EPOV

I had made my way over to Bella's apartment, her little rundown apartment building. I could overhear laughing coming from inside, next thing I knew I heard an obscene word bellowed out. I decide to go ahead and knock on the large, black door. Honestly I was afraid to touch the door; it didn't look like it would be standing there much longer.

As I raised my hand to knock on the door, I noticed a white piece of paper with large, red, angry, letters. Two words stood out from the rest: EVICTION NOTICE. I kept reading the rest that was the fine print; she had ten days to evict the property. I let out a frustrated sigh; she wouldn't be going through all this if she would have just told me sooner, about having Mason.

I crumpled the piece of paper in between my hands, and slow pulled it apart, before I began knocking on her door.

I listen intently as the deadlock unlatched, and the jingling of the sliding lock was being undone. Listening to those locks being undone, where the locks of the future unlocking for us; us as a family. The door was eventually opened; she was standing there massaging something on her hands. She never glanced up to see whom it was.

Mason was smiling at me, while pulling on the hem of his mother's shirt trying to get her to look up. She eventually peeped down to Mason, then from him to me. I grinned and gave a brief wave in her direction.

I wouldn't say that the look she gave was one that would be very welcome-y one. I watched as she eyes relocated down the red and white paper in my hand, the look she gave me changed to a frighten one.

She moved out from in front of the doorway, and gestured for me to come in. Mason had already swung around and made a beeline for the living room, I suppose. Bella motioned at me to follow my son. I did as I was told, handing the eviction notice as I did.

I found myself standing in the middle of the living room. Too anxious to sit in the cream soft sofa, I remained in the center like a grubby garden ornament. I looked to my left and found a large dining table, with few chairs around it, a small closet with lots of dishes and glasses behind it, and several mirrors on the sides of the sort-of-separate room. I looked over my shoulder and spotted several photo frames all over the wall, pictures of family and friends, along with several framed awards and certificates. On my other side I spotted endless shelves of shelves, coating the walls, filled with books. The floor was covered in little action figures, blocks, along with various other toys.

She had made a beautiful home for her and Mason, even if it was a run-down place. Mason's cartoon show's intro song brought me back to reality.

"Edward, did you watch Transformer's when you were little? Do you know who's the leader of the Autobots?"

Bella walked in a couple minutes later, wiping her eyes. "" 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, a brain, what in the world is she talking about, and surely she's not feeding our child cow brains.

"Don't forget with ketchup!" Bella said, also laughing. I could help but wonder what they were talking about. Was it a private joke? I followed her to the kitchen as Mason cleaned up the living room as he was told.

We entered the kitchen, if that's what you call it. This place was smaller than my bathroom at home. You could barely open the oven door without nearly touching the cabinets across from it. The cabinets were this ugly brown color, she had limited cabinet space. I mentally sighed at the sight before me.

I heard when the oven door open and closed quickly. Whatever she had put in there was in a small baking dish. I looked down at the table, at the pile of mail. Look like a bunch of junk mail, and couple bills. However one envelope stuck out from the rest. The left hand corner stuck out with purple writing: NYU College of Nursing. I reached over and pulled it out, to make sure I was reading it right, I had been. It was a big envelope, and quite heavy. I stood there playing with waiting for the right moment to ask her about it.

When I looked back up Bella was watching my every move with a guarded look upon her face. That's when the verbal attack began.

"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?" Bella practically yelled things I had no idea about, but now I do. I stood there not understanding what she was asking, I knew I have looked pretty stupid opening and closing my mouth, but she caught me off guard by her questions.

I opened and closed my mouth once more, before clearing my throat. "What I want is to be in your life, and my son's life. I show up here because I have every right too, plus I didn't want to lose any more time with my son, or you. I haven't heard anything about you electric or water bills, the only thing I know about is that you're getting evicted, and soon. Now if you don't mind s sitting down and talking this out like the adults we are, I have a few questions myself."

Bella just stood there shocked by my outburst. She slowly acknowledged what I had said before motioning me to sat down at the table.