Chapter 8

MPOV

Lane and I had managed for the past two weeks to live under the same roof without barely seeing each other. The only time I saw her is if I woke up too late and she was in the kitchen or living room with my siblings. Other then that I pretty much avoided her as best as I possibly could; along with eating at my Grandparent's house for most of my meals. That helped a lot in avoiding her. The only time I couldn't get out of seeing Lane was Friday night dinner. It was mandatory according to my Mom.

Tonight's dinner was the whole reason why I ended up at the only decent sports bar in Forks.

It had started just like the previous ones with Lane and I ignoring each other. It ended with a screaming match between us, but not before she slapped me across my face.

I'm going to be the first to admit that I deserved it.

"Your Mom said you'd probably be here." I was pulled out of my thoughts by the same person I was thinking about.

"What do you want?" I asked before taking a sip of my beer. She was the last person I expected to see. After all less then two hour ago she slapped me for speaking my mind. Then again, what I said was a little harsh and uncalled for.

"I'm sorry for slapping you but what you said…" She sounded like she was about to cry. "Masen, you have everything wrong. You know nothing about the situation so you had no right to say that…especially in front of your family. That is mine and your business, and you should want to keep it that way. Even if I did what you think I did…"

I snapped my head up.

"What do you mean…think?" I narrowed my eyes at her. There was no other explanation. She was pregnant and then she just suddenly wasn't. "I know what you did, Lane! You can't sit here and try…"

"Would you just listen to me, Masen! Just shut up for a second and let me explain to you exactly what happened, because I can assure you I did not do what you THINK I did." Lane cut me off then looked around the bar. I took that moment to look around as well. I guess we were both loud because everyone in the room was staring at us.

"Let's go somewhere else." I sighed laying a few bills on the bar. I hopped off the stool and started walking towards the door hoping Lane was following me.

"I'm driving." Lane spoke out once we reached outside. I just nodded and dug my hands in my pockets. We walked in silence towards my truck. "Your Mom dropped me off, she figured you'd be drinking and this would be the best way to ensure you didn't drive home drunk…" Lane rambled.

"Drive out to First Beach." I said ignoring what she was telling me.

"I'm not sure why you'd want to go there…"

"Please, just do it." I interrupted her. Lane sighed and hopped into the drivers seat. I ran a hand through my hair before climbing into the passenger side.

We drove in silence. I didn't really want to have this sort of conversation while Lane was still driving. Once we reached La Push I took a deep breath and started to get ready for our talk once we reached the beach. Lane quickly parked on the side of the road and shut the truck off. Before she could say a word I opened the door and hopped out.

I walked out towards the water knowing full well she'd be following me.

"Masen, I didn't kill our baby." Lane was the first to speak once we were standing close to the waters edge.

I snapped my head up and gave her a strange look.

"I lost it." She spoke softly.

I couldn't breathe.

"I would have told you years ago but you wouldn't hear me out. You have to understand why I left, Mase. You have to understand that I needed out of there. You thought that I would…do that." She choked.

I couldn't speak. There were so many things I should have been saying to her, but nothing would come out.

"Masen…say something, please." She pleaded.

"Lane…" I looked over at her. She had her arms pulled across her chest tightly. Her beautiful blue eyes were full of tears. She shook her head and sighed.

"Well, now you know the truth. That's all I wanted…so we should get back to the house." She wiped her eyes quickly. I didn't know what else to do or say so I just nodded. We got back into the truck and rode back to the house in silence.

So many things should have been said right then. I should have apologized and begged for her forgiveness but I did neither.

Cassie would be arriving in two hours. I wasn't even close to being ready to see my girlfriend. I had spent the morning in the basement trying to figure out what I'd say to Lane the next time I saw her. We had parted ways once we got back to the house. Thankfully everyone was in bed by the time we arrived. I didn't feel like hearing what my mother or father had to say.

I decided to stop being a coward and go upstairs. Then again I knew that Lane wouldn't be home seeing as she would be spending the day picking up her boyfriend from the airport and then with her Dad. I ran my hand through my hair. I wasn't ready to meet this French guy.

More so I wasn't ready to see Lane happy with someone that wasn't me.

"Masen, Mommy wants you." My oldest sister, Alexa yelled down the stairs just as I was about to walk up them.

"Be there in a second." I yelled back to her.

"That was way longer then a second." Alexa rolled her eyes at me once I was in the kitchen. "Mommy's out back with Mikey."

"Thanks, kid." I rubbed the top of her head and then headed out the back door.

I found my Mom sitting on the back patio while my only brother was on the swing set. The little guy looked upset as he just sat there. I was about to ask what was wrong with him when my Mom spoke up.

"I didn't raise you to yell at someone like that, Masen." She sounded stern. I sighed and sat down in the chair opposite of her. She put her book down and leaned forward.

"I know, I'm sorry for how I acted…" I ran a hand through my hair.

"You should be. I think we all deserve an apology. Especially Lane."

"Mom…"

"No, I've spent the last two weeks watching you ignore that poor girl and then out of nowhere you just blow up on her. I won't let you act that way in my home. Masen, I know you're almost twenty-two and old enough to make your own decisions but…"

"Mom, as much as I love you I honestly do not think any of this is your business. It's between Lane and I." I interrupted. "I'm sorry, but this is difficult…"

"Fine, but I expect you to handle this the right way." She pursed her lips together. I could tell she wasn't the least bit happy with me. "And Masen, please keep Cassie away from my kitchen. I don't want what happened Thanksgiving to happen again."

"I'll be sure to keep her out of there." I laughed.

"Good." She sighed. "By the way you're not allowed to bail on dinner ever again. I talked to your Grandfather and he agreed with me."

"Mom…"

"You better be at the dinner table by 6, Masen Anthony." She said standing up. She walked over and picked my small brother up and took him inside.

The two hours passed by quickly and before I knew it I was standing in the small Port Angeles airport. Cassie clung to my side as I picked up her bags. She was going on and on about something but I wasn't listening. I had other things on my mind.

"Are you serious, baby? I thought you got rid of that thing." My spoiled brat of a girlfriend wrinkled her nose once my truck came into our view.

"I like my truck." I shrugged her off of me. I opened the passenger side door for her and helped her up.

Cassie complained the entire ride to the house. Then she complained about having to stay in the basement. I only briefly told her why. I didn't feel like getting into it just yet. She'd figure out later. I'd deal with it then.

Six pm rolled around and I was sitting at the dinner table with Cassie, my parents and siblings. As far as I knew Lane was still at her Dad's. I was surprised that Aunt Alice and everyone else wasn't there. Then again I probably scared them off the night before with what I said to Lane.

Alexa, Mikey, Alison and Gracie all sat there making faces at Cassie when she wasn't looking. It took everything in me not to crack up at them.

"So, Cassie how is it going in New York?" My Dad decided to start a conversation with Cassie. It was the first time either of my parents really said anything to Cassie once she arrived.

"It's going great, Edward." My girlfriend beamed. I just shook my head as she reached over and squeezed my leg.

"That's good to hear." Dad nodded. After that the table went quiet and my siblings proceeded to make faces at Cassie.