The Hand that Rocks the Cradle
Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns the characters. I just day dream about a certain one..
9 pm and I haven't even had a phone call to let me know not to bother with dinner tonight. I'm trying not to be mad, I really am, but how many times do I need to tell him that even a text is better than nothing. Edward loves his job. Ok that might even be an understatement. Edward lives for his job. Now, that sounds much more fitting. It was one of the things that made me fall so deeply in love with him when we were younger. The fact that he throws himself into things so deeply and showers the things that he desires with a love so pure that he can't help but be rewarded for it.
Well that was before I started feeling like maybe I wasn't the object of his desire any more. He might as well call that hospital his home because he damn sure spends more time there, than here with me. Two years of marriage and the honeymoon period lasted all of 6 months before he had to start to buckle down again. Which in turn meant no more late nights up together, with us waking up with our legs wrapped around each other. My favourite. Or with him being able to find the time to surprise me at work, where we'd find ourselves locked away in the staff restroom with my thigh thrown over his shoulder. Ok maybe I have many favourites. We acted like we were the horny teenagers, instead of the actual ones that were just on the other side of the door. Man I miss those days. Don't get me wrong, we do still have our time together as husband and wife. It just feels so much more… Mechanical. I feel like all of the lust is gone. Like maybe he just doesn't see me in the same way. Maybe he doesn't...
My rambling thoughts were interrupted by my cell phone. Finally he calls! But as I look at the caller id I try not to be disappointed. "Hey Alice" Alice has been my best female friend since freshman year of high school, She's also how I met my husband. My first sleepover was when I realised that my crush, who was a year older was actually one of Alice's older brothers. I was finally able to put a name to the beautiful face. As Alice and I became closer, I became closer to her family and subsequently Edward. It was just pure luck that he felt the same for me as I did him. "Hi Bella! I was calling to see what you were doing next week; Rose's Baby shower is creeping up now. We've waited long enough and I know you're stalling. We need to buy her presents!"
I physically grimaced at the reminder that I didn't need. I was fully aware of the fact that Rose's baby shower was in 3 weeks and I had yet to even attempt to think of what I was going to buy for her. I didn't want to remember that Edward and I were in no fit state in our marriage to even discuss me getting pregnant. This is something that I so desperately want right now. My body and heart know that it's the right time. But how can I bring a child into this when I'm not even sure that he still wants me. It's the end of the week and I've seen him for a maximum of 6 hours. Including the hour that I watched him sleep two days ago, before I was finally pulled under myself. By the time I woke up, he was gone.
"Alice you pick a day and I'll be there. You can meet me after school finishes and I'll follow you to the mall" she sounded sceptical when she replied "Bella you said that last time and then cancelled on me last minute with your 'too much homework you need to grade' excuse. We really need to get cracking on this I want our presents to be perfect!"
I sighed in defeat; I was actually going to use another excuse. "I promise no excuses. I'll be there." "Good, I promise I wont make it too painful, it'll be an in and out job. It won't take all day this time" she chirped. Little did she know that it wasn't the time frame of the trip that I was dreading "Is Edward there, I wanted to talk to him about something" I sighed, this conversation was just getting better and better. "No he's not back from the hospital yet" "He's not? Oh, ok. Well I guess I'll keep trying his cell but I haven't been able to get through all day" "No surprise there, he doesn't like to be disturbed unless it's an emergency" I love Alice but I really needed to end this phone call now before I got even more upset tonight. "Alice, listen I gotta go I got another call coming through, I'll call you tomorrow" "ok, love you. Speak to you soon!"
Sighing again as I hung up I headed for the kitchen. I wasn't going to spend another night waiting up for him. My work is already suffering from my late nights up, simply so that I can have a proper conversation with him. I swear those kids must think that I've either lost a few brain cells or turned into the walking zombie. Who knows what time he was planning on coming home from what was meant to be a 12 hour shift. I know that you have to work extra hard during your residency but surely if he wanted to see me and attempt to have a marriage, he'd find a way to make both work. I know that you can't really compare being a doctor to being a high school English teacher, but still. I did it for him. I'd do anything for him; he wouldn't even need to ask half the time. It's like he doesn't care anymore. I put his dinner in the fridge after reasoning with myself that there was no point in throwing it away. If he did end up coming home tonight, at least he would have something to eat. He shouldn't get used to it though; I'm definitely not cooking tomorrow.
AN: Hi guys, Thanks for reading the first chapter of "The Hand that Rocks the Cradle" i'm intending for this to be a multi chapter story full of highs and lows. I have a good idea of where i want to go with this but would really appreciate your feedback as this is the first story that i'm writing and putting out there for the world to see. Also the following chapters will be alot longer than this, i just wanted to set the scene and allow you to get a feel of the story. What do you think of Bella and the situation she's facing so far?