Diclaimer- I don't own any of the characters sadly :( But Stephanie Meyer does :)

EPOV

Emmet ended up crashing on the couch, drunk as always, while I laid in my bed wishing I didn't have to get up. The light was beaming through the curtains telling me to get up. I had a headache and felt like I was going to throw up. I drank way to much last night, but I needed to keep my mind from Isabella.

As I walked out into the lounge room I laughed at the way Emmett was sleeping and threw a pillow at him. He groaned then went back to sleep. He was so lazy! I went into the kitchen and took two headache tablets then went for a shower.

In the shower I thought of Isabella, those thoughts made me whack off three times. She is going to be the death of me. I got dressed into some black jeans and a blue t-shirt with my black converse. I only dressed like this on the weekends as I had to look professional as a teacher, which was the downfall of the job.

When I was deep in thought about what I am going to do this weekend the phone rang. Who the fuck rings me on Saturday morning at 10am!? I shouldn't even be awake.

"What?" I said as I answered the phone.

"Hello would be nice Edward."

"Hi dad" I said with a sarcastic tone.

"Son, I have something to ask of you."

"Yeah? Go ahead."

"I would much rather explain at your house, do you mind if I come over?"

"Of course you can you shouldn't even have to ask" My parents bring out my sensitive side it gets annoying sometimes.

As I waited for my father, Carlisle, I woke up Emmett telling him dad will be here soon and to get the fuck off my couch. After about ten minutes he finally sat up and groaned a little more because I woke him up too early. As my dad knocked on the door, Emmett was leaving to give us some time alone, as we hardly see each other anymore.

"See ya Em, Hi dad"

"Bye Cullen"

"Hey son"

"Where is mum?"

"That's what I have to talk to you about Edward" Uh oh this couldn't be good.

"Your mother and I haven't been agreeing too much lately, we have been fighting constantly" Oh no he's crying. "You know I love your mother very much but we have decided to get a divorce" I was sitting there with my mouth open and nothing to say. My parents are my world, Esme; my mother means everything to me. I didn't know what to say at all.

"Oh" that was the only word I could get out. I had a pain in my chest, they were perfect together. They taught me everything I know, together, and now they are apart. This can't be happening.

"Son, I have another thing to ask you."

"What's that?"

"I have given the house to your mother, therefore I need a place to stay until I can find somewhere for myself. So I am asking if I can stay here for a couple of weeks."

"Of course dad" I was still shocked by what he told me and didn't have many words at all.

"Thanks son. I have my stuff in the car; I'll just go and get it." He sounded really upset, and I could imagine why. They have been married for twenty five years and now they are apart. It all seems like a dream.

When he left to get his stuff, everything was falling down. I needed someone to talk to; I couldn't talk to my brother as I lost his number. The person I wanted to talk to I wouldn't see until Monday, besides she doesn't need to hear about my problems.

Dad finally came back inside and put his stuff down in the spare room. I told him I needed to go out for something and to make himself at home.

I quickly jumped into my Volvo and turned the music up to block the thoughts of my parents. I didn't know where I was going; I just needed to get out of the house. The only place I could think of that would be close to Bella is the college. I knew it would be open for the weekend tutoring so that's where I drove to.

I parked in my usual spot and headed for my classroom. I sat in Bella's seat and just thought of my childhood with both of my parents together. I sat there for two hours, just thinking.

I drove back home, doing well over the speed limit. When I walked in my door my dad was a mess, he was on the couch crying, with a bottle of Smirnoff in one hand gulping it down. I have never seen him drink before, or in this state at all, for that matter.

I said I'm back and then went into my room and rang my mother to see how she was holding up.

"Hey mum, how are you?"

"Oh Edward tell me your father is okay? He took off from here so fast I thought he was going to have a car accident." She sounded so worried.

"Yes, his okay he is going to stay with me for little while. Now tell me how you are?"

"Everything is just a mess, but I think this is for the best. We could never agree on anything anymore, I didn't like to fight with him." She started crying. I hated it when my mother cried it always hit my soft spot and made my eyes fill up in tears.

"It's okay; everything is going to be fine." I lied because I hated seeing or hearing my mother upset. "If you need to talk just call, I love you mum"

"I love you too Edward." She hung up the phone still bawling her eyes out.

When I came out of my room my father was so drunk. He didn't care about anything; he told me he was going for a drive to find a hot chick to get his mind off things. I couldn't believe what he said so I pushed him back onto the couch and started abusing him.

"How the fuck can you think like that. Mum is over there crying, you're over here drunk wanting to fuck another girl!? Are you fucking insane??" I couldn't calm down. The pain that was in my chest was multiplying. I had to leave again. I hid my dad's keys so he couldn't drive anywhere. I couldn't even look at him, I just left.

"Edward where are y-"I slammed the door before he could even finish.

I drove to Emmett's; it was only five minutes down the road. I sat there and told him what happened between my parents and what my father wants to do. Emmett wanted to go to my house and hit my dad. Emmett has always been close to my mum. He even called her mum. One day when we came home from school, Emmett and I were starving so Emmett walked up to mum and says 'Muuummmyy I'm hungry can you make cupcakes?' He whined like a little girl for fucking cupcakes, calling my mother, mummy?? He was definitely part of my family.

I sat at Emmett's for a good three hours before I went back home to face my father. I pulled up into the driveway and noticed a car I've never seen before. As I walked up to my front door I heard a female voice. I didn't know why there was a female in the house with my drunken father but my rage hit the highest it could get. I opened the door and couldn't believe what I saw.

"What the fuck do you think you're fucking doing!?" I just walked in on my father having sex with a woman I have never seen in my life. How could he betray my mother like this? After not even a day he is screwing another woman, is that even legal?

"Edward I found a hot chick!" He said in his drunken form. "This is my secretary, Kate." He said with a smug voice. "She is my new sugar mamma" Ewww that's wrong on so many levels." I wang heeer." He couldn't even talk properly. I mean wang? What the fuck. I think it meant rang. "Tos you says I couldn't drive" Ah shut up dad. He wasn't even making sense.

"I don't give a fuck who it is, get some fucking clothes on and get her out of my house and when she is gone I want you gone too." I didn't care where he went, if he could fuck this Kate chick on my couch I'm sure he could stay with her for a couple of weeks.

"Edward, I'm so-"I cut him off. "Fucking now dad!" I couldn't contain my temper anymore I was going to hit him. Just when I thought my rage couldn't get any higher it just fucking did.

He finally left the house with that Kate girl. Apparently he is going to stay with her for awhile. Not that I really cared.

I called Emmett and invited him over. We talked for ages and got seriously fucked up. At least I don't go looking for other girls, I'm hooked on Bella and we're not even together! How could my father do that to my mother after twenty five years of marriage? Man he's fucked up.

I finally found my way to my bed after tripping over numerous of times. The last thing I thought about before I passed out was how big of a headache I am going to have tomorrow morning, and there is only one more day till I see Isabella. Everything might be okay then, once I see her. She lightens up every day of mine. Even at the worst of times. I am so in love with this girl.