Chapter One
"Edward! You said you were going to pay for whatever for Irina's sweet sixteen!"
"Argh!" I groaned loudly.
"It's always like this, you're always running out of money!"
"It isn't necessary to get a party bus or have two other celebratory nights before her actual birthday!"
"I gave birth three times!"
"And how many times have I told you I was grateful?"
"Your words are worthless! Money talks louder!"
"If didn't have such expensive taste we wouldn't be in so much debt already! What are we going to do about their college funds, YOU don't work?!"
"ME?! No, what are YOU going to do! You knew who I was when we were going out, you said you could afford to have me so it's NOT my problem Cullen!"
Cullen. My high school 'nickname'.
"So what? You can't afford me or our girls?"
This happened every other day. I grew sick of her shrilly voice when she screamed. Sick of her presence.
"You know what Tanya? I'm done, if you didn't infect Irina and Kate with your couture life style I wouldn' t be broke or stressed all the time. We could live just fine with the necesities-"
"No fucking way, That wasn't why I married you!"
"wha-"
"Don't act so surprised, why else would the Queen B of forks high marry the biggest geek in the world? Mike didn't have cash because he refused to work and YOU liked to work."
"I work because I have to! And I married you because I love you!"
"And I only ever loved your money." Her ice blue eyes were cold and still. They always looked like that so I though she was just had to make happy. In my vows to her I said I would be a good husband and always try to make her happy.
"…so you never loved me,"
"God no." she scoffed. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly.
"Then get the fuck out of my house."
"You can't kick me out, this is my house too!"
"But I am and when we get divorced you can keep the house and everything in it, I don't want anything to do with you. Go find some other idiot to fool."
"You're going to regret this Cullen!"
"My name is Edward and I only regret marrying YOU."
"Then I'm taking the girls and you'll never see them again!"
"uh!" But I couldn't get a word in; she had run up the stairs of our extra large house. By the sound of it she went to our bedroom.
I called my adoptive mother Esme for help. My birth mother Elizabeth died in a fire. My father had left us prior to her death and didn't come back for me. Carlisle, my then pediatritian, and his brand new wife Esme adopted me. I was a stranger to Esme but immediately Esme showered my with love and compassion. I was able to mourn my mother properly and leave my past behind and looked towards the future because of her. And so then I loved her like I loved my mom.
"What do I do mom?"
"Well you have to call your lawyer right away and get him to scare her into agreeing to visitation rights. Him simply showing up at her family's house would be enough." I couldn't help but laugh.
"I never said anything because I could tell that you actually loved her, since which school started."
"I'm realizing how stupid I really was mom."
"No, she's the...stupid one. Men like yourself are rare and to use you and throw you away, use the children you love like sword is-is just..."
"Yeah, I know." Esme couldn't bring herself to say anything worse than 'stupid'.
"I'll Rosalie take care of that, you know what great pleasure it will bring her."
"It's to soon to be glad mom."
"Right now you're worried about your girls but are you happy about divorcing her?"
"Well I'm not happy about being divorced at thirty-four but…I think I'll be more lost when it happens. I'm sorry to say I got used to the routine and her screaming."
"But…you deserve better, more than that…?"
"I don't really know…I'm in big trouble mom."
I have endless credit card debts, I've been late with the mortgage payments so this house was going to lost, I won't let myself worry about how Tanya will deal with that, that meant I had to find a place-ugh I don't want to even think about it!