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Edward had never been more furious in his entire life. As he drove away he felt tears of rage form in his eyes as he thought about his little girl being scared because of him. It was all his fault. He had asked Tanya to take care of her, he had brought this into her life. Instead of driving home he drove straight to his parent's house. He parked in the drive way, got out and then violently kicked the front tire of his car. Stupid fucking bitch! How dare she hurt my daughter!

He took a few deep breaths and then opened the back door of his car. He looked at the innocent little angel in front of him. He stood there for a while. Was that teacher bitch right? Was this neglect? Was he a bad father? He had noticed that Illyssa had been quiet these last few days, but he had simply assumed it was because her grandmother wasn't there.

Once he had unbuckled her, he pressed a soft kiss to her forehead and gently pulled her out. She stirred and simply snuggled into her father's chest, finding herself a comfortable pillow in his shoulder. Edward smiled and hugged her tightly as he walked to the front door. He wished they could stay like this and that he could protect her forever.

He rang the bell because he was too tired to fumble around for the key. His mother's nurse, Kate answered the door.

"Edward? Hey, what are you doing here so late?"

"Hey Kate," he answered as he walked through the door and into the hallway.

"How's my mom?"

"She's resting in bed." Kate looked slightly nervous. "To be honest, I'm not sure if she wants you to see her like this. I know you saw her at the hospital, but here in her own home where she can't really do anything useful, it's different."

Edward nodded sadly as they walked into the family room where his father, Carlisle was reading a book.

"It's ok Kate, I'm actually after my father." He nodded his head in Carlisle's direction who had now stood up to greet his son.

"Oh, ok well I'll leave you two to it," smiled Kate as she left.

"Son you look awful!" his father began as he took in his sons dishevelled appearance. "Are you alright? What's wrong?"

"This day is fucking screwed up," Edward sighed as he sat down, Illyssa still clinging to him, while fast asleep. Carlisle watched his son sadly in understanding.

"You lost a patient today." It wasn't a question.

Edward took a deep breath and closed his eyes. "Yes. She was a mother of three."

"Oh son I'm sorry. It's been a long time since that has happened hasn't it?"

"Yeah, but that's not why I'm here," he brushed it off. "I need you take care of Illyssa for about an hour while I take care of something." Carlisle frowned curiously.

"What?"

"Breaking up with my bitch of a girlfriend," stated Edward. His father looked surprised but then smiled and quickly agreed to take his granddaughter.

"Don't seem too upset for me Dad," Edward said sarcastically as he passed Illyssa gently over to her grandfather. Carlisle simply smiled and hugged the little one close to him. He and Esme had never been quiet about the fact that they found Tanya to be fake and that it was about time he found a serious girlfriend. Well Carlisle had been quiet about it, Esme had been the one to do all the talking but it didn't mean that he didn't agree with her.

"Well son, you've given me a reason to force your mother to spend a bit of time with me. I'm sure she would be very interested in hearing about this."

Edward frowned.

"She doesn't want you to be around her?"

Carlisle sighed.

"It's nothing to worry about, she's feeling helpless at the moment and she needs a little space."

Edward's frown deepened.

"She's going to be fine," said Carlisle reassuringly.

Edward's frown didn't disappear, but he let it go.

"I'll be back in an hour," he stated and left to go to Tanya's house. As he hopped into his car, he pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and messaged Tanya. I'll be at your place in 20 minutes. She got back to him merely seconds later. I'll be waiting on the bed baby, wearing red lace.

Edward grit his teeth in anger and threw his phone on the passenger's seat.

And sure enough when he got to her apartment, Edward found Tanya exactly the way she said she'd be. To any other man she would have looked deliciously tempting, but he barely registered her appearance. He stopped near the edge of the bed and stared at her willing himself to control his anger.

"What are you doing baby? Don't you like it?" she asked gesturing to her red lacy bra. She purposely ran her hand over her breast and looked at him with her best bedroom eyes. Edward merely scoffed.

"I'm only going to ask you this once Tanya," he began calmly. "Did you smack my daughter?"

Tanya's eyes widened in shock.

"I-I..." she stuttered.

"It's a simple question," Edward snarled. "Yes or no?"

"Sh-she broke my vase," Tanya tried to explain. Edward froze and he didn't speak for a while.

"More than once?" he whispered dangerously.

"What?"

"Her teacher said you smacked her because she split juice on the carpet," he seethed breathing harder than usual.

"Th-that was yesterday," Tanya answered, "I told her that she couldn't have any until after dinner but she tried to pour herself a glass anyway when I wasn't looking. I was just trying to provide her with a bit of discipline so that she would learn her lesson and listen next time." Tanya was speaking as though she thought her actions where reasonable.

"Learn her lesson?" he repeated angrily. "Learn her lesson? She's only three fucking years old!" he roared. Tanya took a step back in fear and instead of slapping her like he really wanted to, he sharply turned and exited her bedroom and went to the kitchen. Tanya followed him curiously even though she was scared of what he would do. She saw that as he reached the fridge, he yanked the door open and hastily pulled out a bottle of juice, a carton of milk and a carton of eggs. Even though it was obvious what he was going to do, she still gasped in shock when he moved to the living room and began smashing the eggs and pouring the milk and juice all over her living room floor.

"Her fucking teacher, was saying shit about reporting me for abuse and neglect," he roared as he finished pouring the contents of the milk carton and threw it on the floor.

"Is this fucking worth it Tanya?" he gestured to the carpet as he glared daggers at her, "You don't want to pay a fucking carpet cleaning bill and as a consequence I lose my child?"

Tanya didn't know how to respond. Edward clenched his fist as he felt the waves of rage wash over him. She wasn't even remorseful.

"You hit my daughter!" he said in a low tone and then stepped forward to kick the vase of the coffee table. "She's been living in fear for the last week, wetting herself all the time, not playing with her friends and I might lose her."

"Edward I-" she began, but he cut her off.

"When we're at work don't speak to me unless it's work related, don't even look at me and don't you ever, EVER go near my daughter!" He roared the last part and was out the door faster than a speeding bullet. He didn't care to witness Tanya's reaction.

...

The next day Edward was happily surprised to receive a phone call from his mother to come over for lunch. At least she's acting like her normal self. Edward new exactly what this invitation meant, she was going to grill him all about Tanya and what happened to make him see reason.

And sure enough, a few hours later he was in deep conversation with his mom, dad and older brother Emmet who had also received an invitation for lunch, about the events of the day before. He decided that it would be best to leave out the part where he had verbally abused and yelled at the kindergarten teacher, however this secret came out anyway when he informed them that he wanted to send Illyssa to a different child care centre.

"What? Edward no! - " his mother began to protest.

"Mom, the teacher threatened to report me, I don't want Illyssa anywhere near her. I won't lose her!"

"Edward, if anything, you should be thanking her," came Carlisle's calm voice, "she was the one who saw what was happening to Illyssa and was brave enough to do something about it."

Edward took a slow sip of his light beer while he thought about what his father had just said. He hadn't thought about it like that. He turned to watch his daughter who was sitting at a small plastic table in the corner of the room, happily drawing a picture. It was because of her teacher that his little girl was safe and happy right now.

He sighed and closed his eyes.

"I yelled at her," he admitted quietly.

"At Illyssa?" asked Emmet, confused.

"No, her kindergarten teacher," he almost whispered. It was dawning on him how badly he had behaved. His fear of losing Illyssa had blocked him from seeing how wrong he had been. Miss Swan had done the right thing by him and his daughter and he had acted like a complete bastard.

"What did you say to her?" asked Esme slightly shocked, Edward had never really had any aggressive tendencies. That was more likely to be Emmet's style.

"I-I was so worried after she said that she might report me, the thought of losing Illyssa made me react badly and I-I called her a fat whore," Edward said in a rush as he looked down and fiddled with the sticker on his beer bottle.

Esme gasped and Emmet shoke his head but his father's reaction was the one that surprised him.

"What?" he growled. Edward's head snapped up at Carlisle's tone and his eye's met his father's glaring ones. He blinked in surprise.

"I didn't raise you to be like this boy," Carlisle said in a dangerously low tone. There was suddenly an intense air about the room. Esme and Emmet didn't dare say anything. Carlisle was almost never mad unless there was a good reason.

"You will go to her on Monday and apologise Edward, do you hear me?" Carlise practically snarled. "Poor innocent girl – "

"Dad you haven't even met her," began Edward. He was surprised by his father's reaction. He had expected him to be disappointed, but why on earth would he act so...protectively, over a stranger?

Carlisle was frowning angrily, however his expression was quickly replaced with an unreadable one. Bella had actually been his patient a few years ago. This was around the time she and James had been together. When they had met at the kinder a few months ago for 'grandparent's week', Carlisle had been kind enough to pretend that they were meeting for the first time. He never betrayed a patient's confidentiality and even though he desperately wanted to explain to his son that he had yelled at an abuse victim, he simply replied with,

"Your mother and I attended grandparent's week a while ago at the kinder remember son? She seemed to be such a sweet, gentle woman, have you even thought about how hurt she would have been by your slurs?"

Edward cringed as he remembered the look on Miss Swan's face. She had been shocked and hurt. And at one point she had looked scared of him. That's what he had wanted at the time, to scare her off so she wouldn't report anything, but now he could see what an utter jerk he had been.

"I'll apologise on Monday," he said quickly. Then thought aloud to himself, "How should I do it?"

"Oh come on Edward," laughed Emmet. "Just bring her flowers and do all that charming guy crap and she'll be eating out of the palm of your hand in no time."

Carlisle was frowning and Esme was looking at him with a puzzled expression. Illyssa was happily colouring in the corner unaware of the seriousness of their conversation.

"Yeah I guess I could do that," agreed Edward.

"I think it's time for lunch," declared Esme. "Carlisle honey can you help me into my wheelchair?"

His head snapped in her direction, he was surprised. She had previously stated that he was in no way allowed to help her. That's why they had hired the nurse, Kate to help her. Esme was trying to distract her husband in the hope that when he finally got her to the dining table he would allow her to change the subject to a more pleasant conversation. It worked. And although Carlisle had calmed down and spoke pleasantly to his son, Edward would not let himself feel any relief. His mind was being haunted by the fear he had seen flash in Miss Swan's deep, brown eyes the night before. He hoped that come Monday morning, he could find a way to erase the damage that his behaviour had caused.

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