Same disclaimer.

Thanks to my girls.

So, this one might be a rough one. Prepare yourselves.

Four Months Ago

EPOV

If I could sum up today in one word it would be shitty. Bella woke up before me and cut the alarm off this morning, so I got up way later than I wanted to. That made me late for work this morning and put me behind with everything. Then the guys at work wanted to bitch and complain about anything and everything, which made for an interesting work environment today.

I was still helping Esme out at her design company. I made deliveries and helped install things. She really didn't have to let me work for her, but she did it anyway. It was the only job I could get since I had no college degree. I had to deal with the bossy homeowners telling me I was doing my job wrong, but I could see no other option.

Bella and I were both working our asses off with nothing substantial to show for it. She told me she was happy living in this apartment, but I knew that one day she would probably want something bigger. While living paycheck to paycheck, I didn't see that happening anytime soon.

Thankfully, I had found a way to save us a little money. Last month I decided to stop taking my meds. It saved us hundreds of dollars each month and so far everything was going fine. I hadn't 'flipped out' or anything, and I was feeling pretty good...so far.

I lugged my tired ass upstairs to our apartment and fought with the lock on the door. Finally getting it unlocked, I was surprised to find Bella already home. I was hoping she'd still be at work so I'd have time to calm myself down before she got home, but just my luck, she was here.

It's not that I didn't want to see her, because believe me I did. I just can't help but be a little frustrated when I do. We haven't fucked in like a month. She didn't want me to touch her and all she wanted to do lately was sleep.

"Hey," she said, coming up to me and kissing me quickly. I smiled tiredly at her before walking into the living room and placing my coat on the back of a chair. I sat down on the couch and began to pull my boots off when I noticed her standing near me, rocking from foot to foot. Something was on her mind and I was hoping it wouldn't be something that would cause an argument. With the mood I was in, tonight was definitely not the night to be arguing.

"What is it, Bella?" I asked her, already getting aggravated with her constant movement. She looked at me with her lip in between her teeth, and she was still rocking back and forth.

"Could you stop moving?" I said loudly, making her jump slightly. She looked at me and frowned, but she had stopped moving.

"I need to talk to you about something," she said quietly. Of course she needed to talk to me about something. It was always something or another. I couldn't just come home, relax and take it easy. No, because my wife had something she needed to speak with me about.

"And this couldn't fucking wait until I take a shower and get something to eat?" I asked her angrily. She stood in front of me with her hands on her hips and her eyebrow cocked in question. Any other time I would have thought she was cute, but right now she was just getting on my nerves.

"Actually, no it can't," she said firmly. I stood up from the couch, towering over her slightly. She took a step back away from me. Before now, I could never remember a time when Bella had backed away from me. Usually she stepped forward, not backing down at all.

"Well tell me, Bella. What is so fucking important that your husband can't get a goddamn shower and relax for a minute? Huh? What is it?" I asked her, my voice rising with each question. She backed up a little more until she was against the wall opposite from me.

"I'm pregnant," she said quietly. I immediately began to laugh because I was sure I was hearing things. There was no way she'd just said what I thought she did. After laughing for a few moments, I spoke again.

"I'm sorry. I thought you just said you were pregnant," I said, looking straight into her eyes, daring her to tell me it was true.

"I did say that, Edward. I am pregnant," she said a little louder. I groaned loudly and ran my fingers through my hair, pulling it tightly. There was no fucking way she could be pregnant.

"How did this happen?" I yelled.

"I don't know!" she yelled back, but I interrupted her.

"What do you mean, you don't know? What the fuck did you do? You knew I didn't want kids, Bella! How could you do this to me?" I yelled, stepping closer to her. She looked like if she could, she would have slid right through the wall into the next room.

"I didn't do it on purpose! I don't know what happened. I must have forgotten a pill or something," she said, tears running down her face. I roughly grabbed her shoulders and shook her.

"What the fuck have you done?" I yelled, before shoving her into the wall. She hadn't been that far away from it, so she didn't hit it hard. But it scared her, that much I could tell. For some reason, I couldn't find it in me to care though.

She'd betrayed me in the worst way possible. She knew I didn't want kids, but she went behind my back and did it anyway. She'd purposely gotten pregnant just to spite me. Of course, how did I even know it was mine? She could have gone out and fucked some other guy just so she could have a kid. Why would she want to have a kid that could turn out like me anyway?

"Is it mine?" I asked her as I turned to face her again. She stepped toward me, all fear wiped off her face. She raised her hand and slapped the shit out of me.

"How dare you? Of course it's your child, Edward! I'd never cheat on you, no matter how much of an asshole you are," she screamed at me. Well, we got that out of the way, so now I needed to fix this situation.

"You need to take care of this as soon as possible," I told her as I paced the room.

"What do you mean 'take care of this'?" she asked calmly. I stopped in front of her and she eyed me suspiciously.

"I mean end it. Get rid of it. I never wanted kids, Bella. You knew this, you just chose to ignore it," I said before grabbing my coat off the chair and pulling it on. She followed me to the front door as I pulled it open roughly.

"Where are you going, Edward? she asked me, crying once again.

"I'm leaving. I won't be back until you take care of this," I told her calmly. Before I could walk out of the door she grabbed my arm.

"Edward, please," she wailed. I shook her hold of me and stepped into the hallway. I turned around to face her one last time.

"Fix this," I said pointing to her stomach, before walking away.

A/N: Ummmm, yeah. So I'm gonna go into hiding after this chapter. *backs away slowly* Hopefully I will be able to sneak away more often to post since the kids are back in school.