It Is That Simple

by theonlykyla

Bella is a twice divorced,single mother dealing with tragedy. Edward is a single,lonely man dealing with his own tragic past. Can they both open their hearts and let love heal them? Or will they let the other go?

4. Chapter 4 CH3

It Is That Simple ch3

A/N: Drabble War 2012 rocks on...

SHOUT OUT TO KGunter34 - Kendall is absolutely one of my favorite names, and I let someone talk me out of using it for my daughter.

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Three Weeks Later

BPOV

"I've got to drop Kendall off before I go to work, Bella. So, here is a list of jobs for you to apply for today and we'll be home around four-thirty. I expect you to be productive today." Renee yelled at me from the other room as she flittered around putting things in her bag and then my daughters.

I was a failure at love.

I was a failure at life.

And, I most certainly was a failure at being a parent.

"Come kiss your daughter goodbye." Renee demanded as she stood in the doorway with Kendall on her hip.

I begrudgingly got up and shuffled to hug my daughter goodbye. All the while I fought back the tears that I desperately wanted to release. I loved this child more than my own life, but yet I wasn't any good for her. I simply could not make myself care that I had basically abandoned her. I was here but absent at the same time. I did nothing for her. I didn't provide her care or love on a daily basis. In fact, I couldn't remember the last time I had actually provided either of those things for her.

"Shower. Get dressed. Go apply for a job. It'll do you good to be out in the sun and feeling useful again." My mother's voice was harsh and forceful. Part of me wanted to be pissed at her for treating me this way but the other side saw that she was doing it for Kendall's sake.

I nodded and waved goodbye as my bubbly daughter waved back.

Fuck my life.

It was moments like this that I truly missed Charlie. He would have held me and told me it would all be alright. He would have kissed my tears and fears away.

I got in the shower and let the sobs escape.

I had to do better.

But, it just wasn't that easy to let go of the hurt and pain.

Nothing was that simple.

A/n: I think I know just what she needs to overcome this funk...don't you? LOL