Edward's pov
Beep! Beep! Beep! The sound of the alarm clock wakes me from a deep sleep. I forego the snooze button, and turn it off. 4 o'clock, the sun isn't even rising yet, what a great time of day.
I do my daily routine of getting ready, which includes; showering, dressing in a black suit and tie, taming the mess on top of my head by slicking it back, and eating my breakfast.
In the middle of making my toast, the phone rings. Deciding not to answer it, I let it go to the machine.
Beep.
"Edward, I know you're there sweetie." my mother's voice over the phone." Fine, don't pick up. Just listen, the family's worried about you. You won't answer the phone when we call, don't come visit anyone anymore, and drown yourself in work so no one can see you." my mother starts to sound desperate, I almost cave and answer the machine.
"Listen sweetie, I know it's hard to get over what happened. At some point though you have to face your feelings and stop hiding them by working ungodly hours. We all love you and just want to help you, if you'd just let us in." At one point in my life, I would never blatantly ignore my mother. Unfortunately those days are gone, and there probably never coming back. Thanks to what happened.
"Anyways darling, know that we all love you and hope to see you at the family picnic. I love you, so much Edward."
Click. The message stops. Phhffff, she wants me to go to the family picnic after what happened I don't think so. I delete the message, while quietly seething to myself. I remember the beginning of how this debacle started.
Tanya Denali and I had been going out for about five months at the time. I never really liked her very much. I went out with her more out of obligation than desire. Both our families were higher up on the social ladder. She was always around, so of course when I was 18 and her 20 she practically forced me into a relationship. We weren't compatible at all and I think she knew this for what she ended up doing. I could count on one hand the number of times I had slept with Tanya. That's why looking back on it I'm surprised that I believed her.
Flashback
"Tanya, listen I think you're a great girl. I just don't think that you're quite the one for me though. I don't want to cause you hard feelings as our families are close, but I know this isn't working. So this is it, I'm breaking up with you." Phew, I'm glad I got that out, I look forward to starting a new Tanyaless chapter of my life.
"But Edward I'm pregnant with your baby." She looked up at me from beneath her eyelashes, normally it would look seductive on anyone else. On Tanya it looked pathetic. Wait did she just say baby?
"What did you just say?"
" I'm pregnant with your baby." Motherfuck, is she serious. Oh god no, how is that possible? I used protection whenever she practically raped me, I always made sure to. So this wouldn't happen, Oh god please no.
" It's not mine, I used a rubber every time."
" How is it not yours, you're the only one I've slept with." Oh fuck, fuck, fuck. I guess I have to do the honest thing.
" I guess I'll be staying with you then."
End Flashback
I shake my head to clear it of the old thoughts, and regrets. I immediately smell the acrid odor of burnt toast. Oh well, I'll be buying breakfast then.