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Edward's POV

It's been six weeks since Heidi and I broke up. I was expecting her to cause more of a scene but she hasn't been back since. I'm equal parts relieved and worried. She told me that I'd regret rejecting her. I'm constantly on edge. I keep Brody close to me at all times and I can tell that he's starting to get restless. He wants to go and play with his friends. He wants to be a kid but I'm too worried about Heidi telling James about him. I'm too worried that they will take my son away.

Bella is thirty two weeks pregnant. When she was brought out of her coma, she had slight amnesia. Luckily we gave her some time and she was back to normal a few days later. According to Jasper, when he told her about the baby needing to be delivered via C- section, she was extremely upset. She thought it was her fault that her son was going to be born early. She's since come around to the idea and started looking at the bright side, she'll get to meet her son sooner rather than later.

I told my parents about what is happening with Heidi and they suggested I tell Bella's father. Charlie is the chief of police in town and he could help me maybe get a restraining order. I can't bring myself to do that though. Charlie hates me for the obvious reasons. I'm too much of a coward to face him. He has guns and the fact that he's a cop, well it scares the shit out of me. Almost as much as James or Heidi coming for me or my son scares me. I know that I should suck it up and ask Charlie for help but I just….. I can't.

My father bought a state of the art home security system instead. There are sensors around as well as in the house. As long as the alarm in on, no one can get in or out without us knowing. The only downfall is that once the alarm is triggered, it doesn't stop until the police are informed and arrive at our house. There is no 'oops'. It's difficult when Brody has to go to the bathroom at night and I have to turn off the alarm. He's six, he wakes up and wanders too. We've had the cops at our house three times so far. They never get mad at Brody but they always scold the adults on 'keeping a better eye on the child.'

My mom thinks we're going overboard. She thinks we're doing exactly what Heidi wanted, worrying. She's probably right but having a sensitive security system helps me relax. I can stop worrying just a little bit less. I can relax and not be looking over my shoulder all the time. I know that Brody wants to have fun, to play and be a kid. I hate that I have to keep him from doing what he wants. Maybe I'm being overprotective but my son's safety is the most important thing to me.

"Dad! Connor wants me to go to the fair with him! Can I? I promise to listen to his mom! I promise!" Brody's face is so full of hope and I don't want to disappoint him. I'm just nervous about letting him out of my sight.

"Brody….I don't know." I sigh and he looks at the ground.

"I never get to see my friends anymore." he grumbles.

"I know that you want to go, things are just….We need to be careful about who you're around right now. If something happened to you, I don't know what I'd do." I bend down and tilt his head so he's looking at me. He pushes my hand away and crosses his arms across his chest.

"Mommy would have let me go out with my friends." his voice is so quiet, I almost don't hear him. I don't know why I say what I do, but it just slips out and I feel horrible about it as soon as I say it.

"Well your mother isn't here. We weren't important enough to her. She didn't want us." I say out of anger. Big fat tears fall down Brody's face. I reach out and he steps back before turning and running into his room.

I sit on the couch with my head in my hands and just….Try to make sense of why I said what I did. I'm the worst father in the world. Maybe it would be best if James did take Brody. At least then my kid would be happy. How do I fix what I've done? How do I make my son happy while I'm constantly worried for his safety? How do I keep my son safe but let him go out without me? Nothing I do is right and I'm sick and tired of hurting the people around me. I'm sick of being the bad guy and having to apologize for everything that I do.

I stand up and walk into Brody's room. He's in the middle of the bed, crying into the pillow. I sit next to him and rub his back. His sobs tear my heart apart and I make the decision right then and there to ease up. Heidi hasn't been around. I have no reason to worry. Brody will be going to the fair tonight with his friend. I'll sit at home and worry but I know that he'll be safe. I can't coddle him.

"I'm sorry buddy. I didn't mean anything I said." I whisper. He turns onto his side and looks at me. I try not to be grossed out by the amount of boogers smeared on his face.

"Why didn't Mommy want me?" he chokes out. My heart crumbles.

"Oh Brody. She did want you. She just made some mistakes and thought it was best if she let me raise you. That way she can get better." I smudge the truth. She did make mistakes and it landed her in jail. She never said that she didn't want Brody, she just gave up her rights. "I was thinking, maybe you should go to the fair. I've kept you cooped up here for way too long."

Brody's look of despair turns into one of excitement in a flash. He jumps up and hugs me hard. I chuckle and hug him back. I help him get ready and he's picked up within the hour. I spend the whole night worrying. When he finally gets back with a giant stuffed dog in tow, I'm relieved. I spend a good five minutes just hugging him and making sure he's alright. He talks about how much fun he had and how he wants to go again. I put him to bed and for the first time in six weeks, I get a good night's sleep.

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