In my shower I took the time to wash all the ice-cream out of my hair. It took a while but was definitely worth it. When I shaved my legs I cut my knee all the way down to my ankle, not even knowing that I cut myself until I saw the blood pouring out. I welcomed the pain, but I knew I wouldn't be wearing any shorts for a while. I know for a fact that Edward would flip out and then insist on taking me to the hospital a trip I really didn't want to make.
Morgan and Mason where still avoiding me, but then again Edward probably brainwashed them to not trust mommy. But what ever. I am not really going to worry and then again I do have a really long time before they leave the house.
I know Edward wants them to go to some kind of far away private school, I also know its for their safety or some shit like that. But I don't think that he would be able to do that. He told me they where going to leave by the end of the week. But they never got close to me.
I hopped down the stairs, and into the living room. Me being the stupid person that I am decided to wear white pants, and when I walked down the stairs my cut broke open and I started bleeding.
Edward wasn't home so I just ignored the stain on my pants and watch T.V.
Apperantly I passed out and well Edward came home earlier then I thought he would. He also found me on the couch with bloody pants, and I fell over when he shrieked. And yes believe me he shrieked.
I was still in a haze when he picked me up and brought me to our room. I got dumped onto the bed and he ran into the bathroom, while I sat up he came back with scissors and peroxide.
"Edward. I am fine, okay its just a little cut baby. Nothing big at all." I said. That didn't stop him from cutting my pants. He growled when he saw the really long cut, and started to pour the disinfectant on my leg, and I screamed. It hurt so much and I wanted to cry. But Morgan came into the room, and watched from the door as Edward bandaged my leg up. Like I said, it hurt.
Edward pretty much ignored me the rest of the afternoon, making choices instead of asking me. He didn't even ask me for any help. Which annoyed me to no end. I wanted to kick the door, but I couldn't because I was sitting at the table, more like on it, but still, and I was getting bored.
Around dinner, Masen asked me if I wanted to play dolls with her, but then Edward walked in and shooed her away. He took me to the bed room and told me that our kids where leaving in the morning and we were taking a vacation to the swiss alps.
Of course I wanted to go but I didn't want my kids to leave, so I was going to fight him in every way.