Hey! I'm back and with a new profile! I haven't been on in forever and … long story, but yeah! You have no idea how much I missed you all!

Well, this story is about Bella and Edward's trials through the real world and adult hood. This is their story of how they overcome the things in their life.

Alright! ON WITH THE SHOW!!!!!!

I watched as the never-ending highway continued in front of me. I could not see an end in sight. But then again, I didn't want to. I was running away. Running from my old life, an abusive husband, and from a home that was never my own.

I looked at the back seat and smiled. My three year old son, Arthur, was asleep in his car seat. I glanced back at the road before looking at him again.

Arthur had blond hair, like his father, but he had my dark brown eyes. Actually, I think that the only thing he got from my husband was his hair. He had by habits of blushing and biting my bottom lip, my clumsiness, and my inability to sing. Although he is three and may grow out of it, I find it endearing.

I tore my eyes from my son to look back at the road. Sighing, I thought of Arthur's father, and my reason for leaving.

I had just gotten home from work and picking Arthur up from daycare when I saw Mike's car in the driveway. Odd, I thought, he shouldn't be home for a few more hours.

I carried Arthur in and set him down once I saw Mike glaring at me from the couch.

"Arthur, go to your room, okay?" I told him. I knew something was wrong and wanted him as far away as possible.

Arthur nodded and walked to his room, shutting the door after him. Good boy.

"Mike," I asked, inching closer, "Why are you home so early?"

He raised an eyebrow at me and stood up.

"Oh," he said, "I thought I'd come home and surprise you, but guess what I found when I got here?"

Mike held up a prescription bag from behind his bag and pulled out the box from inside it. My eyes widened.

"Yes, I found something quite interesting today." He started to pace around the room. "Why couldn't you tell me? Why did you think you need a 'morning after' pill? I thought we decided we were going to have more kids!" he bellowed.

I flinched back. "Mike, I don't want to have any right now. My career is just getting started, and getting pregnant would ruin all that."

I didn't know why, but i was truly terrified of Mike right now. I could smell the liquor all the way over here, and I knew that he was an angry drunk, but he had never come home. He was always taken home by one of his friends, passed out, and would wake up in the morning with a headache.

"Well," he said, grinning evilly, "If you don't want any more kids, how 'bout we make sure?" He stalked towards me, his eyes gleaming with rage. I backed up, but was trapped into a corner.

"Mike," I whispered, "You don't want to do this. You're drunk. You don't know what you're doing."

He laughed. I had never heard anything more scary. "Oh, I know exactly what I'm doing." And with that, his fist slammed into my stomach, doubling me over. I tried to call out, but he kept pounding into me with a gusto I had never seen in him before. The pain wracked my body, and I could no longer breathe. It became so intense, that I passed out from it; my body couldn't handle any more.

When I woke up in the hospital, I felt stiff and there were tubes coming out of my arms.

"Oh! You're awake!" Why is it I always got the perky nurse? She came over to me and started poking around, asking what hurt. Everything, really. And I told her.

I ended up getting out of the hospital four days later with a concussion, three broken ribs, heavy bruising in my abdomen, and a sprained wrist. Mike, when he saw me walk through the door in bandages, laughed at my struggle and shoved Arthur into my arms. I cried out in pain from Arthur hitting my bruises and the strain in my wrist, causing Mike to laugh even more.

"I'm going out," he said, leaving me with and empty, messy house.

He never saw me again. When he left, I packed up all of mine and Arthur's things, got into the car, and have been driving ever since.

I looked out the front window and saw the sign that said "Welcome To Michigan". I sighed. It took me four days, but I finally travel across the country from Seatle and reached Michigan. I didn't know what I was going to do, so I looked for the nearest hotel. Well, a cheap hotel until I could find a good job.

I pulled into the parking lot, got out and got a room, then went back out to get Arthur and our stuff. I opened the door and unbuckled his car seat. "Come on sweetheart. Time to wake up."

Arthur yawned (cutest thing ever!) and slowly peaked open his eyes to look up at me. "Momma!" He smiled and reached up to me. My heart melted and I took him into my arms, still a little stiff from the drive and the beating. "Food?" he asked, looking around.

"You hungry, baby?" I asked him, bending down to grab his bag. He nodded furiously, making me laugh. "Alright, I'll get you fed right after we get into the room." Arthur made a noise of appreciation and I grinned. My baby.

EPOV

"God, why does every girl think they have the right to fuck me?" I asked my friends. We were all gathered at our hangout, Demetri's Bar, like we did every Friday night.

Alice, my sister, laughed at me. "Edward, get over it. Seriously, it's been like this since high school. Girls have always been attracted to you."

Emmett, a roommate from college, nodded vigorously. "Dude, you're lucky, man! You're livin' the single life and got the babes hanging offa' ya' like apes! You're such a lucky bastard!"

Rosalie, his wife, smacked him upside the head. "Oh? And what's so wrong with me? Your WIFE!"

Emmett grinned slyly and rubbed the back of his head. "Rose, baby, you know I love you. I just meant that Edward was lucky... You know what I mean."

Rosalie rolled her eyes. "No, I don't Emmett. But whatever. Oh, hey, I think we should get a new couch."

"What?" Emmett asked. "But we just got a new one. It's perfectly fine!"

Rosalie grinned. "Then you'll be fine sleeping on it tonight, now won't you?"

We all laughed at Emmett's despair. He looked like a little kid who's kitten just pooped on his bed and his mom made him clean it.

Alice jumped up and down. "I met someone new down at the mall! She's funny, smart, pretty, and is looking for a new job. Her name's--"

"Alice!" I shouted. I couldn't stand it when she did this. "Please, no more set-ups. The last one was a total flake, and she didn't have one non-manufactured part on her body. Please, no more."

Alice pouted, bringing out the full puppy-dog pouty-face. "Just one more? Please, I know that she'd be perfect for you."

Damn, how could I resist her when she was like this. I sighed. "Fine, Alice. Just ONE more, okay? NO MORE. I wanna find someone on my own after this."

She squealed, and the rest of us cover our ears. "YAY! You're totally gonna love her! She's...perfect."

Jasper, Alice's quiet boyfriend, put his hand on her shoulder and miraculously, she calmed down.

We all shook our heads at the wonder that was Jasper's ability so calm her down.

"Tomorrow," she said, "you'll meet your soul mate. K?"

Sorry guys, but I gotta leave ya' hanging right there. I know it's kinda short, but I'll try to make it longer.

Right now, I'm watching teen titans (*sigh* my secret passion) and am...distracted. Sorry XD.

Anyway... tune in later to read the next chapter. Luv ya!

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