Disclaimer I DO NOT OWN THE TWILIGHT SAGA AM DOES

I'm in a serious writing mood right now which is bad because I have a lot of stuff I need to do but this urge is just causing me to procrastinate. Well who cares I think that this is more important, so here you go.

CHAPTER 2

I sat in our outdated living room, Nate curled up by my side. On the television Scooby-Doo, it was one of his favorite shows considering only being two and I didn't mind too much when I saw how his face never failed to get brighter every time Scooby appeared on the screen. The chuckles he let out always had put a smile on my face, just something about being a mother that you become elated when you see such a joyous expression coming from your children. Soon he was out, steadily breathing.

I picked his little body, wrapping it in his soft blue blanket my mother gave me when he was born. I placed him inside his crib, making sure he was completely warm in this cold state.

I headed back down the stairs to clean up the trail of toys leading form the kitchen to the toy box in the corner of the living room. I washed the dishes left over from earlier that morning, then headed back to my room to star my homework before I had to start preparing dinner.

My homework took no time at all; mainly simple one sentence questions about subject I already had a pretty good idea on. So it left me with nothing left to do so I decided to start on the wash getting it out of the way while I could so I wouldn't be stuck on time later.

About an hour and a half later I heard soft cries from my room. I ran quickly up the stair, picking up Nate from his crib. He held onto me, laying his head down to rest on my shoulder as I carried him downstairs. I placed him on a couch visible from the kitchen where he laid down drowning in the colorful images on the screen.

I pulled out the ingredients to make hamburgers when I heard a light knock on the door. I glanced at Nate, still lying contently on the sofa. Another knock, "I'm coming." I opened the door, finding myself once again facing Edward Cullen.

"Aren't you going to invite me in?" I noticed that we were still standing in the door way so I walked back into the house ushering him to come inside.

At that moment I realized something important as a small hand pulled at my pants. "Mama" His little voice whispered. I hoped he had said it low enough so that Edward wasn't able to hear but then he tugged again, speaking louder. "Mama!"

OH HELL, I WAS IN DEEP FUCKING SHIT.

Raising my head slowing, I analyzed the smug look on his face. "So Bella, you didn't tell me you had a son." He spoke in the most innocent voice.

I cleared my throat, averting my eyes away from his. "Um, yeah." I picked up Nate who was still clinging to me, sitting him on my lap, this was the first time anyone other than my family has seen him up close. "This is Nathan."

"Hi Nathan, I'm Edward." He said to Nate with a friendly voice. Nate just stared at him, refusing to get close to a stranger.

"Mama, ee ee" Nate muttered, if I hadn't gotten used to how he spoke I wouldn't of been able to understand anything he spoke.

I grabbed a small plastic plate, filling it up with his favorite chips, directing him back into the living room so I could talk to Edward.

I came back and sat directly in front of Edward. "So what do you want to know?"

That arrogant smile of his never left his face as he opened his mouth to speak. "So how old is he?"

"Two." I simply answered, not wanting to get into details.

"So new girl Isabella Swan, miss innocence, had a baby at fifteen, I'm so surprised." His eyes gazed intently at my face, I'm sure he was waiting for some break down. "Where's the father?" My heart squeezed, everyone always asked that question, out of all the questions it was the one I hated the most."

In the quietest whisper, I rapidly answered. "Prison" I ended the conversation by getting up from out my seat to begin dinner. But just a sense of relief set in I felt a hand cuff around my wrist pulling me back down onto his lap.

"Prison?" He asked confounded.

My throat was dry as I tried to answer him back. "Yes prison, now no more questions ok." I demanded.

Just like I told him, he sat down at the dining table silently watching me. He didn't talk nor did I but the air seemed to fill with so much tension that I was sure one of us was going to crack. Still he remained quiet, so I tried my hardest to not say anything to him.

Nate came into the kitchen, placing his empty bowl onto the table, grabbing a towel to clean his hands. Nate was a curious toddler, he always liked to explore, but when it came to strangers he was as too shy. For some reason he walked straight up to Edward, raising his hands so he could be picked up. Edward lit up with a smile, picking Nate up into his lap.

"He looks just like you, you know." He commented, bouncing Nate on his lap. I was baffled, not only did Nate come up to him, but he seemed genuinely happy in Edwards's arms.

"I'm grateful for that." I continued to eyes them strangely, observing this rare occurrence until Edward's eyes caught mine staring.

"What?" he stared at me with wide eyes.

"This is the first time I've seen him taken with someone so quickly." He let out a big smile. "Can I ask you a question?" He nodded he head, still playing with Nate. "Why did you come here tonight?"

Edward chuckled, shaking his head at me. "Didn't I tell you that we'll become well acquainted soon?"

I took the wooden spoon that I was cooking with, hitting him lightly in the head. "Who'd want to become acquainted with an ass like you?" I yelled madly, but I felt that smile on my face.

"Would you mind if I came by again?" His eyes were still joyously watching Nate playing happily on his lap.

"Maybe if you stop acting so arrogant." I smiled.

"But then where's the appeal?" He laughed.

"I'll let you come back on one condition." He directed all his attention to me. "You keep this all a secret."

so tell me what you think. I try to make them as long as possible, but evertime i write too much it just makes the story seem boring. I hope this works out. Waiting to get reviews.