Sorry guys, I'm really trying to keep up with all of you and this story too. Hopefully you like this chapter better than the last couple. However I do plan to go back and fix the last chapter. I'm also going to start a play list.

The two songs that help me write this chapter, and you can thank my husband for them.

Eminem -Beautiful

Eminem - Hailey's Song

Thank you! WallFlowerMeadow

It's been over a week since my little talk with Edward. He hasn't tried contacting us. I knew deep down that he would come back, but also sitting right there beside it was that feeling of dread that he'll never come back.

With Masen taking a nap, while I was picking up a week worth toys, laundry and mail. Once I started the last load of laundry, I quietly left the apartment to go check the mail. I made it down to the lobby, without being stopped by Mr. Bentley for one of his talks about Masen being entirely to loud. After waiting for an elderly woman to slowly make her way away from box 587 and 588. I quickly jammed the small, bronze key into the slot, turned it clockwise only to be brought with mail bulging at the sides. I reached in and began pulling the mail out a few envelopes, sale papers. I finally cleared it out and closed it. I swiftly made my way back to the apartment before Masen work up and thought another parent walked out on him.

I re-entered the apartment just as quietly as I had left it. Finding a whimpering Masen sitting on the couch. I quickly threw the mail in my hand on the table that I had just clean earlier, and made my way to my crying little boy.

With out a word brought him into my arms and gently rubbed his back. I couldn't help the tears that I let silently fall, accepting quite quickly that we're alone, and Edward isn't coming back. Not only accepting the Edward thing but also that it was my fault. I've been thinking of the would've and could've all week and I was plain tired of it. There's nothing I could do about it now, but live with what I've done. Masen may not want to have anything to do with me when he gets older and finds out what I did, and why he doesn't have a father.

The sound of my little boy brought me out of the trance I was in. " Mommy, where'd you go?" His hiccupping voice and tear stained voice, made me also realize that the mail could have waited until he woke up.

" Mommy, just went to check the mail, since we've been so busy the last couple of days. I never left the building, I promise." I hugged him once again, and softly rubbed his back.

I stood up and held my hand out to him. However, he had other plans. He held his arms up wanting me to pick him up and carry him. I did just that and carried him into the kitchen. I quickly sat him on the counter, and began taking things to make Masons' favorite dinner out of the fridge.

" Mommy, what are we having for dinner?" I carefully sat the items on the counter, and made way over to my other cabinets to get the dry ingredients.

" I'm going to make your favorite dinner, Meatloaf." I said as he gave me his thousand watt smile.

I began mixing the chopped onions, and grated carrots and potatoes into the meat mixture. I held my hands up and wiggled my fingers at Mason. " No, mommy no, not the cow's brains!" I couldn't help but bark out a laugh at his statement.

" Oh come on Mason, cooked cow brains with ketchup is really good." He just laughed at me. I walked over to the kitchen sink and use my elbow to turn the water on to wash my hands. However, no water came out.

" God Damn it!" I turned to see a very startled looking Mason. I quickly wiped my hands off on a towel by the sink. I was making my way over to Mason so I could explain why I had just yelled out a cuss word. However, at that moment there was also a knock at my door.

I gently placed Mason on the floor after kissing his forehead. I quickly let them know I was coming to give me just a moment. I grabbed the sanitizing gel and rubbed in gingerly on my hands. I had went ahead and opened the door not really paying attention who was at it, just trying to get the gel to go ahead and dry faster.

Mason was the one who brought my attention to who was standing at my door, an no less holding another eviction notice in his hand. It was probably stuck to my door earlier, I just didn't see it. Great just something else he needed to take Mason from me.

I moved out from in front of the door way, and held my hand out to motion him to come on in. Mason had already made a bee line for the living room, as Edward made his way in. I motion him to follow his son, he silently handed me the eviction notice as he also made a bee line for the living room.

I opened the notice to see that the landlord wanted us out quicker than I thought was possible. I could already hear the television on and the Transformer's intro song on. I quickly wiped away the tears that had become traitors the last few days.

I follow the same path as my son, and once upon a time lover. I was tried to take long deep breaths, because I could only believe that this conversation was going end up like the last with hearts broken.

I finally made it into the living room. To see Mason spewing out facts about Transformers left and right.

" Mason, honey slow down dad… I mean Edward doesn't want to know everything about Transformers. Why don't you go ahead and finish picking up your toys while I go put supper in the oven."

" Oh mom, not the cow brains!" He said laughing, I took a chance to look at Edward to gage his reaction. He just gave me a look I couldn't decipher.

Laughing at Mason I added on don't forget ketchup too, as he made he way to his room to unload his arms. I motion for Edward to follow me to the kitchen so that I could finish supper.

We entered the kitchen and I put the meatloaf into the oven and gently shut it. I turn to face Edward.

" What do you want? Why now have you decided to show up here? Have you heard I'm getting kicked out or what about my lights and water?"

He just stood there playing with a envelope on the table, opening and closing his mouth.