DISCLAIMER:I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT!

The next day I was basically exhausted, but I had a child to take care of. Luckily, Edward didn't come at all. I think he was had one of the biggest hangovers in hangover history. I was still wondering about Emmett's reaction over the phone yesterday, but I brushed it off. I was immensely tired and wanted to stay in bed, but the wails of my daughter didn't die down. I grudgingly made my way to her room and gave her all the attention she deserved.

I still didn't know what to do with Edward. Now looking back, I think we had rushed the relationship and that's where everything went downhill. In Forks, we were never friends, just mutual acquaintances. Here we had skipped the friendship phase and dove right into a relationship. I wanted Edward to do what he had to do before starting all over again. I knew immediately that we could never start to where we had left off. It was impossible.

That night I fell asleep wondering how my decisions will affect the future.

I woke up and got dressed for school. I really didn't know what I had put on. I wasn't in the mood for fashioned. I washed my hair and let my natural waves take over. I waited for Sophia to arrive and when she finally did, I quickly left to school before she gave me a full on interrogation. School passed at a snails pace to say the least. Rosalie and I had already finished the paper. It was extremely easy.

I handed in my homework for my next two classes and I went to the café praying to god that the Cullen clan would be running late, so I could just eat my food and get to work. But luck, as always, wasn't on my side. How nice.

As soon as I got into the café, Edward was sitting at my table. Instead of coming late, they had to come early. I sat the farthest away from him. I saw the pained expression on his face and honestly I thought he deserved it.

"Bella," he whispered. The husky voice that was filled with pain almost broke through my façade, but I remained unfazed.

"Yes?" I asked. I was looking at my food. I couldn't bear to see his face after what I was about to do.

"I'm sorry," he was going to say something else but he stopped. I took that as my chance to speak.

"Yes, I'm sorry too, but you know what? That still doesn't change anything. So I guess what we had was nice, but I can't deal with it anymore. So it has to end right now for the sake of Chloe's safety. You could still see her. Just while I'm at work and every other weekend, she could spend it with you. I think that is definitely more than you deserve. And if you excuse me I have to go to work." I left throwing out my food on the way.

EPOV

I watched as the love of my life walked away from me. I ruined the best thing that happened to me. I didn't mean for myself to get that drunk. I just went overboard because my mind kept taunting me with Bella's hurt face after our fight. Drinking drove those images away. That night I didn't even bother going into the conference room where all the surgeons and doctors were reminiscing about their young years. I spent my whole night at the bar and when it was finally closing, I stumbled my way to Bella's apartment.

I had only drunk like this another time in my life and that was during the summer Bella had left. Emmett had found me arguing with the bartender and almost taking advantage of her. I was so disgusted with myself the next day when Emmett told me what happened. I was still surprised I could even think during the biggest migraine/headache of my life. Yesterday had even topped that.

Flashes of my drunken night were still coming back to me and there was only one that really disturbed me. I almost took advantage of Bella, but luckily she knew my balance was impaired because of the alcohol and had pushed me to the floor. I tried getting up, but my mind refused to cooperate, so I ended up passing out.

The next day I was surprised that I avoided a physical beat down from Emmett. He told me what happened after he came to pick me up. Alice and Rose had found out and gave me a real good butt whipping.

The only bright outlook I had on this whole situation was that I could get to see Chloe. My parents were supposed to come and see her this weekend. They were surprised I had a child and I had to say they were disappointed as well. But they were happy at being grandparents and wanted to see her as soon as possible.

I went to my family's table. Every step I took was painful but I was relieved when I could sit down. My whole family was looking at me then. They had disappointed expressions on their faces. I couldn't blame them. They had told me to expect the worst when I came to talk to Bella today. I brushed it off thinking Bella was a nice and forgiving person, but God decided to punish me.

If I wanted her back, I would have to play by the rules and hoped that a miracle would happen. No more "little get together" for me. I had to make this right and hope that Bella would take me back.

Bella was an angel and I just had to go and corrupt her and this was my punishment.

After my evening classes, I almost ran to my home. I didn't care if I wasn't currently staying with Bella and Chloe. Wherever they were was what I called home. I walked in with the key that Bella had not yet confiscated. Sophia was playing with Chloe while she was on the phone. She saw me walk in and she signaled that she was going to take the call in private. I just nodded and walked to my angel.

She was currently in a sitting position. Her pacifier in her mouth and banging her toys against the floor. She was smiling up at me and I sat right next to her. She crawled into my lap and I planted her face full of kisses. It was currently 3:00. I had about 2 hours before I had to go. I bet Bella wanted to see me as little as possible.

The thought of Bella put me in a depressed mood. Somehow, Chloe sensed this and cupped my cheek with her tiny hand. I beamed back at her. But the thought was still nagging in the back of my mind. Sophia came back and we didn't really talk much. You could tell she knew there was something wrong , but thankfully didn't ask. It was around the time Bella got off work, so I decided it was my time to leave. I gave Chloe a kiss on the forehead and say goodbye to Sophia. I didn't miss her confused expression as I walked out the door.

She knew Bella and I were inseparable. The key words being were. I walked straight to my lavish apartment and headed straight for my room. No one bothered me and left me to my sulking. Bella thought it was better that me and her split, but I knew that was wrong. Chloe should have a father figure at all times not be passed around from house to house.

Even if I didn't deserve Bella, my daughter deserved what I thrive to give her. No matter what it takes.