You might found out what happened between L/M but it's not even close to being resolved and you haven't heard Lane's side of things yet. :) Anyhow, I've actually been working on a new fic that i'm very proud of and I'd love to share the first part of chapter 1 with you, so if you'd like to see that then just say so in your review. :) It's AH and called Sharing Edward. The idea came from a book I read a few years back called Sharing Sam.

Chapter 6

"Bella." I groaned hearing my husband try to wake me up. I turned over and pulled the blanket over my head. I wasn't ready to get up just yet.

"What time is it?" I grumbled.

"Time for you to get up, Masen's in the kitchen with Lane and it doesn't sound too pretty." He pulled the blanket from my face. He looked so adorable when he woke up with his messy hair all over the place. I smiled and reached out to cup his cheek.

"Good Morning." I whispered pulling his face towards mine to kiss him.

"Good Morning." He grinned pulling away from our kiss. "I love you." He looked right into my eyes before bending down and kissing the tip of my nose.

"I love you too." I sighed contently completely forgetting the reason he woke me up. "What time is it, really?"

"Five thirty."

"AM?!" I widened my eyes. No way was he waking me up this early. I didn't need to be up for another hour.

Edward just chuckled and then stood up from the bed pulling the blanket with him.

"It's cold!" My teeth chattered. Edward bent down and picked me up planting me on my feet. He pulled a shirt over my head and then a pair of sweat pants. "Why exactly am I awake so early?"

"Your son is in the kitchen yelling at Lane." He shook his head. "I don't even know why they are up this early."

I reluctantly walked out of our bedroom and towards the kitchen. It was too early to be dealing with this. I hoped this wasn't going to be a regular occurrence because I refuse to wake up at such an ungodly hour every morning just to break up a fight.

Couldn't they just kiss and make up already? I'm sure whatever it was that happened between them wasn't terrible enough for them to be so hostile towards each other.

"You're such a dick! Go back to the basement." I heard Lane growl. I rolled my eyes.

"Don't say that shit, there are kids in the house!" Masen yelled back.

"Then don't say shit!" She retorted.

I took a deep breath and entered the kitchen. Lane was standing on one side waving a spatula around while Masen stood on the other with his hands gripping the countertop. His knuckles were completely white he was gripping so hard.

"What's going on in here?" I asked making a beeline towards the coffee pot. Thankfully there was some already made.

"She won't let me drink any coffee!" Masen sounded like a child.

"Because you told me yesterday that my coffee sucked, I'm sure it hasn't changed much since then!" She stomped her foot just like a small child.

This was ridiculous, this wasn't even worth fighting over.

"Really? This is why I'm awake at five thirty in the morning?" I poured my coffee before bringing it to my mouth. I knew it was hot and would burn my tongue but I didn't care. I needed to get something in my system. "And why exactly are you two up?"

"Lane was making noise up here and woke me up." Masen sneered. Apparently everything was Lane's fault.

"I was making breakfast, something you wouldn't know how to do." I had to stop this bickering. It was really annoying.

"Stop this right now! It's too early for this crap and really? Are you two ever going to grow up? Fighting over coffee?" I looked at Lane and then at Masen. Lane looked guilty but Masen still looked mad.

"Sorry, Bella." Lane muttered before getting back to making breakfast. "You can have some coffee, Masen." I sighed, at least she was trying.

"I don't want any of your coffee, it tastes like crap." Masen spat before stalking out of the room and back to the basement.

Edward walked over to me and wrapped his arm around my shoulder. I sighed and leaned into him shutting my eyes.

"I have work." I mumbled pulling away from Edward before setting my coffee cup down.

MPOV

"You're acting like a child." My Dad startled me when he came down the basement stairs. I had been strumming away at my guitar, because lately that seemed like the only thing that would calm me down.

"I know." I sighed setting the guitar off to the side and putting my head in my hands. I had no idea what had gotten into me that morning. I wasn't even sure why I blew up at Lane the morning before about her coffee, when really it was the best damn thing I'd ever tasted. I just wanted to get under her skin and if I knew Lane correctly I knew coffee would be just the thing. She didn't play when it came to her caffeine.

"Then stop." Dad shrugged like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Then again it probably was.

"She just…she's doing this to me on purpose. She's walking around in next to nothing and giving everyone that smile that used to be just mine…" I gripped at my hair. "This summer already sucks."

"You're still in love with her." It wasn't a question. "And it's killing you because you don't want to be."

"Of course I don't want to be! After the shit she pulled on graduation, I could never forgive her for that." Dad walked over and sat down on the bed next to me. I knew he would want an explanation and for the first time in awhile I felt ready to give him one.

"Two weeks before graduation, Lane told me she was pregnant. The night after graduation she told me there was no more baby. She killed our kid, Dad! How can I forgive her for something like that?" I stood up and started pacing the floor.

He was the first person to know the reason for the breakup besides Lane and I. It killed me just speaking about it, but I knew I could trust my Dad. He wouldn't go blab off to Mom, which I really didn't want to happen. Mom knowing would not be a good thing. I just had this feeling she wouldn't let Lane live here if she did.

Sure, when Lane told me she was pregnant I was beyond scared and knew we weren't ready to be parent's. It didn't even really get to sink in when she told me there was no more baby. I remember screaming and telling her to leave, she never did come back.

The next thing I knew Lane was back in France and I was far too mad at her to care.

"Masen…" I looked up at my Dad. "I know I should be giving you some sort of advice, but really I have none. All I can tell you to do is go with your heart, which makes me sound like your Mother."

"No, Mom would tell me what I should do." I pointed out.

"You might have a point there, but neither your Mother or I can tell you what to do in this sort of situation." He sighed.

"I know, it's just hard being around her now because despite what she did and how much I hate her for it I can't help but be madly in love with her still." I put my palms to my eyes and then dragged them up through my hair.

"So, then why exactly is your girlfriend going to be visiting? I would think she wouldn't be too thrilled to be in the same house with the girl that broke your heart."

"Cassie has no idea Lane even exists. I don't talk about her, ever." I told him and resumed my pacing.

"Don't you think you should warn her before she gets here?"

"No, I don't. I'll just tell Cassie that Lane means nothing, she'll understand." I shrugged before walking over to my desk and sitting down. I turned the chair around to face my Dad.

"I see. You think lying to your girlfriend is a good idea?" I really wish he would stop calling her my girlfriend, even though she was the word just made me cringe.

"It's the only choice I have."

"You could have told Cassie right now wasn't the best time for her to be visiting." I rolled my eyes at my Dad.

"She wouldn't have let up. I'd rather not deal with her when she gets all whinny, then she'll accuse me of cheating and I hate when she does that shit." I muttered. "Even though she'll accuse me the second she gets here because that's how she is."

"I promised myself I wasn't going to say anything about this but really, I think you need a heads up."

"What?" I asked confused.

"Ironically the same time Cassie gets here so does Lane's boyfriend, Lucas."

"You've got to be shitting me!" I jumped up and went back to pacing like before. My hair was probably a mess considering how hard I was pulling on it, I'm surprised it was coming out.

"Could you please cut down on the cussing? The kids minds are like sponges, even when you think they aren't hearing they really are."

"Sorry, I just…" I was going to go on but Lane I noticed Lane was at the bottom of the stairs. I realized she was crying.

"You should really learn to shut the door because I could hear everything up there." She choked.

She threw something at me and then ran back up the stairs. Whatever it was hit my square in the eye. Yeah, that was going to bruise.

"Oops." Dad spoke up. I just turned my head around and narrowed my eyes at him. "Sorry about that Mase, but in all honesty you deserved that."

"I know." I whispered to him as he left.