please review!!!!! xox Summary: The night Edward's mother finds out he wanted to be a soilder.

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Edward's P.O.V.

"She needed to know, son" Father said.

He had told her!

Of all people my Mother!!!

"You really want to kill people!" Mother screamed pointing at me.

She had reached stage two.

Anger.

Stage one really made me feel bad: Utter saddness.

I prayed for when she would reach stage three acceptence.

She screamed that she had raised a killer.

Father tryed to calm her saying that I was young and it was just a "phase"

She believed it as much as I did.

She rounded on my Father for not seeing it earlier.

"How could we not of seen this? We're his parents!"

She rambled on about how my Grandmother would be turning in her grave.

"Mother, stop! This is ridicolous! Please, listen.

The draft will be lowered to eighteen and when I turn that age I will fight in the war.

That is what will happen and I am sorry for the paina and anger this will and is causing you"

I apologised.

My mother burst into tears.

"Edward! How am I meant to live without you?" she sobbed on my shirt.

"I will be fine" I said gently.

With that more tears flowed down her cheeks.

The arguing went on late into the night until Father suggested we needed sleep.

We trudged to our rooms deep in thought.

I got no sleep that night, hearing my mother words in my head.

In the morning we ate in silence.

Why couldn' there be another option?