Chapter 6

Here is the next chapter. I hope you enjoy.

The song is "Walk you home" by Karmina, I recommend listening to it while you are reading the chapter, that is where the inspiration came from this time.

Chapter 6

Edward arrived back at the apartment. The rooms were dark, only moonlight making the pathways visible, shadows passing over the furniture and reflecting on the walls. He threw his keys onto the counter near the door, and walked inside. He walked to his office as if on a mission, and jumped, startled to hear the voice beside him, stopping him in the long hallway.

"Alice what are you doing here? I thought you were going for Elizabeth," Edward spoke, staring outside the window.

"I sent Jasper to pick her up. She is at Bella's apartment. She didn't stay at the dress store." Alice replied, looking at her brother-in-law who seemed so broken.

Edward growled lowly at the thought, "I have no idea why she has taken to her so well."

Alice smiled to herself, and straightened her face at the confusion she found on her brothers. "Bella is a character all her own. She has been through a lot."

Not going any further Edward asked, "Other than to irritate me to death with your open ended comments, why are you here?"

"I wanted to make sure you were ok. I had a feeling you were going to go driving, and I didn't know if you were going to come home this time," an earnest look crossed over Alice's features as she looked at her brother.

"I'm not Victoria, Alice. I would never just leave Elizabeth, much less get myself killed." Edward's eyes misted, but the tears would not fall.

Alice took a step towards Edward, but he stepped out of her grasp.

"That was over four years ago, why are you making Elizabeth pay for her?" Alice demanded to know.

"I can't look at her without seeing her mother in her eyes. The pain it causes is unbearable. The worst thing is, she doesn't even know her mother is dead." Edward spoke, controlling his hysterics.

"It's time…" Alice began but was cut off mid sentence by Edward's harsh tone.

"Alice, I would appreciate it if you would stop butting into how I raise my child, I don't tell you anything with your daughter," he growled, all pain instantly gone from his eyes.

Alice's eyes were filled with tears as she responded, "And yet, every single day she is questioning whether or not you really love her Edward?"

With that Alice grabbed her coat and went for the door. "Elizabeth will be at mine and Jasper's apartment for the night. I'll send her home tomorrow, if she even wants to come home."

The door slammed behind her, Edward glaring at it like it was an object that had deeply offended him. He growled lowly in his chest, and continued to his office, slamming the door behind him.

He sat himself down at his large mahogany desk, the light from the large glass windows behind him, casting a deep shadow on his worry ridden face. He looked at the pictures on his desk. One was Elizabeth at her last school pictures, the light from her eyes magnified as her smile radiated off the photograph. The other two, one of her and her aunt Alice, the two looking identical, the family resemblance impossible to miss. The last a picture of his wedding day, Victoria and him, stood on the stairs of the church, his arms wrapped around her waist, she leaning back to kiss his cheek. They were laughing.

Mist started to appear in his eyes as his mind was plagued with one of the last memories of Victoria.

Edward came home to find the room empty. It was late at night and he had just gotten off one of his shifts. He was tired, but he checked the rooms, finding Elizabeth sound asleep, not any older than nine. He was quick to come home, after finding out his father-in-law Carlisle, worked on three victims in a car accident. They had all passed, a man, who was a father to the two twin girls who had also died in the emergency room. The memory reminded him of his own daughter at home.

He heard strange noises coming from his and Victoria's room at the end of the hall and approached it slowly, grabbing a baseball bat from the hall closet. Upon reaching the door he pushed it open, and found Victoria underneath another man. Hearing the door slam open, Victoria looked and screamed, shocked at her husband coming home earlier than normal.

Edward's nostrils flared, as he glared at Victoria.

His voice was an eerie whisper as he spoke, "I'm going to grab Elizabeth and we are leaving for the night. Get you and who ever this asshole is out of my house by the morning. Expect divorce papers being served first thing."

Victoria's eyes welled up, but she nodded, and Edward closed the door behind him. He walked to the phone in the hallway and called Carlisle, his voice on the verge of hysterics. The conversation was brief, but the underlying message was understood. He went to the laundry room and grabbed the suitcase by the door stuffing clothing of his and Elizabeth's into the it. He went to the restroom and grabbed whatever they needed in there, and finally went to his daughter's room. Elizabeth was sound asleep, curled up under her favorite blanket. She was holding the first teddy bear Edward had ever given her. He cradled his child softly in his arms, but she still woke up shocked, and started to cry.

"Shh! Baby it's going to be ok, Daddy's here."He whispered to her, Elizabeth would not quiet though and began to scream for her mother.

The sounds broke Edward's heart, as he could hear Victoria crying in what once was their room. The next fifteen minutes passed by in a blur, Edward carried the crying child to the car, and drove to his father-in-laws home. They were like a family to him, whether or not they were Victoria's parents. Upon arriving, Edward carried Elizabeth and the suitcase up the stairs and to the door. Quickly Esme threw open the door, and carried Elizabeth away, finally getting her to quiet down, as she listened to the soothing words from her grandmother.

Once Elizabeth was out of sight, Carlisle ran to Edward and took his form in for a hug. Edward clung to the man and started to sob uncontrollably.

"I'm so sorry my son," Carlisle spoke to him.

Upon hearing this, Edward began to cry even harder, the night ending with him fitful, and cuddling his now sleeping daughter in the spare bedroom. The pain caused that night, being just the beginning.

Edward shook himself out of his memory and grabbed the photo of him and Victoria, throwing it at the wall, the glass from the frame shattering. He glared at the wall, the tears in his eyes, the noise causing him to fail to hear the door having been opened. Alice gathered him into her arms, rubbing his back and whispering soothing words into his ear, as Edward clung to her.

"It will be ok Edward, I promise," Alice spoke, her brother though not in blood, crying in her arms.

Chapter 7 is ready to go, maybe Edward will change, maybe Bella will, review and you soon shall find out!

Thank you!

Ballerina