Author's Note: Thanks for all the reviewed and read. This chapter was not proof read so sorry, still asking for a Beta though...

"There are two dilemmas that rattle the human skull: How do you hang on to someone who won't stay? And how do you get rid of someone who won't go?"

-Danny Devito-

Chapter 2

"The Couch or The Floor"

"So, Emmett and I are thinking about adopting," Rose said once we were settled and off to the mall.

"That's great Rose. I'm happy for you both," I said honestly. They have been trying for years to have a baby, but whenever Rose gets pregnant something happens, and she just can't seem to carry the baby. I always felt guilty that I never planned on being a mom and just one horrible, wrong night changed everything, but Rose wants nothing more than to have a child of her own. I know that's why our relationship started off pretty rocky, but after I asked her to be Hannah's Godmother, we haven't fought since then.

"I'm happy we're going to get the opportunity to have a child, but part of me wishes I could give birth to my own," Rose declared sadly.

"I know what you mean. It makes perfect sense. Well, just think of it this way, you get the pretty baby without the hell of labor," I responded trying to lighten the mood, which worked with Rose laughed.

"So how are things going between you and Mike?" She asked successfully changing the subject.

I just sighed. "I don't know really. I mean, he just seems to be putting unnecessary space between us. I don't understand, I try to be a loving wife, but he just pushes me away. And we're always fighting. It just has to be hard on Hannah," I said as I looked in the rearview mirror, seeing Hannah sitting quietly staring out the window.

"Well, me and Emmett both are waiting for you to kick him to the curb," she stated. "As a matter of fact, we have bet which in order to help me you need to be over with him in under six months because Emmett cannot win this bet."

I chuckled and shook my head. "Only you two, but that's why I love you both. Back to the topic, every once in a great while, he'll pull out that charming, funny, and cute Mike that I fell in love with all those years ago," I said with another sigh.

"It's just that he's such a-" Rose paused as she tried to find the best word to describe him.

"Prick, douche bag, asshole?" I answered for her. "What it all comes down to is that Mike has the ability to always be able to support us."

"B.S., you know if anything ever happened to you or Hannah, Emmett would be right behind you to pick you up. So would I, Charlie, and Renee," Rose stated quickly. "We would never let anything go wrong. We love you guys too much."

"Okay, so maybe I was lying when I said that, but in all honesty, I grew up without a father and well I vowed my children would never go through that," I replied hoping we would just drop the subject.

"And look how good you turned out. You only had one little oops, but we got Hannah out of the deal, so I would say it was a good oops. Besides I'm not telling you to shut him out of Hannah's life, but rather shut him out of yours. You deserve so much better," Rose said.

I just took a deep breath and focused on driving.

Thankfully, Rose didn't bring it up again and the rest of the ride was a comfortable silence.

"What should we look for first?" Rose asked excitedly as I parked in front of the mall.

Gah, shopping. I don't understand why people find it so relaxing. In reality, it's stressful spending money, and just plain boring.

"You know better than I do," I expressed with a smirk as I unbuckled Hannah out of her seat. Rose was one of those people that found shopping the best thing in the world. She's lucky Emmett's gym was doing so well. I don't think she would ever be able to handle being poor.

"This is true. Now, you my dear need a makeover," she verbalized with a wide grin.

I just rolled my eyes. Even though that is not why we were going shopping, I knew it would be easier if I didn't put up a fight.

"Come on Hannah, let's go play Bella Barbie and make Mommy pretty," I said grimly as I grabbed her hand.

"That's my favorite game!" She announced eagerly. "But Mommy, you're already pretty," she proclaimed with a smile. I just shook my head and followed behind Rose.

"You're such a suck up, but you're my favorite suck up," I said squeezing her hand. She looked up at me and beamed. This is the moments that being a Mom is the best job in the world.

After about two hours of dress up Bella, Hannah decided it was break time and we all deserved food, which I couldn't agree with more considering we skipped breakfast.

Once we all had are food in front of us, both mine and Rose's phones went off simultaneously. We looked at each other with looks of confusion.

"Hello?" I said laughing internally as Rose was doing the same.

"Whatever he says happened is a lie!" Mike screamed into the phone. I cringed away.

"What are you talking about?" I asked calmly trying to get Mike to do the same.

"Emmett-" but he abruptly stopped.

"Mike, are you still there? What's going on?" I asked after the silence on the other line lasted a few seconds. My concern was growing because I was hoping the apartment wasn't smashed.

"I have to go," he responded suddenly, not giving me the chance to say anymore before he hung up on me.

I started at my phone, feeling very confused. I looked up and Rose had a smirk forming as she hung up her phone.

"We need to go buy you a new couch, Emmett's treat," she said as she went to help Hannah as I picked up the trash.

"Wait," I exclaimed putting my hand out to stop Rose from walking any further. "Explain."

She took a deep breath before launching into a tale of Emmett and Mike fighting to prove who truly the stronger man was. Somehow Emmett was trying to lift the couch by himself and apparently Mike threw something, breaking Emmett's concentration. How that leads to a broken couch, I couldn't tell you.

"But I just bought that couch a year ago," I whined.

"Which is why Emmett is paying," Rose said. She grabbed Hannah's hand, pushing my hand from in front of her.

"I bet Uncle Emmie won," Hannah pronounced referring to the strongest man contest. Of course, Rose and I burst out laughing.

After another few hours picking out the best possible couch, I had to drag Rose out to the car kicking and screaming, I mean that literally. Hannah looked exhausted as I buckled her in.

"Mommy?" She asked with a yawn.

"Yes, sweetheart."

"Why don't you love Daddy anymore?" She inquired forcing herself to stay awake to listen.

To say I was shocked was an understatement. I was completely thrown off by the question. Of course I loved Mike, right?

"I do love Daddy," I said even though it came out as a question, but still hoping it would be a good enough answer to placate her for the time being. She just nodded her head and her blue eyes just stared up at me, knowing. Crazy, I know. I kissed her forehead and gently shut the door.

Rose must have noticed my dazed state because after she loaded the car of the bags, she took my keys from me and gave me a pointed look that said, I'm driving and will not hear a peep out of you.

The ride home was silent; expect the occasional snore from Hannah leaving me to my thoughts. Why would Hannah question that? Was it that obvious we were growing apart that a four year old could call me out on it?

But before I could truly dissect the question, Rose was pulling up to the apartment. I went to wake Hannah up, but she just looked so peaceful that I just carried her inside, straight to her bedroom.

I quickly put her into PJs. When I noticed the clock I was shocked its said 10:05. No wonder Hannah was so tired.

I heard a light knock on the door and I looked over to see Emmett and Rose standing at the door. I smiled at them as I put Hannah in her bed.

"Just coming to say goodnight," Emmett explained as he crossed the room and kissed Hannah's cheek. He crushed me into a hug as he was walking back out the door. I didn't even notice when Rose went to say goodnight.

"Oh Bella," she said as her and Emmett began walking out of the room. "If things aren't better in a month, then I file for divorce for you," she declared with a smile. I felt my eyes widened because Rose is the type of person who sticks to her word.

I walked over to Hannah and gently kissed her forehead as I pulled the covers up more.

"Goodnight Hay-Bay," I whispered.

"Mommy," she mumbled while her eyes fluttered open. "I love you."

I felt a smile spread across my face before saying, "I love you too, baby doll."

I gave her one last kiss on the forehead and tucked the covers around her.

As softly as possible, I shut her door and walked into the kitchen.

"So we really need to get working, because I need to be settled by the weekend," Mike announced when I walked into the kitchen.

"Why? You have next week off," I stated.

"Actually I don't anymore. I need to get settled in the new office."

"But Mike, I'm looking for a job in Seattle next week, and you were going to watch Hannah. You know you need to spend quality time with your daughter," I expressed quickly becoming irritated. "Besides, you're parents own the company, and they told you to take next week off."

"Drop her off at Charlie's or my parent's," he said nonchalantly.

"Charlie works and your parents live in California. On top of that I am not just going to pawn her off. You need to spend time with her. And before you ask, both Emmett and Rose have to work also," I said trying very hard not to yell.

"Take her with you then. I don't want Emmett by her. He man-handled the couch, just imagine what he could do to Hannah," he thought with a slight shudder.

"I can't take her with me. How is that going to look for me? And how dare you say anything about Emmett? He has done nothing but care for her, more so than you," I spat back at him. But I paused to take a deep breath. Hannah doesn't need to hear us fighting, again. "I didn't know you turned into a control freak."

"When it comes to the welfare of my daughter-"

"The welfare of your daughter? So now you care about the welfare of your daughter?" I inquired as calmly as possible, which was becoming increasingly more difficult.

"Bella, I don't want to fight right now," he requested walking away from me.

"Yes because we should wait to have this discussion when our daughter is up and able to listen. Yes, that's a perfect plan," my voice full of sarcasm.

"Let's just go to bed," he offered with his hand out gesturing toward the bedroom door.

"You're right. It's too bad about the couch, but I bet the floor will work just as well," I snapped.

"Come on, Bella. Don't be like that," he pleaded with me.

"Shove off, Mike. I asked you for one thing and you can't follow through. You deserve to sleep on the street so just be thankful I'm letting you have the floor," I replied as I walked into the room, trying not to slam the door. I made sure I locked it before getting ready for bed.

The more I thought about it, the more Rose's plan seemed like the best thing.

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