Hello, I have been gone awhile feels like forever lol but I am back, better and I missed writing. This is a new story and I hope you like it and hopefully want to express how much by reviewing ;).

I Do Not Own Twilight. Stephanie Meyer does with her yummy self, hehe.

Chapter 1. -Bella's POV.

I sighed, he was late again. "Why does he keep doing this and why do I keep tolerating it?" I asked myself softly. Jacob, my husband was supposed to be home an hour ago, so we could go have dinner at my favorite restaurant, but I doubt that was happening anymore cause the reservation was at 7 not at 8:30 as I looked at the clock one last time.

I have been waiting at our apartment for him to come back from whatever he was out doing, he never tells me anymore all he says is its work. Since our baby girl was born Jacob has been distant, he was happy the first couple months of having her but when our beautiful daughter Layla turned a year old he began to leave me out of things.

This is not the first time he has been late to dinner, the last time this happened he claimed he was busy with work and forgot. Jacob is a 23-year-old who works at a mechanic shop, and I am not saying they do not work hard but how do you get so busy you forget about the dinner date with your wife every month? But I let it go, not wanting to argue that day and because he promised to make it up to me next time, which was today.

I heard a key noise at the door, the lock clicked and then he walked in, I was sitting at the dining table when I looked up at him, but he just walked pass me to our bedroom. I followed.

"Jacob" I called to him. He did not hear me, or he did and was just ignoring me, won't be the first time.

"Jacob" I tried again a little louder. He turned to look at me with his eyebrows raised.

"What Bella?" he asked before taking off his shoes and laying his back on the bed. I stared at him for a moment before speaking.

"what are you doing?" I asked, was he not going to get ready, so we can at least go eat somewhere else?

"I'm trying to rest Bella what else does it look like I'm doing" he said, he sounded sleepy, but I was not having it.

"Jacob we were supposed to go have dinner! Where were you? I have been waiting in this apartment for hours waiting for you to come home, I dropped Layla off at Rosalie's place after my class so I could get ready for our dinner date that you so promised to make up to me by the way, and you are just going to lay here and ignore me?" I was getting furious now.

I felt like I was the only one who cared about this marriage and who was trying to secure it, he does not even give me compliments anymore and I dressed to impress today might I add. I do not know where we went wrong, I just wanted the man I married back but he will not even communicate with me.

Jacob sat up on the bed and rubbed his eyes, "Bella." he started, "will you just let me rest, I have been out since 8am, working trying to provide for this family so we can function…. I'm not worried about a stupid dinner right now, so please give me some quietness." He got up and walked into the bathroom in our room.

I felt so sad, Jacob words hurt. I sat on the bed defeated. Where was my loving husband? I thought. Jacob and I have been married for 3 years now. We got engaged right after I graduated from Forks high school. We moved to LA together after I got my scholarship offer, it was my first year of college in UCLA when we got married, I was 19, he was 20. It was the best day of my life, I was marrying my best friend. We've have known each other since we were young kids, everyone was happy for us, we were both so happy. We had Layla during the last semester of my second year, it was a huge surprise when I found out I was pregnant, but Jacob was happy, and that made me excited.

The sound of his bare foot on the carpet brought me out of my thoughts, he stops and stared at me. He must have seen how sad my face was due to the way he sighed and left the room. I just sat on the bed starring at our room walls.

He came back in and began to put on his pajamas all the while not speaking to me. I did not like it, so I spoke.

"Why were you out so late Jacob?" I asked tenderly. I was not trying to make him angry I just wanted him to talk to me.

"I had customers to attend to" was all he said before he laid on the bed with his back to me.

Fine, if that is how he wants to be then two can play the ignoring game. I got up and walked out. I went to the living room and took my phone out dialing my best friend number.

"Hey Bellaboo! You guys back already? How was it? You guys good now?" Rose threw at me soon as she picked up. I sighed sitting on the couch.

"No Rose, we didn't even go, he came late again" I replied tiredly. There was quietness at the other end for a second.

"Oh," she replied, her happiness dimming a little. "Jacob is really a jerk, you were so looking forward to this, did he say anything about why he was late? Apologized?" she continued.

"No, he did not and I'm so tired rose, I hate the way he treats me now" I said my voice shaky.

"Oh honey, I'm sorry. Look, I can keep Layla for the night if you don't feel like getting her tonight" she said.

"Oh no its ok Rose I can come get her" I sniffed getting up.

"No Bella it okay, she is one plus now anyways, she's grown I've grown won't be any problem like the last time," she said chuckling a little. She was trying to make light of the situation, but I was not in the mood.

She sighed and continued, "we'll be fine. Just rest tonight ok babe?" she said waiting for an answer she liked.

"Yeah ok Rose, I'll come pick her tomorrow morning." I said.

"Good!" she replied, "Now rest, love you"

"Love you too Rose" I said softly as I hanged up. It felt good saying that word as I have not said it to someone in a while.

I met Rosalie my first year in college, we ran into each other at the food court and since then we have been inseparable. Rose and I were the same age, she's a beautiful 22-year-old, on the tall side with thick blond hair, she is also on the thick side with sexy curves so getting men attention was not a problem for her. Rosalie does look mean on the outside but that is just because she always has a resting bitch face but when you talk to her she has such a beautiful spirit and lovely smile. I was blessed to have her in my life and couldn't believe soon we were about to graduate college.

I walked back into the room and got ready for bed. I laid back on the bed starring at the ceiling trying not to cry myself to sleep. I turned on my side and closed my eyes, I drifted off awaiting tomorrow so I can have my little angel in my arms again.

Yesss my Rose is a little different, I likey. Soooo lol how was it? Im so excited. If I made errors let me know, I re-read a lot but If i missed something tell meeee I dislike making mistakes.

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-Dolly-