BPOV

I pushed the cart down the aisle with Billy at my side. Rylan's little feet swung as he babbled. I didn't want to smile much these days, but this little guy knew how to keep his mommy happy.

"Bells I'm going to grab the things I need for the cook out," Billy smiled and I nodded my head.

Once we hit the cereal aisle Rylan wanted every box with a cartoon on it. "Mama want," he chanted.

"No Ry-man, Pop-pop has you're cereal back at the house," I reminded him.

"No mama I want," he stated louder. His brow line was furrowed with concentration as he reached out. This attitude was a recent development and I really wasn't a fan of it.

"I said no," I told him sternly.

His cheeks puffed out as well as his bottom lip. I saw a few tears slip down his cheeks. I knew he wasn't going to wail because when Rylan was like this he was a silent crier and that was worse. It made him look more heart breaking I think he knew what it did to me, hence why he was doing it.

Billy rolled back beside us dropping a few things into our cart. "That right there," he said gesturing to Rylan, "Jake used to pull all the time."

I looked to him and then back to Rylan. "He did?"

"It worked of course, Sarah couldn't stand to see him like that, the whole reason I became the grocery shopper of the house," he chuckled at the memory.

Billy Black was a happy person, which was surprising. He lost his wife Sarah when Jake was six and then Jake eleven years later, but he was still optimistic. I envied him of that.

"He knows he's getting to you Bella," he nudged me.

"How do I get him to quit doing that?" I asked quietly.

"Leave him with Charlie next time," Billy suggested with a shrug.

It really could be as easy as that I guess.

"Mama want birdie," Rylan's hand reached out for the Coco Puffs.

"Rylan mommy said no," Billy warned when he saw I couldn't do it.

He stopped instantly any time Billy or Charlie would have to step in, he knew they meant business. It also showed me I was a crappy mother.

"That's one of the main reasons of why you should have custody," a familiar voice gritted out. "The boy needs proper guidance."

Sam Uley was one person I didn't need to deal with right now. Sam was older than Jacob and with that Jake idolized his cousin. Everything Sam did Jake did. I didn't quite understand, but Jake used to explain it as a pack thing. These were his boys, the chosen ones of the reservation. They would be the elders of the Quileutes someday. If you weren't one of them, they would also go out of their way to let you know. My problem was that my son was part Quileute, he belonged but I did not.

"Samuel you will not talk to Bella that way," Billy glared at his nephew.

"Billy, how can you sit back and let her raise him like this? She is nothing but a child herself."

"Rylan is lucky to have her as his mother."

"She strung your son along the last few years of his life. She told him she didn't love him…" Emily, Sam's wife ranted jumping into our conversation.

I don't know if it was because I was angry in general or what, but something in me just snapped. How dare these people who barely knew me talk to me like this? They had no right and frankly I was sick of people walking all over me.

"Jake knew my feelings because I told him repeatedly. You act like his death was my fault but it wasn't. It was his time and unfortunately, we all had to lose him, but I am not sorry for having Rylan. He was a gift… I believe he was a gift from Jacob," I breathed.

"Whatever helps you to feel better," Emily sneered.

I knew I should be careful with what I said because her Aunt was probably going to marry my father making us somewhat family, but right now, I didn't give a fuck.

"I'm sorry you can't have kids and you want mine," I snapped.

Everyone's eyes went wide, but I stood my ground. The reason her and Sam wanted Billy to have custody was so they would be around to help raise him. That was one of Billy's arguments against them saying Rylan needed his mother.

"Bells let's pay for this stuff," Billy murmured as we both watched Sam console his now sobbing wife.

I was officially a bitch.

We paid and I puttered out to the truck with Rylan on my hip. He was still happy and chatty regardless of the heavy we had just went through in the store. I placed him in his car seat and then proceed to help Billy get in.

"You know Jake would be proud of you Bella," Billy said.

"How so? Because as of late I feel like I've fucked up a lot."

"Your dad told me about Edward, Bells. I've also heard little one going on about his daddy."

"I'm sorry," I said turning my head slightly as I drove.

"For what, loca?"

"He only has one father," I replied feeling my face screw into a scowl.

Edward was a bastard and I was an idiot.

"You should talk to him, Jasper said…"

"I'm not having this conversation because I'm pretty much over having it. The man cheated on me and everyone seemingly knew about it. Nothing will change my thoughts and feelings."

"Let me say my piece real quick," he insisted before continuing. "You of all people should understand how time and forgiveness works. Time passes us all quickly and before you know it might be too late to forgive."

He was talking about Jake and I, but incorporating Edward into his point. I said nothing as I pulled into the driveway. Billy's words playing on repeat in my mind, stupid wise man.

"Your dad said you were looking into schools?" Billy asked out of nowhere.

"Um, yeah."

"I think that's a good plan."

I nodded as I attached the bags to a carrier on Billy's chair and he took Rylan on his lap, wheeling to the back of the house where the ramp was. Dad was standing in the doorway but wasn't alone. I stayed planted in the middle of the yard when they both approached me.

"What is he doing here?" I asked through gritted teeth.

I didn't look at Edward, my focus remained on my father.

"He came all the way out here to see you so the least you can do is just listen, kid," Charlie said gently.

I pleaded with him not to do this, not to leave me alone with Edward because in all honesty it hurt to look at him. My heart hurt just knowing he was here it remembered the love it carried for him and that repulsed my mind.

Charlie tried again to push though my stubborn shield, he knew that I didn't have a choice. It was fifteen minutes earlier that Billy lectured me about regret and the way I handled things.

"Brutus," I grumbled as my dad smiled sadly at me leaving us alone.

And for the first time in two weeks I was forced to look at Edward Cullen. He looked like absolute shit, which made me a little happy. For a second I wondered if he had turned back to drugs and alcohol. The silence between us was uncomfortable and I wanted nothing more to escape into the house.

"Speak or I'm going inside," I said coldly.

"I have to choose my words with you," Edward sighed quietly. I noticed his fingers flexing as if he wanted to touch me.

"I am not going to stand here and listen to you spew your bullshit it would be a waste of both our time."

"Bella?" he breathed out shocked. What did he expect politeness?

"Edward you fucked other women," I began.

"I didn't fuck other women while we were together, there was only you and I made love to you," his tone was adamant.

"Jane said she slept with you and Alice said her date, Anthony Masen, supposedly was a man whore," I said wryly, but noticed him flinch when I mentioned Anthony Masen.

"There are things you don't know and that I am not proud of," he treaded carefully.

"Then educate me Edward."

"I can't," he said lamely.

It looked like he was going through some kind of war with himself and for a second I felt for him. Just for a second and then I remembered he was a liar.

"This is a waste of my time," I started to push past him, but he gently grabbed my arm.

"Bella," he whispered only making me more pissed off.

"Don't."

"I can't," he repeated with a plea.

"Our relationship or whatever it was that we had depends on it," I said frankly.

His breathing picked up and he began to pace. I wasn't sure if he was having a panic attack or not and was almost afraid that I might need to call for help.

"I… I can't tell you," he panted. "I can tell you I never cheated on you and that I love you. I do love you Bella. I love you so much, but you have to understand that I can't tell you yet about what happened. I won't let anything happen to you."

His rambling seemed to be more to himself than to me. I had never seen him like this. Edward was always put together… controlled, but now he just looked lost. I was concerned, but had to remember where I stood.

"I need to know, Edward," I sighed sitting on the porch steps.

"Please just give me time…anything."

"I need to know why Jane kissed you. You said that you never cheated, but then why did you let her kiss you?"

"I'm not allowed to speak about it right now," he murmured and I was done.

I stood quickly latching my hand on the doorknob.

"I can't do this with you Edward. I have a son, a son who absolutely adores you. I was willing to give you an opportunity to fix this but you obviously don't want to." I wasn't looking at him.

"Bella," he frantically called.

"We are through, please respect that and leave us alone," I could hear the monotone in my voice as I propelled to put an end to Edward and I.

I shut the door sliding against it. We were really over.

A/N: Backs away slowly and yells… Dolphin62598 is my amazing beta!