I figured i'd try something different. Tanya's POV. :) There's a bit of cussing in this.

Tanya's Decision.

I let my hands run through my almost unruly strawberry blonde hair as I stared at the screen. The doctor left me alone to get some more paper to take the picture of my baby. I was freaking out. This is real. My little girl is living in there.

I've always had this thing for Edward Cullen. He was the most amazing man I'd ever met since I've been working at the club. He pulled me in making me fall in love with him almost instantly. I'd always promised myself that I'd never fall for a customer but Edward was so much more then that. It was all too much to handle so I decided I didn't want to pursue that relationship any longer. It was hard to just let him go. I quit the club and started working for a friend of mine across town. The money was worse but I knew Edward wouldn't be on this side of town. There would be no chance I'd see him again.

I had been working for James since I started out in the business almost ten years ago. I had met him though a few friends and when he told me he was opening up a strip club I jumped at the chance to work there. I wasn't sure why I did it but I'd always had interest in exposing my body. It was my insecurities taking over. It was because my entire childhood my parents belittled me. I was ugly and would never make it in life. I decided I wanted to show them. If I was so ugly then why did I have guys begging at my

fucking feet every night?

"Ms. Denali?" My gynecologist licked his lips. I knew why. I knew this guy. He had come to the club a lot, mostly on the weekends to get away from his wife. "Fuck, Tanya you're even sexy pregnant." He breathed. I just rolled my eyes. What kind of sick fuck would be hitting on a six month pregnant woman?

"Can you just take the picture, Ricky? I've got things to do." I tell him.

"Yeah, sure." He nodded then turned back to me. "Is there any way that I can see you later?" He asked.

"You know where I live just stop by." I shrugged. I didn't care. I was already pregnant so whatever. Plus Ricky was a pretty good fuck when he wanted to be.

"I'll be there." He moaned. "You got some stuff?" He asked then. I just looked away and shook my head. I had quit selling and using drugs when I found out I was pregnant. I was missing them and my body had gone though the worse withdraw that I had ever felt. Even if I didn't want this baby it didn't deserve to be treated like shit. Which is exactly why I already knew what I was doing with her. Her father would take her. I knew he wouldn't turn her away.

I left the doctor's office with the picture in my hand. I'd hold on to this for the rest of my life. It was the last thing I had of her. I wasn't even sure I wanted to see her after the birth. Even if I didn't want her I knew with just one look she'd probably pull me in. Especially if she had those amazing green eyes of her daddy's. I took a deep breath thinking about Edward again. I wished I could be sharing this with him right now but Edward deserved so much more then a whore who would never change. I didn't want to. I just wanted to have this baby and go back to my old lifestyle.

My apartment was one large room. It was a dump but it was home.

I was thankful I never brought Edward here. He'd taken me to his place instead. I remember waking up the next morning imagining myself in his life, in that house. It felt wrong. I didn't belong there. I wasn't good enough for him and the sooner he realized that the better. So, I left without a word. It was easier that way.

I frowned when there was a knock on the front door. There was no way that Ricky would be here yet. No, the person on the other side of my door was James. I hadn't seen him since I quit all those months ago. He had no clue I was pregnant.

"Please fucking tell me that's not mine." I just rolled my eyes as he looked at my stomach.

"It's not yours." I say walking into my house not inviting him in but I knew he'd come in anyway. "What do you want James?"

"I wanted to fuck but that's obviously not happening." The blond jerk smirks at me. I have this rage inside of me that's telling me to kill him right now. I could strangle him, that'd be the easiest. I'd stab him but then I'd have to clean up the blood.

"Who said?" I hated this guy but angry sex with James was the best.

"That shit will get in the way."

"Take me from behind." I shrug. James smiles at me and closes the door quickly. I knew that would get him in.

It happened a few months later when I finally got the guts to tell Edward I was pregnant. He was pissed but he agreed to take the baby. I told him I would sign away every right I had as her mother. It was the only way he'd take her. I didn't hesitate signing those papers.

When she was born I got one look at her. She looked like Edward. She was beautiful. I wanted to hold her but Edward had taken her all too quickly. I wanted to say goodbye to her. I had carried her for nine months and despite what I wanted to believe I had gotten close to her. I just couldn't handle her. There was no place in my life for a baby.

I named her. It had been the only thing I asked of Edward. Alexandra was for my Mother who I hated with a passion but still loved her because she was my Mom. Elizabeth was for Edward's biological Mother. He had told me that when I asked if I could name her. He decided he'd call her Alexa. I would have picked Lexie or something cuter but she wasn't my daughter. She was Edward's and possibly one day she would have a real mother.