After my phone call with Alice I decided to check on Michael. However, when I reached our bedroom he wasn't there. I then checked the kitchen thinking he might have gone to get something to eat since he didn't finish his dinner. Nope, he wasn't there either. I looked all over the house and still couldn't find him so I checked the garage and his car was gone.
I headed back into the house and tried to call his cell phone however, I heard his phone ringing in the bedroom. I figured he would be home soon so, I decided to watch a little television. As time went on I began pacing.
Worried, I headed up to Edwards room. Inside, the only light came from the hallway providing just enough illumination for me to see Edward lying on the bed, face up, with one arm under a pillow, wearing just his boxers. I stared for what felt like forever. I started thinking of all the things I wanted to do with him.
The beeping of a car horn brought me out of my musings. Taking a deep breath, I headed towards the bed to shake his shoulder. Edward jumped at the feel of my hands.
B "I'm sorry, I frightened you."
E "It's ok. I'm glad you woke me. I was dreaming about the fire."
B "I'm sorry. If you need to talk about it, I'm here for you."
E "Thank you. Did you need something?" He said patting my hand that was still on his shoulder.
B "Do you know where Michael went? I tried calling him but he left his cell phone here."
E "He left? My bet, he's at Mallory's Bar. Anytime he's upset he goes there."
B "You're right. I should have thought of that. I'll go and see if he's there."
E "Bella it's after two o'clock. Let me get dressed and I'll go with you."
B "Ok. I'll be downstairs."
It took Edward maybe five minutes to meet me downstairs. I was exhausted so Edward drove my car since his was destroyed in the fire. When we made it to the bar we spotted Michael's Volvo. After Edward parked we headed in to retrieve my husband.
When we walked in I spotted Michael right away in the corner with none other than that slut Lauren Mallory sitting next to him. I just saw red. I walked up to the them and yelled. "What the FUCK are you doing? I've been at home worried sick about you."
M "What does it look like I'm doing? I'm having a drink. Oh, look you brought my bastard father." Michael said with disdain.
E "Son, I know your hurting but you should be turning to your wife right now not this tramp."
I couldn't think straight I was so angry. I started pacing. Tears were flowing down my face. I marched out the door.
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