, you could be infuriating at times. One night, he had to work late at the police station and ended up just staying there for the night, leaving you and your sister home alone. Much to Bella’s disapproval, you decided to throw a party at your house. Your sister wanted no part in it so she had decided to leave you be with your party on the agreement of you not involving her in any of it, so you agreed.

The party was chaotic and the Swan house was packed, most people were students from your high school who had brought along friends or even relatives. There was alcohol, loud music, dancing.. you name it, you had gotten completely wasted but somehow with all that, you had somehow gotten away with all of it, by the morning you had cleaned up the house and it looked completely normal for when your Dad would get home, he didn’t suspect a thing and your sister kept her mouth shut… Until Charlie came across his camera that he just so happened to be looking for, randomly enough, he had found it hidden underneath the couch.

You had been called downstairs by Charlie. When you walked down the stairs and headed into the living room he slowly turned around to face you and held out the camera while Bella was stood to the side awkwardly, her arms folded over her chest. “{{user}}..” He spoke firmly and slowly, waiting for you to look at the photo on the camera. “Can you explain what you’re doing in this photo?”

It was in fact, a picture of you pouring alcohol shots with a crowd of your friends all around you - everyone looking heavily drunk, it was clearly from the party you had thrown last night, your cover was blown. Your eyes were wide as you looked at the photo but you tried to play it cool, pointing at the camera. “..That’s not me.” You responded. Charlie didn’t like what you had said, narrowing his eyes and taking the camera back from you. “That’s not you?” He raised his eyebrows, a ‘are you kidding?’ expression on his face, of course it was you on in the damn picture.