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Chapter 20: Finding Out

Bella Swan

I was mentally preparing myself to let Edward know that I had a son. I knew I had waited far too long to tell him, but I needed to make sure what we were first. And, I really did feel a connection with him. It was time to tell him the truth.

"Hello? May I help you?" I heard Edward ask causing me to head out of the kitchen to see who was at the door.

"Who is it, Edward?" I asked before I made it to the entry way of the kitchen. My eyes immediately widen in shock as I realized who was standing at the door. I had no idea who I had expected. Maybe I expected Alice, Margaret, or even sales people. But, I did not expect Matt and Mike to be standing on the other side.

"Hi, mom!" Matt yelled as he ran inside, giving me a tight hug. I half heartedly returned the hug. I was too shock to really do much.

"Who the fuck are you?" Mike asked suddenly, shooting glares in Edward's direction.

"I could ask you the same question," Edward replied as I noticed Matt was watching the exchange. He really didn't need to listen to all of this.

"Matt go up to your room and watch some television," I urged, keeping a close eye on the stare down Edward and Mike were having.

"But, mom," he whined causing me to look pointedly at him. This was not the time to whine and complain.

"Matt, do as I say," I said, trying to keep my voice calm and collected when my emotions were absolutely everywhere.

"Fine," he replied with a pout before he made his way upstairs.

"Who the hell is this, Bella?" Mike asked with venom in his voice once Matt's bedroom door had closed.

"You of all people have no right to question who I spend my time with," I seethed, turning to him. Edward seemed a bit shocked by the whole ordeal, but he did seem to be angry. I was almost afraid to know what he was going to say.

"You're still my wife," he pointed out as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Ex-wife," I corrected with a glare. How dare he talk as if we were still married? "The divorce papers have been signed for quite a while."

"So now just because you're single that gives you the right to act like a whore," Mike stated, looking me over with disgust.

"You, fucking little prick," Edward replied, waking up from his daze. "No one talks to her like that," he added before taking three steps and punching him squarely in the nose.

"Son of a bitch," Mike yelled, covering his bloody nose before rushing past Edward and me into the downstairs bathroom.

I looked at Edward, unsure of what to say. Did I apologize? Should I wait for him to speak? I had no idea what to do. I didn't want to make things worse than they already were.

"Did you ever plan on letting me in on the fact that you have a son?" Edward asked as he clenched his fists at his side. "Did you think I would never find out?"

"It's not like that," I replied, feeling incredibly guilty. I hadn't been hiding Matt from him. I just hadn't found the appropriate time to tell him. "I was going to tell you."

"When?" he asked, crossing his arm as I bit my lip nervously.

"I was going to tell you during breakfast this morning," I admitted, wanting to run into his arms, but I knew I couldn't.

"And, you expect me to believe that, Isabella?" He questioned in disbelief.

"It's the truth, Edward," I sighed, feeling the tears prickling my eyes. "I never once denied the fact that I was a mother."

"But, you never told me," he seethed, taking a deep breath.

"You never asked," I added, holding back my tears, conscious that Mike was still in the house.

"Is their trouble in paradise?" Mike suddenly asked smugly as he appeared back in the foyer.

"Get the hell out of here, Mike," I ordered with as much force as I could possibly muster.

"Don't make me punch you again," Edward added furiously. "I will not hesitate to beat the living shit out of you."

"Who do you think you are, asshole?" Mike questioned, taking a step towards Edward causing me to rush in between them.

"That's it, both of you," I said, attempting to stop any more violence. I knew neither one of them were going to restrain from hitting the other. "Mike, why the hell are you here? Today is Saturday. You have Matt until tomorrow."

"Lauren and I have a social function this evening. I didn't think it would be an issue," he replied coldly.

"Just get out," I said as he made his way to the door. I didn't give him the chance to say anything more, slamming the door in his face. I had way too much to deal with to deal with his crap too.

"I can't believe you kept something this big hidden from me," Edward stated, sounding almost hurt. Could it be that he had feelings for me? Could I trust him?

"I was confused," I said, closing my eyes, trying to gather my thoughts. How could I explain something I didn't understand?

"Then let me end the confusion," he stated, taking one final look at me before leaving me standing in his shirt in the middle of my foyer.

I was completely stunned as I watched him leave. I wanted to run after him and stop him, but I had no strength to do so. My feet were glued to floor and I had no idea how to stop him. I watched in pure agony as he walked towards his car. Each and every step he took caused the small tear in my heart to get bigger.

I watched as he drove off, leaving me alone. What was I to do now? I realized at the moment that I just didn't care for Edward. I loved him. As much as I had tried to stop myself from falling for him, I had failed. I loved Edward Cullen and it was all my fault he was gone.

I closed the front door before collapsing against the wall. I allowed my tears to take over. I knew I didn't have much time before I had to pull myself together since Matt was upstairs. But, I had to give myself a few minutes. I had completely ruined my chances with Edward. I had no one to blame but myself.

Edward Cullen

I drove away from Bella's house before I realized that I wasn't wearing a shirt. I gripped the steering wheel tighter as I tried to get control of my emotions. Bella had a kid. She had kept that very important fact from me and I really wasn't angry at Bella. I was fuming inside, but it was directed to my brother and his wife. They both knew and never said a single word.

I drove towards their house, trying to make sense of everything. Why hadn't she mentioned him? What did it mean now? I had so many questions in my head and no answers. All I knew was that I needed to get away from her. I couldn't deal with it all at the moment.

I arrived at Jasper's house in record time, pounding loudly at their door. Was this his idea of a joke? Had he conspired to keep me in the dark? I knew he had to know that Bella had a son. Alice was Bella's best friend.

"What's all that ruckus?" Jasper asked as he opened the door, still in his pajama pants. "What the hell happened to you?"

"Tell me one good reason why I shouldn't kill you right now?" I asked, moving past him into the house.

"Edward, what the hell are you talking about?" Jasper asked, looking completely confused, but I knew he knew.

"Edward, what a pleasant surprise," Alice greeted, coming down the stairs as she tied closed her silk robe. "Where's your shirt?"

"Do both of you think it's funny? Did both you conspire to keep me in the dark?" I questioned running my fingers through my hair.

"Edward, can you explain what you mean?" Alice stated with both hands on her hips.

"Why didn't you fucking tell me that she had a son?" I finally questioned. I would get straight to the point. I wanted answers and I wanted them now.

"It wasn't our place to tell," Alice replied calmly. "Did she tell you? Did you leave her? Edward, what did you do?"

"She didn't tell me," I answered angrily, feeling like I needed to punch something, but I knew I had to control my temper. "Her ex-husband dropped him off this morning. I expected you to tell me." I said, turning to Jasper. "You're my fucking brother!"

"It's not my place, Edward. That is between you and Bella. I refused to get involved," he explained as if there was nothing wrong.

"I can't believe you," I replied, taking a seat at the edge of the couch and burying my face in my hands.

"What happened, Edward?" Alice asked in a concerned voice once she had taken a seat next to me. "She was going to tell you. She didn't hide him purposely."

"Then why did she wait so damn long?" I questioned in frustration.

"I can answer that one," Jasper jumped in from his seat on the armchair. "You don't have the best track record with women. I haven't seen you last longer than one night with a woman since high school."

"What does that have to do with anything?" I inquired, completely confused. What were they talking about? My past had nothing to do with anything.

"It has everything to do with this," Alice answered with a roll of her eyes. "How could she be honest with you if you were likely to sleep with her and leave her?"

"But, I didn't," I pointed out smugly. Bella was the first woman I stay with for more than one night and she had to do that shit to me. There was a reason I didn't stay for more than one night. It wasn't worth it.

"Edward, if you don't realize the obvious than there is nothing I can do," Alice added before standing up. "Now if you excuse me, I have to go clean up the mess you left."

"What mess?" I asked curiously, looking up at her.

"Do you honestly think that Bella came out of this unscratched? You left her alone, she's hurting just as much as you are," Alice explained before heading upstairs.

I stayed quiet after Alice had left. Had I really hurt Bella? Why did the idea that I did bother me so much? Was I really being unreasonable?

"You love her, don't you?" Jasper asked after a few minutes of silence.

"What do you mean?" I asked, trying to understand what I was feeling. Nothing seemed to make sense.

"If you didn't have feelings for her none of this would bother you. You would move on and forget her. I suggest you think about how you feel about Bella. Does the fact that she has a kid really mean anything? You both have a lot to figure out. That is, if you want to be with her," Jasper finished before leaving me alone to my thoughts.

Jasper's words struck me deep inside. Did Bella having a son really change anything? I still felt a connection with her, but I didn't understand what it all meant. Where did it leave us?

Bella Swan

I tried to stop the tears from falling, but I couldn't. I had ruined everything and couldn't do a single thing about it. I had waited far too long to tell him and now I had lost him. "Mommy, why are you crying?" Matt asked as he sat down next to me, wrapping his arms around my middle.

"It's not important, sweetheart," I lied, wrapping my arm around him and kissing the top of his head.

"Who was that man? Did he make you cry?" He innocently questioned.

"No, baby, he's just a friend," I replied, making my tears stop. All I wanted to do was curl up into my bed and cry, but I knew I had to look after Matt.

"Have you had breakfast?" I asked, wiping the tears from my eyes. I had to pull myself together.

"I had cereal," he replied causing me to take a deep breath.

"Let's go then. I started breakfast a bit ago," I answered ,standing up before pulling him up with me.

"Can I have pancakes?" He questioned. I simply replied with a nod.

"Of course," I stated, knowing it was best to stay busy. If I kept myself occupied I wouldn't be able to think of Edward or the massive mess I had made.

I made Matt his pancakes before taking a seat in front of him, watching him eat. "Aren't you going to have some?" Matt asked, offering me a piece out of his plate. It was obvious that he knew something was wrong with me.

"No, thank you. I'm not really hungry," I added, giving him a forced smile. I wasn't in the mood for breakfast. I wasn't in the mood for anything. I needed to figure out a way to fix things between us. Yet, I knew that it was probably not fixable. Edward would never want me now. I had kept something important from him.

"Mom, can I play Wii?" Matt asked once he had finished his pancakes. I usually didn't allow him much time on video games, but I had very little strength to stop him.

"Sure," I replied, watching as he left the kitchen, going into the living room.

I stared at his empty plate for a long time, not really thinking about anything. My sadness had turned into numbness and I felt more alone than anything else. I had no idea how I was going to pull myself together again.

"Bella," I heard Alice suddenly say as she appeared at the entry way into the kitchen. She had obviously used her spare key to get inside. She rushed to my side, giving me a hug and I completely fell apart in her arms.

"I messed up," I cried into her shoulder, clinging to her tightly. "He hates me, Alice. It's all over."

"Bella, sweetie," Alice whispered, rubbing my back softly. "Edward is hurting just as much as you are. He's at my house with Jasper, sorting through everything. I think he's pretty shocked."

"I don't know what to do," I admitted in a fearful tone. I was at a complete lost.

"Why don't you take a nap? Clear your head." Alice suggested.

"I can't," I answered, a sob escaping me. "I need to look after Matt."

"Don't worry about him. I already called Margaret and she is going to look after him until tomorrow," she assured me before helping me up and leading me up to my bedroom.

"But, there's a mess in the kitchen," I complained as she got me into bed.

"Don't worry about anything, Bella. I will take Matt to Margaret's and then clean everything up. I'm here for you. Right now you need to rest and get all your thoughts together," she urged ,covering me with my comforter. "I'll be back as fast as I can."

"Thank you," I mumbled before she left the room.

I stared at the ceiling for long time after she had left. The pillows and the blankets all smelled like Edward and his scent was oddly comforting. I was tempted to call and apologize, but I knew he needed to sort through his own thoughts. Matt's sudden appearance had to be very shocking for him.

I clung to the pillow he had used, praying silently that everything would work out. I loved Edward deeply and I wasn't sure if I had the strength to live without him. I just hoped that he returned those feelings. If not, how was I ever going to be able to face him?

A/N: I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. It was very hard to write, but necessary. The good news is that you'll get the next chapter tomorrow.

I'm not going to say what the next chapter entails since it will be out tomorrow.

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