First fanfic,so go easy on me.

SM Owns Twilight.

When you are in a marriage or relationship with somebody, people say that if you don't have at least a few arguments with them means you and your partner don't express your feelings to each other.

A marriage or relationship will have its ups and downs, but if you love that person enough you'll get through it eventually.

Well in my marriage with my husband, Edward we express too much feeling that it sometimes gets out of hand, but it rarely does.

Edward and I would argue about pretty much anything and at one point I started to throw things at him, and he once threw one of our vases at the wall. He wouldn't dare throw something at me.

But I still love him no matter what.

"Don't bring this onto me, Edward!"I yelled."It's your fault!"

"My fault? I have to work! If it wasn't for me we wouldn't be where we're at right now. That's why I have to 'cause you don't, Bella!"Edward yelled back.

No, he didn't!

"Yeah, I don't work and the dinner magically appears on the table when you come home at night and the house magically cleans itself too! I have so much free time to just sit on the couch and do nothing!"I argued, leaving the room. I couldn't stand it anymore. He'd been the one who told me not to take a job because he said he made more than enough money for the both of us and our future.

Edward worked as a doctor and had just come home early this afternoon because it wasn't a busy day at the hospital he worked in, so he was told to come home. I'd been so happy that I could finally have a nice day with him, but he said he was going to see if, his brother, Emmett and/or his friend, Jasper could hang out before I could tell him what we could do together. He didn't even seem like he wanted to spend time with me anymore. So that was when I started the argument about him never being around.

I wish I could have the old Edward back. The one who would text 'I love you' to me if he forgot to say it in a rush to get to work. The one who would bend over backwards, just so we could have a romantic night together. The one who'd do anything just so we could spend some time together. I really want the old Edward back.

I walked into our bedroom, ready to burst into tears, but Edward had followed me so I quickly slammed the door in his face and sat on the bed.

"Bella...please open the door," Edward pleaded; his voice was softer and lower.

"Go away, Edward!" I shouted, feeling tears run down my cheek because of the whole situation.

"I'm sorry...just please...please open the door," Edward said, still in a soft voice.

"Go see Emmett and Jasper. That's what you really want to do," I responded, my voice cracking twice.

"Bella..."

I didn't respond and waited for him to leave.

"Bella...I'm going to drive and clear my mind for awhile. I'll be back," I heard Edward say, and then I heard the front door closing.

I sighed.

The tears running down my cheek soon turned to quiet sobs into my pillow.

After a little while, with my eyes were bloodshot and there were tear stains on my cheek, got up and opened the door hesitantly. I checked the garage and saw Edward's silver Volvo was gone. The only thing left was my Mercedes Guardian that Edward got for me when my truck didn't have any more life in it.

I really missed Edward. I never thought we get to the stage where we were nearly always arguing. I always thought we'd have the 'happily ever after' forever.

Boy, as I wrong.

But, I still wish we did.

I turned on the television watching a random soap opera on the channel it was on.

And at that very moment I made a decision that I thought I'd never have to do. A decision I never wanted to do ever. But I had to, to save our marriage. All I hoped was that it worked.

Sorry for such a short chapter.I'll try to write a longer one next time.

Please review and tell me what you think!